Green Moon really hoped that Li Hong would keep the Yin and Yang Qi Disk to himself when he left. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Fan Zhuyun's icy power and Li Hong's Yin and Yang Qi Disc both touched the root of cold and heat, if there was a Yin and Yang Qi Disc in his hand, Green Moon was confident that he could subdue the opponent within ten moves.

But now, even the reversal spell couldn't stop Fan Zhuyun's icy arrow. The master and servant can only cast spells and fight each other.

Li Zhanxuan shouted loudly: "Senior Duanmu, you have nowhere to escape now, why don't you sit down and let's talk?"

Before Duanmu Yuyoulan could reply, Green Moon had already taken the lead in scolding: "Talk about your big-headed ghost, release my master, otherwise I will fight with you endlessly!"

Fan Zhuyun wasted all his strength to shake off the entanglement of the jade hairpin, turned around and returned to the field, and proudly pointed at Duanmu Youlan: "Look at the poor road to capture you!" As he spoke, he turned into a hundred phantoms and rushed towards Duanmu Youlan.

Fan Zhuyun was afraid that Li Zhanxuan would ruin his good deeds, so he roared angrily: "Who dares to help, don't blame the poor and ruthless!"

Li Zhanxuan and the four of Lanyue Immortal Dao immediately looked at each other and hesitated.

Duanmu Youlan was not afraid, reached out to retrieve her jasper hairpin, held it in her hand, and swiped it in the air, instantly breaking dozens of illusory shadows of Fan Zhuyun. But Fan Zhuyun's cultivation is still above most Taoist priests, as soon as her skirt swings, an ice chain suddenly appears, turning straight around her body, and she listens to the crackling sound, and the jasper hairpin and the ice chain touch and go, each retreating.

Just when Duanmu Youlan thought that this round had ended, who knew that Fan Zhuyun suddenly showed a smug smile, and an ice waterfall suddenly formed, pouring up from the bottom to the top, and rushed towards Duanmu Youlan.

Duanmu Youlan was shocked, and hurriedly pinched out three dismantling techniques, and the icefall was easily solved, but it did not disappear, but turned into a large tent of ice rain.

At this moment, the mana in the field flowed, the temperature was extremely high, and the ice and rain volatilized into water vapor in an instant, and the water vapor did not stop for a moment, and then turned into a storm in the blink of an eye.

This storm is extremely violent, there is a saying, it is called [Ice Water Tornado], even if a cultivator of the Three Realms is scratched by it, the inner pill will immediately stagnate, and the body can only stop after flying out of 108,000 miles.

Although Fan Zhuyun is the owner of Bingluo Island, he is also a genuine ancestor of the Earth Immortals, so the wind art is also extraordinary. It is important to know that wind techniques are all-encompassing, and [Ice Water Wind Scroll] is one of them.

Seeing that Duanmu Youlan was swept away by the wind, he was about to flee thousands of miles away involuntarily in an instant.

At this critical moment, even the green moon didn't have time to save him, but two black dots suddenly appeared in the air, one up and down, and at the same time.

The aura in the air gathered in one place, and then exploded violently, like two huge pot lids pressing down on the middle, and the wind was controlled in the field.

Duanmu Youlan took the opportunity to launch more than ten rune arrays, and escaped from the wind technique with the help of the rune, and escaped from danger.

"Who is it?" Fan Zhuyun's face was extremely ugly, he didn't expect that there would be someone in the world who could block his wind technique. The wind technique was trapped by two masses of mana, and it was still rushing left and right, refusing to give in.

"Bold demon woman, how dare you hurt my senior sister Duanmu!" A sharp shout came from high in the air, and an unkempt Taoist priest was squeezing down Fan Zhuyun's hurricane, trembling all over, looking extremely struggling. "You wait, wait until I break your demonic style, and then clean up you slut!" When he spoke, his tone was subdued, full of madness, and his tone was extremely unpolite.

And the black-clothed Taoist priest who was facing the hurricane below also scolded: "Overseas wild woman, how dare you be the enemy of my Daomen? You dare to do it with Senior Sister Duanmu, you wait, when I tame your rotten wind, I will teach you how to abide by the etiquette!" The Taoist priest who spoke had a handsome face and an extremely long Taoist robe, which was the practice of ink in the vast mountain.

Fan Zhuyun looked at the two people in front of him, and couldn't help but ask: "Who are you, dare to come to the hero to save the beauty?"

"That's right!"

The two spoke in unison, their tone was resolute, so angry that Fan Zhuyun frowned, and secretly said in his heart: "This female Taoist priest is really indecent!" Although he thought so, he faintly felt jealous. She was not interested in Lian Mo and the mad Taoist, but the thought that they could come thousands of miles for Duanmu Youlan and sacrifice their lives and forget about death was also enviable.

Duanmu Youlan also frowned, because she finally recognized that the Taoist priest who was scattered in the sky was Bai Junhe, who had been missing for many years.

"Senior Brother Bai, how did you become like this?"

Bai Junhe smiled bitterly and said softly, "Senior sister...... Don't get in the way, you see I'll clean her up for you!" After speaking, his body shook, and several strange beams of light immediately radiated.

Fan Zhuyun was caught off guard by the beam, and immediately his face was red and his breathing became heavier. After a while, she scolded angrily, "What kind of evil art is this? shameless!" She rushed up, but felt that the air around her had become solemn, and she was stuck in the air.

Bai Junhe laughed madly: "How about the [Mystery of Love] and [Mystery of Tranquility] of the Poor Dao?"

Fan Zhuyun's body was stuck in the air and couldn't move, but his heart was like a surging tide, and he couldn't help it, and his cheeks blushed in an instant.

"What kind of weird spell is this?" Li Zhanxuan watched the battle on the Four Holy Islands, saw clearly, and seemed to recognize Bai Junhe's technique, so he turned his head and asked.

Wushan Luo Cheng, the youngest of the four Daomen previous generations of Dao Dao scholars, couldn't help laughing: "Poor Dao recognizes it, it is the [Condensation to Stillness] technique that Yuqing Mountain Mo Hongliu's nephew has been cultivating, at the beginning, Poor Dao thought that this spell was nothing, but I didn't expect that someone could really practice it." ”

Lanyue Immortal said 'oh', and subconsciously stroked his long hair. No matter what spell the opponent uses, it can instantly turn the enemy's mana into sticky power, and then control the enemy? ”

Li Zhanxuan couldn't help but laugh and said: "You, you have fallen behind again, and you have forgotten what the ancestor said?

"What Senior Brother said is extremely true, Senior Brother, I almost fell into Hinayana again. Although the mystery of movement and stillness is the foundation of the universe, it is only a projection of the Great Dao, and if it is used as the Great Dao, it will not lose its bias. If you enter the Tao in this way, you will be blinded and there will be nowhere to find the way. Lanyue Immortal Dao immediately clasped his hands together, and blamed himself again and again: "This is a small path, this is a small path!"

Luo Cheng also nodded: "The way of things is the way of heaven, and it is far away from the avenue." ”

Fan Zhuyun's cultivation is profound, and his hearing is extraordinary. At this moment, although he was struggling to resist the strange power in his body, he could hear it clearly, and he couldn't help but shout: "Don't say it to the four of you...... Don't talk about it, don't come to save the owner of the island!"

In the extreme distance, the ancestor of the earth immortal had just opened a layer of void, released a thunderous blow, and repelled a bundle of strange spells, and when he turned his head, he happened to see Fan Zhuyun being restrained, and couldn't help but laugh: "This Duanmu is really a blessing to the sky!"

Li Zhanxuan was reminiscing about what he had just said, and felt that he had said it just right, and he couldn't help but feel proud, and suddenly heard Fan Zhuyun's coquettish drink, and immediately trembled, and then remembered that there was still a big battle in front of him, so he pulled Luo Cheng's sleeve: "Senior brother, help me retreat from the enemy!"

Luo Cheng said with some reluctance: "Senior brother, since Lian Mo is a disciple of the Vast Mountain, do you still need me to come out?"

"Hey, the tiger poison still doesn't eat children, how can the poor Dao attack his juniors! You should do it for me!" Li Zhanxuan looked embarrassed.

Luo Cheng sighed: "That's all it can be." (To be continued.) )