After doing this, Fang Yan pulled Feng'er to stand on this rock and look ahead, watching the black and white clouds in the sky rolling, and listening to the pine waves on the hill. The two stood silently, hugging each other tightly, enjoying a moment of tranquility, and tomorrow would be a long separation after that, and only the belonging of their hearts could bind them together forever.

This mountain peak is located not far from the mountain gate of Lanyue Sect, and the black fog that surged after the catastrophe disappeared without a trace, and the demon clouds that once pressed against the land of Nanyue like a black curtain are gradually fading, and the aura is beginning to show its signs. These indicate that the effects of the Great Tribulation are dissipating, but this is also the time when the aura of heaven and earth is changing the most intensely, and the clouds that cover the sky and the sun are stirring endlessly every day.

And this is just a reflection of the mood of the two of them at the moment, the haze that shrouds their hearts will not dissipate, and the future is unpredictable but faintly visible, Fang Yan's heart is becoming more and more determined, and when he comes here again, Feng'er will be with him forever. Thinking about his immortal path, he was struggling to catch up with Feng'er's footsteps, but he didn't want more than 20 years to pass, and he still walked a step slower.

I don't know how long it took, the clouds in the sky surged, up and down, and the two hugged each other motionlessly, but their hearts were up and down with the sea of clouds. A breeze blew on the hill, and there was a hint of coolness, and the dialect suddenly moved, and gently broke free from Feng'er's embrace, blocking her behind her, holding the blood-red long sword in his hand.

"Feng'er, someone is coming!" Fang Yan whispered, and Feng'er also woke up, holding a spirit sword in her hand, but she didn't sense that there was someone nearby. It wasn't until a moment later that she found that two people were flying quickly, and it was against this mountain that Fang Yan sensed first, could it be that his divine sense would surpass her.

Feng'er was slightly surprised, and then realized a little, if it weren't for this, how could he launch a divine sense attack, even if his cultivation was even lower than his own. But she didn't have time to think about it now, and the two of them were extremely fast, and they came to them in a very short time, and they flew all the way without any cover.

"Hmph, tongues. I know that you have bad intentions, what else do you have to say now? Senior Sister Lin, this person is not a good person at all, and there will definitely be no good end with him, hurry up to Senior Brother, don't be deceived by him again. "Who else can have such a shrill voice, but how can this guy track it here? Feng'er has always been careful in doing things, and how was he found out.

"Senior Brother Feng. Fang Yan grew up with his junior sister since he was a child, he is not a good person and his junior sister knows best, senior brother doesn't need to say it anymore, please go back. By the way, how did the senior brother find here? Could it be that you followed all the way, no, you actually left a secret mark on your junior sister, how could you be so despicable, aren't you afraid that the master will know?" Feng'er suddenly understood something. Hurriedly wrapped his body with his divine sense, and asked Feng Ruonan loudly.

"What can I do, kidnap my female disciple of the Moon Sect, shouldn't such villains be killed, Senior Sister Lin don't be confused again, come to Senior Brother's side quickly, otherwise don't blame Senior Brother's subordinates for being ruthless." The person next to Feng Ruonan said first. It was Yang Lin who was defeated in the hands of Fang Yan that day and was robbed of phantom ice.

"Forget it, Feng'er, why bother with this kind of person, can't you see it, they have already moved to kill. Reasoning with them doesn't help. This kind of villain only recognizes his fists, so let's see the real chapter under his hands. Fang Yan shouted loudly, and casually summoned the Demon King Shield to protect himself and Feng'er.

Hearing what Fang Yan said, Feng'er no longer hesitated, took out a blue spirit bottle again, and looked at the two in front of her vigilantly. I saw that these two people suddenly took out the spiritual weapon in their hands. Sneered and looked at the two dialects, even if dialects won the seventh place in the big competition, what could they do, Feng Ruonan was a monk in the late stage of foundation building, and the two of them were a whole realm apart.

And Yang Lin's strength also surpasses Feng'er, and there is Feng Ruonan by his side, Feng'er's background is probably known to him for a long time, and there is no problem in defeating Feng'er. The two of them had been preparing for this for a long time, and Feng Ruonan did not hesitate to leave a mana mark on Feng'er's clothes, just waiting for a suitable time, who knew that they were really waiting for it.

"Hehe, I have to say that you kid is really smart, you can see my thoughts at once, yes, the two of us are here to send you back to the West. And you, Senior Sister Lin, you don't appreciate Senior Brother taking care of you so much, and you insist on following this trash with no future, since you still don't know each other, then it's no wonder I'm ruthless. But don't worry, I won't kill you immediately after a while, I will let you taste the happiness of the world before I am willing to let you die, wait!"

This monster laughed a few times, took out a three-story small tower from his body, and with a slight pinch, this small tower suddenly became more than ten zhang high, and then the sky was covered with water and mist, and he rushed towards the dialect two. Yang Lin was not to be outdone, he threw out a small bottle and a round bead, and the water aura on the mountain peak suddenly surged like a tide, wave after wave.

"Shameless villain, even if I die, I won't let you succeed. Xiao Qi, this is the pseudo-magic weapon that my master gave him, it is very powerful, you are responsible for defense first, and then I will consume some of their mana. We are trying our best to defend ourselves, I have already sent a summons to Senior Brother Yang just now, and he will bring someone to come soon. Feng'er hurriedly said to Fang Yan.

"Hmph, Yang Mu has already ordered someone to find something for him to do, he won't be able to come for a while, and when he comes, he can only collect your body. Haha, I'm not afraid to tell you, I've arranged your death, and no matter how it is, it's impossible to pursue it to me, so you just wait to be a pair of mandarin ducks with the same fate. Feng Ruonan's face was extremely distorted, and he said to the two dialects fiercely.

"Feng'er, don't worry, just block it slightly for me, you don't need to use all your strength, my exercises just restrain this, and it is not known who will lose or win. Fang Yan quietly transmitted a message to Feng'er, asking her to defend as much as possible, while he himself ran the Heaven Devouring Demon Skill at full speed, inhaling the Heavenly Water Spiritual Qi into his body, and transferring all of it into the Blue Bead Space.

The title of dialect water attribute monk nemesis is not in vain, these two people don't have a long memory for some reason, maybe they think others are exaggerating, or maybe they didn't use all their strength to extract aura when fighting against Yang Lin, which made him have the illusion that dialect is just a deep mana, and he didn't think about other aspects at all.

When the battle of life and death was fierce, Fang Yan was not like shrinking his hands and feet on the fighting platform, and under the full speed of the exercises, he saw the surging water aura decrease, and Feng Er felt the most obvious on the side, and immediately was pleasantly surprised, and hurriedly cooperated to defend Fang Yan, so that he could use his means with all his might.

A strange scene appeared on the competition platform again, and Yang Lin quickly came back to his senses, where is this dialect competing with them for mana, it is simply using some kind of secret technique to reduce their spell power, but how dialect does it can't be imagined. This shocked him, should it be planted in his hands again. If the same mistake is made again, it is not careless, but hopelessly stupid.

"This kid is weird, Senior Brother Feng, the kid surnamed Fang doesn't seem to be afraid of water-attribute spells at all, some people outside say that he is a water-attribute monk nemesis, there must be a reason for this. Senior Brother Feng. I'll have to think of another way, I'm afraid it won't work after a long time. It's too close to the sect. Yang Lin said anxiously, vaguely he saw the problem.

"Is there any way, is it possible to practice other exercises now? What can be strange, it's just a spell to restrain each other, see how long he can resist. Take out the strongest treasures and hurry up to deal with them, I don't believe how powerful the two mid-stage monks can be. Feng Ruonan shouted sharply, took out a blue bowl casually, and threw it into the air.

In the blink of an eye. This bowl suddenly grew into a few zhang and buckled down, and the water aura in front of several people suddenly grew sharply, and the water mist on the mountain peak was filled, and the radius was almost covered in it. But how did they know that Fang Yan was the most afraid of this kind of attack, and at this moment, with Feng'er on his side, he only needed to concentrate on absorbing the aura, and the speed was much faster than when Dabi was full.

This guy is also a water-attribute monk. In fact, the Lanyue Sect has up to forty percent of the disciples who practice this kind of exercise, and they used to have extremely headache-inducing spells both offensive and defensive, but they didn't have much effect on dialect, just to make the lake water in his blue bead space rise.

Feng'er became more and more surprised as she fought on the side, no matter how the other party attacked, she couldn't completely suppress the two of them. From the dialect, there is no struggling appearance, the spirit is steady, and the breathing is even, as if there is still spare strength. And after those fine water aura poured into Fang Yan's body, he didn't know where he had sucked it, and there was no sign of overflowing. I can't remember exactly how much he inhaled.

About a quarter of an hour passed, Feng Ruonan also sensed that something was wrong, Yang Lin screamed in surprise on the side, and couldn't take out a decent spiritual weapon, looking helpless. Feng Ruonan was so angry that he almost scolded, he would be like this after a fight with Fang Yan, it was simply not enough to succeed and more than to lose, and it was impossible to expect this idiot.

Time is getting more and more urgent, Yang Mu may come when he comes, if it is not solved here, he will be in big trouble this time, and he will attack his junior sister, but I am afraid that the master will not spare him. Feng Ruonan's heart became more and more anxious, but Fang Yan's side was immovable, it was impossible to succeed in a short period of time, and it was useless to let him do it in a hurry.

"No matter, today the dialect must die, let me fall into such a situation is all thanks to you, if I don't kill you, what kind of Tao will I cultivate, what kind of pill?" the evil thought fiercely, suddenly took out a black object, and then bit the tip of his tongue, spurting a mouthful of essence blood towards it.

With a soft "buzz", the black object flew into the air, its body gradually becoming larger, emitting black light. I saw that this thing was shaped like a bull's horn, and the runes were faintly visible on the surface, and the form continued to grow larger after reaching the air, making Feng Ruonan's urge more and more difficult.

Even Yang Lin had never seen this treasure of his, and when he felt the strange aura of this object, he couldn't help but blurt out and ask, "Senior Brother Feng, what kind of treasure is this, the power is so strange, can you deal with this kid?"

Feng Ruonan was so angry that he almost ran out, and secretly scolded this person for being stupid, didn't he see that he was so struggling, not to mention helping at the moment, but to distract himself, he must be a little afraid of this thing. This guy had an idea, and said with a strong spirit: "This thing is called the Fall of the Demon Sound, it is a thing that specializes in taking people, and it can only be urged by essence blood, and the junior brother quickly squirts out a mouthful to it, and if it is too late, I am afraid that it will be too late, and we will all plant it if the dialect escapes." ”

Yang Lin was shocked when he heard this, but now he was at a loss, his heart was full of regret and fear, and he couldn't make up his mind for a while when he heard him say this. After a while, Yang Lin was ruthless in his heart, bit the tip of his tongue and forced out a mouthful of essence blood, squirting out towards the growing horn-like object above. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendation and monthly passes, and your support is my biggest motivation. )

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