Chapter 400 Wanyun Young Lord (14) Divine consciousness does not know the king

Bai Juan believed in himself, and that was because he had divine contact with Mo Ye (Fan Yan), and this divine sense contact was more real than the telepathy of the heart, just like two souls looking at each other and two shadows shaking hands. So Bai Juan believes in himself.

Zhang Jing didn't dare to be careless, watching Bai Juan refine the Isolation Shield, and after letting go of the Divine Sense to attack a few times, he had a bottom in his heart, and then followed Bai Juan to the City Lord's Mansion.

Cheng Chuan waited for two days. I have no bottom in my heart, and I heard that Bai Juan Shao is refining secrets, so I have to wait a little longer. There is also a reason why Cheng Chuan did not report to the Holy City. The Holy City is too far away, such a trivial matter will be reported to the Holy City, and the Holy City has rushed here from hundreds of millions of miles away, and the Holy Prisoner doesn't know where to go.

The problem now is that I don't know where the Holy Prisoner is, as long as the shadow is caught, Fa-rectification is not a problem. Zeng Cheng cultivated saints to count in 10,000, and it was still the small Zeng Town of the year.

Cheng Chuan pinned his hopes on Bai Juan. She doesn't have to work hard, as long as she can lock her divine sense and find someone. It's just that Cheng Chuan didn't expect that Bai Juan also wanted to find someone, but the two of them had different purposes.

"Young Master Bai, you're ready, let's go now." Cheng Chuan asked anxiously. Two days passed. Whether the holy prisoner was in the city or fled is unknown. I hope I ran away. Cheng Chuan had such a thought in his heart.

In the sky of Zengcheng, there was not a trace of clouds, a round of scorching sun was buckled over the city, there was no wind at all, and the trees and flowers were listless, lazily hanging leaves.

In front of the Insect Book Library, thousands of law enforcers with powerful divine consciousness in Zeng City have been concentrated. Circles around the library. This is a silent confrontation with evil, and the purpose is to finish the book in the face of powerful opponents and publicize the history of Zengcheng, which is the purpose of the struggle. No one knows where the opponent is attacking. This is the only way to keep the consciousness in all directions.

Cheng Chuan was also afraid! Although Bai Juan was asked to come out to find the holy criminal, there was no problem. If something goes wrong, talk about yourself, and Zeng Cheng may cause trouble.

"Young Master Bai, you can see that I am still satisfied with the deployment outside." Cheng Chuan asked.

"City Lord Cheng. Let the listeners come in." After speaking, Bai Juan walked towards the lawn in the center, and let go of the isolation shield first. Then, as if nothing happened, he released his divine sense and traveled to Zeng City. An inch, a foot, and a zhang enveloped the entire Zeng City. As long as that wisp of consciousness shows its head. Bai Juan can find out.

Bai Juan's eyes are very beautiful, and it seems that they have been specially retouched today. The long eyelashes are long and curled, the double eyelids that blink slightly, and the big eyes that are shining proudly raise their heads, slightly fascinated by those beautiful eyes. A ray of wind and charm flew through the light mask to the hustle and bustle of the market.

On the street of Zengcheng, Fan Yan (Mo Ye) walked slowly, without taking Yu Ying and the others, walking leisurely alone, and when he passed by the Insect Library, he glanced at it intentionally or unintentionally.

The moment he retracted his gaze, his dark and deep ice eyes became gloomy. A sneer appeared on the evil and handsome face. With a chill and a smile, the saint in front of the Insect Library was startled, retracted his consciousness from afar, and scanned the flow of people coming and going in panic.

"Does Senior Brother feel it?" a saint asked in a low voice.

"I feel it. It's close, but it's too fast, and it's fleeting."

"I reckon he was the saint who saw so many of us. scared away". The priest then whispered.

"It's better not to run, or we'll have to stand here every day." The senior brother smiled wryly.

Fan Yan opened the skull fan with a bang. Gently swinging the hot air waves, the vertical soft black hair, flying diagonally in the light fan fan, looks elegant, cold and arrogant, wild, and evil.

Fan Yan was not in a hurry to meet Bai Juan in the past two days, and was thinking about how to meet Bai Juan in the most decent. Because I didn't think about it and didn't find an opportunity, I kept postponing the time to meet.

That day, when Bai Juan's divine consciousness chased and killed, he knew that it was Bai Juan's divine sense, but he didn't want Bai Juan to find himself, because he took it away, Bai Juan didn't know about it, and Fan Yan was planning a beautiful encounter.

The encounter he hoped would make Bai Juan unforgettable and unforgettable, and only in this way could he capture the heart of this beautiful woman.

Therefore, Fan Yan kept making killings, causing Bai Juan to pay attention to him. In the past two days, Fan Yan has exhausted all methods, and he does not hesitate to exchange Gongfei's body for the information he wants most.

Fan Yan's efforts were not in vain, and he finally got the news he wanted most. It's just that this news is a little strange, it was not obtained from the City Lord's Mansion, nor did it come from the people around Bai Juan, just when Fan Yan was annoyed by accompanying his wife and breaking his army, someone did send the news inexplicably. But Yu Ying heard it from the street inadvertently. "It is said that Bai Juan has promised Zeng Cheng to help capture the holy criminal"

Although Fan Yan couldn't cry or laugh, he still implemented his plan according to his plan. Every day, Fan Yan walked in front of the Insect Library, waiting for Bai Juan to appear.

Today the opportunity has finally arrived. With a nervous heart, Fan Yan walked into the distance. The fans trembled a little. The handsome face was less indifferent, but a little more excited and rosy in that sneer.

It is really rare that such a wild, wild, unrestrained, domineering, indifferent and ruthless saint can be excited for a saint like this, it seems incomprehensible, is this the power of love, can erase all ugliness, and give humble, bloody souls can also feel a trace of love warmth.

Fan Yan did not stay in the city, but went outside the city. Gently shaking the fan, reverie about the beautiful encounter that is coming.

After leaving the city, Fan Yan's sharp black eyes glanced back evilly, the staggered and crisscrossed divine consciousness network here was already weak, Fan Yan pursed his lips thinly and lightly, and let out a contemptuous smile. The dodge is gone.

Xiaolan Mountain, still hazy shrouded in a layer of light veil, the shadow is sufficient, in the misty clouds and smoke flickering far and near, if you are about to leave, although the mountain is not majestic, but the ancient trees are upright, the grass is verdant, the mountain breeze blows, the fragrance of flowers is overflowing, the fragrance is fragrant, refreshing.

Fan Yan stopped at the foot of Xiaolan Mountain, looked at this inconspicuous small mountain, and had an inexplicable feeling in his heart, he couldn't tell what he was doing, and in the dark, it seemed that someone told Fan Yan to come here.

Fan Yan didn't think much of it. Flew into Xiaolan Mountain, came to a cave deep in the dense forest, and walked in without thinking. It was as if this was my home, very familiar, every tree, every grass, every flower. Fan Yan seems to know them all.

After taking two steps, Fan Yan stopped. Turned around and returned to the entrance of the cave. He sat cross-legged on a grassy spot at the entrance of the cave. Raised his eyes and glanced in the direction of Zeng Cheng in the distance.

In the Zengcheng Insect Library, the faces of all the saints showed impatience, and the book had already started. The long-awaited attack of the Divine Consciousness did not come, and all the Divine Consciousness with emotions kept stringing together in the sky above Zeng City. What was previously an orderly preparation turned into an irregular collision. Fortunately, every wisp of divine consciousness is so familiar, otherwise an inevitable divine consciousness melee may be staged here.

Suddenly, a cold current approached step by step, and suddenly a whistling cold wind blew, roaring furiously, making all the divine consciousness tremble, like leaves on a bare branch, trembling, letting out bursts of sad sighs, panting tiredly, under the unscrupulous slashing of the cold and fierce wind, all scattered, wailing, and collapsed.

Outside the Insect Library, in a certain direction, dozens of saints were instantly demented, one by one in the cold air, blowing frightened and chilling, and their souls were scattered. The devil's claws gripped the throat of each saint priest tightly, without force, but already suffocating the flowing aura. I blushed, my eyes widened, and my heart trembled.

Then a black-shaped insect shadow flew into the air, and the black light waving in his hand was full of boundless coldness. Under the cold light of the black mang, the scorching sky above the insect library with the poisonous light was formed, and when the black mang flew in, the fog swallowed the museum, swallowed the people, and swallowed the black shadow.

In the Insect Library, Bai Juan sat on the lawn in the center of the bookstore with his eyes closed. Except for Bai Juan on the lawn, there were no sages who listened to books at all.

A beautiful face split into two in Bai Juan's mind, disappeared in a flash, and then, a fair-skinned, almost transparent phantom loomed into the sky. Dressed in a white battle armor, with a slender waist and a slight step, it seems that it still exudes the innate body fragrance of a woman. With a flick of his wrist, a red light instantly penetrated the light shield and greeted the flying black light.

Bai Juan opened his eyes violently, and didn't pay any more attention to the black light that flew in. stood up and straightened her hair between her sideburns, "...... in the southeast outside the city."

Suddenly, Bai Juan's voice stopped. The arrogant posture stiffened, his expression became cold and indifferent, and he released two shields in a row.

I saw that the phantom of the form that Bai Juan's divine consciousness had turned into was ruthlessly cut open from head to toe by a black sword, and with a sad scream, it disappeared without a trace.

The black mang, sharpening the wind bones, was cold and cold like ice and snow, and ruthlessly slashed onto the shield of separation.

"Two hundred and fifty ......". When Bai Juan released the shield of separation, he said three words, and he heard that the shield was like a layer of glass, crackling and shattering into ice crystals, like snowflakes flying in the sky, shooting away in the tyranny of the roaring wind.

Whoosh, a purple light flew out from the depths of Bai Juan's mind, instantly engulfing the unstoppable, bloody and boundless black light, and an elastic light and shadow silently penetrated the light mask, shattering the fleeing black insect shadow with one blow.

The purple light flew back to the moment, and Bai Juan took a step back violently, and his fiery heart was sprinkled with a layer of ice. The frozen bursts of pain, with the shattering of the black insect shadow, also shattered, shattered into a little tear, gushing out, turning into a ray of sad eyes, hazy and crystalline, with endless pain, looking at the distant sky.

At the other end of the sky, at the entrance of a cave in Xiaolan Mountain, Fan Yan exclaimed, hugged his head violently with both hands, his body fell to the side, and his whole body curled up together in convulsions. It kept rolling, and there were bursts of roars from its mouths, roars like lions, and the buzzing sound of the shaking cave. It looks like it's collapsing. (To be continued......)