Lu Ran frowned.
Shaked his head.
I cursed in my heart, after all, I still have to waste my time.
Angry, but not corrupted.
Just trying to divide myself into seven pieces.
Let's seize the time to see what's going on over there in Huaihuang.
The other part is to tell Taoist Heitian or the masked man that I, Lu Ran, won this duel.
Afterwards, there may be a battle, someone may die, there may be a miracle, or something may happen that shocks the world.
I will take care of it if I can; if I can't, I will leave.
Because in the end, I want to find Xu Fu completely.
Perhaps, set aside a piece and go find Mandao Yuan.
…
Lu Ran, who had thought about almost everything that could happen, suddenly smiled on his face hidden under his helmet.
Then he stretched out his hands and hugged the big gourd that was speeding towards him.
Let you release smoke, poison, acid, water, and fire, I have them.
If you want to hit me to death, I will hold you tight and release all my strength to the ground.
Then just when you were struggling and unable to move, he clamped you tightly with his feet and freed up his two hands.
Just grab a few random handfuls of paper flowers with both hands in front of you, and you will have a hand full of paper flowers.
Exploding paper flowers.
Finally, stuff these "flowers" one by one into the hollow mouth of the gourd.
One, two, ten, twenty...
Until the two faces on the gourd's belly turned pale with fear and began to beg for mercy.
"Eighty-three." Through the lens of the helmet, Lu Ran looked confused and frowned: "It can't be stuffed anymore."
"Also, why didn't it explode?"
If the three thousand gods in the audience were not disturbed by the unexpected assassination, then everyone should come and see this scene.
Lu Ran spoke lightly, but seemed to follow his words.
Why didn't it explode?
I'll blow it up for you right away.
Bang bang bang bang bang! Bang! Bang!
Bang——
At first, there was just a crack exploding on the gourd, and a hundred thousand colors of brilliance emerged from the crack.
Then Lu Ran used his strange power to throw the gourd over the hall.
There was a loud noise, and a hundred thousand brilliance exploded together.
It was as if hundreds of millions of fireworks were set off in this palace.
When the fireworks encountered the paper flowers invading from outside, they were like swarms of bees and ants, adding fuel to the fire and immediately causing bigger and more explosions.
Big explosions that rise and fall like a rising tide.
This is a super big explosion that even the heavenly kings and gods have never seen before.
The explosion caused the Wanhuan Tower to begin to shake.
The Huantian Temple, which was blessed by Tianzun himself, was blown up and missing a corner.
In the thick smoke of various colors, there were occasional flashes of light, chasing the two lights, one red and one yellow, of Lai Pa'er's master and disciple, and flew to the bliss.
Lu Ran, after confirming that his opponent was indeed dead, stepped out of the lotus platform and walked slowly toward the center of the hall, where the smoke was the deepest and thickest, where the leader's throne was.
…
The huge explosion made Xu Fu, who was heading north all the way, look back in the red mist.
Not only the ninety-first floor, but also the entire Wanhuan Tower was on fire, with billowing black smoke emitting from the constant collision of paper flowers.
Not only Wanhuan Tower, but also the entire sky above Jueying City, paper flowers like snowflakes were flying.
Xu Fu picked up a flower at random and recognized the style of the flower. She had seen it in the immortal's secret chamber.
She finally realized that this might not be an accident, but a surprise attack that had been planned for a long time.
Are these immortals out for revenge? Or for ideals? Or revenge for an ideal?
Xu Fu is still too young and doesn't want to delve into it, or even care too much.
At this time, there was only one thought in her mind, and only one person.
So she rubbed her eyes, determined never to look back.
Since Lu Ran asked her to wait at the old place, then she would wait at the old place.
Soon, she flew across the Immortal Land and came to the giant statue of her biological mother.
He clasped his hands together and was about to lower his eyes, not looking at the low-pressing shadow of the black clouds high in the sky.
A small golden moth that should not have appeared here and now quietly landed on her shoulder.
"Fu'er, don't be afraid."
A kind and familiar voice sounded in my ears.
Then the man appeared.
Xu Fu faced north and did not look back. She just saw a huge golden ring falling from the sky above the black clouds on the right side, hovering slowly like a huge eye.
After a shock blow, Xu Fu's body softened. A familiar fear and fear surged out from nowhere in her body, and then began to swim up and down her body, and soon took control of her whole body.
Xu Fu's body became softer and softer. She first lay down, and then simply collapsed on the ground. She completely lost any of the fairy's reserve and grace, and buried her head in the ground, leaving only her fiery red hair exposed.
The man in the golden robe originally had the most energetic face in the world, but at this moment his face suddenly darkened.
"Xiao Yuanzi, you never thought that our daughter would be so timid."
He took a step forward, stretched out a big hand, gently pushed Xu Fu's hair aside, and rubbed the back of her neck.
Fairy Yufu buried her head even lower, even sobbing silently, but did not dare to make any sound.
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East of Jueying City.
Under the huge golden ring that suddenly dropped from the sky, there was a handsome man walking silently towards Euchang Street.
The chaotic streets that used to be bustling with activity are now closed, with doors and windows closed and no one on the streets.
However, what is even more strange is that this man descended from the golden ring, almost naked, and his whole body was naked.
Only the abdomen seemed to have a golden mirror hanging on it, and the palms and soles of the feet were decorated with gold foil-like decorations.
He just walked on the street like no one else, swinging his waist-length flowing blond hair. He seemed to pause every two steps to sort out the "crown" on his head that didn't actually exist, and the things that didn't exist on his body. Non-existent "clothes" and "treasure belts", and at the same time chatting with "non-existent people" around you.
His target was originally Yangxin Palace.
The paper flowers that continuously attacked Wanhuan Tower flew out from it.
Now he stopped.
Because he saw real people at the end of this avenue.
Not just one, but a full thirty-seven.
Zheng Zhi, director of the Jueying City Public Security Bureau, and his thirty-six subordinates.
The man came closer, touched his non-existent beard on his chin, and asked, "Why are you the only one?"
Zheng Zhi did not answer, but instead said with a righteous face: "The criminal Ye Huan, Huanjiao Phantom Heavenly Lord, you are suspected of using magical magic weapons in the downtown area and committing obscene and immoral things in public places. Can you admit that you have done so?" About this?"
"So you know who I am." The man chuckled and pulled out a non-existent sword from his waist.
