"Wow ah ah -"
Lu Ran roared at the top of his lungs. Even though it was piercing and piercing, it was nothing new for the group of immortals in front of him.
Each of them is a true immortal with a thousand years of cultivation or above, just a collapsed mortal. Who has not seen a few of them?
Especially the Taoist Lord Yang Sanlang, who no one knows about the depth of his cultivation, has long lived with the world and the sun and the moon.
Not to mention mortals, there are countless immortals who have collapsed in front of him in the past.
Some people even shed tears from their noses and peed their noses to tears.
Some people even twisted off their heads while holding their liver sausages.
So Yang Sanlang's first reaction when he saw the scene of life and death before him was a little disappointed.
What bullshit "destined person".
But he's just another weakling who can lose his soul after being frightened.
But he's just a loser who can't afford to fall apart as soon as he starts playing.
Far less fun than one ten thousandth of Huaihuang.
Not even as interesting as Zhong Wuqi's one hundred thousandth.
Raising his hand, he decided to let Lu Ran die. Xu Fu was his daughter after all. If he thought of the Angry Fire Fairy again in the future, she would still be useful.
Yang Sanlang twisted the Wanxian mudra with two fingers, a "wonderful secret" and a positive secret.
Who said that the secret of righteousness cannot kill people?
Wanxian means doing whatever you want, doing whatever you want.
The only question is how Lu Ran died, and how he died, so that he could leave the most unforgettable and shocking scene in Xu Fu's heart.
Yang Sanlang pondered for a moment, and his movements slowed down for a moment.
"Wow ah ah -"
Another scream passed his ears, Lu Ran lowered his head again, then raised his head, but his eyes suddenly changed.
Fire suddenly lit up in his eyes.
It’s not real fire, it’s not the fire of anger, it’s not the fire of anger.
That is the fire of the sun.
Yang Sanlang's three-color pupils turned rapidly, which reminded him of some more distant past events.
But at this time, Lu Ran suddenly launched at a speed that he couldn't stop.
The blood of Qingwu.
With lightning speed, the sea of fire was instantly separated.
Separate everything in front of you, even the void.
But he didn't attack Yang Sanlang, nor did he rush to protect Xu Fu.
This drop of blood shot directly towards Qianshui Zhenjun Xie Mian, who was under the teaching master!
No one could have imagined that this would be the case, and Xie Mian himself was caught off guard. He said "ah" and lowered his head to glance at his chest.
A drop of blood fell on his chest, instantly burning a hole as big as the mouth of a bowl.
Xie Mian subconsciously reached out to cover it.
But where can I still cover it up?
The blood of Qingwu was not only on his chest, but also broke through his chest, burning a hole in his chest.
Lu Ran didn't know what was in Xie Mian's body.
But the scene before him was indeed as smooth as Lu Ran expected.
Qian Shui Zhenjun, Qian Shui Xie Mian, began to leak.
It was like the vast ocean was overturned at once, first submerging the collapsed platform, and then the water was everywhere.
The water did not flow randomly, but followed Lu Ran's silent words and flowed to Xu Fu along the pipes laid by Qingwu's blood.
Water gathered water, protected water, united water, turned into a giant beast, and even washed away the golden snake entrenched on Xu Fu's body.
Then the water rises from the ground, hugs each other closely, gathers and forms, and finally grows endlessly, turning into an airtight wall of water on all sides.
A small one just stood in the fire.
The fire is not extinguished, and the water is not extinguished. I can only see the golden snake walking up and down outside the water prison, and cannot get in at all.
This plan worked.
Lu Ran let out a long breath and went to look at Xie Mian again. Although the big hole in his chest had been patched up, it was barely closed. He had lost an unknown amount of immortal power in one fell swoop. He could no longer care about his face and etiquette, so he meditated on the spot and adjusted himself. Get angry.
The rest of the people, such as Taoist Heitian, finally no longer looked numb, and there was a faint look of surprise in their eyes.
The happiest person was Yang Sanlang. Although the flame in Lu Ran's eyes was extinguished at this time, another fire in his heart that had been extinguished for countless years was rekindled.
Lu Ran used the blood of Qingwu to borrow the blood of True Lord Qianshui. This was a great initiative that even he had never thought of.
And he actually used the temporarily borrowed water and immortal power to create an almost complete replica.
The "miracle" that stretches thousands of miles, the most majestic and solid prison in the world, something that even I can't shake, was almost perfectly recreated by this kid in the blink of an eye.
It's just a little smaller in scale.
But the control over water, the softness and hardness of water, and the mysterious immortal aura are almost the same as the original body above Erhai.
What kind of observation and spirituality does this require?
How much luck does this require that is hard to find and cannot be captured?
What if the power he borrowed did not come from Xie Mian, but from me, Yang Sanlang? Is that real or can it be broken?
Can I go one step further than perfect immortality?
Yang Sanlang felt that he was a little shaken again, but then he thought, such a person is indeed dangerous, so it is better not to cause trouble.
Have you done too many stupid things just because of a whim?
Besides, now that his words have been spoken, only one of Lu Ran and Xu Fu can survive today.
Who lives and who dies depends on the sky.
Maybe, there is no need to look at the sky.
Seeing that Xu Fu was temporarily out of danger, Lu Ran looked happy and said to Yang Sanlang: "It seems that Xu Fu will die, so I will be the only one to die."
He spread his arms and smiled a peaceful smile from the bottom of his heart.
"I've already made my choice, please be happy too!"
He knew that Xu Fu was surrounded by heavy water curtains and could not see or hear the scene, so he no longer had any worries and let go of his worries.
He felt that he could also do those three words.
No regrets.
Today, I, Lu Ran, will be with Huaihuang, many immortals, the Angry Fire Fairy, and Master Wu Qi.
They were buried together in Jueying City.
Compared to being buried in the belly of a fish two years ago, or dying repeatedly in a dark place, it seems to be not bad.
Lu Ran closed his eyes.
Yang Sanlang was suddenly furious, and he changed his mind again, because he hated Lu Ran's expression at this time. It didn't matter whether you called him righteous or awe-inspiring, or whether you told him to regard death as home, it was extremely annoying.
It is a feeling that can blind one's eyes and burn one's heart.
A feeling of light.
Four colored pupils appeared simultaneously in Yang Sanlang's eyes, with gold, red, blue and silver flipping up and down, gradually forming two rapidly rotating rings.
He blinked his left eye, and a four-color aurora shot out from it, piercing through the building that Lu Ran had worked so hard to build. The water flow was exhausted, and the golden snake that had been waiting around him immediately stepped forward and surrounded Xu Fu again. Down.
Before Lu Ran could be shocked, he saw Yang Sanlang blinking his right eye again, and another four-color aurora had arrived in front of him.
Lu Ran felt his eyes blurred, his feet slipped, and his body seemed to be broken.
He fell into a fire, and then discovered that the fire turned into countless fires.
Gold red blue silver fire.
"You only know that there are more cruel prisons in this world, but you know that there are more cruel prisons in this world, which is this in my eyes. Lu Ran, you will be burned to death by fire, you will be irradiated to death, and you will be melted to death by heat. .I will fulfill your wish without regret."
Yang Sanlang turned around, raised his hand to the sky, and snapped his fingers again.
"Let's go back."
The handsome man was stunned for a moment when he heard the snap of his fingers, and then let out a long sigh.
After that, he slowly took out the non-existent sword.
High in the sky, the black clouds expanded more and more, and countless golden lights emerged from them, as if light was about to return to the world.
But that's not the case. These golden lights are exactly the golden rings that fell to the ground and destroyed everything.
Even Lu Ran, who was in the formation at this time, saw countless golden rings like a rain of golden light.
Complete destruction and utter annihilation fell together.
The whole world seemed to have returned to eternal silence.
Twenty-five million or more people were hidden in this silent darkness.
Only what is higher in the sky will continue to rotate here.
Yang Sanlang finally regained his unique smiling face with satisfaction, shook his golden robe, turned around and turned into a golden light, drifting away.
The golden snake picked up Xu Fu, turned into a golden light, and chased after her.
The group of people showed their magical powers, and the ten-colored brilliance dispersed, and they quickly became birds and beasts.
There is nothing left in the entire Jueying City.
Perhaps, only fire is left.
There are two people still alive, quietly watching all this happen.
The handsome Phantom Heavenly Lord Ye Huan is waiting for the fire to burn it all.
Lu Ran was waiting to be killed by four angry rays.
Lu Ran knew that he had lost everything and had no need to have everything anymore.
He found something familiar.
He began to do what he had done countless times in the past when he "died" unpleasantly.
He sings.
That was a nursery rhyme that his grandfather often sang to him at sunset when he was a child:
Red clouds...red sunset
The little red girl... met a boy doll
The boy's face...the little girl's hands
Red morning glow…red Charia
red hair... red fruit
Flowers from the male doll...give them to the female doll to eat
The dream of a female doll...the tears of a male doll...
As he sang, Lu Ran felt a little tired. He stretched out his hand to rub his eyes, and a tear slipped to the ground along his hand for some reason.
Snap.
Tears fell into the light and broke.
Broken into countless pieces.
Suddenly the world was spinning.
Tears are also reversed.
The broken tears broke into countless pieces.
Countless pieces of tears fell again and were broken again.
Fall again, break again.
Tears flowed up and down in the four rays of light, topsy-turvy, twisting and turning, and shattered into countless more pieces.
A heavy rain fell just like this.
