This assassination directly turned Luo Yun into Yang Guo.
"Mu Qingluan, you are courting death!!!"
In the next instant, the sky-shattering anger erupted from Luo Yun's back.
The maiden of Fuyao raised her willow arms, and an extremely weird magic weapon emerged, releasing powerful soul power, and firmly protecting Luo Yun inside.
It was a white right arm bone.
Although its owner has long since died, there are still bursts of terrifying coercion released from the arm bone.
"Aoki Divine Art!"
"Wanmu pierces the heart!!!"
The Fuyao saint screamed piercingly. In an instant, within a radius of ten miles, countless sharp vines grew out and surrounded Mu Qingluan overwhelmingly.
"Luo Yuan!"
"You dishonest villain, this hatred will never end!"
Mu Qingluan put down a harsh word, immediately took out a treasure talisman and burned it, and escaped away with his strength.
Ten thousand vines pierced the ground, but failed to capture the enemy.
"Mu Qingluan, aren't you going to kill me? Don't run away!"
"Stop!!"
The maiden Fuyao was furious and wanted to chase after her.
"Ah Ping, the poor don't chase after me!"
Luo Yun finally yelled those two words, his voice showing a trace of weakness.
""
The maiden Fuyao trembled violently, turned around, and took off her mask.
In an instant, a magnificent face appeared in front of Luo Yun.
With laughter and tears.
Although the familiar facial features and familiar eyes have become more noble and mature, the outline is still there. Luo Yun can finally be sure that Fuyao, the Kunlun saint, is his Aping!
His Luo Yinping!
"Master."
Luo Yinping also finally shouted these two words, and tears fell like rain.
Her pink skirt fluttered in front of Luo Yun, bent her knees, and knelt down, "Master, how are you I'm sorry! I'm still still so useless"
The slender nails pierced into the palm, overflowing with self-blame.
Ying tears gushed out uncontrollably.
"Ah Ping."
Luo Yun caressed her face, first staring at her for a while.
Then, the woman's waterfall-like black hair brought a smile to his pale face: "Ping, your hair has grown so long."
"do not talk!!"
"Hurry up and eat the elixir, you are not allowed to die!!!"
Luo Yinping broke the defense on the spot and cried loudly regardless of his image.
""
"No¡¡"
"No, who said I was going to die?"
Luo Yun reluctantly got up from the ground, grinning in pain.
He glanced at his bloody right arm, "It's just such a small injury, I can recover now."
"What?"
Luo Yinping couldn't believe it.
How mysterious is the structure of the physical body, how can it be easily restored?
"Look!"
Luo Yun activated the undead pattern, and black spider web-like tattoos spread out.
After five or six breaths, there was only a sound of "àÛàÍ!", and the smashed right arm just grew out!
The newborn skin is pink, with fluid flowing across it.
Luo Yun clenched his fists, and since there was no serious problem, he also put away the yellow scarf wrestlers.
"Amazing¡¡"
Luo Yinping's beautiful eyes widened, "What kind of Taoism is this?"
"This is not something Taoism can do, it's supernatural powers hiss uh"
Luo Yun consumed too much, became dizzy for a while, and almost fell to the ground.
Fortunately, Luo Yinping hurried up to support him.
The place where the two skins met was like an electric shock, and a strange tingling feeling flowed through the whole body, making the atmosphere even more charming.
"Master, you take the elixir first, this is a fourth-grade treasure elixir."
Luo Yinping didn't think too much, and urged.
"No need."
Luo Yun took out a handful of soul crystals, quickly crushed them, and absorbed the soul power.
However, seeing the resentful look in Luo Yinping's eyes, he still took the two pills, and the effectwas much worse than the Great Huitian Pill and the Great Huichun Pill.
"Ping, you have become more beautiful and stronger."
"What the hell is thiswhat's going on? "
"How did you become the saint of Kunlun Sect?"
After Luo Yun recovered, he looked directly at Luo Yinping, actually feeling a little unreal in his heart.
It's a really good feeling to meet familiar family members in a foreign land.
But as soon as he mentioned the Kunlun sect saint, he immediately thought of something, and his whole body seemed to wither, becoming extremely lost and decadent.
"I¡¡"
Luo Yinping smiled, just about to say, but saw Luo Yun's appearance, "Master, what's wrong with you? Is there any discomfort? We can find a place first"
"Oh, let's go first."
Luo Yun sighed heavily, feeling annoyed and aggrieved, so angry that he wanted to kill someone.
He had heard it said.
The sons and daughters of the Kunlun Immortal Sect must become Taoist couples, and they must practice both.
Reminiscent of Ah Ping suddenly becoming so strong, it must bethe one who hasgive it to the grandsonthat beast
"Damn it"
"Why is this happening!"
"Zhe Xingsun! I will kill you! I will kill you alive!!"
Flying all the way to Juxian City, Luo Yun greeted all nineteen generations of Zhe Xing's grandson in his heart, and his mouth full of teeth was about to be crushed.
Luo Yinping followed him, not daring to ask.
"Um?"
"The chief disciples of the four sects!"
When Luo Yun returned to Juxian City, he came to pick up the father and daughter of the Xue family, but when his soul consciousness was swept away, he immediately found Zhu Wujie from the Wildfire Sect.
Exactly!
He was so full of anger that he had nowhere to vent his anger!
"Zhu Wujie! Didn't you say that I, Luo Yuan, have a false name?"
"Also said that I have become a useless person!"
"Come on, I'll show you my trick!"
An angry shout fell from the sky.
On the main street of Juxian City.
Zhu Wujie was so frightened that he knelt down on the ground, his lips turned black and purple, "Luo XiakuiII don't know Taishan with my eyes, please forgive me!"
"What the hell are you talking about?"
"Come!"
"Within one move, if your martial arts are not abolished, I, Luo Yuan, will commit suicide on the spot!"
Luo Yun fell to the ground and walked towards Zhu Wujie step by step.
The shops along the way were so frightened that they closed their doors one after another, and the pedestrians retreated with panic in their eyes.
"It's over, Xia Kui lost his temper."
"Zhu Wujie is dead."
"Let him pretend! He's been thinking about becoming famous all day long, so let's do it now! I'm going to lose my life!"
"Xia Kui even slaughtered the legendary Taoist Huolong, even ten Zhu Wujies would not be able to make a move in his hands"
"Hey, find someone to inform the Wildfire Cult and buy a coffin."
"What date is the dinner?"
Thousands of monks, watching this scene nearby, shook their heads secretly.
As the saying goes, if you don't work, you won't die.
"Hero!"
At this time, with a stream of light, Wen Lan flew down in front of Luo Yun.
She directly half-kneeled on the ground, clasped her fists and said anxiously: "Xiakui! Please listen to me!"
"If you don't listen, get out!"
With a wave of Luo Yun's sleeve, Wen Lan was pushed out by a gust of wind, staggered back a few hundred steps, and finally crashed into an inn and disappeared.
"Shua!"
On the main street of Juxian City, a black lightning flashed!
That was Luo Yun running.
Without any fancy Taoism, and without mobilizing true energy and soul power, he punched Zhu Wujie with only brute force and the most primitive moves.
"Boom!!"
"Crack, click, click"
Zhu Wujie's bones shattered, he flipped in the air, spurted blood in a spiral, and finally smashed dozens of houses, and fell into the ruins, not knowing whether he was dead or alive. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com