"What the hell is this! Why is it always different from what I thought!" Shen Lang looked at the fairy sword suspended in front of him, feeling speechless in his heart.
Facing the terrifying palm of the soul-eating old devil, Shen Lang was indeed unable to touch the fairy sword, let alone use the fairy sword. However, the fairy sword spontaneously erupted with thousands of white lights and flames, and its power was extremely frightening.
However, just when Shen Lang thought that the immortal sword was going to show its power this time and cut the old soul-devouring demon half to death with one strike, his immortal sword took him away... and the speed of escape was simply shocking.
Everyone only vaguely saw the white light flashing away, and even a strong man like the Soul-Eating Old Demon did not see Shen Lang's escaping figure clearly.
"Tell me about you. After all, you are also a fairy sword. The master you followed was a god-like existence. He is countless times stronger than some bullshit old demon in the sky and the underworld. If you have the energy to run away, just kill him and that's it.
?" Shen Lang pointed at his fairy sword and kept cursing.
He was very sure that this sword was definitely very powerful. And even if the energy it had previously erupted was not enough to kill the Soul-Eating Demon, it could definitely easily block the Soul-Eating Demon's palm. After all, energy is relative, so
The sudden burst of speed is beyond the reach of even those in the Sky and Underworld Realm! If that power is used in an attack, it will not be weak at all!
But his fairy sword just...
At this time, his fairy sword was still buzzing and trembling violently, like a trembling coward...
"I think it's very powerful!" Hu Xiaomei said: "It's good to be able to escape. Maybe for the fairy sword, escaping is less laborious. Big brother, your strength is too weak, and you can't effectively nurture the fairy sword.
It may be afraid of running out of fairy energy."
Shen Lang nodded, feeling that what Hu Xiaomei said seemed to make sense. Since he obtained the fairy sword, with the increase in cultivation and the slow increase in soul power after taking the Tianling Fruit, it seems that he can slowly nourish the fairy sword.
The effect... It's just that not long ago, his demon bone swallowed the saint's demon blood mark, and he lost his temper. The poor fairy sword seemed to have consumed a lot of energy in order to suppress the demon bone.
"Well, it seems that in the future we not only need to practice harder, but also take more elixirs, spiritual fruits and other supplements." Shen Lang took out a pill and swallowed it, and then as if he was doing his homework, he took ten of them in sequence.
A piece of heavenly spirit fruit.
"There seemed to be a big noise over there just now. I don't know what happened to the other people. How many people died... Chen Pipi and the others are not weak. They should not be slow to escape. They should be fine, right? If they are stupid
If I try my best to find the soul-eating old devil, then my efforts will really be in vain."
Just as he was thinking this in his mind, Shen Lang looked up and saw a woman in a white dress wielding a sword against the bright moonlight background.
"That's... the fairy!" Shen Lang was immediately overjoyed. He could see clearly that the fairy was obviously coming from the direction of Heifeng Village. Doesn't that mean that the fairy had already been to Heifeng Village?
Big news, did the fairy kill the soul-eating old devil? Are everyone else safe?
Later, Shen Lang saw that the fairy's eyes were slightly red, as if she had just cried, and he couldn't help but feel a little shocked.
"She must have thought that I was killed by the old soul-eating demon, so she was sad, right?" Thinking like this, Shen Lang couldn't help but feel a little moved, and at the same time a little proud.
After all, he was a fairy with a high status in Qingyun Mountain and did not eat the fireworks of the world, but she shed tears for a little person like him. How could he be dissatisfied?
Of course, being proud does not mean taking pleasure in one's misfortune, nor does it mean being heartless.
That feeling of pride... Well, it seemed to be a feeling of being valued and cared about by others. This made Shen Lang, who had rarely cared about him for more than ten years, feel a deep bond in his heart.
and concern.
Because he suddenly felt that his life was very important...not only important to himself, but also to others and to the fairy.
"It seems that I have to be more careful about my life in the future!" Shen Lang thought proudly and waved to the fairy who came with the sword.
When Lin Xian'er saw Shen Lang waving below, her originally sad and distressed mood instantly turned into surprise. Without thinking, she dived towards Shen Lang on the ground.
The corners of Shen Lang's mouth gradually turned up, thinking, will the next step be a hug or something?
Shen Lang's fairy sword suddenly trembled violently again, bursting out with thousands of rays of brilliance, hugging Shen Lang and fleeing into the distance. The speed of escape seemed to be even faster than when he faced the palm of the soul-eating old devil.
a bit!
"Damn! She's not an enemy! You're so scared!" Such a strange operation of the fairy sword directly confused Shen Lang.
"Escape?" Lin Xian'er was also confused, and the surprise smile on her face disappeared in an instant.
What is this? She flew under the stars and chased the moon, coming hundreds of miles from the forbidden land of the ancient clan to save Shen Lang, but she arrived a step too late, thinking that her beloved little apprentice had died at the hands of the old soul-eating demon, so
Enduring his grief, he took revenge by killing the soul-eating old devil.
Then she followed the feeling in her heart and jumped off the cliff, looking for Shen Lang with the last glimmer of hope. But Shen Lang, that heartless bastard, actually turned around and ran away when he saw her?
"Shen Lang! Stop! If I don't take care of you today, my surname will no longer be Lin!" Lin Xian'er was so angry that she cursed.
"Misunderstanding! Misunderstanding! I really don't want to run away!" Shen Lang said with a bitter look on his face.
"Then stop!"
"I...can't stand!"
"Okay you! Are you kidding me?"
"I'm really not kidding you!"
"Then stop!"
"I..."
In the biting wind, the conversation became quieter and quieter because the distance between Shen Lang and Lin Xian'er was getting farther and farther.
Shen Lang's fairy sword buzzed and trembled, like a mouse seeing a cat, and he ran away faster and faster, leaving Lin Xian'er behind.
Such a scene once made Shen Lang suspect that when he was in Black Wind Mountain, the reason why the fairy sword took him to escape was not because he was afraid of the old soul-eating demon, but because he was afraid of Lin Xian'er.
But, why is this?
"You're dead this time!" Lin Xian'er was furious. Mingyue Sword seemed to have sensed her emotions, and it suddenly buzzed, speeding up as if out of control, and chased Shen Lang's sword.
..
"What's going on?" Lin Xian'er was a little confused. The Mingyue Sword lost control. This was not the first time today.
Just like that, Shen Lang hugged Hu Xiaomei, wrapped in the fairy sword, and ran wildly thinking about the distance. Lin Xianer controlled the Mingyue Sword, chasing after them. They flew over Lingyin Town and jumped over a
Mountains and long rivers flew out of Qingshui County, as if they were heading to the legendary ends of the world.
Such a scene...
In Qingshui County, a young monk who had devoted himself to practicing for three years and finally gained some knowledge of the practice raised his head and thought to himself, "Three years have passed! I have finally reached the realm of Qi refining! I will also be a monk in the future, and I can finally take a bath."
Those female monks who are like fairies.”
At this moment, Shen Lang held Hu Xiaomei's figure and flew high in the sky towards the full moon in the sky.
"Ah! This is a day like a fairy. Holding a beautiful woman in the sky and watching the moon soaring. This is the day I want!" The little monk looked at Shen Lang's disappearing back with envy on his face.
But just as he had this idea in his mind, he saw another ethereal figure chasing Shen Lang. He could still vaguely hear it, stop! I will chase you to the ends of the earth to clean up your vocabulary...
"Uh! Are you looking for a mistress and your first wife, the fierce wife, discovered it?" The young monk was stunned, and his dream of wandering around the flowers in the practice world was instantly shattered, "Don't mess with me, don't mess with me! Female monks are not easy to mess with.
Powerful female monks are not easy to mess with. It is better to be gentle in the mortal world when looking for a wife..."
After flying for a long time, or perhaps hundreds of miles, Shen Lang's sword seemed a little tired, and finally stopped as if resigned to his fate, and led Shen Lang into the jungle.
Then, Lin Xianer's figure fell, and there was a burst of fists and kicks in the jungle, as well as the man's howling and screaming, which scared away many birds in the forest.
"It's really not my fault! Hey, don't slap me in the face..."