Wanqing turned around, pulled out a pipa from behind, and plucked the strings of the pipa. There was an indistinct wave of air swaying in the air. Wherever the air wave passed, the sound of air explosions continued.
Wuxiao Tianxuan flew up, and with a flash of his body, he easily avoided the fluctuating air waves, and then landed steadily and said: "If you want to hurt me with such a small trick, you are really underestimating my strength!" After that!
, slashed out with a sword.
The sword penetrated the rainbow, and there was a shadow of the sword. The pipa in Wanqing's hand was broken into two pieces. If Wanqing didn't dodge, she might have lost her life. Lang Shuoyang watched in the dark, feeling very anxious. He didn't know whether he should help Wanqing or not.
.
Wu Xiaotian waved his sword, and thousands of sword shadows attacked Wanqing, making Wanqing unable to distinguish between true and false. She only heard a scream of "ah", and Wanqing fell to the ground, and a figure appeared on her shoulder.
Blood hole.
Wanqing was about to struggle to get up, but the tip of Fei Xiaotian's sword was already pointed at her neck, and he said bitterly: "Hurry up and hand over the Thousand Demons Jade Slip, otherwise I will kill you. You know how hard it is for me to kill you now."
It’s easy.”
Wanqing glanced at Wuxiaotian and slowly closed her eyes. She was determined to die.
Just when Wo Xiaotian was about to take action, Lang Shuoyang suddenly appeared. Wo Xiaotian had already known that there was someone nearby, but he did not expect that this person was Lang Shuoyang.
In Fo Xiaotian's eyes, Lang Shuoyang was just a little Taoist priest who didn't understand Taoism, so there was no need to be wary.
"She can't be killed!" Lang Shuoyang said calmly, looking at Fei Xiaotian's ferocious face.
Wei Xiaotian said disdainfully: "Why can't I kill her? She is just an ordinary monster. I can kill her if I want. You don't have to worry about her."
"If you kill her, you will never get the Thousand Demons Jade Slip." Lang Shuoyang said.
"How did you, a little Taoist priest, know about the Thousand Demons Jade Slip?" Wei Xiaotian seemed to be surprised. Wei Xiaotian suddenly turned around and pointed the sword at Lang Shuoyang: "I don't have to kill her, but I have to kill you first.
I want the Holy Fire Pill you swallowed."
Lang Shuoyang complained secretly. He originally wanted to save Wanqing, but now he was trapped.
"With your magic power, you can't suck the Holy Fire Pill out of my body." Lang Shuoyang laughed.
"But I have a sword. I can use the sword to dissect you first, and then take out the Red Flame Pill. Do you think my method is good?" Wei Xiaotian said while moving the tip of the sword downwards.
Lang Shuoyang forced himself to calm down and said, "Okay, I'll just let you do the dissection, but I want to show you something before I die."
"What?" Wei Xiaotian was a little curious.
Lang Shuoyang said: "Actually, there is nothing good. What I want to show you is just a magic weapon."
After saying that, he took out the magic weapon Life and Death Formula from his pocket and shined the Death Formula towards the Heavenly Deity.
For a moment, Wei Xiaotian was curious about what kind of magic weapon it was. How could it have the lethality to protect against life and death. He saw a flash of golden light, and Wei Xiaotian's sword fell to the ground with a "thud". Wei Xiaotian covered his eyes with his hands and said, "Oh,
my eyes."
Lang Shuoyang stepped forward and helped Qiyun up and said, "Come on, let's run away!" Although Qiyun was injured, she could barely walk, and the two quickly fled down the mountain.
They only heard Wu Xiaotian scolding behind them: "Little Taoist priest, I won't let you go. We'll see."
After walking for a while, Lang Shuoyang stopped and said to Qiyun: "That Wei Xiaotian's eye was injured. He probably won't be able to catch up for a while. Let's take a rest first."
Wanqing pulled Lang Shuoyang and said: "Whixiaotian will catch up soon, we'd better leave quickly!"
As soon as Wanqing finished speaking, she felt a pain in her chest, and a mouthful of turbid blood poured out of her mouth.
"Your injury is very serious. Sit down quickly and I will heal your injuries." Lang Shuoyang said and took out the magic weapon Life and Death Formula from his pocket.
Wanqing took a look and frowned: "This magic weapon is the weapon you used to hurt Fei Xiaotian just now?"
Lang Shuoyang smiled and said: "My magic weapon is called the Life and Death Fang. It is very magical. It is divided into two sides: life and death. One side can be used as a killing weapon to destroy all things, and the other side can be used to heal wounds and bring all things back to life."
"Master, be careful, don't reveal too many secrets about me to this goblin." The voice between life and death said.
Lang Shuoyang just became alert. He stood up, raised the life and death formula, and shone his face at Wanqing. He saw a beam of melting white light shining on Wanqing. Wanqing felt as if the breeze was bathing her face and the sun was bathing her body.
The injury has slowly recovered.
Suddenly, the white light disappeared. When Lang Shuoyang looked at it again, the entire magic weapon became even dimmer in the night.
"Master, I have no spiritual power anymore. Use me when you have enough spiritual power!" said the message from the life and death party.
Lang Shuoyang has been in Xianyun Mountain for so many years, so of course he knows what spiritual power is. Anyone who cultivates the truth will first collect the Qi and refine the body, and then he can breathe it out and condense the True Qi. Cultivators who have magic weapons can directly store the True Qi.
Within the magic weapon, spiritual power is formed.
Lang Shuoyang thought that if there was no spiritual power, the magic weapon in his hand would be a piece of waste. If the devil came after him, he would not know how to resist it.
"Lang Shuoyang, it was my fault that I locked you up in the bamboo house that day, but all of this was ordered by God." Wanqing apologized to Lang Shuoyang.
"Then why does Bixiaotian hunt you down?" Lang Shuoyang looked at Wanqing and asked.
"My sister Wanrou and I were originally little demons under the sect of Woxiaotian. Woxiaotian always wanted to find the Holy Fire Pill, open the demon refining furnace of the ancient world, and improve his strength. But later he found that the Holy Fire Pill was in your body, so he sent
My sister and I came to seduce you and then kill you. When you woke up that morning, did you find that your clothes were messy? In fact, nothing happened between you and me. I was just looking for the Holy Fire Pill." Wanqing told the truth.
"But why are you showing mercy to me?" Lang Shuoyang was very puzzled.
"Because my sister and I don't have enough magic power, the Holy Fire Pill in your body has a huge resistance, so it can't kill you." Wanqing said.
"But I don't understand why Biao Xiaotian wants to hunt you down again?" Lang Shuoyang asked again.
"Just because I stole his Thousand Demons Jade Slip." Wanqing said.
"What is the use of the Thousand Demon Jade Slips?" Lang Shuoyang asked curiously.
"This Thousand Demons Jade Slip is a demon prescription left over from ancient times. It records various methods of refining demons. As long as the demon refining furnace can be turned on, countless demons can be refined. If Biao Xiaotian gets this Thousand Demons Jade Slip, he will
It will bring harm to the world." It turns out that Wanqing stole the Thousand Demons Jade Slips to prevent the Heavenly Demon from causing harm to the world.
Lang Shuoyang thought for a while and said: "But this Bixiaotian is indeed powerful. My master Qingyunzi can only draw with him."
"We'd better leave quickly. Wu Xiaotian is cruel and violent. If he catches up, we will be in big trouble." Wanqing stood up and took Lang Shuoyang's arm.
"Hahaha!" Just a burst of laughter was heard. The forest seemed to be moved by the wind. A black light fell in front of Lang Shuoyang. After revealing himself, it was the true form of Wei Xiaotian. Lang Shuoyang was startled. He knew that Wei Xiaotian would chase after him.