"You don't want to go anywhere, this is your burial place." Wu Xiaotian approached step by step with his sword in hand.
Lang Shuoyang stood in front of Wanqing and said, "Go quickly, I'll stop him here."
"Hahaha, just by you, this little Taoist priest can stop me?" Weixiao Tian knew his own strength and was very arrogant.
Wanqing stretched out Lang Shuoyang who was blocking the front, raised one hand, and quickly condensed a ball of light in his hand. The ball of light became brighter and brighter, and Wanqing threw the ball of light towards the sky.
However, this little bit of magic was not an attack on Wo Xiaotian. With a wave of his sword, Wo Xiaotian cut the ball of light into two halves. The ball of light fell to the ground and disappeared into a few wisps of smoke.
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"You better go, I'll stop him here, if you don't go, we will all die!" Lang Shuoyang later used the magic weapon of life and death to let Wanqing leave.
"Little Taoist priest, don't think that you can fight against me with a broken mirror!" Although Wei Xiaotian was a little scared when he saw Lang Shuoyang's magic weapon, he still pressed forward step by step.
Lang Shuoyang held the magic weapon of Life and Death in his hand, and his palms were covered in sweat. The magic weapon without spiritual power was of no use to Fei Xiaotian.
Seeing that Lang Shuoyang was reluctant to make a move, Wu Xiaotian stopped and said with a deceitful smile: "Little Taoist priest, don't play any tricks. Do you think that if you hold a small mirror, I will be afraid of you? Do you want to keep it?"
Wanqing, you must first look at your own conduct."
After saying that, he swung his long sword, and a ray of red light struck at Lang Shuoyang. At that moment, Qiyun suddenly flashed in front of Lang Shuoyang, blocked the sword for Lang Shuoyang, screamed, and fell to the ground. Due to her demon body
After being broken into pieces, she soon revealed her true form. It turned out that Wanqing was actually a cloud-winged bird.
The cloud-winged bird flapped its wings on the ground. Although it was injured, it was not dead yet.
"Wanqing, since you are a bird, fly away quickly!" Lang Shuoyang held the cloud-winged bird in his hand and said.
The cloud-winged bird looked at Lang Shuoyang, as if there were tears in its eyes, flapped its wings, and flew into the sky.
How could Wei Xiaotian let Wanqing go? He was about to strike out with his long sword, but Lang Shuoyang threw him to the ground. Watching Wanqing fly away, Lang Shuoyang let out a long sigh of relief.
"You little Taoist priest ruined my good deeds!" Wo Xiaotian stood up, the tip of his sword pointed at Wo Xiaotian.
"Master, you are here, this demon is going to kill me!" Lang Shuoyang said deceitfully, looking behind Feixiao Tian.
Bu Xiaotian was too stupid and careless. He looked back, but saw no one. When he looked under the sword again, there was no one. Lang Shuoyang had escaped long ago.
The sky was getting brighter and the fog was thick. Lang Shuoyang continued to run down the mountain. Because of the heavy fog, he might have taken the wrong route. Lang Shuoyang realized that he had reached the edge of a cliff. There was a vast white mist under the cliff, and he could not see the bottom.
"Little Taoist priest, there is no way out. Let's see where you run away." Wei Xiaotian said suddenly. It turned out that this guy had been following him closely.
"Don't come over. If you don't, I'll be rude to you!" Lang Shuoyang said as he backed away. As he spoke, he raised the magic weapon in his hand, the Life and Death Formula.
"Haha, your magic weapon has lost its spiritual power a long time ago. Can't I see it?" Wei Xiaotian smiled and said: "Seeing that you are smart and smart, if you follow me, how about I accept you as my disciple? You must know that I
But there’s no harm in it!”
Lang Shuoyang thought for a while, then stepped forward in two or three steps, knelt down in front of Wei Xiaotian, cupped his hands and said, "Disciple, pay homage to Master."
"Good disciple, get up!" Wei Xiaotian never expected that Lang Shuoyang, a seemingly stubborn child, would obey him so quickly, so he relaxed his vigilance and bent down to help Lang Shuoyang.
Lang Shuoyang suddenly stood up and put several spiritual talismans on Feixiaotian's body. This talisman was the demon-fixing talisman Qingyunzi taught him to draw. As long as it is a monster, if this talisman is pasted, it will be immobilized. That talisman was pasted on Feixiaotian
The magic talisman cannot move or speak.
"This talisman is really effective, please stick a few more on it!" Lang Shuoyang said to himself, taking out a few more body-fixing talismans from his pocket and sticking them on Wuxiaotian.
"Okay! It's done." Lang Shuoyang clapped his hands, took a few steps back, looked at Qian Yaodao from a distance, and breathed a long sigh of relief.
Lang Shuoyang then thought about it, would this Demonic Demon with profound magic skills break free? It would be better to leave here as soon as possible.
"Ah", as soon as Lang Shuoyang turned around, he fell off the cliff. It turned out that he had retreated to the edge of the cliff just now, and he didn't notice it. Fortunately, he reacted quickly and grabbed a tree growing on the cliff with one hand, and a long
The long branches prevented it from falling off the cliff.
However, Lang Shuoyang was too happy too early. The branch in his hand was very brittle, and with a click, he fell off the cliff holding the branch.
Of course Lang Shuoyang won't die, maybe it's just because his life is better. If there are rugged rocks below, he will definitely die. If there are soft rocks below, he will fall and be disabled, but there is only a pool below.
A pool that cannot reach the bottom. The pool is very cold because the water surface is covered with a thin layer of ice.
Lang Shuoyang had never swam in a pool, so he couldn't swim. Anyone who couldn't swim would definitely drown if he fell into this bottomless pool. But Lang Shuoyang did not drown.
Lang Shuoyang's memory suddenly returned to many years ago. When he was three years old, a ghost came to kill him and threw him into a pool of ice water. He was also immersed in the ice water. The cold made him breathe quickly. However,
Water kept pouring into his nostrils.
He only had one belief, and that was to live. Lang Shuoyang's heart was as hot as a fire.
The thin ice on the pond slowly melted, and Lang Shuoyang slowly emerged from the water. Lang Shuoyang splashed in the water and swam toward the shore.
Lang Shuoyang sat on the shore. His clothes soaked by the pool water would have frozen, but they were quickly dried by his hot body. He felt that he was extremely hot.
He pulled off his clothes and found that his whole body was red, with veins floating on his skin, which was very obvious. Why was he so hot?
Lang Shuoyang suddenly felt very thirsty, so he stretched his head to the edge of the pool and drank some water. What surprised Lang Shuoyang even more was that a large amount of water vapor came out of his mouth and nostrils.
"This must be the Holy Fire Pill causing trouble in my body! If this continues, my internal organs will be roasted!" Lang Shuoyang leaned against a huge rock and turned his body upside down, hoping to spit out the Holy Fire Pill.
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After standing upside down for several quarters of an hour, Lang Shuoyang found that there was no effect at all, and he was so uncomfortable that he rolled on the grass in front of him. Lang Shuoyang felt that he was about to die. If he continued like this, he would be even more uncomfortable than death.
Suddenly, he found a foxtail on the grass, and he thought of a way, so he scratched the base of his tongue with the foxtail. It really worked. He wanted to vomit, but Lang Shuoyang vomited for a long time, and the Holy Fire Pill still didn't come out.