In ancient times, when humans were still slowly exploring ways to practice and struggling against the harsh natural environment and dangerous beasts, the continent was dominated by various races of beasts.
They have long lives, innate racial supernatural powers, and hard skin, flesh and bones.
However, on the other hand, their minds are not developed. Even those beasts whose abilities have reached the Mahayana stage only have the mind equivalent to that of a human child.
When the weak but wise and cunning humans learned to practice, they also learned how to defeat the alien beasts and how to use them. The alien beasts' dominance on the continent was gradually replaced by practitioners, and their numbers became fewer and fewer. During the catastrophe, many of them were completely destroyed because they did not know how to avoid disasters.
In the Dharma Ending Age when spiritual energy was declining and the living environment changed, only a very small number of exotic beasts survived under the care of practitioners.
This is the case with the four blue-winged phoenixes in the Northern Palace.
They made a contract with the founding emperor of the Northern Dynasty to protect every monarch.
Duan Chongxuan was not yet a monarch, and Luan Er had no contractual constraints with him.
But Luan Er is his friend.
In the good and bad days deep in the palace, the huge and docile Blue-Winged Luan always accompanied the young children.
So at this moment, Duan Chongxuan didn't bother to answer Wang Xi's question. Instead, he looked at the dozen or so chains rising into the sky in the night and shouted, "Don't worry about me, run!——"
The chains were covered with a silver glimmer, like fragments of fallen stars. This was because they were engraved with runes and soaked with deadly poison, specifically designed to deal with strange beasts with tough skin and flesh.
Even though they are bound by the contract, humans still do not trust strange beasts, so they have various means to guard against them.
When Luan Er heard his words, his body expanded rapidly, and he flapped his wings as if to take off, causing the wind to whistle. The team of soldiers attacking head-on fell to the ground, vomiting blood, or were knocked over by his giant claws and fell into the water.
But it was too late. More than a hundred people died and paid such a huge price just to divert its attention. In a blink of an eye, the formation took shape. More than a dozen chains were tightly wrapped around the green feathers, burning them into charred marks.
The Blue-winged Luan felt pain, raised its neck and let out a shrill and unwilling cry, and was torn off the ship from midair. The entire ship shook violently as if it had encountered a storm, but it quickly stabilized.
It exhaled with energy, and flames burned the night sky, but the chain wrapped around its neck was like a giant hand strangling its throat, choking off its flames.
Duan Chongxuan was confused for a moment and shouted, "Don't move!——"
The more the streamer chain struggles, the tighter it gets and the greater the damage it suffers.
After hearing this, Luan Er really stopped struggling and fell on the deck covered with blood and corpses. His eyes were red like a surging sea of fire.
More than a dozen elite guards did not dare to be careless at all. They held one end of the flowing light chain tightly and surrounded it vigilantly.
Wang Xi looked at the flames dissipating in the night sky, and the outcome was decided. He did not ask Duan Chongxuan how he saw the flaw in this situation, but said, "Your Highness, I know you have a lot of good things, even the unparalleled 'Cloud Shuttle' that can instantly break through space. It is really difficult to put you in a dilemma that you cannot break through."
The 'Cloud Shuttle' can only be used by one person, and there is only one chance to use it, but it is a magical weapon that can help you escape from difficult situations.
Not only that, Duan Chongxuan also has sky-piercing arrows, sun-blocking umbrellas, dragon cloud pills, countless burning talismans, and perhaps an even more secret and terrifying backup plan.
But now, none of this makes sense anymore.
Wang Xi smiled slowly, "So Your Highness, you have to think it over carefully. You may be able to leave, but it can't."
No one knew how much effort was put into planning such a scheme. At least he had led the imperial guards to hide his tracks in the South Continent for a full month.
Seeing that the situation is about to be achieved, how can one not be excited?
Thinking of this, his tone trembled slightly, "Since you can't leave, why don't you follow me to see the wise king?"
Duan Chongxuan didn't say anything. He thought about a lot of things tonight.
He had been wondering why there was such a stupid way of provoking people in the world as Li Lin. But if there was someone behind it, it would not be difficult to explain.
I don't have a token to prove my identity, so the easiest way is to call Luan Er. This is the beginning of the game.
Some high-ranking officials of the Baopu Sect must have reached some kind of exchange of interests with the Xianwang faction.
However, this is not the most terrifying thing. The Imperial Guards and the Dragon Treasure Ship are not built in a day. The key is to be able to restrain the Qingyi Luan's flowing light chain and formation.
His greatest reliance on this trip turned into his biggest weakness.
Perhaps even if he hadn't called Luan Er, since the other party was able to make such careful arrangements, they must have other corresponding plans.
He couldn't estimate how powerful the wise king was.
He looked at Wang Xi, who was confident in his decision, and knew clearly that the fact that this person appeared here at this time proved at least one thing to be true -
His father is really seriously ill.
With this premise, many things no longer make sense.
For him, meeting the emperor's uncle now is not the only choice, but it is the best choice.
But is it really like that?
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Xingshan Temple.
The sky was filled with golden light, illuminating the mountains like the sea and the setting sun like blood.
There were two men standing at the edge of the golden light, holding swords, their bodies soaked in blood.
Although Yin Biyue understood formations, when he encountered a formation of this level, it was extremely difficult for him to just face the pressure, let alone break it.
But he knew that Luo Mingchuan might have a way, because through practicing the Galan pupil technique, he might be able to see some flaws.
Luo Mingchuan closed his eyes, his aura rose steadily, his robes bulged, and his face became paler.
The more Yin Bi looked at it, the more horrified he became. It was as if the flesh on his cheeks was sunken and his vitality was rapidly draining away.
The moment he opened his eyes, the pressure suddenly burst out. Yin Bi took three steps back before he could stand firm. He couldn't help but shout, "Senior Brother..."
Luo Mingchuan seemed not to hear anything. He didn't see how he got the support and leaped high into the air like an arrow shot from a bow, straight into the sky.
Just as it was about to touch the edge of the golden light covering the sky, it suddenly turned downward. There was no sword whistle or brilliance, but the tip of the sword was like a gathering of wind and thunder. The surroundings were violently torn apart by the strong energy, and all the fallen leaves and dead branches exploded into dust and fell down.
The terrifying force pierced straight into the earth!
"boom--"
Earth and rocks splashed, and smoke and dust filled the sky.
The ground cracked uncontrollably, extending forward and backward at a rapid speed!
Yin Biyue tried his best to keep his body steady under the force of the sword. He knew that if there was a weak point in this formation, it would be here.
Therefore, he did not hesitate, and poured out all his remaining true energy, and stabbed the Yihu Sword fiercely into the crack!
The two of them attacked with all their strength, causing the ground to collapse and the mountains to fall!
The crack expanded incredibly and turned into an abyss in the blink of an eye.
Luo Mingchuan drew his sword and stood up, holding Yin Biyue behind him.
Yin Biyue knew in his heart that his sword alone was far from being so powerful, so there must be something wrong with this vein of the earth.
At the same time, Jinghai in the Buddhist temple frowned, blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, he stood up and flew, and in a blink of an eye he arrived in front of the abyss.
He was so shocked and furious that he hit the man on the head with his Zen stick!
Luo Mingchuan held Yin Biyue's hand, this time not by the wrist, but by their fingers.
Jumped down.
Behind them, there were bursts of roars like thunder, and the entire golden light formation shook violently, almost breaking into pieces.
Without the injection of external power, the abyss quickly shrank into a crack, but it extended from the back mountain to the front temple, passing through the numerous Buddhist temples. It shook the ground and mountains along the way, and the earth and rocks flew. It stopped in front of the four words "Boundless Sea of Bitterness" at the mountain gate.
The entire Xingshan Temple was in chaos.
The major Buddhist temples are still protected by formations, but some of the monks' meditation rooms and dining halls are not very solid and have collapsed long ago.
Amid the billowing smoke and dust, the gray-robed monks were running for their lives. Those with lower cultivation levels were even injured by the broken beams and rubble.
Jinghai looked at all this with a confused expression.
Jingyun chanted the Buddha's name, "Amitabha, all the sins in the world are caused by the devil."
Even at this point, they did not think they were wrong, they just thought it was the sin of Luo Mingchuan and Yin Biyue.
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Yin Biyue was held in Luo Mingchuan's arms. The earth-shaking and noisy shouts seemed like things from another world.
There was only the whistling sound of the wind in the darkness, and the familiar temperature made him relax, even though he knew this was definitely not the time to relax.
But his physical strength was severely overdrawn, his sea of consciousness was constantly shaking, and it had already reached its limit. He could no longer resist the severe dizziness and fatigue that came like a tide.
Before losing consciousness, he thought that according to the rules of the trade, there was a 90% chance that he would not die if he followed the protagonist and jumped off the cliff.
Unless this idiotic author is writing a story about rebirth and revenge.
Then let’s draw our swords and talk about life.
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