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Chapter 360 Injury

Luo Yan sneered.

Play hard to get, play hard to get, anyway, it is impossible for him to catch up and kill Jiao Rong Tianzong monk.

A month of chase.

His name is already known to everyone in the plane of fire.

The same is true for him being besieged and hunted down by Jiao Rong Tianzong.

Half of his purpose has been achieved.

As for the rest, just wait.

Wait for the employer to find him, and then...

Thinking of this, Luo Yan felt slightly awe-inspiring.

If the employer finds him, the possibility of saving him is very slim, and it is more likely to ask for the ring of life, and then kill him to silence him.

He felt inexplicably urgent.

Looking around, I started to get busy again.

The strength of the employer is unknown, but it must be extremely strong. With his own strength, he is probably difficult to beat.

Therefore, he needs 'geography'.

Arrange formations, create traps, and turn your place of residence into your home field.

In this way, even if someone is better than him, with the home court advantage, he can get away, or even fight back!

"Lightning formation!"

"An earth-shattering formation!"

"Five Elements Chaos Formation!"

"Hellfire Reaching Heaven Great Formation!"

……

After ambushing and killing hundreds of monks, Luo Yan had a lot of formation materials in his hands, so in just half an hour, several third-level and even fourth-level formations were arranged.

The aura on the top of the mountain is not visible, as if everything is business as usual.

But under this usual calm, there is a terrifying murderous intent that can kill the late-stage cultivators of the divine infant.

Several formations have the power to attack and kill the Infant Monk.

Especially among them is the great array of dark fire reaching the sky, hooking the magma in the ground, which can cause the earth to tremble, and the magma will spurt, turning a radius of ten miles into a sea of ​​flames!

This is a formation that leverages the mighty power of heaven and earth. It is beyond the reach of human beings, and its power is several times greater than that of ordinary fourth-order formations.

Once this kind of formation is activated, even if it cannot kill the person coming, it is enough for him to escape in the chaos.

After setting everything up.

Luo Yan began to wait quietly.

He is looking forward to the arrival of his employer.

In the past month, all the monks from the Jiaorong Tianzong came.

With the help of formations, he ambushed and killed the Jiao Rong Tianzong monk who was chasing him, but he still failed to attract his employer.

He didn't know if the employer didn't hear the news, or if he heard it and didn't bother to pay attention.

But he can only bet that his employer will not allow him to be besieged by Jiao Rong Tianzong monks, nor will he allow the ring of life to fall into An Yuxuan's hands!
……

……

A quarter of an hour after Jinpeng and the others left.

Luo Yan, who was sitting cross-legged on the scorched earth, suddenly opened his eyes and squinted to look forward.

in his field of vision.

A mass of blood was approaching rapidly.

In the blink of an eye, that bloody light appeared several miles away, and a bloody figure was faintly visible.

"Late-stage divine infant?"

Luo Yan's thoughts turned, and he pointed out, activating the Yin Lei Formation.

The thunder formation was placed under the bloody light, and it was activated by Luo Yan. Tens of thousands of thunderbolts danced like silver snakes, and accompanied by a deafening noise, instantly enveloped the figure.

"what!"

There was a scream, followed by a swearing: "My surname is Luo, I am not a monk of the Jiaorong Tianzong. If you make another move, don't blame me for being rude."

The voice did not fall.

The figure has left Lei Hai.

It was a middle-aged man, dressed in blood-colored gauze, with a slightly sinister face in Chinese characters.

He appeared outside Luo Yan's Baizhang, and while arranging his slightly messy clothes, he gritted his teeth and looked Luo Yan up and down.

A thunder formation did not cause any damage to it!

"Where is the thing? Give it to me." After looking at it, the man stretched out a hand to Luo Yan, and said angrily.

"What?" Luo Yan looked wary.

Men are extremely strong.

It made him feel a little pressure.

He guessed that this man should be someone sent by the employer.

But he didn't intend to hand over the ring of life easily, so he chose to ask what he knew.

"Shen Yue."

The middle-aged man transmitted the voice, and the two indifferent words were like thunder.

"Are you the employer?" Luo Yan asked back.

"Of course I am not. I was sent by my employer." The middle-aged man snorted softly and said, "I have already pretended to be you and died at the hands of Jiao Rong Tianzong An Yuxuan. The people of Jiao Rong Tianzong thought you were dead, so I also It counts as saving your life. Now, hand over Shenyue to me, and your mission will be considered complete."

Luo Yan was taken aback.

This person pretended to give him a head?
His expression slowed down a little, with a hint of gratitude in his eyes, and he said, "Thank you, fellow daoist, for helping me out. However, I can't leave Shenyue to you."

The middle-aged man smiled coldly and said, "Why?"

"My task is to deliver Shenyue to the employer, you are not the employer." Luo Yan looked calm.

"You want to see your employer? If you see your employer, you will have no choice but to die." The middle-aged man had a sneer on his face, looked at Luo Yan, and said indifferently: "Give Shenyue to me, and you will live."

Luo Yan also knew that what the middle-aged man said was true.

He took off the life ring, threw it to the middle-aged man, thought for a while, and added another sentence.

"What about my pay?"

"The number of disciples of Yunlan Tianzong?" The middle-aged man took the life ring, checked it, and said with a sneer: "Let me come to pick up the life ring in person, do you still want a reward?"

Luo Yan was silent.

"I pretended to be you and died at the hands of An Yuxuan. I saved your life. How should you repay me?"

Seeing that Luo Yan was silent, the middle-aged man glanced at the storage ring in Luo Yan's hand again, and pointed out something.

"How to repay?"

Luo Yan was taken aback.

"Hey, I don't want much. Didn't you kill hundreds of people? Just pay me half of it."

The middle-aged man chuckled lightly, with an inexplicably ferocious expression on his face.

Save Luo Yan?
That's just incidental.

The reason why he went to attack An Yuxuan was to divert his attention and let the monks of Jiao Rong Tianzong leave temporarily, so that he would not be targeted by the monks of Jiao Rong Tianzong when he had a conflict with Luo Yan.

"it is good."

Under the gaze of the middle-aged man, Luo Yan was silent for a long time and chose to compromise.

He took off a storage ring and threw it at the middle-aged man.

"Hey, thank you very much, if there is a next time, I will save you."

The middle-aged man took the storage ring overjoyed.

After looking at it for a while, his expression became even more joyful.

There are a lot of things in this storage ring, and together, at least one hundred thousand spirit crystals, it is also a huge wealth for him.

"I lied to An Yuxuan and helped you out of the siege, but if you continue to wander in the plane of fire, you will inevitably be discovered by the cultivators of Jiaorong Tianzong, and then the matter will be exposed. I advise you, it is better to change the plane."

After the middle-aged man finished speaking, he wanted to leave.

But this time.

In the sky, a voice like the sound of heaven suddenly came from afar.

"Young master's eyes are like torches, follow you, and you will find the real Luo Yan."

Hearing this voice, Luo Yan and the middle-aged man's expressions changed drastically.

Anchan!

It is the strongest of the Jiaorong Tianzong, An Chan!

Luo Yan looked at the middle-aged man with gloomy eyes.

The middle-aged man felt Luo Yan's gaze, and said with an ugly face: "I didn't expect that An Yuxuan could see that I was fake death..."

The voice did not fall.

A white light shot out from the sky.

It was a sword, and the faint white light flashed and disappeared, piercing the middle-aged man's eyebrows.

at the same time.

Terrifying energy erupted from the sword.

The middle-aged man didn't have time to react, he was swallowed by energy in an instant, his body fluctuated violently and twisted.

"Extreme Lingbao! Ah!"

The middle-aged man was screaming, his flesh and blood squirming crazily.

Even though the center of his eyebrows was pierced and his body was tortured by sword energy, he still did not die, and was trying his best to reorganize his physical body.

Luo Yan looked solemn.

Looking at the approaching An Chan.

While retreating, he moved the formation.

"An earth-shattering formation!"

"Five Elements Chaos Formation!"

"Hellfire Reaching Heaven Great Formation!"

boom! !boom! !boom! !

Facing An Chan who was stronger than the middle-aged man, Luo Yan did not hesitate, and directly activated all the formations arranged here!
The hot scorched earth was cracked and broken.

Endless light and heat emerged from the crack, and immediately turned into a fiery pillar, crashing into the sky.

This power has far surpassed that of a divine infant, and is comparable to the power of a dharma phase.

The world is covered by magma.

The air and inspiration twisted together.

In the surging magma, the middle-aged man's shrill screams could be heard faintly, no longer calm and in great pain.

"Luo Yan, save me!"

A roar of grief and indignation came from the depths of the magma.

The next moment, Luo Yan appeared next to the middle-aged man.

He grabbed the middle-aged man, turned into a beam of blood, moved and turned in the magma sky, while avoiding the magma fire column ejected from the ground, he shot outward.

"Humph! Want to escape?"

In the magma sky, An Chan casually smashed a column of magma fire that spewed up, and with a little finger, the white flying sword shot towards the fleeing Luo Yan.

The magma is rolling.

But his gaze could penetrate the void and lock onto Luo Yan.

"Watch out for his flying sword!"

The middle-aged man held by Luo Yan screamed in panic.

He received An Chan's sword, so he naturally knew the power of this top-grade spiritual treasure.

Luo Yan's eyes flickered.

When he cast the body of the dark dragon, his body swelled and changed, his muscles bulged high, faint golden flame lines appeared on his skin, his shoulders became broad, and his limbs became slender and ferocious.

Under the body of the dark dragon.

His evasion skills increased sharply, turning into a golden rainbow, and piercing the sky towards the distance.

at the same time.

His blood was surging, his mana was surging, and the luck between his brows flowed out.

The three forces converged and merged, causing his Qi machine to expand and distort instantly, making it unlockable.

Subsequently.

He used the Void Dust Bubble Technique again, and thousands of identical figures appeared instantly, fleeing in different directions.

call out! ! !
Behind him, the white flying sword followed like a shadow.

But after Luo Yan cast Void Dust Bubble, Feijian's speed froze, and after hesitating for a moment, he shot at a certain figure.

Fei Jian quickly caught up with the figure.

The terrifying sword energy turned into a torrent and swept across the world, smashing that figure and more than ten figures around it into pieces.

"Void Dust Bubble Technique?"

An Chan's expression remained unchanged.

He already knew that Luo Yan was proficient in the Void Dust Bubble Technique, so there was nothing surprising for him.

With an indifferent face, he stepped forward and appeared in front of a figure.

A distorted force field gushed out from his body, and before he even made a move, the figure couldn't bear it and shattered like a bubble.

"So what if the body turns into thousands? If I turn into a thousand, I will destroy a thousand, and if I transform into ten thousand, I will destroy ten thousand!"

During An Chan's thoughts, Feijian once again cut through all kinds of bubbles.

He looked towards a certain bubble, and planned to continue chasing it.

But this time.

Fireballs like little suns appeared in front of him out of thin air, and immediately expanded and exploded.

Annihilation of the sun!

Boom boom boom! ! !
The violent fluctuation forced An Chan to retreat backwards.

He crossed his hands and stood in front of him. He didn't put down his arms until the fluctuation subsided, and looked forward.

The magma remains.

But Luo Yan's figure was nowhere to be seen, not even a trace.

An Chan's eyes flickered, but in the end he could only snort coldly, turn around and leave.

……

……

One hundred miles underground.

Luo Yan took the middle-aged man out of the life ring, and said calmly: "Fellow Daoist, are you alright?"

The middle-aged man's breath was sluggish.

There were no clothes left, only a wriggling mass of flesh and blood.

The flesh and blood wriggled extremely hard, and the Qi machine was dying, and the broken internal organs and brain could be vaguely seen between the wriggling.

The middle-aged man was seriously injured.

Even if there is a secret method to retain vitality, there is still only one breath left.

"I-I'm fine."

The middle-aged man's spiritual thoughts vibrated the air, and a weak voice came out: "This time, thank you fellow Daoist Luo, if it wasn't for fellow daoist Luo, I would definitely have died in the hands of An Chan."

Say it.

The flesh and blood squirmed again.

A ring fell to the ground.

"I saved Fellow Daoist Luo's life, and Fellow Daoist Luo saved my life. You and I are both clean. Return this storage ring to Fellow Daoist Luo."

Luo Yan indifferently picked up the storage ring and put it on his hand.

When the middle-aged man returned the storage ring to him, it was not because he was indiscriminate, but because his life was under his control.

If it is in full bloom.

It is impossible to return this storage ring.

"Fellow Daoist is also in the late stage of Divine Infant, why can't you beat that Anchan?" Luo Yan rubbed the storage ring and changed the subject.

"I practice the blood god method, and I was restrained by the fire-pulse cultivator. And the top-grade spiritual treasure in An Chan's hand... If my guess is correct, the sword should be forged from Junyang Shentie. And Junyang Shentie is the most yang thing in the first place, and it is the blood magic method to restrain me." The middle-aged man smiled wryly.

It's not that he is weak.

It just happened to be restrained.

Luo Yan nodded, looked at the squirming flesh and blood in front of him, and said, "Fellow Daoist was restrained by the fire-pulse cultivator, why did the employer send you here?"

If he hadn't been injured, the middle-aged man wouldn't bother talking to Luo Yan.

But now, he can only speak weakly.

"Employers can only trust me."

"The relationship between fellow daoist and the employer?" Luo Yan asked again.

"employer……"

The middle-aged man sighed and said, "Fellow Daoist Luo, stop asking, knowing too much is not good for you."

Luo Yan smiled and said, "What about fellow daoist? Why do fellow daoist think that the employer won't kill fellow daoist?"

The middle-aged man smiled bitterly and said, "Of course I have a reason not to be silenced."

Luo Yan nodded, looked ahead, and also smiled wryly: "You know my name, you have my handle, you only need to let the gods know, and I will die without a place to bury you. But I don't know anything about you , even if you are captured by the Shen family, you will not be able to reveal your identities."

The middle-aged man couldn't help but smile: "Fellow Daoist, this is unfounded worry. Why do we report you to the God's family?"

Luo Yan sighed, and said: "Fate is impermanent, in case I accidentally stand on the opposite side of you..."

The middle-aged man laughed loudly, and said: "Don't worry, fellow Taoist, you saved my life today. If you are really careless in the future and stand on the opposite side of us, I will remind you."

Luo Yan chuckled: "Thank you very much then."

He got up and made a gesture to leave, but when he looked back at the middle-aged man's flesh and blood, which was extremely difficult to move, his eyes moved slightly again.

"How long will it take fellow daoists to recover?"

"Three years and two years..."

The middle-aged man's tone was lonely, but he changed his voice immediately and raised his voice: "But if you are willing to help me find some flesh and blood, my injury will be healed hundreds or thousands of times."

"No problem. When An Chan leaves, I will go out to find flesh and blood for fellow Taoists." Luo Yan smiled with satisfaction.

(End of this chapter)