Where the Fairy Way

Chapter 512
Zuomeng people from all directions came around little by little, with ugly faces, "It must be you who have killed too hard these days and alarmed the high-level Zuomeng people whose intelligence has greatly improved. What should we do now?"

"Cold salad," Lan Yun was equally annoyed, "It's up to fate, we each choose a place to break through, life and death are up to fate."

Mingran's handsome face twitched twice, and he headed south without a word. Lan Yun, who broke through to the north, felt a little uneasy for some reason.

Seeing the Zomeng people who were still blocking her in front, most of them suddenly left her with some hesitation, and rushed south one by one desperately, Lan Yun was a little confused.

"Hurry up, remember, you are an Asura, don't tell anyone that you have seen me when you go out." Ming Ran's loud voice came.

Lan Yunyuan's movement of breaking through the siege slowed down. Damn it, there was a strong smell of blood coming from there. It was clear that he had used some method to attract all the Zuomeng people.

Gritting his teeth twice, Lan Yun took the remaining five drops of the ten-thousand-year spiritual liquid that he treasured in his early years, and with blood dripping from his heart, he silently turned around and turned around. Meat, inexplicably attracts all the Zomeng people, regardless of their own race, stepping forward one by one, even if the anxious "hehe" sound came again.

Relying on his spirit treasure, Mingran kept moving, and kept forcing blood from his fingertips onto the minced meat of the spirit beast, throwing it far away.

Seeing that there is still such a way to confuse the enemy, Lan Yun was a little stunned, and hurriedly took out the few two-headed dogs that were still on his body, chopped them into pieces with a sword, and threw them everywhere.

"Bastard, who told you to come back?" Seeing her, Ming Ran wished to spit out a mouthful of old blood. He put in so much effort just to let her escape safely.

"I'm not in the habit of leaving my teammates behind. What's more, if you use yourself as a bait, even if I get out alive, I will be haunted by demons." Lan Yun even came out with Nine Swords again, whistling beside her, for The two of them guarded a space, their face was pale with blood loss, obviously not very good.

"Do you understand that in our Asura clan, men have always held up the sky for women. As long as men have breath, they cannot let women die in vain."

Lanyun's Sanyehong didn't kill the Zomeng people by some deviations. She suddenly remembered that there are so many Wu Xiuluo people in the Sifang Realm, but she didn't see them. There were women charging ahead, and they were all well protected. behind.

"Again, I'm not a Shura, I'm a human."

Clearly hearing her hoarse voice, the corners of her mouth twitched slightly, she did not slow down at all, "If this continues, our spiritual power will be exhausted, and we will become someone else's meal just like those minced meat." Throwing her a small jade bottle , "There are still three drops of Wannian spiritual liquid in it. If the spiritual power is not enough, just swallow a drop. Remember, the two of us must have a queen. That person is me, and I am a man."

Lan Yun's eye sockets are hot. At this time, she hopes that the one who is with her is the person who has not yet conceived. Even if she dies in the next moment, she will have no regrets. But why, this Asura wants to be like this? , Overturning all her bad impressions of the Shura people time and time again.

"I have this thing, take care of yourself and get it yourself, obviously, listen carefully, if you want to live together, if you want to die together, even though my mother, I don't want to die with the Shura people." Lan Yun threw the little jade bottle again Return it to him, without slowing down the shot, "If you want to eat me, you have to wait until I turn into minced meat."

Mingran saw her strike again fiercely, finally smiled wryly, stuck to her back, and moved little by little to a place where there were few people in Zuomon. .

Less than a quarter of an hour after the meeting, Lan Yun squinted her eyes. She didn't want to die, but the millions of Zomeng people were not something she and Mingran could handle. Listening to the slow and methodical sound of "hehe" came again. Come on, "Obviously, we want to get out alive, the only way is to kill the person who always gives orders behind his back."

"It's up to you to say that." Obviously, he was already looking for the person who always made the sound of "hehe", but he seemed to be very cunning, always wandering in the crowd.

"I'm going to shoot with all my strength now. You have to watch carefully. Where is he? If you miss one hit, we will do it a few more times." Lan Yun said that it was not a solution.

Sure enough, this time with all his strength, a large number of Zuomeng people were killed. The sound of "hehe" was heard again, and Mingran finally saw where he was. Fool people.

"Porphyrin porphyrin" came the continuous sound of knives piercing into flesh, but the high-ranking Zuomeng escaped. Lan Yun looked at Mingran contemptuously, "You come to attract his attention, and I will kill him."

It was obviously a bad start, so he had to be obedient and attack with all his strength, hoping that the noise he made would attract the Zuomeng who gave orders again.

Lan Yun waited for a long time, Zuomeng was crowded with people, and when he found that person, he was the same as Mingran, unable to intercept and kill, and had no way to get off, the speed of the two of them also slowed down, trying to delay time while killing Zuomeng , the recovery of spiritual power lasts a little longer.

"That won't work," Ming Ran swallowed a drop of the Ten Thousand Years Spiritual Liquid, "Even if we have enough spiritual power, we won't be able to finish killing for a month. According to my previous method, you should run away first."

"...In this life, who knows where to throw it away, just take one step at a time, I don't want to owe anyone, especially life, what I owe you in this life, maybe I will pay you back like a cow or a horse in the next life, Why bother." Lan Yun didn't want to let himself be shaken.

Mingran sighed, "You forgot that I am Asura's prince. Although I was thrown here, I should prepare, and I have prepared a lot. I also have the magic weapon of flying wings at the Lingbao level. As long as you can escape, I want to get away, it shouldn't be difficult."

Lan Yun's whole body froze, that is to say, she had been acting affectionate and spoiling his business, took a deep breath, "Then let's escape according to our ability, you have something to escape, and I have it, even if I Without spiritual power, you can still escape."

"Hmph, your whole body, except for that red scarf, which is a low-level, somewhat tasteless Tongtian Lingbao, there is nothing else that can allow you to escape."

Lan Yun didn't expect that everything on her body could be known clearly, and it was the first time he saw him squarely as the fifteenth son of Asura, "Although I don't have spiritual treasures on me, I still have a lot of top-grade magic weapons. The boots on your feet, as well as your own equipment, will blow up a few unused instruments in a while, and you can go a long way, as long as you don't become a drag on me."

Mingran looked at the boots on her feet, "Okay, since that's the case, we all have life-saving tricks, let's go together, this is not a team of [-] Zuomon, but a team of millions, even if we escape temporarily, or want to escape It’s also difficult, together, the protection is bigger.”

Lan Yun has no objection to this point. As a craftsman, she naturally has several magical weapons that are more commemorative, namely Tianleizi and Molei, and there are quite a few on her body. No matter how powerful it is, being hit by the death point should be the same as being hit by her.

Tianleizi were thrown one after another. At this time, Lan Yun didn't know where to go. He just threw it at the most high-level Zuomeng people. Only there, because the level of Zomeng people is higher, there are not so many people crowded. The Zomun people in the country have now become the best direction to break out of the encirclement.

The magic thunder, the magical weapon, had just been blown up, and Mingran silently handed over a box of [-] pieces of Tianleizi. For a while, Lan Yun opened the way. The high-ranking Zuomeng people were also forced to retreat by their way of distributing money.

The Zomun man who had been giving orders, because he had too many people and was too crowded, was thrown away by them for a while, and when he issued the order again to let others surround them, they had already broken through even more Far.

What made Lan Yun depressed was that the Zuomeng man never gave up. He swallowed all five drops of the Wannian spiritual liquid, and she could still hear his "hehe" sound from a distance.

Changing shadows with Mingran, sometimes she opened the way, and sometimes he stepped forward to open the way. The seven meteor darts, Lan Yun's nine flying swords and three red leaves, never dared to slow down.

The spirit wine was poured down for free, and behind Mingran, Lan Yun's cassock was damaged little by little. If it wasn't for the powerful flying shield, she would have suffered countless claws from the Zuomeng people.

"Persist for a while longer, I've already seen the edge of the Zomeng people." Mingran's tone was gentle. He had a magic robe on his body, and he had blocked the Zomong people behind him and on the left and right for Lan Yun many times.

She is not afraid of claws, but what she is most afraid of is the fists of these Zomeng people. Although they have no intelligence, they still have the spiritual power that Nascent Soul cultivators should have. Fist, she couldn't stop it at all.

Changing positions again, seeing the sparse Zomeng people in front of him, Lan Yun was shocked, threw the last treasured magic thunder, grabbed Mingran, and detonated the spirit crystal hidden in the boot with spiritual power, desperately rush out.

She and Mingran had been relying on the spirit wine for a long time to support them, their tiny veins were so dry, the spirit power stimulated by drinking the spirit wine was only just enough to run the two spirit treasures.

Running all the way, Lan Yun met several small groups of Zuomeng people. Lan Yun didn't dare to stop, so he just walked around far away, wandering around like a headless chicken for a long time, and finally stopped at a huge boulder.

Just like before, he took out a piece from the bottom, drilled into it, and expanded the space before grabbing Mingran again and dragging him in. The ten-thousand-year spiritual liquid on his body was less than hers. Although he was holding on all the time, as soon as he left In the battle circle, Lan Yun saw him faint.

She drank too much spirit wine, and every time she refined it, her muscles and veins ached. There was nothing she could do on the battlefield, and now she couldn't stand it any longer. She leaned against the stone wall, trembling, and took out a bottle of wine Yuandan , stuffed two pills into his mouth, and swallowed it for Mingran, only to be relieved to pass out.

　Thank you for the reward of the elf kitten, thank you
　　
　
(End of this chapter)