The Old Gods

Chapter 686 I have a name.
The young man in the imperial robe is very young, which makes people subconsciously think that this yellow-haired boy is talking nonsense.

"Gulp." The doctor's Adam's apple moved again.

He did not think that the young man was exaggerating.

He hadn't dared to look his wife in the eye for a long time, but he never expected that tonight he would find his wife's shadow in a young man.

The old man was even a little dazed until the woman's voice woke him up: "You are very special."

Feng Zhihuan's eyes were bright, and she looked at the strange young man with burning gaze.

I savored and recalled the majestic aura when he spoke that did not allow anyone to question.

The young man in the imperial robe had clearly announced loudly that he would kill several of her men, but she did not get angry.

Instead, there was a hint of admiration in his eyes?
"It seems that they are of no importance to you." Lu Ran did not expect that the woman would react like this.

If possible, he would rather Feng Zhihuan be furious, but at this moment, Lu Ran just felt like an object.

Being admired carefully by the other party.

Indeed, Feng Zhihuan was just examining the young man in the imperial robe and had no intention of responding.

4, 5, no, maybe 6 magical weapons!
One of them might be a defective one, but no matter what, the young man possessed at least five magical weapons.

Feng Zhihuan sensed all this, and two emotions surged in his heart.

kill him!

Take away everything from him and raise your own combat power to a higher level.

Or accepted him?
It is hard to imagine that a young man at the initial stage of the Sea Realm would have such a face.

Even though his own master was at the third stage of the Sea Realm, which was a higher realm than that of the young man, the comparison was like heaven and earth.

It was an indescribable charm, a feeling of déjà vu.

Seems familiar?

Oh, yes! Jin Luyang!

Unfortunately, Jin Luyangkong has a strong heart and does not know how to surrender and obey. Most importantly, he does not have enough combat power to support himself.

Weakness is the original sin.

He will only become a corpse under her feet, and the second-level divine bow will only be snatched away by her.

And the infatuated woman who had made a vow of eternal love to him could only be thrown into the dungeon. The only value of her life was to make the divine weapon, the Golden Crow's Blood-Crying Bow, obey him obediently.

But the young man in the imperial robe in front of him is different!
He is far more powerful and stronger than Jin Luyang, and he also has a powerful soul.

"How dare you look me in the eye?" Feng Zhihuan spoke again, raising her eyes slightly and looking directly into Lu Ran's eyes.

"Why, you're afraid to watch?"

Lu Ran said this, but he felt a severe burning pain in his eyes.

The pain on the physical level is nothing at all; the key is that his soul is trembling!

The suppression of levels has always existed, and Lu Ran cannot escape the rules of the gods and demons system, but Lu Ran knows very well that the culprit is that magic weapon, the Fengyi Jiuxiao Robe!

This noble and gorgeous dress seemed to be able to penetrate his eyes, reach the deepest part of his heart, and burn his soul.

Not enough to burn it, but enough to shock it!
What a powerful instrument
You can let Xiao Ruyi wear it, and everyone who sees her must lower their heads!

Lu Ran pursed his lips.

Well, even I can’t bear to look at it!

There was silence at the cave entrance, and Lu Ran and Feng Zhihuan did not communicate much.

However, the momentum of the two men continued to increase, surging like invisible waves.

"Hehe~" Feng Zhihuan suddenly laughed.

She was already beautiful, and after she took off her solemn look, she looked so charming.

She looked at Lu Ran and said, "If you want to see it, it's up to you."

The master kneeling in front of her couldn't help but look stunned.

How many years have passed? Those who dared to offend Tian Yan have all become corpses at her feet.
Where does this tolerance come from?

"I just want to ask, you and I have never met before, why did you kill my men?"

"I heard that you wanted to ambush Wu Xiao, so I came to take a look." Lu Ran slowly drew out the Eight Desolate Sword.

"What a great Xie Wusheng!" Feng Zhihuan immediately understood everything.

What about the internal and external collaboration and the ambush on Wu Xiao? It turns out they were all strategies. Was the other party coming for him?

Therefore, those ambushing troops were all killed by the Liyuan disciples!
It all makes sense.

But it's not right either.
The spirit of the Fengyi Jiuxiao Robe clearly stated that Xie Wusheng did not lie and was sincere in wanting to cooperate and murder Wu Xiao.

So, did Xie Wusheng change his mind after he returned to the sect?

"Xie Wusheng?" Lu Ran snorted coldly.

"Hmm?" Feng Zhihuan raised his eyebrows, his heart moved slightly, and immediately asked tentatively, "Aren't you a disciple of Liyuan? Why do you despise your sect leader so much?"

"A two-faced guy." Lu Ran finally shifted his gaze and looked at the man in the red robe.

I have to say, these two husbands are really well behaved.

Even though Lu Ran came with bad intentions, without Feng Zhihuan's order, they still knelt where they were.

But at this moment, the second husband, who was wearing a bright red robe, secretly hid one hand in front of him.

There was a muffled sound of "dong"!
The long tail of the phoenix robe suddenly swung, pressing down on the second husband's head, crushing his head heavily to the ground.

And she was still rolling down, punishing the person who had interrupted her conversation.

Lu Ran: “.”

Feng Zhihuan still looked up at Lu Ran and continued to test him: "You are so disrespectful to Sect Master Xie, aren't you afraid of being punished when you return?"

Lu Ran suddenly smiled: "Do you want me so much?"

Hearing this, Feng Zhihuan also laughed.

She was not embarrassed by having her thoughts exposed. Instead, she looked at Lu Ran with burning eyes: "I have been in the mountain world for more than ten years, but this is the first time I have seen someone as elegant as you. I am really happy."

Killing and stealing?
Or accept him?
Feng Zhihuan chose to capture him and take everything he had for himself.

Just like her second husband, the magic sword that he had worked so hard to cultivate was now hanging around her waist, and had long since changed its owner.

Lu Ran shook his head slowly: "You have seen it." "Oh?" Feng Zhihuan frowned slightly and thought for a moment, "I don't remember seeing you."

Lu Ran confirmed: "You have seen someone like me, his name is Jin Luyang."

The smile on Feng Zhihuan's face faded.

Suddenly, she grabbed with her right hand, and a golden longbow was tightly held by her.

It was not her who summoned the magic weapon on her own initiative, but the golden bow on her back wanted to fly out. She was quick-eyed and quick-handed and grasped it firmly in her palm.

Lu Ran looked at the Golden Crow Bloodthirsty Bow: "Jin Luyang and I have the same name."

"Om!!"

The golden bow struggled violently in the woman's hand.

Feng Zhihuan completely realized that she could no longer control this young man!
Big summer pride?!
These are the hundred young men who were carefully selected through layers of screening by Daxia.

Almost everyone who enters the mountain, either voluntarily or forced, will become polluted by this dirty mountain.

But the big summer pride group
It's incompatible with this world!
This kind of special person might even be deliberately selected by Daxia, just waiting to be thrown into the mountains by the gods to do something.

The humble human race is trying to fight back.

Be it a wild idea or overestimating one's own abilities.

This group of young people with the title of "Big Summer Pride" really came in!
In front of us was Jin Luyang, who would rather die than surrender, trying to awaken something and fight against something.

This caused Feng Zhihuan to sneer.

Later, He Qifeng, the second proud man of Daxia, really broke out a road and forcibly built a Forbidden City to protect all living beings.

When Feng Zhihuan, who was far away on an island in the south, heard the news, he was quite surprised.

And at this moment, another great Xia Tianjiao was standing in front of her!

And the young man in the imperial robe obviously knew what she had done in the past.

"Whoo~"

The hem of Feng Zhihuan's phoenix robe was quickly gathered up.

The second husband, who had just been punished, suddenly stood up, turned around, and drew his bow and arrow.

"Den!"

The bowstring trembled, and a string of arrows shot straight into the night sky.

Lu Ran's figure suddenly flashed.

Feng Zhihuan's expression changed. Is this young man a follower of the First-Class God Qiang Xiu?
She clenched the golden bow in her right hand, and while flying backwards rapidly with the help of her phoenix robe, she reached out with her left hand and the Fang Tian Hua Ji behind her back fell into her palm.

"Whoo~"

The gleaming tip of the halberd drew an arc around its owner as he wielded it.

However, the young man in imperial robe did not appear beside her.

Instead, he appeared behind the second husband and slashed him fiercely with a knife.

Feng Zhihuan's pupils contracted violently!

The moment the young man in the imperial robe appeared, a raging flame suddenly ignited on his body, and the Tang sword he chopped down left a long knife mark.

"Ah!!" the second husband screamed miserably.

Of course he sensed the fluctuation of divine power behind him, and he rushed forward immediately.

But he escaped Tang Hengdao, but he couldn't escape the eight-meter-long knife mark.
The Mosasaur Armor and the Water Stream Armor shattered one after another.

The crackling sound of things breaking was like a death knell ringing in my ears!
Fortunately, after the long knife mark smashed two pieces of top-level sea-grade armor in succession, it also lost its initial sharpness.

However, the young man in the imperial robe followed like a shadow and instantly appeared in front of the second husband, and his sharp Tang sword directly pierced into the opponent's heart.

"Bah!"

The divine power surging on the blade instantly shattered the second husband's heart.

There was a muffled sound of "dong".

The young man in the imperial robe swung the blade violently, and the second husband vomited blood and fell heavily to the ground.

Lu Ran raised his head and looked at the woman in a phoenix robe, flying rapidly in the night sky:

"It seems that you know our names."

The sound of the bowstring vibrating rang out again, and a series of arrows attacked from the front left.

Lu Ran frowned and turned his head to look.

I saw a man in a dark blue robe drawing his bow and shooting arrows.

Lu Ran has already demonstrated the art of teleportation. Can these arrows stop him from chasing Feng Zhihuan?

No!

Why do you still do this, sir?
Provoking hatred?!

"So loyal?" Lu Ran slightly bent his legs and swung a knife.

"Gulp." The doctor swallowed hard, his heart twitching violently, but the posture of drawing the bow and arrow in his hand did not stop.

While shooting arrows, he also shouted in his heart:
Zhihuan, go! Go!
Lu Ran's eyes were cold and his figure suddenly flashed.

The master had prepared himself mentally and had already activated the divine method of the Mosasaur Sea. As soon as he noticed something unusual, he rushed to the front left.

"呲-"

But unexpectedly, there was a sound of fairy mist gushing out behind him.

When the official drew his bow and arrow and turned around, the young man in the imperial robe was already close to him and chopped him to the ground with one knife!

The Mosasaur Armor and the Water Armor were shattered one after another without any suspense.

A cold voice said: "Those who help Zhou to commit atrocities are worse than Zhou. Those who are accomplices to the tiger are more poisonous than the tiger itself."

In a trance, the doctor even forgot the pain.

He lay on the ground, looking at the soil in front of him, and felt the cold blade piercing through his back.

The young man in the imperial robe slowly drew out his blade, turned his head, and looked in the direction Feng Zhihuan was running, muttering:

"Don't cry out for injustice on the road to the underworld."

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(End of this chapter)