The Old Gods

Chapter 687 Death

"Feng Zhihuan"

The voice of the young man in imperial robe was extremely penetrating, lingering in the quiet night.

Feng Zhihuan is different from other Asha disciples. The magic weapon Fengyi Jiuxiao Robe gives her the ability to fly, but she does not dare to fly in the air.

The target is too big!

Lu Ran held the Qianyuan Mirror in one hand, refreshing it constantly as he flew and searched.

"Feng Zhihuan, don't hide anymore, it's almost time to get going"

The young man in imperial robes was like a ghost crawling out of hell, calling out the woman’s name over and over again.

The rustling sound of the leaves shaking is so creepy!

Behind a big tree, Feng Zhihuan tightly grasped the Golden Crow's Blood-Crying Bow, suppressing the restless divine weapon.

She was able to control the golden bow firmly.

The fear is that Gong Ling will suddenly jump out and warn the other party.

"Quiet!" Feng Zhihuan conveyed his thoughts, burning with anger, "Do you want that little bitch to die?"

In an instant, the Golden Crow's Blood-Crying Bow stopped vibrating.

Feng Zhihuan's face was gloomy, and his phoenix eyes were filled with anger. He listened to the sound coming from afar, but it seemed to be getting farther and farther away.

After a long time, the woman let out a long sigh.

After the shock and anger, there is more humiliation!

After traveling across the mountains for more than ten years, how could I have ever been so embarrassed?
But that damn big Xia Jiao is so powerful!

She saw with her own eyes that her second husband was beheaded so quickly and neatly.

So humble.

And that useless Mr.
Ah,
It's a good dog.

Knowing how to buy some time for his master is his only value.

"Got you."

The young man's deep voice suddenly reached her ears.

Feng Zhihuan was frightened!
The moment she turned around and flew back, she swept the magic halberd fiercely. With the help of the moonlight, she vaguely saw that the young man was holding an ancient bronze mirror in his hand.

Bronze mirror?
Is that the evil mirror, the mirror of destiny?
If so, it means that the other party had found her long ago. Feng Zhihuan was very sure that when she heard his voice before, the distance between them was definitely no more than 500 meters.

But in the Haipin Qianyuan Mirror, everything within a radius of one kilometer is visible.

This little bastard!

How dare you play tricks on me?!

The thought that flashed through her mind instantly made her anger rise.

In fact, Feng Zhihuan was overthinking.

Lu Ran had indeed seen her before, but the terrain of the mountain forest was similar. When he found that the image of the woman in the mirror had disappeared, he realized that he had overtaken her.
"Ding!!"

The sword and the halberd collided heavily.

"Hiss" Feng Zhihuan took a breath of cold air, her body trembled, and she felt numbness at the base of her palm.

As a peak powerhouse in the sea realm, her power attribute is extremely terrifying.

But this young man at the initial stage of the Sea Realm completely crushed her in terms of strength attribute!
"Whoo~"

The magic halberd flew out of his hand, spinning rapidly and breaking a thick tree trunk several meters away.

"Press him to death." Lu Ran let go of his hand, and the Eight Desolations Annihilation Sword went straight towards the Divine Halberd.

There is indeed a big difference between the sword and the halberd in terms of size and weight.

But the Eight Desolate Sword is a second-level magic weapon, and controlling a first-level magic weapon is extremely easy.

"Den!"

The sound of the vibrating bowstring echoed throughout the quiet mountains and forests!

A series of arrows shot out rapidly and pierced Lu Ran.

If it were any other enemy, Feng Zhihuan could have unilaterally declared the battle over. After all, the target was only more than ten meters away, and her arrows could shoot the opponent into a sieve in an instant.

But facing Lu Ran, she didn't dare to relax at all.

Feng Zhihuan hurriedly activated the divine magic, Mosasaur Sea, and was always alert to Lu Ran's teleportation. He continued to draw the bow in his hand, preparing for the subsequent battle against the enemy.

But the next scene was completely beyond her expectations.

The young man in the imperial robe did not dodge at all!
It's more than just not dodging or evading?
There was fairy mist gushing out from under Lu Ran's feet, and he rushed forward facing a series of water arrows!
"呲-"

The hem of the emperor's robe fluttered wildly, making rustling sounds.

The young man drew out the Yunhaichen knife from his waist and stabbed Feng Zhihuan in the face!

Those water arrows that should have been sharp were like water drops falling on the surface of the lake, blending into it silently.

Integration?!
One arrow after another just disappeared into the body of the young man in the imperial robe.

"You" Feng Zhihuan was shocked and angry.

Hidden beneath her shocked and angry expression was a violently twitching heart.

This scene was like the last straw that broke the camel's back!
Whether it was Yan Qing's magic: Water embraces all things, or the evil magic of the sea shark: Son of the Sea, no matter what the young man in the imperial robe used, when he faced the arrows of the water and forced himself on her,
Feng Zhihuan smelled despair.

no. no!

I can't die!

Feng Zhihuan's eyes were burning, driving his thoughts madly!

"Whoosh~ whoosh~"

Her phoenix robe fluttered as the sword at her waist flew out repeatedly, piercing the young man in the imperial robe.

"Crack! Crack!"

The emperor's robe fluttered, and Xiaguang Jiye also unsheathed his swords, directly taking the enemy's two magical swords!
Are you deceiving my lord because he has no magical soldiers?
The harsh sounds were heard one after another, and the Xiaguang Sword was in a crushing momentum, stabbing the enemy's magic weapon, the Beauty Sword, and nailing it into a huge rock from a distance.

"Hulala~"

Feng Yi Jiu Xiao Pao loyally protected her master, and her long tail swept towards Lu Ran, while taking her master with her to make a sharp turn. Feng Zhihuan didn't care about much else, and tightly grasped the Golden Crow Blood-Crying Bow, pulled the bowstring hard, and pointed to the night sky.

A terrifying gust of air rushed over!
Divine Weapon Field: Golden Crow Weeps Blood!

"Jin Luyang's lover is dead." The low voice reached Feng Zhihuan's ears and was also heard by Gong Ling.

The golden bow in the woman's hand, which was shaking violently, suddenly stopped.

"Shut up!" Feng Zhihuan screamed, looking quite angry.

Arrows were her most powerful killing skill, but in front of the young man in imperial robes, her skills lost their effectiveness.

Two magic swords and one magic halberd were controlled by the opponent's three magic knives.

Now Feng Zhihuan's only remaining means of fighting the enemy is the magical weapon field of the Golden Crow's Blood-Crying Bow.

It was at this moment that Lu Ran revealed a bloody fact.

How could Feng Zhihuan not be anxious?
"Jin Lugong!" Lu Ran shouted in a deep voice, "Jin Luyang's lover died several months ago! She died in the dungeon, and she broke her own neck with her own hands!"

Jinlu Bow, the original name of the Jinwuqixue Bow.

This is the name given to it by its original owner, Jin Luyang, which means "golden rule".

"Shut up! Shut up!" Feng Zhihuan yelled angrily, and his mind was madly transmitting his thoughts, "Cast a spell for me! Do you really want that little bitch to die?"

"Om!!"

The Golden Bow suddenly vibrated violently and flew towards Lu Ran carrying Feng Zhihuan.

Fengyi Jiuxiaopao remained loyal to his master, trying his best to carry his mistress and fly backwards.

The second-level divine weapon and the second-level magic weapon were competing with each other at this moment.

As long as Feng Zhihuan let go of the Golden Bow, she could continue to fly backwards smoothly, and with the help of the Feng Yi Jiuxiao Robe, she could float, dodge and fly backwards.

But how could she let go?
The Golden Crow's Blood-Crying Bow is her only remaining reliance!

"Come here!" Lu Ran broke his balance. He grabbed the hem of the phoenix robe with one hand and pulled it hard into his arms.

Feng Zhihuan's eyes suddenly widened!
Not only was there a raging flame on Lu Ran's body, but a pair of goat horns also grew on both sides of his forehead!
Sheep. Sheep horns?

Yes! This is the Immortal Sheep Divine Method: Immortal Horn!
I'm afraid that even Lu Ran's closest people would not have thought that Lu Ran would use such a technique at such a moment.

Since the battle began, why didn't Lu Ran leave a long knife mark or throw out a sharp arc of sand?
Why not use the White Scaled Python's Roar to output?

Because Lu Ran wants the second-tier magic weapon, the Fengyi Jiuxiao Robe!

He wants his clothes intact!

This dress is so excellent that it provides almost all-round protection for Feng Zhihuan.

The more this happened, the more Lu Ran desired it.

He wanted this extremely humane and powerful Fengyi Jiuxiao robe to be completely draped over his fiancée.

"What!!"

Lu Ran let out a sheep-like cry.

There is no divine magic mixed in, it's just the pure desire to shout.

The two goat horns were extremely thick. Although they were coiled on the sides of Lu Ran’s forehead, his forehead was also within the effective range of the Immortal Goat Divine Art and the Immortal Horns!
"Boom!!"

Lu Ran’s forehead hit Feng Zhihuan’s forehead hard.

It was clearly a muffled sound, but it was enough to shake the entire forest.

With the blessing of Liehuo Tiankui's flame, the divine method of Xianjiao is terribly powerful!
Feng Zhihuan's water armor exploded with a loud bang, but Asha's school's defensive technique, the Canglong Armor, was in the form of a piece of armor that protected the body, and did not have a helmet component.

How can Feng Zhihuan resist?
Lu Ran not only smashed her water armor with his head, but also caused a dent in her skull.

Feng Zhihuan's mind went blank, his eyes were dull, and he lost his fighting ability almost in an instant.

Life and death unknown.

Feng Zhihuan, who was hit head-on, should have flown backwards, but Lu Ran still grabbed the hem of her phoenix robe and pulled her back fiercely.

Feng Zhihuan was lying on her back, and Lu Ran, holding the Yunhai Knife, stabbed from bottom to top, piercing into her jaw and stabbing out from the top of her head.

"Bah!"

The leader of a sect who was above all others had his head pierced through!

The battlefield, which was originally filled with fierce fighting, suddenly fell into silence.

"She's in the dungeon. She's dead?" The stuttering voice was imprinted in Lu Ran's mind.

The Golden Bow hung beside Lu Ran, and an illusory figure emerged, pressing his palm on Lu Ran's wrist, asking in a trembling voice.

Lu Ran held the Yunhaichenqing Knife in his hand and stabbed Feng Zhihuan in mid-air.

He turned his head and his heart trembled slightly.

Jin Luyang!
The image of Gong Ling is still Jin Luyang.

He is tall, has a side-parted hairstyle, and should have a pair of bright eyes.

The last time we met was in Beijing, at the first Daxia Tianjiao awards ceremony.

Unexpectedly, we met again
Lu Ran can only recall his voice and appearance through the spirit of the magic bow.

"Dead? She is dead?" Jin Lu Gong Ling asked.

Asking a question with an already determined answer.

The Golden Law Bow Spirit did not believe that the number one prodigy of Da Xia would deceive itself, but it also did not want the woman who had sworn an eternal vow to her master to die tragically in prison.

Lu Ran was silent for a moment, then whispered, "My condolences."

"Jin Luyang" had a dull expression and his illusory figure was looming.

For more than a year, it endured humiliation and was forcibly possessed by its enemy Feng Zhihuan. It worked hard for her and followed her obediently all day long.

In return, this is the ending
The Golden Bow hanging in the air seemed to have lost all its strength.

"Clap."

The bow spirit dissipated and the golden bow fell to the ground.

(End of this chapter)