Simultaneous travel: I have forged an immortal name in the heavens

Inside the Lotus Temple
Yang An handed the important task of finding the magic scroll to Xiaoyu, while he himself was content to slack off.

Inside the Lotus Hall.

"It would be difficult for a little girl like her to find the magic scroll."

The temple guards looked at each other in bewilderment.

The young man among them frowned and spoke in an old voice.

There were so many temple guards who couldn't find the hidden magic scroll, so how could a little girl find it?

Is it a bit of a joke to entrust the important task of strengthening the seal and saving the Lotus Temple to a little girl?

Time is tight.

Dark energy and positive energy converge here, causing a series of accidents.

The magical power of the Moon Demon began to become restless, and the seal that had originally been able to hold was about to be broken.

This young man, however, wanted them to stay instead of helping.

Can't figure it out.

They looked at Yang An, waiting for an explanation.

"I am not included in the prophecy after all."

Yang An looked away from the prophecy on the stone tablet, thinking in his heart, and raised his head and replied lightly, "I believe Xiaoyu."

The atmosphere is still solemn.

"Hey, stop staring at me."

Glancing over, he saw a dozen bald heads staring at him. Yang An spread his hands and explained it more clearly.

"You didn't find the magic scroll before, and you won't be able to find it with so little time left."

"What if you suddenly transform into monsters and chase Xiaoyu? Wouldn't that be more of a hindrance than a help? It's better for you to stay with me and don't cause trouble."

Although Yang An’s explanation was a bit unpleasant to the ear, it was the truth.

These temple guards had not been able to find the magic scroll for a hundred years, so how was it possible that they miraculously found it in the middle of the night?

The temple guards were silent.

Well, their help turned into a nuisance.

The old man sighed, accepting this explanation, "Then let's wait patiently."

At this point, I have no choice but to trust these two outsiders.

Fortunately, Xiaoyu's image was almost exactly the same as the one carved on the prophecy stone tablet, which gave them more confidence in finding the magic scroll.

For a moment, the core area of ​​the Lotus Temple became very quiet and no one spoke.

Yang An no longer paid attention to these temple guards. He focused his attention on studying the contents of these stone tablets.

As for the battle with the followers of Curse Blue.

He was not worried that his avatar would lose.

Perhaps his strength is not as good as the eight undead demons that were born at the beginning of the world.

But it is still no problem to fight against a demon's follower.

Yang An looked at the lotus bag in front of him, feeling the abundant righteous magic power in it, as well as the evil spirit that had become anxious and blocked.

It would be great if I could swallow all this power.

Yang An felt a little regretful.

Unfortunately, it is not possible now. It is easy to swallow these energies, but if the power of the demon Zhulan returns to this world, everything will be messed up.

It didn't fit in with his plan.

The most important thing now is to devour the power of the Holy Lord, and everything else can be put aside.

Xiaoyu walked in the dim corridor.

It is surrounded by tall bookshelves.

In her hand, she was still holding the magic lamp that Yang An had forbidden her to touch.

Yang An underestimated the strength of the world's dearest daughter. The magic lamp, which had a very bad temper and liked to bite people's fingers at every turn, was extremely well-behaved in her hands.

Yang An: I still like your previous rebellious look. Your current face is so disgusting!

"Find a magic scroll, a magic scroll"

Xiaoyu frowned and put one hand in her pocket.

Although it felt good to be trusted 100% by Yang An, she couldn't guarantee that she could find a magic scroll of unknown appearance in a place with more books than ten San Francisco libraries.

"No, I can't let Yang An down!"

Xiaoyu clenched her fists to cheer herself up.

She turned her eyes to the bookshelf next to her, "Magic Scroll, Magic Scroll Magic"

Just as Xiaoyu was moving forward, a breeze blew, causing an ancient golden cup to fall to the ground and roll all the way to her feet.

Xiaoyu didn't notice at all.

Just as she was about to stumble, she lifted her foot and just stepped over the rolling golden cup.

"Magic Scroll, where are you~!"

Xiaoyu sighed and continued walking forward.

Strangely, the golden cup stopped immediately after rolling over Xiaoyu, and became disheveled in the breeze.

The breeze that originally blew from south to north paused for a moment, and then turned from north to south.

Next, Xiaoyu dodged the falling books, walked around the swaying wooden planks piled with ropes, and nimbly lowered her head to avoid the curtains fluttering in the wind.

“Huahua——!”

The fluttering curtain looked at Xiaoyu's back, shook violently a few times, and then stopped fluttering reluctantly.

Xiaoyu's distressed mumbling echoed in the corridor.

"Magic Scroll, if you are really magical, can you guide me?"

Xiaoyu was gloomy, she didn't want to disappoint Yang An.
outside world.

In the dark sky, spells flickered like blooming fireworks.

The battle looks intense.

But in fact it is.

The Curse Blue follower, the Cyclops, who had been so majestic just now, was now in a miserable state.

The left arm, which was like a sickle, was broken in half, leaving only half of it. Dark green blood continued to flow down his body.

He was surrounded by a cage of dazzling golden flames.

It’s a pity that the Cyclops couldn’t open his mouth or speak, otherwise he would definitely roar loudly.

A gentleman can be killed but not humiliated. Just kill me.
".Next is the magic defense strength test."

Yang An was floating in the air not far away, wearing a white coat and holding a notebook in his hand, constantly recording something on it.

The devil's followers.

What a great experimental opportunity, I can unscrupulously test the lethality of black magic, and roughly estimate the strength of the demon based on the opponent's strength.

It doesn't cry out in pain, and doesn't have the psychological burden of human experimentation. It has strong vitality and can use gravity magic.

Apart from being unable to parasitize, it is simply the best experimental subject.

"Explode them all!"

As Yang An waved the Dragon Fang Staff, a deep red fireball suddenly appeared in front of the Cyclops trapped in the Holy Flame Cage.

"boom--!"

Wait for the flames to die down.

The Cyclops' broken arm was standing in front of him, and the fire magic did not attach to his hard shell.

"call out--!"

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the Cyclops's eye shot out a deep purple beam of light, attacking Yang An.

Unfortunately, the next second, Yang An’s figure disappeared from the spot in a flash and teleported to the side.

Watch the beam of light flash by.

"It seems to be a mental attack." Yang An's eyes lit up, and he bit the tip of the pen and quickly wrote something down.

"Okay, let's increase the magic power."

As he spoke, Yang An waved his staff again.

A dazzling dark golden flaming dragon rushed out from the magic wand and rushed towards the Cyclops who was standing there in a daze.

Caught off guard, the Cyclops had to turn around suddenly and use his back to block the attack.

"Boom boom boom——!"

An even brighter fireball appeared high in the sky.

When the flames disappeared, the Cyclops floating in the air was already shaky, and the hatred and malice in its one eye had condensed into substance.

There was not a single part of his body intact, especially his back, which was blown into a bloody mess, charred and emitting a disgusting stench.

But it is recovering quickly.

The one-eyed man began to quickly absorb the surrounding magic power.

“I didn’t expect that its defense against magic power is quite high.” Yang An narrowed his eyes and shook his wrist.

"Then try this!"

"Li Huo!"

This time, what gushed out from Yang An’s wand was a pitch-black fierce fire.

In the blink of an eye, it transformed into a fierce fire phoenix, and after letting out a sharp cry, it rushed towards the Cyclops.

Wrap up the Cyclops.

Once the fierce fire touches something, it will never go out, but will burn bigger and bigger.

The completely insane Cyclops could no longer bear it and rushed towards Yang An outside the cage, not caring even if the golden flames burned his body.

Yang An has already recorded most of the experimental data.

"The strength of this one is enough to sweep across ordinary countries. Tsk, it turns out that this world still doesn't follow science." Yang An sighed.

He calmly looked at the Cyclops that was rushing towards him.

This resurrected Cyclops was the culprit who destroyed the Lotus Temple as predicted, but unfortunately he couldn't even reach the ground of the earth.

Yang An put away the records, tilted his head and stared at the Curse Blue followers who were getting closer and closer, and stretched out his hand.

"Crack!"

A powerful gravitational force emanated from Yang An's hands, and a deep purple light enveloped the oncoming Cyclops, as Yang An clenched his hands fiercely.

next moment.

The Cyclops' body was being squeezed directly and was on the verge of breaking.

It can be seen that there is shock and astonishment in the Cyclops's big eyes. The next second, its exoskeleton is completely shattered and squeezed into a spherical object.

Don't forget that as the son of darkness, Yang An can use the talent of a dark creature every day.

As a follower of Zhulan, the Cyclops is naturally a race of dark creatures.

It can control gravity and use gravitational magic, so Yang An can naturally do it too.

Inside the Lotus Temple.

"I found it!!!"

While everyone was waiting, Xiaoyu finally appeared.

She jogged along, holding a scroll covered with runes in her hand, and breathlessly announced the good news.

"?!!"

The temple guards were stunned.

He looked at the magic scroll in Xiaoyu's hand in disbelief.

"Yes, it is the magic scroll!" The old man's eyes lit up and he stepped forward quickly, "Give us the magic scroll and we will strengthen the seal immediately!"

However, before they could reach Xiaoyu, they were blocked by Yang An.

"Wait a mininute."

Yang An said calmly to the old man, then waved to Xiaoyu.

"Xiaoyu, come here first."

Compared to these temple guards, Xiaoyu naturally trusts Yang An more.

She trotted along, bypassing the temple guards, ran to Yang An, and proudly handed the scroll in her hand to him.

"How about it, am I awesome?"

"I told you you can do it. I'll leave it with you first." Yang An smiled at Xiaoyu. This smile made Xiaoyu's face even redder.

opposite.

"What are you doing, little friend?"

When the old man saw Yang An standing in front of Xiaoyu and looking wary of them, his face darkened and he asked in confusion.

"It's better to keep this scroll with us to be on the safe side," said Yang An.

what!
The expressions of the temple keepers all showed a hint of agitation.

The old man frowned, "Young friend, don't you trust us?"

"There are indeed some." Yang An did not deny it, causing the old man's expression to stiffen.

"As the guardians of the Lotus Temple, we have been fighting against the demons for thousands of years. You don't need to doubt us."

"Or are you, my friend, blinded by greed and wanting to take the magic scroll away?"

At this point, the old man who had been very kind just now, turned a little colder.

Yang An laughed, "I never said that. If you didn't have something to hide, how could you just say it out loud?"

Although Yang An had not yet determined that there were problems with these temple guards, now there are most likely problems with these temple guards.

The atmosphere was becoming tense.

Xiaoyu was a little surprised because the temple guards were not like this just now.

She tugged at Yang An's sleeve, not understanding what was going on. Yang An turned around and rubbed Xiaoyu's head, signaling her to be patient.

Yang An naturally had his reasons for doing this.

He seriously doubted it.

I'm afraid the souls within the bodies of these temple keepers are no longer theirs.

Just now when I was waiting for Xiaoyu to come back.

Yang An suddenly discovered that some of the people guarding the temple were marked as dark creatures.

How can this be.

Even though these temple guards had their bodies corroded by the cursed blue evil spirit, they were not marked as black-air creatures. Only those of a different human race could experience such a change.

Yang An was alert at the time, and later discovered that all these temple guards were quickly marked as dark creatures.

Plus, the surprise on their faces when Xiaoyu came back.

The old man explained it before.

Their bodies were corroded by the evil energy of the moon, making it impossible for them to pass through the sealed barrier and leave, let alone touch the magic scroll filled with righteous energy.

But at this moment the old man suddenly wanted to take the magic scroll himself.

It would be strange if there were no ghosts.

really.

After listening to Yang An’s judgment.

The old man who was still standing there looked gloomy and said, "Nonsense!"

"No matter what, the seal of the Lotus Temple must not be broken. Give me the magic scroll."

As he spoke, the temple guards behind the old man made gestures as if they were going to surround the two men and block their way.

When Xiaoyu saw these people's strange expressions and red eyes, she couldn't help but feel a little more afraid. After all, she was just a little girl.

I am also afraid of those monsters and ghosts.

"Yang An, why don't we just run away." Xiaoyu quietly pulled Yang An's sleeve.

With so many people, can Yang An be their match?
“Don’t worry.” Yang An stared at the red light in the eyes of the temple guards, his heart sank. It seemed that he guessed right.

"Xiaoyu, take the magic scroll to the lotus bag. They have been afraid to get close to the lotus bag. I will deal with them."

After hearing Yang An's instructions, Xiaoyu hesitated for a moment, gritted her teeth and shook her head, "I can help you. There is a girl inside this magic scroll. She told me it is very powerful."

"Huh?" Yang An was a little surprised, seeing Xiaoyu staring at him with her stubborn big eyes.

After thinking about it, he smiled.

"Well, let's fight side by side, but you have to protect the scroll in your hand."

"Do not worry!"

Xiaoyu was extremely happy and smiled widely.

All along, when Dad and Uncle Long were around, they would always say, "Xiaoyu, get out of the way. Xiaoyu is too dangerous. Xiaoyu, you can't come with us."

but.

She also wanted to do her part to help, instead of just standing by and watching Uncle Long and the others take risks.

Facing the temple guards who were surrounding her step by step with strange expressions, Xiaoyu showed her bravery and raised the opened scroll calmly.

"Hmph, let me show you how powerful I am!"

(End of this chapter)