“Luoran, are you going to leave first?”
Flapping its wings in the air, Crystal smiles at Lin Luoran. Unlike some foreigners who can’t even tell the surname from the first name of Huaxia citizens, she has paid great effort in learning the language of Huaxia. But her deliberate, intimate address and misleading words are obviously meant to make the cultivators, who are fighting tentacles monsters, misunderstand that Lin Luoran flies to the sky alone to escape first.
Lin Luoran looks at her coldly without answering. Wen Guanjing flies to her by the sword, saying, “Crystal, I have learned new skills. Come and fight with me!”
Crystal says in disdain, “ST, do you think I am as useless as Dana?”
Instead of getting angry, Wen Guanjing says smilingly, “I can only judge after fighting.”
As he slightly touches a tentacle with his tiptoes, his flying sword has flown out of his hand. He is very skillful at using the sword. It is a total waste to only hold it with a hand.
Although Crystal has improved a lot, Wen Guanjing has not remained the same these years. He learns from a famous master and always has a good performance when fighting enemies. It may not be possible for him to win Crystal, but there is no problem for him to buy some time.
Riddick doesn’t like it, but he won’t watch Crystal get in danger. As he spreads his wings and flies over, An is waiting for him on the way. It is a competition between magic figures and the Blood Line. There was no winner in their previous fight!
In a few seconds, Lin Luoran has flown to the highest place. Her right hand has touched the black curtain, which is soft and non-toxic, but amazingly tough. No wonder neither the sword nor the spell can break it.
The bat monster suddenly appears a few meters away from Lin Luoran. Seeing the familiar bead hanging quietly on Lin Luoran’s wrist that is touching the black curtain, the bat monster grins wickedly.
Lin Luoran doesn’t look at it, as if she didn’t know that the bat monster was at a very unfavorable distance to her.
Protected by An’s figures, Huang Weijian tightly holds the shaking bald pen and says with fear, “Take care. The monster is very fierce.”
Of course, the bald pen won’t answer the boy. As soon as he loosens his grip, the bald pen flies out impatiently. The bat monster is going to grab the bead on Lin Luoran’s wrist, but when it sees the annoying pen fly over, it flaps its wings and flies in another direction.
The bald pen keeps targeting the bat monster like a radar, so the bat monster has to face up to the annoying pen. It needs to get rid of the pen first and then deal with the cultivator in the level of Training Qi.
It was a sneak attack last time. Now it is an open confrontation. The bald pen was at a disadvantage last time. Now it chases the bat monster all over the yard, but fails to trap it. Seeing that it is the critical time for Lin Luoran to break the sky, Huang Weijian is worried, saying, “Catch it, catch it!”
The brave young boy, looking tough and determined, doesn’t know that he is showing the character of a scholar. He has inherited a little spirit of Confucianism.
He clearly feels that the bald pen seems to be able to sense his heart. Changing along with its master, the pen is not timid anymore. It quickly flies over and traps the bat monster in its light at one stroke.
The bat monster struggles to break free, and the light is about to break. However, Huang Weijian keeps moving forward, shouting, “I am not afraid of you!”
I am not afraid of you! The boy shouts several times, feeling that his blood is boiling inside. The light of the pen is as steady as his bravery. Wildly as the bat monster jumps inside, the bald pen tightly traps it, making it unable to move.
Lin Luoran smiles. Her spiritual mind has reached the space. The fire phoenix is smelling the spirit wine.
“Start!”
Given the fact that it is an ancient beast, the fire phoenix doesn’t roll its eyes at her. The cultivator always treats it as casual labor, regardless of its identity as a member of the royal family.
Although the fire phoenix thinks like this, it knows that it is unusual this time. In the past, it didn’t matter if Lin Luoran died. It and the silver fish wouldn’t be affected at all except being lonelier, and they could wait quietly for the next manager. But the bat is an obviously primitive monster. Maybe it will damage the bead by indecent means, and then it and the silver fish will suffer.
Therefore, the proud fire phoenix has to restrain its temper. Hearing Lin Luoran saying “start”, it has to leave the tempting spirit wine behind. As its long tail sweeps over the small volcano, a small Strange Fire is shaken away from the volcano.
The fire phoenix takes a breath, breathing in the Strange Fire into its mouth.
When the feathers on its head bristle, it opens its mouth and spits out a thread of fire.
The thread of fire floats. The fire phoenix is using its power to force the Strange Fire out of the space. The mist over the space makes it not as easy as it looks.
Lin Luoran can also produce Strange Fire, but it will extinguish soon under the black curtain.
Why can fire phoenix make it? Lin Luoran can’t figure out. But it is so urgent that she can’t waste time thinking about it.
A thread of fire flies out of the bead. In the dark world, it shoots at a certain point of the black curtain with all the people’s expectations.
“Goldie, Goldie…” Her spiritual mind has long been separated from the outside world. Only the telepathy between the master and servant enables Lin Luoran to contact Goldie.
The golden hawk, which is flying on the cloud, roars and swoops down.
It has heard its master’s call.
Its master needs it now!
…
With people’s eyes following it, the golden hawk swoops down from the cloud and lands on the top of the black curtain.
The trapped people haven’t got any information for a long time. Liu Zheng is thinking about asking the crazy Taoist for help. Lu Sanchun has argued with his superior, because he needs weapons that can break defense!
At this time, Goldie, which has been hovering silently, swoops down in a high-profile manner. The little crest on its head looks incomparable.
Does it come to tear up the black curtain under its master’s order? As expected, Goldie instantly comes to the place five meters above the black curtain and stops.
Eh, is it not going to tear up the black curtain with sharp claws?
They have guessed the beginning and the end correctly. But they don’t seem to have guessed the process right.
The gold hawk is not what it used to be. When its crest shakes, a white fire comes out from its mouth, falling on a point of the black dome.
How can the flame be white? Before people figure it out, they see a layer of white ice appearing on the black curtain where the white fire just fell.
Fire makes ice. It is too strange. It proves itself to be the mysterious hawk raised by Master Lin.
…
If someone can see the situation inside and outside the curtain at the same time, he will be surprised at the scene.
Lin Luoran’s yang fire and Goldie’s cold flame fall on the same point of the black curtain.
It is exactly the same point.
The bat monster suddenly stops, as if it is exhausted under the light of the bald pen. Because it feels that the energy at some point on the black curtain is becoming unbalanced. The yang fire is burning while the cold fire is freezing. The coldness and the heat are competing. The two different things, which both belong to the category of “fire”, are fighting fiercely. Both of them are desperate to break through the barriers between them, so as to fight each other. What blocks them is the black barrier, which turns out to be the bat monster’s wings.
As the barrier is becoming thinner and thinner, the two fires are getting closer. Suddenly, the bat monster moves violently, and the light of the pen is about to crumble again. Huang Weijian’s fingernails are stuck in the palm with blood flowing down. He is so stubborn that he will not give up anyway.
In a few seconds, just a few seconds, they will succeed. Lin Luoran clenches her lips.
All the people are holding on– Wen Guanjing, An, Huang Weijian, the cultivators and even the two delicate female cultivators.
Of course, Lin Luoran has no reason to give up.
Goldie doesn’t have a good command of its new ability. Lin Luoran can feel that it is tired.
It is even harder for the fire phoenix to send out its ability, because it is against the rule of the space. Lin Luoran can feel its dedication although it is so proud.
Passing through the secret land, almost being possessed, experiencing the blood pool, exploring the underground world, destroying the jade stairs to the sky, breaking in the Dragon Palace, searching for the Soul Wood…Lin Luoran knows that every step she takes is more difficult than that of ordinary people. With the help of the Tao of nature, she has reached the level of Laying Foundation in four years, but she achieved that at the risk of her life. Every step is full of danger. She has no reason to give up now.
Almost there. We must succeed!
…
When a pair of black wings suddenly appear beside Huang Weijian, Lin Luoran feels that her heart misses a beat.
With a beautiful face, fair skin, blue eyes, Alice stays in the air, smiling sweetly.
Crystal smiles, too.
Without attacking Huang Weijian, Alice just flaps its wings and moves close to the boy’s ear like a water snake. The breath of the cold-blooded vampire is unexpectedly sweet. It is a beautiful face that young boys like best, which satisfies each young man’s fantasy about first love.
Huang Weijian doesn’t know about love, but he knows that there is a distinction between males and females.
Because she doesn’t attack him, An’s figure doesn’t react at all.
Alice’s cold hands touch his cheek as she wishes. The young boy pushes away the shameless girl of the Blood Line with disgust.
However, his courage, determination, and persistence have been weakened.
The light of the bald pen can no longer trap the bat monster. It flutters out.
Alice immediately changes her expression and hits Huang Weijian hard. The young boy subconsciously crushes the bamboo sheet given by An. Wrapped by the power of magic figures, he falls down on a tentacles monster. Then the huge tentacles immediately wind him around, ready to suffocate him to death!
Have they failed? Cultivators are all discouraged. Being distracted, Wen Guanjing is also defeated following Huang Weijian, and An is beaten, too!
The bat monster suddenly appears at the neck of Lin Luoran. It wants to suck up the blood of the cultivator to vent its hatred.
Before biting, the bat monster looks at Lin Luoran, hoping to see the desperation in her eyes, which would make it more enjoyable to suck blood.
——Why is she smiling?
As Lin Luoran moves her hand away, the long-lost sunshine is pouring down. The tentacles monster quickly hides under the ground as if it saw a ghost.
The bat monster is stiff and motionless, forgetting to bite.
As the black curtain is broken, the cracks spread all around. She has really torn the black sky!
