It seems that no matter what time comes, Bu Ran will not panic or get confused.

At this time, he was the backbone of Feng Wan and others.

Feng Wan and others hurriedly followed the instructions, keeping their minds quiet and not being affected by the sounds outside.

However, the penetrating power of the sound outside was too strong, and everyone soon became unsteady again.

"Bu Ran, they are still too young."

Tyrant Lion said helplessly.

"Um."

Bu Ran's slender and white jade hands were wiped across his chest, and a snow-white piano floated in front of his eyes.

Soon, the melodious and soothing sound of the piano came, and Feng Wan and others began to slowly calm down.

Bai Yu Tiantian and Hong Hu squatted beside their respective masters, protecting their masters.

Now they are also infected by the unblemished sound of the piano, and have entered a meditative state unconsciously.

Ba Tianshi looked at the reaction of Feng Wan and others, and nodded proudly. His family must be Bu Ran, whether it is a piano or a sword, they are all so powerful.

The sound of the piano continues, and so does the sound outside.

To Feng Wan and others, the sound of the piano was a Sanskrit sound, but to the dead souls, it was just the opposite.

They didn't like the sound and wanted to leave, but they couldn't resist the temptation.

Finally, a small group left, and most of the dead souls had surrounded the stone house.

Even if several barriers are set up, they can't withstand their collision and bite.

Bu Ran will naturally not sit still and wait for death, relying on this barrier to survive until dawn.

His music can save people, but it can also kill people.

These dead souls outside have taken too many human lives and deserve to be killed.

Even if Buran kills them, he will not bear the consequences.

The strings of the piano swayed, and a large wind blade flew towards the ground.

The soul of the dead touched by the wind blade let out a pitiful cry and died instantly.

Seeing how ferocious the human monks were this time, some of the dead souls had already backed down.

But it's only a part of them. Most of the dead souls still don't believe in evil and pounce forward, which is very useful in wheel battles, trying to drain out the inexhaustible oil.

Even if Bu Ran’s spiritual power is stored deep, he can’t bear to throw it away for free like this.

The Tyrant Lion was not idle either, guarding the stone house with Bu Ran and Feng Wan and the others.

The sound of Buran's piano cannot be stopped. If it stops, Feng Wan and others will be in danger.

With the cooperation of Buran and Tyrant Lion, the darkest moment of the day finally came.

Everything in the world is relative. As long as you survive the darkest moment, light will come.

But the darkest moment is also the most dangerous. If you are not careful, you may be in danger even if you are not stained.

【Don’t dye, be careful.】

Tyrant Lion warned worriedly.

【Um.】

Buran's expression was also very serious at this moment. In his five hundred years of life, this was the first time he encountered such a difficult situation.

In the past, it could be solved with just a few swords. Now, after a group of them have been solved, a new group of people are surrounding them.

There is a feeling of infinity.

The darkest hour of the day is also when these dead souls are most powerful.

It will be several times more difficult to deal with than before.

This moment finally arrived, Bu Ran had already consumed a lot of spiritual power, and the power of these dead souls had increased exponentially.

Even though he is as strong as Buchan, sweat breaks out on his forehead.

Tyrant Lion had almost never seen his master look weak.

Although he always complains about this and that of his master, he is actually the one who cares about him the most.

【Bu Ran, hold on, we will succeed soon.】

【Um.】

You cannot break or establish. Only by pushing yourself to the limit can you achieve a breakthrough. Furan has always known this truth.

More and more powerful souls rushed forward, and many souls hit by the wind blade did not dissipate, but tried to break through the defensive formation.

Just when they were about to succeed, thunder and lightning suddenly appeared on the barrier.

The sound of a thunderclap sounded, and the dead souls who were following behind were so frightened that they immediately retreated to a safe position.

The soul of the dead who was chopped did not die, but the black energy on his body was chopped away, and the entire soul of the dead appeared white.

This kind of white soul can be reincarnated directly.

Fengwan was overjoyed, she succeeded, it was great.

Sure enough, her guess was right, her Nine Desolations Divine Thunder could really purify these dead souls.

With the help of Fengwan Leiden, I finally got through the darkest moment.

Once the darkest moment is over, a glimmer of light shines through.

The dead souls roared, and finally dispersed unwillingly.

As soon as they left, Buran stopped playing the piano and meditated to recover his spiritual power.

The others finished their meditation and immediately looked outside the defensive formation.

The dead souls have dispersed and they are safe.

Several people cheered secretly for a while, their hearts filled with gratitude to Bu Ran.

This is a life-saving grace. From now on, as long as Lord Buran Dao gives orders, they will definitely do whatever they want.

Fengwan, Feng Qingqing and Bai Yichen were okay. After all, Buran was Fengwan's guardian and had the obligation to protect her safety.

And Feng Qingqing and Bai Yichen are his disciples, and it is right for the master to protect his disciples.

But Bai Rou, Qian Yuanxun and Fu Ran can completely ignore it.

Therefore, Bai Rou and Qian Yuanxun kept this kindness in mind and thought about how to return it in the future.

After waiting for more than an hour, when the sky was completely bright, the Tyrant Lion raised its claws and withdrew the formation.

"Last night was really dangerous. I don't want to experience it again."

Bai Rou said fearfully.

Not only Bai Rou thinks this way, but others also think so.

"What do we do next?"

Everyone looked at Feng Wan.

Feng Wan's final act of assisting Bu Ran in retreating the souls of the dead once again made everyone affirm her.

Feng Wan looked at Bu Ran.

Buran is still meditating, and has obviously entered a state of selflessness.

"We will protect Uncle Buran first, and then Tiantian will take him around the perimeter after he finishes his training.

After harvesting some treasures of spiritual grass, we will go out quickly at dawn."

Fengwan's arrangements were only orderly and reasonable.

"Okay, Wanwan is right, let's protect Taoist Lord Buran first."

Last night, Bu Ran tried his best to save them, and this time it was them who protected him.

Watching the actions of these juniors, Tyrant Lion was both moved and pleased.

Bu Ran never protects the wrong person, he always repays his kindness. Okay, okay.

However, Furan also gained a lot this time. Judging from the current situation, he should have gained an epiphany.

The higher your cultivation level, the harder it is to achieve enlightenment.

Not to mention an epiphany, even a little insight is difficult.

He believed that after this enlightenment, his family would be able to touch the barrier of the Mahayana period.

But there is no rush to break through to the Mahayana realm.

Not only because the Po Cheng Dan is rare and rare, but also because the Mahayana Thunder Tribulation is quite domineering.

If the monk is not completely ready, it is better to wait before making a breakthrough.

Otherwise, you simply won’t be able to withstand the thunder calamity of the Mahayana period.

Buran is a 500-year-old transformed god, and his speed is already quite abnormal.

The sect also hopes that he will work steadily and not rush for success, so as not to have an unstable foundation and affect his subsequent advancement.
Chapter completed!