"I think you probably won't." Yi Yan said.

"How can I see it?" asked the Axe Demon General with a smile.

"You are not the kind of person who can be ordered and driven at will." Yi Yan said.

"What if I'm happy to take you? Can you stand my axe?" The Axe Demon General's face suddenly turned solemn, and he seemed to have turned into a stone mountain without any vitality, looking down at the sight.

Yi Yan's lips were pursed into a line, and a trace of blue appeared deep in his eyes, and then he slowly said: "I can't stand it. I believe that not many people in this world can stand your axe, but when your axe shatters me, you will find that your axe will no longer be powerful and you will not be able to walk out of this mountain."

The Axe Demon General of course understood what Yi Yan meant that even if he killed Yi Yan, Yi Yan would cause him to be seriously injured. After being seriously injured, it would not be easy to leave this mountain at this time. The red-haired ghost king next to him was sneering, as if he was ready to get a bargain at any time.

The once silent and weak boy has grown into a sheathless sword, and it hurts his hand if he holds it.

The axe demon general seemed to have a fire of nothingness, and a swelling evil aura pressed towards Yi Yan. A golden light surged on Yi Yan's body. In an instant, he seemed to have become a different person. The golden light on his body was filled with resentment that was about to tear the world apart, and it was filled with a breath of destruction.

This is the body protection of the divine light. The basis of this spell is the divine power of the heavenly stripes on his body. In the golden light, there seems to be a divine text of the heavenly stripes flashing like a lightning flower. Yi Yan and Yi An'an sit in it.

Suddenly, a white spiritual light rushes into the sky in the distance, shattering the evil clouds shrouded in the sky, and a piece of shattered moonlight sprinkled down.

I don’t know how many pairs of eyes looked there in the darkness at this moment, and that was the place where Luo Xiao’s Lord Peak was.

Yi Yan and the Axe Demon God General were no exception. Suddenly, the Axe Demon God General stood up and left. The moment he stood up, the long-handled axe in his hand swung in front of him, shattering the darkness, and he himself disappeared in a blink of an eye as if he was rushing into the water.

The red-haired ghost dynasty who had been standing next to him leaped in the air and disappeared silently.

When Yi Yan saw all this, he instantly understood that Luo Xiao's life and death were in the present day. He did not expect that it would be so fast that he didn't know what to do to help Lin Mingting and Luo Xiao.

Help them defeat countless demons in the dark? How could it be done? What else can I do besides this? Yi Yan doesn’t know.

He pulled Yi An and the demons in the dark toward Luo Xiaozhu Peak. In the dark, there were shadows.

Before Yi Yan was halfway through, a person suddenly appeared above Luo Xiaozhu Peak. It was an old man. The old man had white hair and beard and a moon-white Taoist robe. He stood in the sky. There was a surging light of inspiration around him. He saw a staff made of a skeleton wrapped in his hand, and he raised it into the sky. In an instant, the darkness of the whole world was dispersed, and a sun seemed to appear in the sky.

Yi Yan saw all kinds of monks escaping from the stones, tree poles, leaves, and grass around him. Under the white light, there was no escape, and they were clearly revealed.

Yi Yan's soul was blind and deaf in the white light. With Luoxiao Mountain as the center, it seemed like a sun appeared in this world, but Yi Yan's heart was dark.

In an instant, the white light burst out and turned into a rain of white light arrows, shooting towards all directions.

Yi Yan was shocked because under the cover of this white light arrow, he suddenly hugged Yi An in his arms, and a golden light surged from his body. The golden light was like a flame, surging up. The divine texts in the golden light jumped, and the white light arrows came from the distance and shot into the golden light.

The Tiantiao Divine Culture made an electric light and hit the white light arrow. The white light exploded, and it exploded with the divine light protecting Yi Yan's body. He felt a pain in his back, and his body seemed to be shot through by an arrow. He couldn't help looking down at his chest, but it was not shot through, but the feeling of being penetrated by the heart was extremely clear.

This is a magical meaning, and the most difficult thing to resolve is this.

Yi Yan thought of the several people Lin Mingting shot when he was with him, and he didn't know what it felt like after they were shot by an arrow.

There was only one wave of white light arrows, and Yi Yan didn't know if he was lucky. He was shot by an arrow. When he recovered again, he found that many unprepared practitioners were seriously injured.

Yi Yan ignored it. He took Yi An's hand and went in one direction. As he took a step forward, the two of them shook in the darkness, and the golden light flashed and disappeared. When they reappeared, they were already in the distance. It was a stepping foot, but it was different from Luo Xiaoshan's stepping foot. It was a stepping foot that he had re-understood. Although it was not necessarily more sophisticated than Luo Xiao's stepping foot, it was suitable for him.

Just as he was shot by an arrow, he still saw a series of spiritual lights on the top of Luo Xiao Mountain heading towards all directions. It must be Luo Xiao's disciple. Yi Yan was not going to chase anyone, but to go directly to Luo Xiao's master peak.

There are many people who have the same purpose as him. It is said that they shouldn't bring Yi An at this time, but regretting it is useless. Before, he just came in to take a look, but he didn't expect that it was the final stage when he came, and it was too late to take Yi An to some safe place.

Some people say that only those who are extreme in love can be extreme in Tao, while others think that only those who are perfect in love can be more unrestrained and more in line with the great way of heaven and earth.

Yi Yan brought Yi An bystan, no matter what he did, he always had a heart of one hundred and twenty. People who were concerned sometimes had a stronger will and firmer will. Those who died were terrible, but they might not be as good as those who could not die.

Yi Yan knew that he could never die or even be hurt. Being injured means that it might lead to destruction.

He walked in the shadows in the air, pausing step by step, and was extremely vigilant. A faint blue light flashed deep in his eyes, and a golden light on his index finger of his right hand was tangled and jumping, carefully keeping a distance from every monk in the dark.

A spell light suddenly emerged in front of him. Yi Yan came nearby and saw a young monk who was entangled with a strange red vine. The vine had a barb on it, which had penetrated deeply into the monk's legs. The vine was flashing with red light, wave after wave, especially strange and terrifying.

At the same time, another crow hovered over the monk's head. Every time it circled, a black feather fell. The moment the feather fell, the crow would disappear. The feather turned into a crow when it fell on the monk's head, and rushed straight towards the monk's face, and the claws and mouth attacked the monk's eyes.

The crow and the blood-colored vine were both demons. The monk looked very young, even smaller than Yi Yan. This person was no one else, but Yi Yan had seen him in Luoxiao Mountain. At that time, Yi Yan was sitting there waiting for Wang Su and Lin Mingting to come out, and he said he wanted to take Yi Yan to a place to play, but Yi Yan did not go.

At this time, he was holding a long stone with star blue light flashing on his hands. It was this stone that protected him so that he would not be killed by the two demons for a while.

Fang Mingkong was anxious in his heart. He waved the Star Stone in his hand to block the strange crow and wanted to break the blood vine that was entangled with him. The crow fell down again, which made him unable to get rid of it for a while.

He knew that although he could be protected by the Star Stone for a while, as long as another monster came, this would be his burial place. This was once his Luo Xiao's front yard, and which monster dared to come here to play wildly?

No, no demon dares to act here.

Fang Mingkong waved the Star Stone in his hand again, and a ray of light hit him, breaking the crow that was rushing towards him. He knew that the crow would pounce again in the next moment, as if he would never be tired, and there was not much magic power in his body.

He had seen his ending and would be destroyed with Luo Xiao. He could not say he was willing or reluctant. There were many people with higher cultivation than him in Luo Xiao, otherwise he would not have been intercepted after everyone escaped from Luo Xiao Mountain.

Suddenly, he saw a person who had seen him once two years ago and heard from his third senior brother in the following days.
Chapter completed!