Galan wave?

This thing is most familiar to Luo Yuan.

Who would have thought that it would be used today?

"If I bring this thing back, can it protect her life?"

His ink-colored eyes were shining with bits of silver, and they were like the weak water in the ninth heaven. Without a trace of emotion, he quietly stared at the Medicine King in front of him.

There is no such thing as a 100% guarantee when it comes to saving people's lives.

The little fox on this bed was really hurt inside. Even though the King of Medicine had exhausted all his medical skills, he still did not dare to agree to the divine king in front of him.

"Emperor, I will try my best on this matter."

For a moment, the room fell into silence, and everyone's breathing seemed to be infinitely louder. Everyone was waiting for Luo Yuan's reaction. But the emperor's eyes fell directly on the little fox on the couch, his eyes flowing and loving.

deep.

The next second, Luo Yuan flicked his sleeves, and a pure immortal power condensed in his right hand and transformed.

Suddenly, Zhichuan Sword appeared in Luo Yuan's hand.

"Your Majesty!"

"Keep her safe for me."

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the room took a breath of air.

It happens to be Liuhua Island, and it happens to be this Jialanlang...

Weng Ji and Yu Yan's faces were full of helplessness. They looked at each other lightly and said nothing.

"King Medicine, if my lord really brings Jialan Lang back, can this little fox really be saved?"

"Alas -" King Yao walked slowly to Zhiyang's side, sighed softly, and seemed to have already told the answer that everyone least wanted to hear, "I don't know what kind of torture this fox suffered before he was alive. His muscles, veins and bones were all broken.

, the internal force backfired, looking at the spells left in its body, it seems that there is also bone-corroding fire... It is already destiny to be able to survive until this moment..."

"Bone-corroding fire? Isn't this a demon's magic?" Yu Yan was silent for a moment and then asked suddenly.

"This is what is strange about Xiaoxian. In the Three Realms, the demons have disappeared for thousands of years. Thousands of years ago, the Fox Emperor and the Fox Queen died due to this technique. The witch Zhiyang judged the Three Realms, and the bone fire she used did not

Such purity..."

"Could it be that the witch came back again?"

At this moment, the three people in the room were silent. No one could tell what it was. If the witch really came back, things would not be that simple.

Guided by his spiritual thoughts, Luo Yuan accelerated with all his strength, heading towards Liuhua Island.

Nearing the seaside, Luo Yuan also calmed down. While recovering his previously overdrawn mental strength, he made detailed plans on how to obtain Jialan Lang after he landed on the island.

He has never lacked strength. What's more, no matter how powerful Dajiao Xuanyuan is, he still managed to escape unscathed back then.

However, this was the only thing that made Luo Yuan's judgment wrong. This Dajiao Xuanyuan was originally the first dragon in the world. He was very competitive and if he lost once, he would definitely not lose a second time.

Entering the North Sea and continuing to the north is Liuhua Island.

Luo Yuan's forward speed gradually slowed down, guided by his spiritual thoughts. Luo Yuan knew that he was approaching Liuhua Island and was only the last short distance away from the destination of his trip.

The Zhichuan Sword was held out in his hand. Whenever Luo Yuan looked at the white crystal stone on the hilt, he would always feel a bit lonely.

The spar was given to him by Zhiyang, and it was emblazoned on the sword and exuded a faint brilliance. If it hadn't been for him and this Zhichuan sword, Zhiyang wouldn't have become what he is now.

If I had protected her carefully back then, maybe nothing would have happened...

At this moment, Luoyuan was floating quietly in the air, and looking faintly from the clouds, an island was floating quietly on the sea.

He took a deep breath. The fresh, moist and salty air was breathed into his lungs. He raised his head and looked at the golden sun in the sky, and a faint voice suddenly spread across the entire island.

"Dajiao Xuanyuan, today I am only for Jialanlang!"

The bright voice cut through the silent sky like a sharp sword, seeming to declare war on the entire North Sea, and seemed to completely disperse the anger in the heart.

At this moment, birds started to fly from the forest, and the entire Liuhua Island was trembling slightly.

Amidst the angry shouts, Luoyuan rose into the air, his eyes bursting with extremely tenacious faith. On his body, a layer of faint white light lit up, and the source of this light was his surging divine power.

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A strange buzzing sound sounded on the island at the same time, followed by a burst of human voices.

"You, Xiaoxiao, have come to disturb my purity again!"

At this moment, the Zhichuan sword was held in Luo Yuan's hand, the tip of the sword tilted towards the island, and his brows were filled with arrogance.

Her black hair was fluttering in the wind, and there was no trace of elegance on her white robe, but instead it was filled with a chilling air.

In the past ten thousand years, very few people have come to challenge the majesty of Dajiao Xuanyuan, but the last person to escape unscathed is the person who is arrogant in the sky at this moment.

The originally calm sky gradually changed. The originally clear sky was suddenly shrouded in dark clouds. Thunder struck, and everything in the eyes gradually became dark. The environment on the island formed a clear contrast with the surrounding sea. This area

The chill did not spread outward, and the solemn atmosphere seemed to make the air condense and twist slightly.

"Why does the Lord Luoyuan in the Three Realms disturb my purity again and again!"

Luo Yuan's expression remained unchanged, silvery white light emerged from his feet, and his figure slowly floated down to the island. Among the entire mixed team, he was the most shining presence.

Boom——, a dark yellow figure flew out from the cave on the island, and the extremely huge flying dragon appeared in front of Luo Yuan, almost instantly, it came to Luo Yuan.

Although this was not the first time he faced Dajiao Xuanyuan, Luo Yuan's heart still tightened. As an emperor, he clearly understood what he was facing now.

The ancient mythical beast, the first dragon between heaven and earth.

Even so, Luo Yuan still didn't feel timid at all.

With a cold snort, the Zhichuan Sword in Luo Yuan's hand became a little empty, and a silver light was released from Luo Yuan's body and enveloped the Zhichuan Sword.

Silver-white divine power poured out, pointing directly at the big horn Xuanyuan in front of him.

In an instant, the originally majestic divine power suddenly dispersed, and a large amount of silver light turned into water droplets and scattered in all directions. Only a small amount of divine power was used to collide with Luoyuan's Zhichuan Sword.

The two divine powers collided with each other. Luo Yuan's figure stayed in place quietly and directly defeated Dajiao Xuanyuan's blow. At the same time, Luo Yuan's figure flashed and turned into a silver light, coming behind Dajiao Xuanyuan.

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With this blow, Luo Yuan easily defused Dajiao Xuanyuan's attack.

Both parties actually understood that this attack was just the simplest test. A faint light flickered, and Luo Yuan's eyebrows showed a trace of arrogant divine power fluctuations. His figure quietly flashed over the big horn Xuanyuan, turning into a profound sword energy.

, up to its dragon scales.

All dragons have reverse scales. If we find the Great Horn Xuanyuan reverse scale, this battle can be over quickly.

At this moment, Luo Yuan was frantically searching Dazai Dajiao Xuanyuan. When he received such an impact, he would subconsciously cover up the most vulnerable parts. What Luo Yuan was looking for was such small movements.

It seemed that everything went as Luoyuan thought. His heart sank. Even though he had faced ancient beasts like Dajiao Xuanyuan, his power seemed to have exceeded his budget.

It only takes eight hundred years to cultivate so quickly?

"Luo Yuan...why are you here?" The deep voice carried pressure. The sound was transmitted into the air, and a blood pressure swept through Luo Yuan's body instantly. The blood in his body seemed to be slightly weakened by this pressure.

Trembling.

"I just ask Jialan Lang to save the life of my beloved wife."

"Beloved wife? Wasn't the one from a hundred years ago not enough?" Dajiao Xuanyuan smiled faintly, but his laughter was full of doubts. "The last one was still for the sake of your talent.

If you ask again today, it is just wishful thinking."

As he spoke, Dajiao Xuanyuan's body suddenly tumbled in the air, and flames condensed from his mouth and continued to spurt out towards Luoyuan.

Luo Yuan's figure flashed and floated quietly in the air, but the next second, the tail of Dajiao Xuanyuan was swung up and fanned straight towards Luo Yuan. A thunderbolt fell directly and hit Luo Yuan hard.

"Boy, go back. This Jialanlang is not the one you should take." Although Dajiao Xuanyuan has not appeared in the Three Realms for many years, he has heard of the name Luoyuan.

The most outstanding disciple of Lingbao Tianzun has extraordinary talents and bones. If such a talent really falls into his hands, it will really be a loss to the three realms.

The Zhichuan sword was propped on the ground, and Luo Yuan slowly stood up. The originally elegant immortal in white clothes was stained with dust, and his hair was slightly messy. On his delicate face, the bright red at the corner of his mouth looked particularly dazzling.

"Today, I only ask for Jialanlang!"

Luo Yuan's eyes turned blood red, and with the tenacity between his sword eyebrows, he seemed to have made a decision. He picked up the sword in his hand and faced Dajiao Xuanyuan again.

"Stubborn!"

After this sound, the sky and the earth changed color into chaos, and blue-purple sky thunder was hidden in the sea of ​​clouds.

Dark clouds and purple lightning enveloped Luo Yuan and Dajiao Xuanyuan. The Zhichuan Sword in Luo Yuan's hand split the falling thunder, but there were too many. Facing Dajiao Xuanyuan in front of him, his eyes were like swords, and he cut off the falling thunder.

After the thunder split and dissipated, it instantly arrived on the back of Dajiao Xuanyuan.

Stabilizing his body, the rolling thunder around him showed no sign of continuing to chase Luo Yuan. The Zhichuan sword in his hand scratched across the scales on Dajiao Xuanyuan's back. Sparks flew everywhere where the blade and scales scratched.

Although it leaves a trace, it doesn't matter.

The scales of Dajiao Xuanyuan are extremely hard, and although Zhichuan is a divine weapon, it cannot hurt one or two of them. His figure kept surging, and Luoyuan rushed towards the dragon's head.

An angry roar sounded from Dajiao Xuanyuan's mouth, and he suddenly jumped into the air. His whole body flew towards the abyss like a wave. His body was still in the air, but the surrounding purple lightning thunder formed in his mouth.

A huge ball of light.
Chapter completed!