Chapter 302 (1/2)

”Luochuan peak!”

Snow dance recognize the identity of this figure, face slightly startled, immediately call out the cold snow Wu Ling.

Hum!

The cold and cold air roared out like mountains and seas, with the snow dancing as the center, rushing in all directions, freezing the air into frost, trying to stop the castration of Luochuan peak.

However, these cold frost, under the bombardment of Luochuan peak, all turned into pieces, and her palms overlapped endlessly, landing in front of the snow dancing body, which made her unable to give birth to a trace of resistance.

Snow dance injury, too heavy, even standing is extremely difficult.

What's more, luochuanfeng's cultivation has reached seven levels. With all his efforts, snow dance has no chance of winning. With only one stroke, he was blown out and fell several meters away.

”Dancing sister!”

See snow dance hurt to the ground, Luo Lan is anxious to cry out, but she did not rush out like this, instead, she opened her hands, and her whole body burst out with a touch of blue light.

In an instant, a delicate and transparent water lily shadow appears on the top of Luolan's head. The lotus petals are triple, which radiate the power of vitality. It is just like a river entering the sea, blocking the way of luochuanfeng.

”It's beyond one's ability to dare to block my way even though you are only gathering spirits in the five fold sky!” Luo Chuanfeng spits out a sneer, and the violent Yin evil spirit erupts. The palm shadow rushes out like a huge wave, which makes the space tremble.

Hoo Hoo Hoo Hoo!

Many palms roared and destroyed everything, oppressed in front of Luo Lan. If the sea invaded the boat, all the people present were shocked and stared at each other.

”Lolan, run away!” Seeing this, the snow dances and shouts in a hurry. When he is about to make a move, he finds that he is covered by the rage of Yin evil spirit and is hard to move.

In addition to her, other groups of people were also entangled with death and couldn't get out of it. They could only open their eyes and watch this scene happen helplessly.

”Die!”

Luochuanfeng is another drink, belonging to the spirit of the seven heaven, unreservedly released, the shadow of the palm flashed wildly, ready to kill Luo Lan, break the cloud Teng hall at one stroke.

”Am I going to die?” Luo Lan gazed at the violent palm, like a gem in her eyes, there was no fear of death, but some were calm.

In her mind, light and shadow came out.

The first light and shadow is in Luojia village.

Luo Lan lies on Chu Xingyun's back. They walk through the endless storm of sword spirit. The spirit beast is broken and they fight their way.

The second light and shadow is the way to the imperial city.

Luo Lan sat on the carriage, Chu Xingyun with a face, explained the mystery of Wu Ling in detail, sometimes asked questions, sometimes reached out to pat her forehead, just like a strict teacher.

The third light and shadow, the fourth light and shadow

These lights and shadows are replayed over and over again. There are moving, surprise, tranquility, and hardship. All kinds of tastes are mixed and memories are numerous. Luo Lan's mouth is filled with a faint smile unconsciously.

”Elder brother Chu said that death is more important than Mount Tai and lighter than Hongmao. If you can hold on to Yunteng hall, even death is worth it.” Luo Lan murmured in his heart and looked at all the people. It seemed that he wanted to brand all the faces in his heart.