Fantasy: Storytelling Covers the Sky, the Saint Falls in Love

'Exchange dragon bones and reshape the golden body? ' Shen Lang listened to Han Lian's words, his expression slightly condensed, and he immediately began to ponder.

One's own family knows one's own affairs. As the eldest son of the Shen family, the demon-controlling family of the North Sea, although his inheritance was not complete due to the destruction of his family, he still had some methods of controlling beasts and had some understanding of this aspect. He had saved the dying Azure Dragon cub at the bottom of Xiangting Lake before, based on his own experience in controlling beasts.

In the current situation, he used his own blood to hang on to the life of the Azure Dragon cub. Relying on his own blood talent, he could barely use the Azure Dragon's talent.

In order to save his life, Shen Lang had already taken the risk of falling in his own realm, and there was no other way.

After listening to Han Lian's advice, he was immediately moved.

However, this method of exchanging dragon bones was too difficult for him now. It was undoubtedly more difficult than ascending to heaven to use it.

Because he lacked the inheritance of this method, acting rashly would undoubtedly be courting death.

Han Lian looked at him hesitantly.���, recalling the process in the book, and suddenly said:"I know that your methods are a little worse now, and you can't use this method.

But Shen Lang, you are dealing with trouble for Cao Yuanliang after all. Even if you can't do it, you still need to ask the Nanhuang Yuman Duan family. After all, the blue dragon cub did not really die. There is no other way. It is not without a glimmer of hope to leave the matter to the dragon clan.

As for whether to tell that star, it is not something I can say for sure."

Yes, Han Lian's suggestion to him is one of the methods recorded in the novel.

Cao Yuanliang likes fame and often causes trouble. It is often Shen Lang who helps and secretly eases the conflict.

But if the mess is too big, there will always be a day when it can't be blocked. After the incident, the Xiangting Lake Dragon King invited five brothers and sisters in the Purple Mansion Realm, and there was also a dragon king in the Nirvana Realm to support the battle, and stirred up the three thousand miles of Xiangting Lake, intending to threaten the lives of ordinary people in Xiangxi Prefecture and hand Cao Yuanliang over to the dragon clan.

During this period, many twists and turns occurred. I don't think Shen Lang knew the real details.

But now, because of Han Lian's storytelling, Shen Lang was able to escape from the center of the vortex for a short time. He didn't know the whole story.

After listening to Han Lian's words, Shen Lang made a decision.

He looked at Han Lian, and suddenly there was some hesitation on his face. He sighed and said,"This matter...Thank you very much.

I, Shen Lang, have always been clear about gratitude and resentment. Sir, you are willing to give me some advice, so I cannot repay resentment with kindness. However, sir, your discussion of Tianjiao involves a wide range of issues, so please be careful with your words and actions. Sir,...Take care!"

After he said this, a look of determination flashed across his face, and he bowed to Han Lian. Then, inexplicable patterns emerged around his body and turned into a magic array.

Looking at the other person's figure, Han Lian was a little dazed for a moment. Suddenly, he thought of something and blurted out:"Be careful, Xingzi!" After the voice fell, Shen Lang paused slightly, but did not respond. In a blink of an eye, the figure disappeared.

Seeing this scene, Han Lian shook his head silently. He no longer had any interest, turned around and walked back.

Master Wuding and Leng Hanchan looked at this scene, and their expressions also slowed down slightly, especially Master Wuding. The curiosity in his eyes became more and more intense.

As a great cultivator who practiced the seventh realm, he naturally disdained to use means to listen to what both parties said, but the other party came with malice and finally left with worry. He saw it clearly.

"I said, you see, Mr. Han is a man of good fortune, so he will be safe and sound...."

Before he finished speaking, he saw Han Lian's shadow swaying slightly under the moonlight. In the blink of an eye, it spread out like oil paint and enveloped Han Lian. A spiritual consciousness full of malice entered his mind.

"Hehehe, finally I found the chance, let me take your soul and see why you know so much..."

Zen Master Wu Ding looked at the figure and could not help but get angry:"How dare you!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw him flip his hand and grab a Zen bead, ready to hit.

But at the last moment, he vaguely sensed some fluctuations coming from Han Lian, and while he was suspicious, he held down Leng Hanchan who was about to attack.

"No hurry, let's wait and see."

Han Lian was not panicked at all in the face of such a scene. He turned over his palm and took out the incomplete forbidden weapon of the Taoist Palace.

This incomplete forbidden weapon was a small box three inches long. Han Lian activated it slightly, and it trembled slightly and opened a little.

In just a moment, a sword sounded. In the box, thousands of flying swords were aimed at the shadow. It screamed and flew back, but was pushed into the sky by the flying sword.

When the sound of the sword faded away, A slightly hunched figure appeared in the air not far in front of him, with a scarlet cane on his trembling arm. At a glance, a shadow could be vaguely seen moving.

The man looked at Han Lian with a look of resentment and disbelief.

But he still did not give up. In a blink of an eye, a headless black robe celestial being condensed, opened its five fingers, and suppressed Han Lian.

This celestial being had completely turned into a physical entity, with a three-color halo circulating around it, and it was obviously at the third level of the butterfly transformation.

"Even if there is a forbidden spiritual weapon to protect it, how many times can you use this forbidden spiritual weapon?"

Han Lian did not respond to the other party. He looked at the other party without any change in his expression.

When the attack of the black-robed celestial phenomenon was about to reach him, his mind moved slightly, and a breath of hot and cold raged from him.

Boom!

But a simple and vigorous phantom rose from the ground behind Han Lian. It was as translucent as jade, and its whole body was covered with patterns condensed by the yin and yang auras.

Around it, the phantoms of the moon and the sun emerged faintly, and slowly flowed with him as the track. The attack had not yet touched Han Lian's surroundings, and it dissipated completely in an instant.

The celestial phenomenon born from Han Lian's chaotic body practicing the practice method of this world: the sun and the moon patrol the sky!

Once this celestial phenomenon appeared, seeing that his attack was easily resolved, the man's expression was full of disbelief. He did not hesitate at all and turned to escape

""Since you want to be my enemy, how can you come and go as you please?"

Han Lian snorted coldly, and the sun and moon patrolling the sky behind him raised his palm and slapped his figure.

It seemed extremely far away, but the black-robed figure, together with the celestial phenomenon, seemed to be fixed in place.

He struggled hard, and above his headless celestial phenomenon, a three-color halo could be vaguely seen flowing endlessly. The figure split his chest in an instant, and a bloodshot eyeball emerged, emitting a dark black beam of light.

But all this, in front of the seemingly illusory sun and moon patrolling the sky, was like a decoration.

The palm pushed the light column back into the body of the celestial phenomenon little by little until the two touched.

‘...’Accompanied by an indescribable sound, the headless celestial phenomenon trembled slightly, and then emitted an infinite amount of cold air, freezing the entire celestial phenomenon.

The three-color halo on it gradually faded under the cold air, turning from solid to virtual, and dissipated completely.