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

After Han Lian's state of mind was completely calmed down, he took a deep breath. When he thought of Leng Hanchan, his expression became a little uncertain.

Because of his existence, he has begun to affect the direction of the plot. The longer the time, the more variables there will be.

Just like now, for some reason, he has become Leng Hanchan's love tribulation.

You must know that in the original book, because of his high talent, he was feared by the strange demons.

In the end, the three forces, Nirvana Great Venerable, who was almost comparable to Hanshan Palace, took action, borrowed the spiritual weapon guarding the sect, and used the method of planting tribulation to set up a trap for Leng Hanchan.

In order not to be noticed by Hanshan Palace, the love tribulation they planted was transformed by Leng Hanchan's own moon shadow, condensing the strange shadow into a tribulation.

This kind of love tribulation is invisible and intangible, and it is difficult to calculate for some reasons.

In addition, this tribulation itself is Leng Hanchan's own shadow, and he knows Leng Hanchan very well.

When Leng Hanchan performed the method of cutting off the calamity, it was equivalent to performing self-cutting. Even if she was in Nirvana, if she was not discovered in the first time, she would be powerless to save her.

It was already a great achievement to be able to preserve her residual soul and reincarnate.

It seemed that before, the group of butterfly-transformed celestial monks of the Black Lotus Sect performed the Black Lotus Great Dip, perhaps they wanted to test Leng Hanchan.

Who knows, was the news that the butterfly-transformed monks of the Black Lotus Sect appeared in Tiannan Road intentionally released by the Black Lotus Sect?

However, at the moment...

Han Lian recalled what Leng Hanchan had said to him just now, and subconsciously touched his cheek....This is damn charming!....At this time, Leng Hanchan had already escaped dozens of miles away.

The blush on her face had not yet faded, and she was thinking...It was even more chaotic.

She stopped on the slope of a mountain and looked at the scenery below. She couldn't help but sighed:"Sure enough, expressing my feelings to Mr. Han is more tiring than practicing."

Only she knew how much energy she had spent just saying that.

She was tired.

While she was staring at the animals in pairs in the forest, she seemed to be aware of something. Her brows slightly frowned and she looked in the distance beside her.

As her sight shifted, a figure slowly emerged.

This person was fat and big-eared, lying on a chariot with his chest exposed, holding the leg of an unknown animal in his hand and gnawing on it bloodily.

Looking at Leng Hanchan, a little surprise flashed in his eyes, and he smiled:"I really never thought that I would meet the Saint of Hanshan Palace here.

If we can capture you and bring you back, even if it means paying homage to the Great Brahma, I think the great masters will agree!"

Leng Hanchan looked at the person who came and began to think quickly. Her face changed slightly, and with a flip of her hand, a moon wheel completely protected her. Her face sank slightly, and she said coldly:"You are Master Lianqing of the Black Lotus Sect!"

"Not bad, not bad. I didn't expect that the Saintess of Hanshen Palace would recognize me. I am really honored!"

He responded with a smile, and suddenly opened his big mouth, swallowing the meat that was half the size of his body in one gulp. He wiped the corners of his mouth slowly, and a series of array patterns extended from the surroundings of his chariot to the surroundings:"Little Saintess, since you recognized me, I think you already know that you can't escape, why don't you surrender?

I know that you have no rivals in the Butterfly Transformation Realm, and you can suppress the Jiaotan in Hanshan Palace that is comparable to the Jiaolong in Tongyou Realm by yourself.

But you in Hanshan Palace should also know that I have been in the peak realm of Tongyou for thirty years!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand and grabbed Leng Hanchan.

No one knew what means he used, but his palm turned into several feet in size in the blink of an eye, covering the figure of Leng Hanchan. The moon wheel rang out, and bursts of flint light came out, which made Zen Master Lianqing laugh:"Leng Hanchan, the holy lady of Hanshan Temple, controls the palace-guarding spiritual weapon Hanyue Wheel, but you are just using such an imitation when facing me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a cunning look flashed in Leng Hanchan's eyes, and his handprint changed.

The moon wheel that was originally unable to hurt Zen Master Lianqing, flashed a bright moonlight.

In just a moment, the moon wheel cut off a finger of the giant palm.

By the time Zen Master Lianqing reacted, it was too late. As it turned, it actually removed the flesh and blood on it, leaving only white bones.

As a last resort, he had to retract the method.

Looking at his bloody arm, where the granulation tissue was slowly growing, his face suddenly became gloomy.

He saw him pinching the seal with one hand, and a dark celestial phenomenon emerged.

Above this celestial phenomenon, there was a faint eight-color halo, and behind it was a phantom like a giant beast.

He roared, and controlled the celestial phenomenon to hit Leng Hanchan:"Leng Hanchan, you are looking for death!"

"Why do I feel that you are the one seeking death?"

Just when Leng Hanchan was about to use his best trick, the words of Master Wuding suddenly came from all directions.

Upon hearing this voice, Master Lianqing froze slightly, and big drops of sweat rolled down his forehead.

The next moment, he tore off his robe and was about to abandon the chariot and escape.

The robe fluttered in the sky, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a talisman, which turned into an illusory face.

As the light flowed, a dazzling beam of light fell towards Leng Hanchan.

"To this seat..."Stop!"

With a roar, Master Wuding came out.

He flicked his finger, and a beam of light pierced through the face, and even held Master Lianqing in mid-air, unable to escape.

It can be said that there was no way to heaven, and no door to the earth.

Master Lianqing did not expect that his backup plan would be useless so quickly. A bit of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes, and he was ready to fight to the death.

But when he saw the three thorns between Master Wuding's eyebrows, he was furious.���After the Nirvana Sky Mark, he was stunned, and then smiled sadly.

"I didn't deserve it. I didn't expect that Wu Ding, the great man, could actually reach the Nirvana realm...."

After he finished speaking, his face suddenly twisted slightly.

In the blink of an eye, his figure swelled up like a balloon.

Seeing this, Master Wuding clenched his five fingers slightly.

Boom!

There was a muffled sound, and Master Lianqing exploded into a pool of blood in the blink of an eye, with no bones left.

"What a domineering restriction, it's a bargain for you, you died so easily."

Seeing this scene, Master Wuding's eyes narrowed slightly. He looked at Leng Hanchan, and a gentle smile flashed in his eyes:"Hanchan, come back and talk. If you meet such a despicable person again in the future, just use the means I left for you to eliminate future troubles." As soon as the voice fell, the incarnation of Master Wuding disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Leng Hanchan looked at this scene, and the whole person was a little dazed, with a little yearning in his eyes:"To confine the surrounding space for a short time, this is...The means of Nirvana?"