"Puff puff puff!"

The three disciples of the Sword Sect flew out in one go, blew blood from their mouths, and there was still fear in their eyes, which made them unable to come back to their senses for a long time.

After half of the incense stick, they gradually regained their spirits, and were silent, dull, and finally sighed!

"We are too weak to enter the space of fortune!"

The three strong men were extremely disappointed, and great fortune was in front of them, but they could not get anything and they didn't even have the qualifications to enter the door.

"Fortunately, the Holy Son has entered, otherwise this fate would have been taken away by Xia Kunlun!"

As soon as the third son of the Jian Sect finished speaking, a figure flew out of the mysterious space and fell to the ground with a scream. He struggled violently and quickly got up!

"Son of the Holy Son!"

The faces of the three geniuses of the Sword Sect changed drastically, and Fan Jian was also beaten out!

"Mad, there's a lot of trouble!"

Fan Jian wanted to cry very much. The four geniuses of their Sword Sect were not as good as Xia Kunlun, and they were all beaten out.

Could it be that they can’t get the inheritance here? Will Su Yan intercept it?

"Xia Kunlun!"

After waiting for a while, Fan Jian shouted anxiously: "Brother, we can't help but be authentic. This is the creation of my Sword Sect. You can't just take it alone. If the old monsters of my clan find out, they might get you cramped and peeled off..."

Jian Jingshan and the others were extremely anxious, thinking of notifying the true immortal of the Jian Sect.

But then they all looked green, and there were many true immortals gathered here in the Sword Sect, but the Four Saint Sword Domains were not qualified to come in, and they were even said to have taken away the fortune inside!

"Brother, have you heard it?"

"The old man from the Sword Sect will kill me, so give me a way out!"

Fan Jian kept shouting and begging, as he said as miserable as he was.

He cried here and howled for a long time, his throat was almost smoking, and his throat was hoarse, and he almost cried.

The three geniuses of the Sword Sect were so dark that they wanted to say, could they not do this? After all, you are also the sage son of the Sword Sect, can you pay a little attention to your image?

But what they didn't expect was that Su Yan's figure appeared in the mysterious tunnel and waved helplessly at Fan Jian: "Stop shouting, my ears are almost blowing. Come in, brother will take you flying!"

"Brother, haha, brother, take off quickly!"

Fan Jian yelled excitedly and couldn't wait to rush in.

"Brother, I want to go too!"

"Brother, please take me one. I want to go in and take a look, and I will help you..."
Chapter completed!