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Four hundred and fortieth chapters expose the old bottom

Yan Lan smiled and said nothing, looking at Ruan Kun. She saw Ruan Kun calling to one of his men, whispering a few words in his ear, and the man galloped away quickly.

After half a stick of incense was burned, a man in yellow robe stepped into the void, landed slowly, and proudly walked into the palace. He had an ageless face, a thin beard and eyebrows, and sharp eyes. He bowed to the king with a little respect, and glanced at the king with his peripheral vision.

Sweep Yanlan and stop talking to anyone.

"Well, what a big rack!"

Yan Lan murmured in her heart, there were not many people in the Frost Kingdom who dared to ignore these elders who protected the country when they stepped into the royal palace.

Luoyang, the number one conjurer in the Frost Kingdom, naturally has his own merits, and this is where he is arrogant. Not only has his cultivation reached the Nine-Evolution Nascent Soul Stage, but his spells are also superb. Even his appearance

He will not be at a disadvantage to these elders who protect the country with half a foot in the stage of infant transformation.

Ruan Kun glanced at Luoyang with twinkling eyes, and immediately smiled and said: "Master Luoyang, I leave it to you to cast the poisonous spell on the king."

Luoyang lightly twirled his thin beard, glanced at the king without hesitation, nodded slightly and said: "Don't worry, the poisonous curse on the king has corroded the soul and penetrated deeply into the bones, but I can dissolve the poisonous curse and use education to

The spirit fruit repairs the soul and body, and within a day, the king will be back as before."

Ruan Kun raised the corner of his mouth slightly and looked towards the king. When he saw the king's face beaming with joy, he felt even more jealous.

Yan Lan shrugged his eyebrows, took a few steps forward and said, "You are the number one conjurer in the Frost Kingdom, Senior Luoyang?"

Luoyang turned to look at Yan Lan, his eyes slightly startled. At such a young age, Yan Lan's cultivation had reached the Nine-Evolution Nascent Soul stage. It was incredible. Especially when he saw the Spirit-nurturing Fruit in Yan Lan's palm, plus the sights all over Yan Lan's body

There were many scars, and the frightened light in the depths of his eyes kept jumping.

However, Luoyang still couldn't forget his identity as the number one conjurer in the Frost Kingdom. He coughed lightly and proudly said: "That's right." Then, his eyes narrowed and he asked, "Could it be you, Cong Qi?"

Yueshan retrieved the spirit-nurturing fruit."

Yan Lan smiled calmly and said: "That's it. Senior Luoyang. I would like to remind you that the number of Spirit-nurturing Fruits is limited. Senior, please don't waste the Spirit-nurturing Fruits."

Luoyang frowned and hummed proudly: "My curse is unparalleled in the Frost Kingdom. I don't need a lesson from you, a younger generation. If I fail, no one in the Frost Kingdom will be able to break the king's curse."

Yan Lan looked at the cold and arrogant Luoyang. He was not anxious or annoyed, and said with a smile: "Senior, in that case, I will wait and see. If you don't help, don't forget to call me. Otherwise, you will be in great trouble."

"Huh?" Luoyang snorted coldly and stared at Yan Lan. Yan Lan's words clearly revealed that he was superior to him in spells. But he did not think that Yan Lan had the ability to surpass him.

At this time, the king coughed lightly and said: "You two don't want to argue, why don't you come to my secret room together and ask Master Luoyang to take action first, while Yan Lan can watch quietly from the side."

The king realized that the elders were about to object, so he raised his right palm and said: "Don't worry, I can trust Yan Lan. What's more, if Yan Lan hadn't obtained the Spirit-nurturing Fruit, I don't know when I would be able to recover. You two,

plz follow me."

The king stood up slowly, stretched out his right hand, and a circle of ripples appeared in front of the throne. Luoyang immediately stepped into it proudly, and Yan Lan also stepped into it with a grin.

Immediately, the three figures disappeared.

The corner of Ruan Kun's mouth curled up with pride. Luoyang took action, and the king's illness was cured naturally. For this great achievement, not only would he receive unprecedented rewards, but his status and power would also be enhanced beyond measure.

"Hmph, when I am promoted to the Chief Elder of the Protector of the Country, and command the army of royal monks, I will not let you step on me at will even in the Tiangang Sect."

Ruan Kun looked at the other four elders who protected the country and smiled coldly. These old guys were all scrupulous about each other. Although they were just playing along on the surface, deep down, they wanted to trample on each other severely and take away each other's power.

In your own hands.

Yan Lan followed the king into a secret room. The power of his thunder soul was always radiating within a few hundred feet. When he entered the secret room, he felt that the distance between him and the old man underground was getting closer.

Without saying a word, the king sat cross-legged on a platform, and Luoyang unraveled his curse.

After a few breaths, Yan Lan's eyes suddenly became sharp.

"As expected, Ruan Kun, you are finished!"

A sneer appeared at the corner of Yan Lan's mouth, then she raised her right hand and released a burst of spiritual power to cover the king.

The eyes of the underground old man suddenly changed, and he frowned and said, "What is this kid going to do?"

At this time, Luoyang's expression also changed drastically, and he shouted at Yanlan: "Boy, if you interfere with my ability to solve the curse, you are blatantly blaspheming the king's power, and you should be punished by the Nine Clans."

The king heard the sound and slowly opened his eyes. He had just clearly felt that the poisonous spell was slowly dissipating. He was very happy, but when he saw Yan Lan stopping him, he was also a little puzzled. However, he believed that with Yan Lan's character, he would definitely

I won't do anything mindless.

Yan Lan sneered and said: "The one who should kill the nine tribes should be you, Senior Luoyang."

Luoyang's eyes swept across Yanlan like a blade, and his voice was bone-chilling and cold: "You bastard, be careful of trouble coming from your mouth."

Yan Lan stretched out, walked slowly towards the king, shrugged his eyebrows and said: "Senior Luoyang, during the process of breaking the curse, I have been sensing the fluctuations of your soul. As a spell master, don't you

We know that every kind of spell has specific spell waves; more importantly, the same spell, cast by different spell masters, will have a small amount of different waves."

"Just now, I detected the fluctuations of the spirit-dispersing curse in the king's body, and they perfectly overlapped with yours. There are more than billions of types of curses, and the fluctuations of the curses emitted by different magicians

, it is simply impossible to be perfectly the same. However, the fluctuations of your spell are so consistent with the fluctuations of the soul-dispersing spell in the king's body. Do you dare to say that it was not you who did anything to the king?"

Luoyang looked horrified, stood up suddenly, stared at Yan Lan, and shouted coldly: "You... can you detect my soul fluctuations and spell fluctuations?"

Yan Lan raised the corner of her mouth and said with a smile: "Your Excellency's soul realm is only at the early stage of the sixth level of the human realm. It is easy to detect the fluctuations of your soul and spells. Luoyang, do you think this kid is lying at all?"

Luoyang frowned. The reason why he agreed to let Yan Lan watch was not only the king's invitation, but more importantly, he was confident that his spell attainments and soul realm were both above Yan Lan. He even felt that within the Frost Kingdom,

No one could detect the fluctuations of his spell. Unexpectedly, the teenage boy in front of him could actually see through his secret at a glance.

Yan Lan took three steps forward again, looked at Luoyang, and said with a cold smile: "Luoyang, if you think I am talking nonsense, you can invite more conjurers to come and let them comment. I say
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