At this moment, everyone held their breath and kept silent, staring blankly at Zhang Bugao who was lying on the ground, twitching, and the thunder rays flowing on his body. Then, looking at Yan Lan who was standing still and safe, for a moment, I didn’t know what words to use to express the surprise in my heart.????? w                                                                                                                                                                                                                   

However, there are still some people who silently chant some unknown words in their hearts.

"This kid can actually blow Zhang Bugao like a hill. Damn it can't even do it!"

"What a perverted little guy. I thought I was a genius back then, and I was very powerful, but compared to this guy, I was a bit inferior. I was so fucking unhappy!"

"Hehe, there will be a good show next time. The more powerful a person is, the more exciting the next drama will be."

“…”

The mountain man's eyes opened slightly and he stared at Yan Lan thoughtfully. After a moment, a smile appeared in her solemn gaze.

"Smack it..."

The mountain man walked out slowly, his jade hands bulged out crisp applause, and his voice was even more gentle and gentle: "Hehe, that's not bad, Yan Lan, I didn't expect that you were young and had such skills, which was really amazing. The declining Yan clan could actually cultivate such a genius, which is really curious!"

The man said this in his mouth, but he said in his heart: "This kid is so weird. The strange beast was taken away by him. If it weren't for the reliable source of the information, I really couldn't believe it, um..."

Her eyes were charming, and there was a strange look.

Although she doesn't curse the mountain man, she is a master of Tian6. She naturally has her unique eyeliner for the outside world.

So, she knew everything about Tian6.

However, those people were not very clear about the outside world. What they were thinking at the moment was to hurry out of the Uncursed Mountain Range. Sadly, if you don’t pass the test of Uncursed Mountain Range, you will definitely not be able to get out.

Yan Lan had sweat on his forehead and his chest was fluctuating violently. He let out a long sigh, turned to the mountain man without cursing, and said respectfully: "It is pure luck for a boy to win, and my sister praised it for the mistake."

"Well, humble and polite, my sister likes it!"

Wu Zhu Shanren said with a squinted eyes, but no one could know what her true thoughts were in her heart under her smiling expression.

At this time, most people just walked out of the shock and started to whisper and talk. When looking at Yan Lan's eyes, they no longer had the previous contempt, but there was another kind of fanaticism.

"Hi, boy, it's true that I'm qualified to be my little brother. My name is Bai Er. In a while, I will have a good time with you and have fun, hehe!"

The young man with white hanging in front of the quota shouted, a hint of heat spreading in his eyes.

"Ahem, brother Bai'er, calm down. I am the biggest boss here except for the sister who doesn't curse me. I have nothing to say yet. What are you talking about?"

The old man who had previously yelled to Yan Lan that a newborn calf was not afraid of a tiger said a little angrily, and then he laughed muffled and said, "Junior Brother Yan Lan, your senior brother, my name is Sun Laozhu, you have to remember it. I didn't expect that the senior brother actually looked at you and was disrespectful. But I have to remind you that with this skill, you can't get out of the Uncursed Mountains. You still need to pass a lot of tests..."

After saying that, Sun Laozhu stared at Yan Lan with a smirk, and let out a low dry laugh.

Yan Lan turned his head and looked at the unkind eyes of Sun Laozhu, Bai Er and others, and his heart was inexplicably furious. Especially when he heard an old man who shouted the charming sister of Shanren without any embarrassment, he felt that he was inappropriate and laughed and cried.

Suddenly, Yan Lan stopped smiling bitterly, and his heart suddenly stumbled.

"Test? What kind of test?" Yan Lan quickly turned to the man who Bu Zhushan said, "Sister, my tribe is still waiting for you to help you, so if you want to test the curse with me, please do it quickly!"

The man with no curse raised his lips and smiled, "Haha, don't worry, there are two days left. In addition, it depends on whether you are worthy of being my spellcast object!"

"Hmm? How do you think of this?"

Yan Lan looked at the mountain man in confusion.

The mountain man who did not curse pursed his lips and said, "You must first pass the spell test of my younger brothers to determine whether you are qualified to be my spell test."

Yan Lan secretly curled her lips and said to herself, "What is this? It's the sister and brother, and the senior brother and the master. If you don't curse Shanren and them, is it a sibling relationship or a master-apprentice relationship? It's really chaotic!"

However, he was not so angry that he said this, but continued to keep respectful: "I wonder if you want to let all the senior brothers come here to try one by one?"

Yan Lan felt a little sad. If all these people came to try it out, I wonder how much trouble it would be.

The mountain man who does not curse smiled and said, "Of course I won't come to try one by one. My younger brothers are divided into three groups: old, middle-aged and young, and each group will choose one person to try. But congratulations, you have passed the spell test of the youth group. Next, you only need to pass the middle-aged and elderly group test, and you will be qualified to be my spell test target. If you can't even pass their test, I don't need to save your tribe."

"Well, it's so moody. But I must pass the test."

Yan Lan felt a little bitter in her heart, but her eyes were always bright. As long as she could save Yan Lingyu, he would not hesitate even if she went up to the sword mountain or the sea of ​​fire.

After breathing, Yan Lanzheng said with a slight emphasis: "Then please start quickly!"

The mountain man Wu Zhu smiled and said, "You just had a fight, don't you need to recover?"

Yan Lan frowned slightly and glanced at his body. The spiritual energy was ten or six times, and the power of the thunder soul was only 30 to 40%. The power of the thunder soul devouring trick was really powerful, but it was really too consuming the power of the thunder soul. If Zhang Bugao hadn't had the cultivation level far less than that of the third elder of the Pang family, his thunder soul power would have been almost empty now.

Turning his head, he looked at the guys who were eager to try again, and thought to himself: "Although I have inexplicable immunity from the spell, I must not be able to be arrogant for Sister Ling Yu, so it is better to return to my best condition."

After pondering for a while, Yan Lan raised her head and smiled, "What my sister said is, let me adjust my breathing for two hours."

The mountain man shook the gauze lightly and thrust into a dilapidated wooden house on the edge of the open space and said, "Go, that house is yours." After saying that, she stretched and casually blew a stream of light at Zhang Gao who was lying on the ground. Then she didn't look back and went into the wooden house.

When everyone saw the mountain man leaving, the atmosphere suddenly became like a boiling pot being lifted off the lid, and the noise was everywhere.

"This time, it's my turn."

"Get out, I've been waiting for more than ten years. This time it's my turn to cast the spell."

"Okay, okay, stop arguing. I'm the middle-aged group, so don't argue with me."

White forehead snorted impatiently.

When some middle-aged people saw him talking, they snorted a few dissatisfaction, then lowered their voices and muttered their dissatisfaction. Obviously, the white-mouthed person has a high status in the middle-aged group, and the only thing that determines the status here is strength.

Among the old guys, Sun Laozhu proudly stroked his snow-white beard and said leisurely: "I am the oldest in the elderly group. It's my turn this time, it's my turn, otherwise I will die in this uncursed mountain range."

"Why are these guys rushing to attack me?"

Yan Lan looked at the crowd who were rushing to the crowd and frowned slightly and murmured.

"Because, as long as someone casts a spell on you and you cannot untie the spell within two incense sticks, then the spell caster will be qualified - walk out of the uncursed mountain range and restore freedom!"

Yan Lan's eyebrows tightened, and the mountain man heard his low moan and sent a message to him.

"So that's it. It seems that I'm still deciding whether others can get freedom. However, this time, I can only say sorry to you and can't help you."

Yan Lan's eyes narrowed and she walked towards the dilapidated wooden house.
Chapter completed!