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Chapter 1220 speaks out

Pitianxing immediately understood and shouted: "Everyone, when you first joined the alliance, you said that you would share life and death with our alliance, but now you have violated the alliance's oath. If you are sure to leave, then I can only tell you that this will be regarded as escaping at the last battle, which is equivalent to a rebellious alliance. From now on, not only will you lose the qualification to join the alliance forever, but you will also be pursued and killed by our alliance!"

Three heads and six arms laughed in the sky and said, "Hahaha, what a joke. Today, you will all die. The alliance will not exist. Who will still worry about those breaking the rules?"

The escapees hesitated for a moment, and many people turned their heads away immediately, and they still muttered.

"That green ball is so weird that Tong League must be unable to resist."

"If you don't leave now, when will you wait?"

"The power of the green ball is invincible even if it joins hands with 100,000 people. Who can stop it?"

"Yan Lan is amazing, but he is only alone after all, and he can't speak out alone. It's a great blessing to not die today. We are not complacent of the alliance, but we just don't want to die like this!"

“…”

Yan Lan snorted coldly and stopped caring about these rebellious monks.

Yan Lan knew that even if he let them go, the Wu Lie family would definitely not allow them to live.

Fennie, with two sides on both sides, this kind of person is most offensive, not to mention that three heads and six arms require the vitality of a large number of monks.

Hundreds of monks who left the league flew thousands of miles away, but did not give up and left. They lurked in the dark, regardless of the dissipation of their lives, and focused on looking at the direction of the Tong Alliance Hall.

At this moment, a hundred-foot green ball was suspended in the air, with green light flashing, and its energy was raging. It seemed that the power of more than 100,000 monks had not been completely calmed.

After all, with so many cultivators working together to exert their power, even if the peak monks of the Five-Derivative God Dispersion face it, they will be smashed into pieces.

Yan Lan looked carefully and did not dare to move without any action.

The monks who chose to stay in Tong League sat down cross-legged and adjusted their breath quickly, but their eyes were full of despair.

They chose to keep their promises and sacrifice themselves for justice. But they were unable to resist and could only sit and wait for death.

Zi Yi stood behind Yan Lan, with a sharp black pupil, and said in a deep voice: "Brother, let Yi'er smash the green ball!"

Yan Lan shook her head and said, "Don't be impatient. This ball is extremely strange and is definitely a magic weapon at the seventh level of the human realm. This level of magic weapon must at least be a cultivator who has a cultivation level close to the third level to completely suppress it. Yi'er. Just protect others for me. I can deal with this green ball!"

Zi Yi nodded, and the black phoenix swept out with a huge mysterious demonic energy, forming a cyclone with a diameter of thousands of feet, covering the entire Tong Alliance Hall.

After hearing Yan Lan's words, three heads and six arms laughed out loud: "What an arrogant Yan Lan. The power of this ancestor is not afraid of the black prison ghost that shocks you through Wuzhou. Are you still afraid of you, a little ghost?"

"Hehe, you must not know what this so-called green ball is? This ancestor might as well tell you that this is the Spirit-Devouring Demon Bead, which is our innate magic weapon for the unity of the three bodies. Its power is unpredictable and it is hard to defeat the gods and humans. No matter how strong you attack, it cannot hurt the Spirit-Devouring Demon Bead, or even your attack power. It will also become the nutrient for the Spirit-Devouring Demon Bead."

"I tell you that my ancestor's strength is enough to be called the strongest person in Meipuzhou, and it is enough to sweep all the monks in Wuzhou. In today's battle, you will definitely be defeated. However, you have no way out. Even if you admit your guilt or even kowtow to beg for mercy, it will be useless. I am already determined to kill you, because your strength and potential make me feel terrified. If you exist, I will not be at ease even if I capture the girl Tonghuan!"

"Before dying, I might as well tell you something. Tonghua, if it weren't for you, I'm afraid your Tong family wouldn't have been destroyed. Who made you born with a strange phenomenon, who made your talent so terrifying, who asked you to let that person indicate you..."

Speaking of this, three heads and six arms suddenly shut up and immediately realized that he seemed to be saying something wrong.

But after observing the expressions of the cultivators with three heads and six arms, there was nothing unusual, and I breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, Yan Lan's mind was surging violently. The person in his mouth with his three heads and six arms indeed existed, and he must be the vague figure.

Yan Lan turned his head and saw Tong Li frowning with his eyebrows and looked painful. He quickly whispered: "Senior Sister Tong Lie, this person is torture and affect your mind and you must not be fooled by him. What's more, this is not your fault at all, but an excuse for the Wu Lie family to shirk responsibility. If you force the blame on your shoulders, you will fall into the trap of Wu Lie's thieves!"

Tongli's teeth were clenched, and then his eyes turned to Yan Lan, his eyebrows relaxed, he nodded, and said with a smile: "Junior Brother Yan, I understand, thank you!"

Yan Lan also smiled, turned his eyes to the green ball, and said to the three heads and six arms: "You blow hard, I am a master of Wuzhou, and the strong ones are like the forest. How can you be compared to you, an ugly guy? If you are really that strong, you might as well go to Wuzhou and subdue the Black Prison Ghost Gu. With the help of the Black Prison Ghost Gu, your strength will not be a problem even if you dominate the Eastern Region of the Lion Kingdom."

Three heads and six arms heard Yan Lan’s insults, and his murderous aura was boiling.

But the Spirit-Devouring Demon Pearl is still relieving the power of the cultivators and cannot attack yet. He wants to endure and immediately said: "It is useless to use the provocation method against me. After killing you, I will go to Jingwuzhou and take the black prison ghost Gu as an imperial slave. I will become the master of the Eastern Region Prison, and be high above and admire it by billions of cultivators. At that time, I will surely massacre the sects and families behind you one by one. Let your sects and families gather in the nine springs, which is also a great gift from me."

Zi Yi was furious and shouted: "Ugly old thief, shut up. If you dare to touch my brother, I will make you die a bad death!"

Three heads and six arms smiled and said in a dark smile: "Little girl, don't be anxious. When I get rid of Yan Lan, I will deal with you next. Hehe, your bloodline seems to be even more strange than that girl Tong Yi. If I capture you, I am afraid..."

Three heads and six arms suddenly shut up and stopped talking.

Yan Lan said coldly: "If you capture my sister, I'm afraid your master will give you two more flesh and bones!"

"You are presumptuous!"

"You fart!"

"You're looking for death!"

Three heads and six arms opened their mouths and shouted loudly at the same time. The six eyes pupils soared into the sky. If they hadn't been sure of killing Yan Lan, they would not be willing to talk to Yan Lan if they had to wait until the Spirit-Devouring Demon Pearl calmed down the power of the 100,000 cultivators.

Three heads and six arms said so much to delay time.

They have seen the power of Yan Lan's broken arm and the power of the god of death. Although they have received the power of the mysterious master, they still dare not confront Yan Lan head-on.

In their opinion, Yan Lan is a mystery, a mystery that cannot be seen through. (To be continued.)
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