Jin Sheng and Mie put their hands behind him and said proudly: "I am the Lord of Wuzhou. In this state, all the fields are in this main. I will stand wherever I like. Do you also have to take care of the place where I stand?"

Long Niu clenched his fists, his eyes surging murderous intent, and he gritted his teeth and said, "You dare to get close to me, Long Niu, and you will think that it is a threat to me. I will kill for my safety. That's not helping Yan Lan kill the enemy. If you don't believe me, try it!"

Ying Huanliu looked at the six people of Buzhen Immortals, and felt that these six people were all hypocritical, but he had no choice.

There is an unwritten rule among monks, that is, they are unfamiliar with each other, and they have not been invited by each other, and they have no common purpose, so they need to keep a certain distance.

Some people have a safe distance of hundreds of feet and thousands of feet.

For the strong, the safe distance is often more than ten thousand feet.

Therefore, no matter how arrogant Yinghuanliu is, he dare not offend so many people alone.

After all, Yan Lan is already a headache.

Yinghuanliu had no way to retreat, so she had to face Yan Lan and gritted her teeth and said, "You claim to be the right way, but you didn't expect to be so despicable and shameless."

Yan Lan cast a disgusting look at Ying Huanliu and said, "Although we are not evil heretics, we are definitely not pedantic. You have already come to my house. Do you still want me to maintain your demeanor to you? The Yingmen is the largest sect in Huangyuzhou. I didn't expect it to be such a shameless face."

Ying Huanliu shut up, pondered for a moment, and said, "I have the power of a real dragon to protect my body. You can't kill me at all, so why waste your energy? Why wait until you think of a way to curb me, and then come to Yingmen to seek revenge."

After saying that, Yinghuanliu moved the secret of hidden form and escape again.

Yan Lankuai used the natural magical power of the Blue Eye White Tiger and blessed the power of the Thunder Soul, and immediately found the trace of Yinghuanliu.

Yan Lan was extremely fast, following Yinghuan Flow and said, "Others can't see through you, but you are in my eyes and have nowhere to hide."

After a moment, Ying Huanliu escaped from the encirclement of the six people of the Buzhen Immortal.

Yan Lan still chased after him. His cultivation level was not as good as Yinghuanliu. However, his soul was different. Whether it was quality or quantity, it was far from Yinghuanliu in the Five Derivatives Divine Period.

Therefore, Yan Lan always kept a distance from Ying Huanliu.

Buzhenxian and others followed Yan Lan and maintained a distance of about ten thousand feet.

After half a stick of incense, Yinghuan flowed out of the Gangtian Mountains.

Ying Huanliu didn't see it, and a cold curve appeared on the corner of Yan Lan's mouth.

Yan Lan pointed his finger, and a stream of thunder water melted its force and shot directly into the Yinghuan flow.

The thunder water melts the power of Yinghuan.

Ying Huanliu looked at the water vapor everywhere, and was slightly stunned. He reached out and saw that there was nothing unusual, just like ordinary water vapor.

"What the hell is Yan Lan, this little beast, want to do?"

Ying Huanliu felt a sense of doubt in her heart, but she still fled without looking back.

Keep the green mountains there, and you won’t be afraid of burning firewood.

Yinghuanliu didn't want to lose his life here, especially when he met a demonic Yan Lan, who could actually fight against the power of the real dragon, which made him particularly frightened.

Ying Huanliu was always holding a teleportation talisman in his hand.

This teleportation talisman has a very high level, and there is only one. He has been holding it for hundreds of years and has never dared to use it.

Only every Yingmen Pavilion master has one.

Never use it easily until life and death is at stake.

Even if you rely on the power of Yingmen, it is very difficult to get such a level of teleportation talisman.

Low-level monks can use high-level teleportation talismans to escape.

But high-level monks can only rely on high-level teleportation talismans to escape.

Cultivators like Yinghuanliu need at least the sixth level of the human realm teleportation talisman to be effective.

If you want to escape, you need teleportation talismans of the seventh level of the human realm or even the eighth level of the human realm.

At this level, each teleportation talisman is worth hundreds of millions of top-quality human spirit stones, and it is extremely difficult to buy.

Yan Lan said loudly: "Old thief in Yingmen, it will be useless for you to escape like this. I will give you a choice. If you hand over the canggu dragon claws, I will spare your life today."

Ying Huanliu immediately rebuked, "I have the delusion and have the ability to come and get it myself."

At this moment, Ying Huanliu said in his heart: "There are still 100,000 miles, which is the teleportation array I set up temporarily, which can teleport me to 500,000 miles away. At such a long distance, Yan Lan must not be able to detect where I went. Damn, this time, the four powerful emperors went out, and three were lost in Yan Lan's hands. This guy really needs to design it carefully to completely remove it."

Yan Lan chased after tens of thousands of miles, and realized that Yinghuanliu was still not anxious or slow. He seemed to have a calm mind in his heart and said to himself: "This person is extremely cautious. He is so calm that he must have a backup plan. I can't hesitate anymore."

The thunder soul moved, and the thunder water melted instantly exploded.

Ten thousand feet away, a ball of light with a diameter of tens of thousands of feet lit up immediately. The powerful wave of air tear opens the constraints of the space, shaking the sky and roaring and shaking the soul.

Yan Lan was tense. The reason why he did not use the power of thunder water to melt was that he was afraid of destroying the Gangtian Mountains, and the other was that he was worried about destroying the Canggu Dragon Claw.

But now that the Gangtian Mountains are out, and the Cang Ancient Dragon Claw is far less important than the Gangtian Sect’s people.

It is better to destroy it than to leave any future troubles.

As soon as the raging energy slowly dissipated, a figure appeared in Yan Lan's sight.

I saw Yinghuan Liu in ragged clothes and messy clothes, like an old begging man, who was completely inferior to his previous spirit.

Yan Lan was stunned, Ying Huanliu was also shocked.

Yan Lan was shocked that the explosion power of the thunder water melting power was absolutely powerful and unimaginable. Even if he was in the thunder water melting power just now, he would be seriously injured with the power of the golden Buddha and the power of the god of death.

Unexpectedly, Ying Huanliu was just embarrassed on the outside, and her body and soul did not suffer much trauma.

"The power of the true dragon is really extraordinary."

Yan Lan couldn't help but exclaim that his possession of Canggu Dragon Claws was even stronger.

Yinghuanliu was shocked that it would be fine if Yan Lan could suppress the protection power of the dragon soul just now. Unexpectedly, Yan Lan could actually shake his body with a simple move and his soul was shaken.

You should know that Yan Lan's two powers of forgiveness and blessings for Wusheng were almost harmed by Yinghuanliu.

That is the power of the Six-Destination God-Dissolving Stage.

Ying Huanliu had forgotten to escape, stood there in a daze, trembling all over, looking at Yan Lan in a daze.

Even if he has the power of a true dragon to protect him, Yan Lan in front of him has the power to shock the power of a true dragon, so escaping becomes meaningless.

Yan Lan slowly approached Ying Huanliu and threatened: "I said that I could save your life by handing over Canggu Dragon Claws. Otherwise, I would rather destroy Canggu Dragon Claws than take your life. Don't think that I don't have this ability. The attack just now is just a small punishment."

As he said that, a terrifying force emerged from Yan Lan's fingertips.

It is not the power of the thunder water melting power, but the fluctuations generated by the power of the god of death combined with mixed powers.

After all, when the thunder water melting power did not meet the power of the thunder soul, it did not seem to be much different from the mortal water. (To be continued.)
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