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Chapter 1602 Zhenyu Qinglong

Yan Lan smiled slightly and disappeared out of thin air.

At this moment, the Lord of Qinglongzhou was standing at the entrance of the Blood Poison Gate passage.

The passage has long been sealed, and without the permission of the Blood Poison Sect, even the Lord of Qinglongzhou has no right to enter without authorization.

The Lord of Qinglongzhou sensed a huge explosion from the ground, and a more proud look suddenly appeared on Yin Xie's face.

"Hahaha... The old idiot Fuying did not listen to my master's dissuasion, but instead mocked me for being weak. Now I finally tasted Yan Lan's power. If this guy is so easy to deal with, how could I ask you for help again and again?"

"Hmph, you don't think about it. I have never been able to kill Yan Lan by using the ban technique of turning into a dragon on Earth. It's a dream to capture Yan Lan with your small formation and the little suppression ability of the Ten Thousand Poison Mountains."

"When your dog bites you, Yan Lan will definitely suffer a heavy blow. After all, the master of Youxing Pavilion and the leader of the Blood Poison Sect are indeed extraordinary. Even if you are not as good as Yan Lan, it will be enough to make Yan Lan consume most of your strength. And you may not be much better than you."

"The snipe and clam fight, and the fisherman gains benefits. Today, Japan is mainly a fisherman, Yan Lan. No matter what, you will not be able to get out of the Ten Thousand Poison Mountains this time. If you don't kill you, I will never be at ease."

The resentment color is even stronger in the pupils of the Lord of Qinglongzhou.

Suddenly, the Lord of Qinglongzhou was stunned. He felt a powerful aura and suddenly appeared behind him.

Moreover, this aura is particularly familiar.

The Lord of Qinglong Prefecture rushed thousands of feet away without hesitation and turned around at the same time.

It doesn't matter if you don't turn around, but you're shocked when you turn around.

Because the Lord of Qinglongzhou clearly saw that Yan Lan was following him ten feet away, staring at him with playful eyes.

Yizhang, what is this concept?

For the powerful people in the divine distraction stage, when fighting, not to mention one zhang, it is a hundred zhang or a thousand zhang, which is a forbidden area.

Ten zhang, that was simply within reach.

"What do you...what do you want to do?"

The Lord of Qinglongzhou asked in a hurry, but he didn't expect how stupid this was.

Yan Lan smiled evilly and said, "What do I want to do? Haha, if you think about what you have done to me, you will naturally know in your heart."

The Lord of Qinglongzhou's expression changed drastically and said, "You... This is the Ten Thousand Poison Mountains, the territory of the Blood Poison Sect. Our Qing family has a very shallow relationship with the Blood Poison Sect. If you dare to kill me here, the Blood Poison Sect will definitely be with you until you die..."

Yan Lan's lips raised slightly: "Oh, is that so? I'm so scared, okay, I won't kill you, because killing you is simply a cheap one. I won't let you die, I will make you worse than death."

Yan Lan's eyes burst out with sharp light, and the scenes that the Lord of Qinglongzhou did to him clearly appeared in his mind.

Just because Wang Zhan failed and the Lord of Qinglong Prefecture failed to ascend to the throne of the Domain Master, he took revenge on Yan Lan again and again.

Especially on Qinglong Street, most of Yan Lan, Zi Yi, Wuse and other close friends were almost destroyed by the Lord of Qinglong Prefecture.

There is also the Lord of Qinglongzhou who bought the poisonous scorpion monster and wanted to start a big killing of Liuxian Town, which was simply unbearable.

Afterwards, he made every effort to make things difficult for the old man in the Zhu Lao Palace and confronted him in the imperial filming. Even if Yan Lan was a Buddha, he would inevitably have the intent of murderous intent.

The eyes of the Lord of Qinglongzhou burst into a huge terror.

Because the Lord of Qinglongzhou understood that this was the Wandu Mountains, and even the power of the imperial kingdom was unwilling to be involved. No one would know that Yan Lan killed him here. After all, he was secretly acting when he came to the Wandu Mountains, and only Gong Qingzhu knew about it.

However, even if Mr. Qingzhu guessed that Yan Lan killed the Lord of Qinglongzhou, it would not be easy to make things difficult for Yan Lan. First, he could not provide evidence, and second, the Lord of Qinglongzhou entered the Wandu Mountains to kill Yan Lan. If you want to kill someone, you will be killed, so how can you be embarrassed to take revenge on your own?

Being smarter will become a cocoon.

Of course, the unwillingness of the imperial power to attack the Ten Thousand Poison Mountains does not mean that the imperial power does not have the strength to destroy the Ten Thousand Poison Mountains.

But because those great masters of the imperial kingdom who defied the heaven and the Nirvana realm were unwilling to take action on this little thing. They had a broad vision, guarded the imperial domain, stationed on the border, and were ready to resist the wild beasts that defied the heaven and the Nirvana realm at any time.

Also, there are no strong people in the Ten Thousand Poison Mountains.

Even the leader of the Blood Poison Sect is not a powerful person in the Nirvana Realm.

As for how powerful the leader of the Blood Poison Sect is, no one knows this, but purely speaking, his cultivation has not yet reached the third level.

The Lord of Qinglongzhou had no choice but to look around, and could only watch Yan Lan pressed his Tianling cover with one hand.

A soul seal is domineeringly imprinted in the soul of the Lord of Qinglongzhou.

The Lord of Qinglongzhou could not struggle at all, so he became Yan Lan's slave.

Yan Lan did not erase the mind of the Lord of Qinglong Prefecture, because he wanted the Lord of Qinglong Prefecture to taste every trace of pain in the future.

Thousands of miles away, the Lord of Xiaomingzhou and the Demon Sea Monk were slightly shocked.

The Lord of Xiaomingzhou whispered: "I didn't expect that Yan Lan and the Blood Poison Sect had just fought, and they still had this strength."

Obviously, the mountains were shaking just now, and the Lord of Xiaomingzhou also noticed that, like the Lord of Qinglongzhou, he also thought that Yan Lan was fighting fiercely with the Blood Poison Sect.

The demon monk Leng Ao said: "Why should the Lord of the State be so arrogant to Yan Lan? It's just that the Lord of Qinglong State is too weak, so he is naturally vulnerable to Yan Lan."

The Lord of Xiaomingzhou nodded and said, "Strange, Yan Lan had just started a war with the Blood Poison Sect, but why did there be no movement later? At this moment, Yan Lan came out, and the Blood Poison Sect's members were not chasing him. With Yan Lan's power alone, it was impossible for him to completely destroy the Blood Poison Sect in such a short time. Why is that?"

The Demon Monk of the Demon Sea narrowed his eyes and shook his head slightly, "I can't figure it out, can this be Yan Lan's clone? With Yan Lan's talent, he must be an external incarnation when he advances to the divine division stage, so it's not surprising that he has a clone."

Master Xiaomingzhou said: "It is possible, and Yan Lan has never used his clone. Obviously, his clone has been focusing on cultivation. With this guy's evil talent, he can indeed reach the divine stage in just a few years. However, it is really too terrifying to be able to suppress the Qinglongzhou Master so simply and neatly."

The Demon Monk of the Demon Sea took a deep breath. Even though he hated Yan Lan, he had to say quite convincedly: "This guy's talent is afraid that the entire Lion Kingdom will not be able to find a second one to compete with him. However, today he will die in my hands. My cultivation has reached the early stage of the Nine-Yan Divine Dispersion. Yan Lan's strongest combat power is at most the peak of the Eight-Yan Divine Dispersion."

The Lord of Xiaomingzhou smiled contemptuously and said, "Of course, when I met him in the Emperor's Pawn last time, he was still in the early stage of the Seven-Yen Divine Dispersion God. No matter how evil the talent is, it is impossible for him to reach the Eight-Yen Divine Dispersion God Stage in just nine months. Even if he raises his actual combat power to the Two-Yen Divine Realm, it is only between the peak of the Eight-Yen Divine and the Early Stage of the Nine-Yen Divine."
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