After a moment, Yan Lan came to the inner domain of the dry bone beast again.?

When he arrived again, Yan Lan naturally became familiar with it and went straight to the sword mark abyss in the center of the inner domain.

Halfway through, Yan Lan arrived at the place where he had met a Troll Beast clan before, but the orc was no longer there and was probably summoned back.

Yan Lan galloped all the way and released her momentum.

Not long after, several members of the Troll Beast Clan rose into the air and came to Yan Lan.

Yan Lan looked up and saw that he knew all these people, namely the clan elder Jukui, the Great Guardian, the Giant Black and Giant Zi.

Yan Lan saw that they all looked solemn, no longer as arrogant as before.

Yan Lan smiled and said, "You should be welcoming me this time."

Jukui sighed and said with relief: "It's time now, you are still in the mood to joke."

Yan Lan raised her eyebrows and said, "Why are you in a bad mood? Do you want me to cry? I'm afraid that I'll be so uneasy."

Juru nodded vigorously, agreeing with Yan Lan's words, so that the two female markers on her chest swayed with the amplitude of her nodding.

Yan Lan's eyes were not attracted by this, and she said lightly: "Tell me everything you know about the Sword Scar Abyss, no matter how much you know."

Jukui heard this and looked a little bitter, saying, "What our clan knows is probably not much different from you. Because when our clan moved here, the sword mark abyss already existed. What it looked like in the past is still the same now, and there has been no change at all."

Yan Lan frowned and said, "What's going on with that Storm Eye? Did it exist at that time?"

Jukui nodded and said, "That's true, it has existed back then. We can't find any clues or detect any abnormal movements. So after a long time, we didn't pay attention to the sword mark abyss."

Juru said nervously: "Yan...Master, can you find out what the creatures in the abyss of Qingjianshen are?"

Yan Lan shook his head and said, "At that time, I was far apart and my body had not arrived, so I was isolated from my detection power, so I didn't see clearly. However, when he was fighting with me for the power of devouring, he was forced back by me. I wonder if he would make a comeback."

Jukui suddenly opened his eyes wide and said, "You mean, the retreat of that evil thing was caused by the pressure you released one million and a half miles apart?"

Juru and Giant Black and Zi also stared at each other with disbelief on their faces.

Yan Lan browed: "Is there any problem?"

Jukui breathed a little relieved, his solemn expression slowed down slightly, and he said, "Since you can force him to retreat so far away, it can be seen that the strength of that thing is not as powerful as I expected. I think that as long as the elders of my clan join forces, they do not need to summon the clan leader, but they can kill the evil thing."

When Yan Lan heard this, it was his turn to stare at him.

Yan Lan immediately didn't know whether it was the trolls or the trolls who were too smart.

The spirit-devouring vortex among Yan Lan's ghost spirit is like a killer weapon. Jukui made a conclusion without knowing it. He really didn't know what the troll beast clan lived to this day.

Yan Lan nodded helplessly and said, "Okay, I hope that the evil thing will appear again and you can kill it."

Jukui had regained his smile and nodded, "Don't worry, even the ferocious beast in our tribe against the heavens and the Nirvana Realm wants to take it for himself, how can he let it go easily?"

Juru also smiled and said, "We are much more relieved when we hear Senior Yan Lan say this. Fortunately, the fierce thing is not invincible, otherwise there will be a big trouble."

Yan Lan was stunned again. He always felt that the Troll Beast Clan not only had simple thinking, but also had a kind of confusing self-confidence.

Perhaps this is the so-called balance of the way of heaven. Even if there are many weaknesses, even races with low intelligence have the ability to survive.

Yan Lan didn't want to get into too many trivial matters with the Trolls Clan and said, "I want to go to the Sword Scarf Abyss to investigate."

Jukui nodded and said, "Then I will guard the tribe. Once I feel the abnormal movement, I will immediately gather the strong people in the clan and completely kill the evil thing."

Yan Lan shook his head slightly. He thought Jukui would say, "I will accompany you to the sword mark abyss", but he did not expect that Jukui actually wanted to go back to his nest and wait until he noticed the movement before taking action.

It seems that the Trolls Clan completely underestimated that fierce thing.

But Yan Lan would not think as simple as the troll beast clan. After bidding farewell to Jukui and others with disgust, he galloped towards the sword scar abyss alone.

Not long after, Yan Lan came to the vicinity of the sword scar abyss.

Yan Lan stood in the air, and the sword marks that were millions of miles long stretched straight to the sky, and there was no end at a glance.

Yan Lan raised her gaze, and began to think a lot in her mind, gradually outlining the scene of the heroic battle back then.

A powerful swordsman was furious and rose up with a sword, urging his lifelong power to slash the enemy, and eventually bombarding the enemy hundreds of thousands of miles of land. In order to ensure that everything is safe, the powerful swordsman also sealed the enemy.

After tens of thousands of years, even hundreds of thousands of years, as the power of kendo disappeared, the ban on the ban gradually loosened.

Yan Lan narrowed his eyes slightly. He judged that the owner of the black giant hand was probably the powerful man who suffered a destructive blow in the drama battle and conquered the underground.

All of the above are Yan Lan's ideas and there is no evidence to prove it.

Yan Lan murmured again: "The Eye of Storm often throws out the spirit core of the ferocious beast, but the giant hand devours the power of the ferocious beast, and only attacks the ferocious beasts with the strength of the Nirvana Realm. In this way, the giant hand murderer probably has nothing to do with the Eye of Storm."

"Wait, giant hand..."

Yan Lan was shocked and shuddered in the sea of ​​consciousness.

"The body of the Trolls Clan is born with huge size, especially with its hands. Is the owner of that huge black hand the legendary clan leader of the Trolls Clan?"

Yan Lan blinked her eyes, satisfied with her ability to think a lot.

"Maybe the leader of the Troll Beast Clan has undergone unexpected changes during the years of lurking and practicing, and then he has become such a virtue."

Yan Lan stood next to the sword scar abyss. After meditating for a long time, she shook her head vigorously, put aside her complex and chaotic thoughts, and said solemnly: "If you are really the leader of the Troll Beast Clan, then the trouble will be even greater. It is a powerful Mahayana period. With my strength, I can't suppress it. I only hope that the strong people in the imperial kingdom will be dispatched."

Although Yan Lan had never seen a Mahayana cultivator, he believed that behind the unfathomable imperial kingdom, there must be such earth-shaking powers.

"It's better to look at it alone!"

Yan Lan jumped and landed in the handprint that had been grabbed by the edge of the abyss by the giant hand.

The handprints are as big as a foot. The most commendable thing is that there are complex palm lines on the traces of the earth pressed by the handprints.

Yan Lan took a deep breath and said, "I made a mistake, I didn't notice whether the Troll Beast clan members have palm lines!"

Yan Lan speculated that the giant hand murderer was the leader of the Troll Beast Clan, so compared the palm lines of the giant hand murderer and the Troll Beast Clan, you will definitely have a preliminary judgment.
Chapter completed!