Four hundred and fiftieth chapters surrender
The king calmed his mind and his face showed strong disbelief.?
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This is too exaggerated. In the Ruan family's vast and stagnant space, others can only wait for the beating. Unexpectedly, Yan Lan can do whatever he wants and be at ease.
If it weren't for this, it would probably take more energy to kill Ruan Kun.
If Ruan Kun was in the Netherworld Hell at this time, he would have regretted it and slapped himself in the face. If it weren't for this damn treasure of the Ruan Family Town clan, he wouldn't have died so easily.
How great it is to be alive, enjoy supreme power, and practice immortality.
Unfortunately, the cycle of reincarnation gives each life only once, unless it has the ability to change one's destiny against the heavens. To reach such a state of cultivation, I don't know how many years it takes to practice, nor what level of cultivation you have to reach.
The four elders of the country protected the country looked at Yan Lan, from the initial ignorance to the later slightest attention, and then slightly focused. At this moment, it has turned into a complete look up. In their eyes, Yan Lan was like a life-saving straw, allowing them to see a ray of dawn in this dark universe.
Although Hong Huan and Qinghong had seen Yan Lan's extraordinaryness, they were still deeply shocked at this moment. They had long felt that Yan Lan was not the person who should appear in this world. Many of the things he did made them, such strong people who had practiced for hundreds of years and thousands of years, feel incredible.
Yan Lan shouted coldly, causing nearly thirty people who came to him to hesitate and his pace slowed down.
"You are about to kill this kid, and you are about to kill him. You have enjoyed the benefits of my Ruan family. Now that you are using you, you will retreat. Whoever retreats will die!"
Ruan Zheng was in a state of chaos and bound a monk of the Ruan family who was obviously timid. Then, with a ferocious heavy sword, the monk flew everywhere, which was extremely tragic.
"I'll kill you, whoever dares to take a step back will be the end."
Ruan Zhe held a ferocious heavy knife in his hand and shouted with scarlet eyes.
"kill!"
More than twenty monks of the Ruan family rushed towards Yan Lan madly.
Yan Lan raised his lips slightly and murmured in his heart: "Wan Mie Senluo!"
In the dark Qiankun space, a more mysterious and dark dead aura suddenly spread out, covering more than 20 Ruan monks who rushed over.
Within the Wanmie Senluo is Yan Lan's private domain. With the power of the thunder sword and the erosion of the annihilation dead energy, more than 20 people lost their bodies after a moment. Their storage ring was also taken away by Yan Lan.
From outsiders' perspective, the more than 20 people seemed to be swallowed by Yan Lan in one mouthful, and then they disappeared without a breath, as if they were steaming from the world.
"So...so weird!"
The other forty or fifty Ruan cultivators stared at the more than 20 people who disappeared without a trace. Although most of these twenty people were cultivators with relatively low cultivation levels between the Four and Six Cultivators, it was extremely difficult to kill so many cultivators in the blink of an eye, even if the monks at the peak of the Nine-Yan Yuanying Stage took action.
Ruan Zheng also stared at the incredible scene that was alive before him.
After the king was slightly surprised, he seemed to realize something, and immediately shouted loudly: "My monks, I am the king of the Frost Kingdom. You are all powerful people in the Frost Kingdom. You were deceived by Ruan Kun and went astray. People are not sages, so who can do nothing? As long as you stop at the cliff and look back now, I promise here that you will never pursue your past. Whether you go or stay within the royal family depends on your wishes."
"If anyone who wants to stay in the royal family, I will never worry about past grudges. Only use it. You are all smart people. Yan Lan is my brother. His strength is rare in the Frost Kingdom. You are powerless to fight against him. Those who know the times are heroes, and people live for a lifetime. Who doesn't want to live for one more day? Life and death are only in one thought. I will allow you to think about it for ten breaths."
The king did his best to speak out all kinds of words to persuade surrender. It would be a pity if so many strong people were killed. If they could be used by the royal family, it would definitely be a great help. Especially when he is now weak and his throne is unstable, he needs to win people's hearts.
When the monks of the Ruan family heard this, their already a little shaken heart immediately became even more disturbed.
Yan Lan smiled at the king of the emperor. The king's words were really timely and even more effective than his threats.
Ruan Zhe frowned and shouted, "Don't listen to their instigation, ah..."
Before he finished speaking, Ruan Zhe held his head and howled, then his consciousness was dissipated and his eyes were empty.
"You're just noisy!"
Yan Lan snorted angrily, and the powerful thunder soul power turned into a spike, rushing straight into Ruan Zhe's soul. Then he flashed and snatched the Qiankun stagnation from Ruan Zhe's hands. Then the thunder sword moved and blasted Ruan Zhe into pieces.
However, Yan Lan protected Ruan Zhe's storage ring intact. With a sucking of his palm, he put it in the storage ring.
Yan Lan knew that when Ruan Zheng was alive, it would be difficult for the Ruan family monks to completely bow down. Therefore, he wiped Ruan Zheng without hesitation.
"Who else is not afraid of death? Come on!"
Yan Lan gently stroked the thunder sword, and the thunder light flashed in her eyes. The strange aura made the monks of the Ruan family look horrified and dared not breathe.
The magician Luoyang looked at Yan Lan from afar, stunned. The only one in the frost country was the boy who could surprise him, the proud magician. At this moment, Luoyang shook his head with a wry smile. It was not unfair to fall into the hands of this young man. Fortunately, Yan Lan was not a ruthless person. While exposing him, he also left him a way out.
The king looked at Yan Lan in surprise, immediately understood it, and shouted: "Everyone, the time has come, have you thought about it? The Ruan family is no longer in a state of mind. If you are obsessed with it, you can only die."
Yan Lan stared at the monks of the Ruan family. All the remaining fifty people were of profound cultivation. The lower ones reached the Five-Yin Yuanying stage, and the higher ones were close to the Nine-Yin Yuanying stage. Unless he used the power of the Thunder Sword, cooperated with Wan Mie Senluo, and the commander beasts, he could not completely kill so many powerful people with a single skill.
Even if he could kill them all, he would have to pay a considerable price. He had just used Wanmie Senluo, and he had already felt the spiritual power in his body was chaotic and consumed a lot. After all, the resistance of the more than 20 people required absolute power to suppress it, and there was no convincing at all.
The more the minds of the monks of the Ruan family were shocked, and when they looked at each other, their morale became lower.
At this time, an old man with a cultivation level of Bayan Yuanying stage took a few steps forward and sighed: "Since ancient times, the winners are kings and losers are enemies. Now, we can only seek a way out by surrendering. King, I hope you keep your promises and don't make things difficult for us brothers. Yan Lan, I didn't believe you have such skills before. After this battle, I will convince you."
"If it were me, when faced with such a scene, I would have massacred all the enemies. But you are kind-hearted, not as cruel and coercive as the Ruan family, and you are always forced to live and die. If possible, some brothers and I are willing to follow you. We do not seek wealth and honor, but we only seek to have a clear conscience to see the way of heaven. We no longer act evilly and help evil people.
After the old man finished speaking, he turned around and shouted, "Brothers, listen to my Lu Sheng's words, put away my weapons and bow down and give me a sect! At that time, we defected to the royal family, not to seek cultivation resources. Today, bowing to the king is just to realize his great wish, which is not embarrassing."
After Lu Sheng said that, he took the initiative to put away his magic weapon, knelt on one knee at Yan Lan and the King Xukong, and bowed respectfully.
Then, fifty monks of the Ruan family knelt down on one knee, surrendered to Yan Lan's power and surrendered to the power of the king. (To be continued.)
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