drop!

drop!

Blood drips and gathers little by little, and the crisp sound appears harsh in the silent environment.

Mo Yang retreated a little distance.

He covered his broken arms with his hands, his face ferocious.

Apart from the initial shouting, he didn't scream again, and the pain on his arm was suppressed by him.

In fact, as he was in the late stage of the Yuanshen, it was not that difficult to accept that he had a broken arm.

The strength of the person in front of him that really made him unacceptable.

No matter how you look at it, it's just an early stage of the soul.

Where did the strength come from crushing his arm in an instant?

He also asked him calmly if he was not sour...

"My junior seems to do this kind of thing very often."

Mo Yang smiled far-fetchedly, keeping himself upright.

This will calm him down.

Jiang Lan turned his head and looked at the glowing formation on one side, and spoke calmly and indifferently:

"Senior brother's other arm is also sore?"

This sentence reached Mo Yang's ears, and the smile he showed instantly frozen.

Subconsciously, he moved his arm backwards, and the light of the formation also fell.

He felt that he was already surrounded by the other party.

His advantage collapsed in an instant.

It is a defeat in momentum.

He found that Jiang Lan was different from what he expected, or that he was a little different from what everyone knew.

Somewhat cruel.

"What do you want to ask?"

Mo Yang swallowed and asked.

He was trying to escape from here.

The other party was trying to escape. Jiang Lan saw it and was alert, but did not remind the other party.

In order to know more from the other party.

About the Netherworld Entrance.

"What do you want to do to the Netherworld Entrance?" Jiang Lan spoke.

"I said that my junior brother will join us, or let me go?" Mo Yang looked at Jiang Lan's Q&A.

Jiang Lan looked at Mo Yang, without any emotion in his eyes.

It seems that the person in front of him will disappear at any time.

After feeling the huge pressure, Mo Yang spoke directly:

"It's the demon clan, I want to come over to target Kunlun."

"Why?" Jiang Lan asked.

"My junior brother saw it. I am just a little soul. How could I know the specifics?" Mo Yang looked at Jiang Lan and said in a low voice:

"I just acted on orders. Can my junior brother let me go?"

Jiang Lan was silent for a moment in the face of Mo Yang's begging for mercy, as if considering the other party's begging for mercy.

But soon, Jiang Lan's voice came out:

"Who should I look for if I want to join you?"

This sudden topic made Mo Yang, who was begging for mercy, feel a little stunned for a moment.

"Look for..." As soon as he spoke, he stopped and changed his words:

"It depends on what the junior brother is like, for example, what kind of cultivation level is the junior brother?"

"Return to emptiness and perfection." Jiang Lan said casually.

When Mo Yang opened his eyes wide, his first feeling was that he was lying.

He has investigated Jiang Lan for two hundred years, up to two hundred and ten years.

What day can be achieved at this time to be perfect?

Even the strongest genius of the human race has not reached this level. What kind of virtue is he, Jiang Lan?

"I'll kill me even after I said that, right?" Mo Yang asked.

"I'll give you a chance to escape." Jiang Lan said calmly.

"Escape from this open space?"

"Can."

When he heard Jiang Lan say yes, Mo Yang gritted his teeth:

"I can't be sure who to look for, but they want to focus on the Ninth Peak.

It seems that I have found a magic weapon that can shake the entrance to the Netherworld at a distance.

By then, if the powerful men from the Netherworld come out, Kunlun will definitely be in chaos.

Those who have a grudge against Kunlun will attack them.

I know that.”

Jiang Lan was silent. Although there was a rough idea, there was no target.

He wanted to erase the danger, but could not find the specific enemy.

The demon clan was still fighting with the dragon clan, but he came to offend Kunlun again.

What do they want to do?

It makes people feel abnormal.

Seeing that Jiang Lan did not respond, he seemed to be thinking.

Mo Yang went outside without any hesitation. At this time, the formation opened and trapped Jiang Lan inside.

But in an instant, Jiang Lan was trapped inside.

Seeing that the person had escaped, Jiang Lan seemed to have reacted.

Mo Yang looked at Jiang Lan's face and smiled:

"Junior brother, I will teach you a lesson. The enemy is the enemy after all, and kindness is the poison.

It is your biggest mistake that you have not killed me today.

At this time, even if you really return to the emptiness and perfection, you can no longer keep me.

What's more, you are most likely not to be perfect in the return to the void.”

As he said that, Mo Yang planned to leave quickly. If the other party really returns to the verge of perfection, he will not have much time to escape.

But his words can make Jiang Lan feel irritable. In the formation behind, as long as he is irritable, he will fall deeper.

He is more likely to escape.

But at this moment, he suddenly heard a crackling sound.

It seems like something has been broken.

He subconsciously wanted to look back.

However, what greeted him was a big hand and a sentence:

"You are right, I am not the perfection of returning to the void."

"You..." Mo Yang looked at Jiang Lan with horror.

If it is not the perfection of the Xuxu, why did he directly break his formation?

And for a moment, he didn't give him any time to react.

Can I do it in the middle and late stages of returning to the virtual state?

Did he make a mistake in the formation?

Mo Yang began to doubt himself, but soon he heard the even more incredible answer.

"Because I've become an immortal."
To be continued...