"Ahh

A miserable scream came out of his mouth, and he didn't see how "Zhao An" moved, and countless spiritual lights shot out from the monk's body, and then the skin of his whole body quickly contracted and convulsed together, as if he had been sucked dry, and all the spiritual power he had cultivated for many years was forcefully pulled out, and he was continuously inhaled by "Zhao An".

"Zhao An" showed a hint of comfort on his face, and the poor monk of the Dan period was sucked into a person after a moment of effort, and after a few convulsions on the spot, he was motionless and completely breathless.

At the same time, the surrounding barrier completely collapsed, and everything returned to normal.

The silence around was terrifying.

Zhao An's pupils returned to normal, and for a moment, he felt that all the strength in his body was drained, his eyes were in severe pain, and his legs bent and fainted to the ground.

I don't know how long it took, Zhao An only felt a cold liquid pour on his face, sliding down his neck and falling into his clothes, he instantly regained consciousness, opened his eyes, and saw Zhou Ze and Han Da looking down at him.

Han Da was still holding a teacup in his hand and was pouring tea on him.

Seeing that Zhao An came to his senses, Han Da opened his mouth disdainfully and said, "Old Zhao, I said that you can't do it, how can you get drunk like this after a few sips of wine? ”

Zhao An looked at the two of them in a daze, and then sat up suddenly, looking around.

"Hey, it's okay, you're like hell. Han Da was caught off guard and was taken aback by Zhao An.

"I'm not dead?"

"Are you stupid, the three of us are here, what can't we die?" Han Da slapped Zhao An on the back of the head.

Zhao An gasped heavily, he only remembered that when the monk of the Dan Stage sacrificed the Purple Demon Flame, his eyes suddenly went dark, and then two lantern-sized eyes looked straight at him, and then he didn't know anything.

"Is it a ruin?"

Zhao Anxin was afraid for a while, if it weren't for the big demon in his body, I am afraid that he would have died at the hands of the monk of the Dan stage by now.

Shaking his head slightly, Zhao An told Han Da and the others what happened before, but Zhao An didn't reveal a word about the "ruins".

"In that case, the extra corpse over there should be the monk of the Yudan period. Zhou Ze stretched out his hand and pointed to the "one" corpse next to him, with a look of horror in his eyes.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is "a fight" corpse, because the corpse is now covered in skin and bones, as if it has been drained alive, and the flesh is deeply dented like a skeleton, which looks quite terrifying.

Others didn't know what was going on, but Zhao An knew at a glance that it was the power of the "ruins" that was caused by the power of the years.

When he heard that the other party had actually filmed a monk in the Yudan period to kill Zhao An, Han Da's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he scolded, "That stinky girl is so vicious, next time I let me meet her, I have to slap her a few times." ”

Zhao An condensed his mouth and said, "Naturally, she can't let it go, they sent a monk in the Dan stage this time but they didn't succeed, and there will be no more moves under the rat trap for the time being." ”

As they spoke, suddenly a light flashed in their waist cards, and a voice came from them, and at the same time reached the ears of the three of them.

After hearing that voice, Han Da's eyes suddenly burst into a strong light, and his whole person was like a sword about to be unsheathed, and he couldn't stop fighting intent.

"Hahaha! There is another fight to fight, Lao Tzu can't wait!"

Zhao An's right hand subconsciously clenched the jade pendant on his body, and in an instant, his heartbeat suddenly accelerated, as if something was calling him from afar, and he muttered thoughtfully,

"The Land of Inheritance is about to open ......"

……

The voice said that the Land of Inheritance would open in seven days.

Seven days were fleeting.

Zhao An, Zhou Ze, Han Da and the others quietly crossed their knees in the cave mansion, and on the morning of the seventh day, according to the voice, they flew towards a certain place in the west of Qingyuan City.

As soon as he arrived at that place, Zhao An saw a group of people standing in the distance, and they had arrived early. In the crowd, Qian Qianqian leaned on Qiao Hanyang's arms, staring at Zhao An and the three of them with resentful and somewhat jealous eyes.

Before, they sent a monk in the Yudan period to want Zhao An's life, but they didn't expect that they didn't kill him, but lost his own life!

This made them have to weigh the strength of Zhao An and the others, and they didn't dare to start easily.

Glancing at Qian Qianqian's resentful gaze, Han Da spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm and scolded in his mouth, "Damn stinky girl, if you meet her in a while, you have to kill her!"

As he was speaking, Zhao An's eyes swept over Qian Qianqian's body and looked around, but the next moment, his pupils shrank, and his eyes fell on a person.

"Is that her?!"

On the huge open space, at this time, there were many monks who came to stand in twos and threes, most of whom Zhao An didn't know, but what he didn't expect was that a large number of monks from the other three major sects in Zhongzhou came.

And in the Canglang faction, a delicate and gorgeous woman stood in it, and her eyes flashed with a hint of surprise when she looked at him, but it was Liu Youfu.

Although he and Liu Youfu have only met once, the other party's delicate face can be ranked in the top three among the women he has seen, and it is difficult for people to forget.

This woman is really as good as her name, delicate as a tender willow, charming as a virgin, and a natural water spirit root, full of a seductive moisturizer, a smile and a moving heart, completely different from the arrogant and arrogant face.

He hadn't met this woman during the Tsukidan dispute before, but he didn't expect to meet again here.

However, although this woman is beautiful, Zhao An still plans to stay away and dare not compliment, after all, the misery of Luo Juncai's death still flashed in front of him.

This woman is ruthless, and her methods are more poisonous than men.

"It's strange, why are other sects sending people, but there is no one in our sect. Zhou Ze looked around carefully, and saw that the people from the Canglang Sect, the Falling Sword Sect, and the Lingyin Sect were all there, and he immediately opened his mouth in confusion.

As soon as he finished speaking, Han Da slapped Zhou Ze's head fiercely, and scolded angrily, "The three of us are here, who else does the sect need to send?"

Zhou Ze rubbed his head in pain, and followed Zhao An and Han Da to find a remote location and walked over.

But at the same time, almost the moment Zhao An and the three appeared, several lines of sight in the crowd were instantly projected.

"It's him!"

In the Canglang faction, a woman stared straight at Zhou Ze, with excitement in her eyes.

"Senior Sister Sun, do you know that person?" Liu Youfu saw that the other party was looking in the direction that happened to be Zhao An, a strange look flashed in her eyes, and she asked.