The day passed quickly, and Jiuyou Mountain was still as calm as before, but there was a huge crowd of people who appeared around a mountain pass in Jiuyou Mountain, and there was a storm in the sky.

Whether it is the demon beast or the monster sect of Jiuyou Mountain, a lot of people have been secretly dispatched, in order to see what the Terran monks sent by the Yan Emperor want to do this time, if they are here for the Demon King's Tomb, they can rest assured, because the Demon King's Tomb has not appeared for thousands of years, if the Yanhuang Emperor's goal is really the Demon King's Tomb, the killing game will be opened again, this time no matter whether the Yan Emperor opens the Demon King's Tomb as he wishes, the world will fall into chaos, and then the true ambition of the Yan Emperor will be revealed and exposed in front of the eyes of the world.

After a few days of side knocking, Ye Yuan has more than a dozen small sects willing to go to Jiuyou Mountain with Ye Yuan, most of them are because what Emperor Yan has done in recent years has become more and more terrifying, and he looks quite like a king on weekdays, but every time there is a special period, Emperor Yan's methods will chill the hearts of the people, slaughter civilians, and be extremely brutal.

Most of these people instigated by Ye Yuan are self-proclaimed righteous people, and secretly a certain group wants to oppose the Yan Emperor, but most of them are afraid of the Yan Emperor's imperial prestige, and they have not dared to really recruit them, and now Ye Yuan has told the Xiao family that the 300,000 spirit army swears to die and the Yan Emperor is incompatible, this is an opportunity, an opportunity to overthrow the Yan Emperor and monopolize the power of the Yan Kingdom.

Emperor Yan wants to annex the entire Lingzhou, but it is these mortals who will be endangered, those innocent civilians will die in the land of riots, who will pity them? Who will pity them?

Ye Yuan didn't know if he didn't know that Yan Du not only wanted to oppose the Yan Emperor with these dozen or so small sects, but even some loyal ministers in the Shizi Mansion and even the court were forced by Yan Yan's tyranny and brutality, and they were about to raise troops to oppose them, and the chaos in the world had already gone with the flow, Ye Yuan saw the opportunity, not only secretly gathered people in Yandu, he followed the clues all the way to the palace.

Of the eight heads of the court, three of them are already opposing Yan Yan's atrocities, and the connivance of Emperor Yan has led to the fact that these three have long been crazy, and more than a dozen important ministers of the court have been secretly assassinated by Yan Yan, and they are quietly and forever hidden in the palace.

Nowadays, the situation in the Yan country is grim, if there is a little sign of gathering a crowd to rebel at this time, it will attract the crazy pursuit of officers and soldiers, regardless of whether there is a rebellion intention or not, and punish the nine clans in a row!

Thundered!

Ye Yuan was in a remote street, and suddenly saw a dense crowd of people fleeing in a hurry, as if he had seen something terrible, Ye Yuan stopped a person and asked, "What's going on ahead?"

The man hurried and left only one sentence: "There is a monk at the head of the city, he is a great master!

When Ye Yuan heard this, he came to the head of the city in the direction that the man pointed to, and he saw that above the huge city head, there was a shirtless monk standing on the top of the huge city, it was a bald head, and there was a dragon tattoo on his body, and the monk was half in a robe, his hands were folded, his eyes were closed, and his mouth seemed to be chanting something.

Ye Yuan frowned, this monk's strength was unfathomable, he was able to sit peacefully on top of the city, dozens of soldiers' corpses were piled up under the city gate, and his body seemed to be shattered to death by palm prints, Ye Yuan exclaimed, the monk at the head of the city was extremely strong, and he was definitely not under the late stage of the Tianguan Realm!

The monk sitting on the head of the city opened his eyes at this time, and there seemed to be a sharp Buddha light piercing the void, Ye Yuan felt that his eyes were a little dazzling, and hurriedly used his palm to block most of the dazzling brilliance.

"Xiaoyou is the lackey of the Yan Emperor?" the monk asked.

Ye Yuan shook his head: "I was passing by, and it has nothing to do with the person you said in your mouth." ”

The monk smiled: "In this case, please retreat quickly, so as not to hurt Xiaoyou, it will not be good!"

Ye Yuan was puzzled: "What is the monk doing? You will attract chasing soldiers like this!"

The monk glanced at Ye Yuan, and after looking at Ye Yuan's whole body, the monk was surprised, he couldn't see through all of Ye Yuan, with his cultivation, there should be such a situation.

The monk said: "Little friend, don't worry, the poor monk comes from a poor and evil place, and at the behest of Heaven, the Yan country is in trouble, come to kill the demons!"

Ye Yuan roughly understood the reason, and said, "I know, you fight slowly." Ye Yuan turned around and disappeared into the street.

The monk shook his head in confusion, but in the end he didn't say anything, he continued to sit cross-legged on the city, about half an hour later, the monk opened his eyes again, only to see dozens of black-clothed masters killed in the streets of Yandu, and rushed to the city for a while, and fought with the monk with the dragon pattern.

Ye Yuan didn't leave, he hid in a grocery store and watched the scene staged on the city, the monk is really strong, the dozens of Yanguo masters who came this time are all the peak masters of the eight grades of the Tianguan Realm, but in a moment, they are dead and crippled.

Each palm of the monk landed firmly on the other party, but in a moment, the person's body seemed to be blown up by some powerful force, and his eyes went black, and he fell down from the city and fell the pile of corpses.

Ye Yuan was amazed at the strength of the monk, this is the absolute strength to crush, the people of the Yan Kingdom have not yet approached the monk for half a point, they were smashed by the palm force and died, the palm power alone is so powerful, this monk from the poor and evil land will inevitably have more strength than the Xuan Realm!

"It turned out to be you!" The person who came was a great master of the Yan Kingdom, and Ye Yuan could see at a glance that it was on the Tianguan Nine Grades.

But at this time, the man's expression was very solemn, as if he had seen some kind of terrible scene, and his back was drenched with sweat.

Ye Yuan wondered, could it be that the monk had come to Yanguo before, looking at his behavior, it was like a warning, but it was more like a killing spree, but the monk's appearance was like an invincible person in the world, standing as steady as Mount Tai, even if so many opponents came, his face did not change.

"Today is to kill the demons and evil for the Yan Kingdom, if the Seven Commanders insist on stopping the poor monks, the poor monks will only be rude!" The monk spoke very steadily, but his tone was quite domineering, and there was a kind of true Buddha coming to make all beings surrender.

The commander of the Seven Commanders was the commander of the 37th Army under the Yan Emperor's throne, and he had been to the so-called poor land with the Yan Emperor in the past, and had seen the unfathomable strength of the monk in front of him.

The Seven Commanders' eyes were terrified, because the monks he had seen before, but the people who destroyed the entire mountain with one palm, once such a powerful and terrifying internal force exploded, it was enough to make all beings tremble!The monk was very indifferent, still looking at the Seven Commanders calmly, and said, "Are you the lackey of the Yan Emperor?"

It was difficult for the Seven Commanders to speak, he knew that no matter what he said today, he would inevitably die, but his last words were: "Lightly attack!"

Rumble!

As the monk's palm fell, a cold corpse fell into the corpse pile again, but this time the Seven Commanders also fought with the monks for several rounds, but the monk's palm power set off a strong wind, and when they fought, they had already torn apart the Heavenly Veins of the Seven Commanders, and finally smashed the Heavenly Spirit Gai, stared at a pair of unwilling big eyes, and fell in a pool of blood.

The silent battle is the most terrifying, Ye Yuan can be regarded as a long insight, the strength of the monk is absolutely extraordinary, after all, he was once a person who Emperor Yan had ever seen, how could his strength be weak to what realm!

Next, Yan Guo got more, this time there was a master of the Xuan Realm, Ye Yuan had seen him, he was a trusted minister by Yan Yan's side, his strength was in the Xuan Realm, and he didn't know how many grades, but he looked like he was violent, with a hundred forbidden soldiers wearing iron armor behind him.

Ye Yuan was interested now, because these forbidden troops were all around Emperor Yan, named Yanyun Army, but they were the most well-equipped team, although the spiritual power was not strong, but the momentum that erupted with a hundred people standing together was trembling, this was an absolutely powerful murderous aura, the murderous aura left after fighting on the battlefield, they were the forbidden army that survived on the battlefield, and their strength was not under the scattered cultivation of the same realm.

This time, with the addition of a Tongxuan Realm powerhouse, Ye Yuan felt that the monk's battle would be a little difficult.

"Whoever comes, let him be named, lest he die without a reputation. The monk sat indifferently at the head of the city and said.

"Commander Yanyun, head of the military department, Qin Sanlang!"

The monk felt the terrifying aura fluctuations that Qin Saburo burst out, but his face remained unchanged, he stood up calmly, flicked the dust and blood stains on his robe, and said, "It's time to rain this day!"

Qin Sanlang drew his sword: "Don't talk nonsense, Your Majesty said, today you are bound to take down the head of the high monk!"

The monk smiled and said, "Amitabha, if the chief manager thinks he has the strength, just come and get it!"

Qin Sanlang snorted coldly: "Ignorant monk, I don't know how thick the sky is to the earth!" After saying that, Qin Sanlang's footsteps were like the wind, and he held a silver moon scimitar in his hand to slash the sky, and the momentum was violent, and the air split by the knife formed a turbulent current, which was visible to the naked eye!

The monk felt the terrible knife qi ushered in, stretched out his palm, and a handprint that emitted golden light was shot out, shattering the silver knife in Qin Sanlang's hand, but he had already come to the city, and it was impossible to retreat, the monk made a move, and the noisy Buddhist chanting came from the sky, which made Qin Sanlang trance, and fell into a coma in an instant, but he was the top master of the Xuan Realm after all, and a strange light erupted in his arms, which instantly woke up Qin Sanlang, and he also slapped a palm and touched the monk.

Splatter!

The power of the monk's palm was really terrifying, Qin Sanlang only slapped at him, and suddenly the arm of the palm was instantly exploded by the terrifying force, and the blood mist drifted away from the sky, and Qin Saburo retreated in embarrassment.

The monk chased after him and launched a cat-and-mouse operation on the head of the 100-meter city.

"Don't make a move?!" Qin Saburo angrily shouted at the hundred forbidden troops under the city wall, at this time, the forbidden soldiers recovered from the shock trance, suddenly burst into a rage, drew their knives and rushed out, and the momentum that erupted from each person was not under the six products of Tianguan, this is a group of forbidden army masters in the middle of the Tianguan realm, Qin Saburo did not put the invaders in his eyes, and only brought these forbidden troops, but when the war started, Qin Saburo immediately regretted it.

When the golden light handprints were taken down, these powerful forbidden soldiers were just weak ants in the hands of the monks, and the terrifying power of a palm fanned shattered their whole body muscles and bones, and a cold corpse fell down the city wall, and at this moment a scarlet blood rain fell in the sky.

On this day, the Yandu looked very eerie and terrifying.