Han Jincheng was immersed in the pain of losing Han Feiran, and when he saw the forces led by Xuan Shuang targeting him, he laughed angrily.

Han Jincheng turned his eyes to Shen Tumo.

Although Shen Tumo was closing his eyes, he seemed to be able to see Han Jincheng's movements, and his chin was lightly checked.

Han Jincheng settled down, inhaled, his chest and abdomen bulged, and then spit out a word.

"Get out!"

After this inhalation, all the spiritual energy of the surrounding heaven and earth was swallowed, forming a vacuum of spiritual energy, and then it was spit out in a sonic martial art, forming a vast golden vein.

The golden veins swept over, the ground soil turned up, and the leaders of the four or five stars turned over on their backs, and those who were knocked down were knocked down, and those who vomited blood vomited blood.

Under this mighty golden pattern, everyone was pushed out of the hundred-meter process, as if they had been hit by a hurricane.

"This, this ......" Xuan Shuang got up from the ground, looked at Han Jincheng in disbelief, and said in a lost voice: "Grandmaster, Sect Realm, Han Jincheng is a Danzong martial cultivator!"

The people of all the forces got up from the ground, their backs were cold, Han Jincheng was a Meteorite Sect elder, and he was actually a martial cultivator of the Danzong who had transcended the innate Danzong, which was too hidden.

Next to him, Bi Taohui, who had not made a move from beginning to end, was not surprised by the people of the Qiantian Society, they had already heard that Han Jincheng might take advantage of Ran Haichao's serious injury and fall into the realm and ascend to the main seat of the True Martial Hall.

Under the Danzong realm, he will not even have the qualifications to prepare.

In front of Xuan Shuang, a five-grade spirit rune appeared, taking a defensive posture, and at the same time, a five-grade spirit technique was condensed in the air.

Han Jincheng stepped forward and appeared in front of Xuanshuang.

The five-grade spirit runes were smashed by Han Jincheng's body, and the five-grade spirit technique condensed in front of Xuan Shuang's body was also smashed by Han Jincheng's palm.

"You have insulted me, you have besieged me, and you have wounded your arm as punishment. Han Jincheng pointed out and blew up Xuanshuang's arm, leaving no flesh and bones.

Xuan Shuang hugged his shoulder with one arm and took a few steps backwards to stabilize his figure, he had no arm, his forehead was full of cold sweat, and he didn't dare to speak.

Tiangang Sect and Meteorite Gate are feuds, if they anger Han Jincheng too much, Han Jincheng may really kill him, and Shen Tumo, the master of Luo Yu Hall on the side, did not stop him, which is to show his attitude.

If you want to blame, you can only blame Han Jincheng for hiding too deeply.

"Dan Zong Realm, no wonder. Seeing this scene, Shi Yan took a deep breath, no wonder with the background of Shentu Fengqian, he would agree to Han Jincheng to take care of Han Feiran, no wonder Han Jincheng had the courage to compete for the throne of the hall.

O Grandmaster!

After Han Jincheng pointed out this finger, he turned around and left, the land of creation was trapped for ten years without solution, Han Feiran was not killed by others, there was no revenge target, this loss even if it was a strong person in Danzong, he could only admit it.

It is rumored that after the land of creation is closed, the big demon will haunt, let alone ten years, maybe it won't last for three days, everything depends on Han Feiran's luck.

Shen Tu Mo was not good at words, turned to leave, and Shen Tu Fengqian followed behind.

"Let's disperse. "The Qingyan family's own Tianjiao is safe and sound, even if it also loses others, but Qingyanhui has brought out a lot of creation and made a lot of money.

I was in a good mood and left with Qing Yanhui.

"Brother Zong, Brother Ye, goodbye to fate. Qing Yanhui greeted Zong Tianyi and Ye Haomiao when he left, and ignored Shi Yan.

As Tianjiao, he only has the same level of powerhouse in his eyes.

Zong Tianyi and Ye Haomiao returned the salute.

Many forces dispersed, and the people of Tiangang Sect were the first to leave, and their faces were gloomy and gloomy, and they didn't know how to explain to the above when they went back.

Ye Haomiao grabbed Shi Yan's arm and said half-jokingly: "Brother Shi, your sect senior brother saved your life this time, and I also have some credit, don't you set up a banquet to entertain us?"

Shi Yan said with a smile: "Then naturally, it depends on whether Senior Brother and Brother Ye have time." ”

He already understands Ye Haomiao's character, is familiar with himself, and likes to make friends with all the people who may be beneficial to him now and in the future.

In comparison, Zong Tian's unexpected appearance may be gentle and close, but in fact, his heart is higher than the sky, and he is more proud than Qing Yanhui's arrogance, one is on the surface, and the other is deep in his bones.

"No, senior brother will invite you another day, how can there be a reason for the junior brother to treat you, I have to meet the master first, and I also have an appointment with Lu Kexuan, the daughter of the mansion master. Zong Tianyi gently patted Shi Yan on the shoulder.

"Senior brother is too polite. Shi Yan seemed to be flattered and bent slightly.

"Then I won't bother you, Brother Shi, go back and see my father first, I have a lot of cultivation and haven't sorted it out yet. Ye Haomiao saw that Zong's providence was not going, so he also found a reason for snoring.

After that, the three of them chatted a few more words, and Ye Haomiao and Zong Tianyi left.

In front of the lock demon tower, only Shi Yan was left, Shi Yan calmly watched the two leave, and put the three demon crystals in his pocket into the space secret box.

"Huh?" Shi Yantu noticed that there was a fluctuation behind him, and his body was tense and he was about to make a move, but he immediately determined something and relaxed.

Two small hands went around the back of Shi Yan's head, covering Shi Yan's eyes, and Xuan'er's snickering voice came out: "This son, who do you guess I am?"

"Of course, it's our Xuan'er. Shi Yanwan smiled, pushed Xuan'er's palm away, and turned to look at Xuan'er.

Looking at it, Shi Yan's heart jumped, this girl's strength has improved again?

Xuan'er didn't hide it at all in front of him, her strength was unobstructed, and she was at the peak of her three-star spiritual cultivation!

At the same time, the bloody aura on Xuan'er's body was a little heavy.

"Childe, how are you doing in the Land of Creation?Did you get any treasures?" Xuan'er saw that Shi Yan had left the Land of Creation intact, and the string in her heart relaxed.

"Go back and say. Shi Yan put his fingers in front of his mouth, and took Xuan'er back to the house on the path.

After Shi Yan and Xuan'er left, the first rays of the early sun fell in the early morning, and the street behind the lock demon tower was full of more and more people.

As the main street of Mingliang Mansion, it is close to the Mansion Mansion, and the flow of people is extremely large, which is no worse than Hongfang Street.

In the midst of this noise, in the middle of the street, there were dots of light, and these lights slowly converged together, and finally condensed into an illusory human form.

First the head, then the body, the clothes, the feet.

It's hard to describe what this power is, if you have to describe it, it can only be described by the great power of heaven and earth, and the stars are shining and the soul is feeling.

The brilliance flowed, and Bai Yiyuan's illusory figure stood behind the Lock Demon Tower, spreading out his palms and staring at himself.

He has tin foil hair and shredded hair, is dressed in Adi sportswear, has Lao Longjing cloth shoes on his feet, and has a red panda cigarette in his mouth.

Bai Yiyuan looked at himself, and then looked around, his mouth was wide open, the cigarette slipped from the corner of his mouth to the ground, and the cigarette butt sparked on the ground, which was full of realism.

The flow of air, the grandeur of the Lock Demon Tower, the quaint streets, and the ancient buildings that are no worse than modern buildings.

"This, what kind of game is this?" Bai Yiyuan looked at the clothes on his body, which were exactly the same as the fabrics and workmanship of his real clothes, but they were full of nothingness under the touch.

People come and go around, Bai Yiyuan stretches out his hand to touch it, it is all illusory, you can't touch the substance, you can look at it, the crowd is surging, and you can't see the end at all. 8)