Stop them!

I don't know why, looking at these Ten Thousand Poison Sect monks who seemed to be making some kind of sacrifice, a voice that seemed to contain infinite magic power sounded from the bottom of Yang Yifan's heart, and kept asking him to stop these people!

What's going on?

What the hell is going on?

Sensing the voice in his heart that seemed to really exist, Yang Yifan was full of doubts, he couldn't understand why he had such thoughts, but his subconscious was to tell him again that if he didn't stop these people, he would definitely regret it!

"Huh?!"

And just as Yang Yifan was frowning and thinking, he suddenly caught a glimpse of bright red in the corner of his eye, and when he looked at it, he suddenly found a bright red vine like a poisonous snake in a hidden corner next to the black altar!

"Blood vines!"

Seeing this thing, Yang Yifan's eyes burst out with a gleam!

Really!

The rumors are indeed true, the blood vines will indeed appear in the land of extreme yin!

But......

Yang Yifan glanced at this group of Ten Thousand Poison Sect monks who were like roadblocks, and his brows slowly furrowed.

If it was just to pick the blood vines, it wouldn't take long at all, it could be said to be extremely simple, but now that there are so many Ten Thousand Poison Sect cultivators here, will they let themselves go?

The answer is obvious, unless these people are funny, it is not possible at all.

And with Yang Yifan's current strength, there is a glimmer of possibility if he wants to break through, but if he is allowed to kill all the way in and pick blood vines and then walk out unharmed, this is basically a dream.

After all, even if the strength is not strong, even if only half of them are monks who build the first layer of foundations, but that is more than twenty foundations!

For Yang Yifan, whose strength was already declining at this time, facing twenty foundation building masters alone was basically equivalent to looking for death.

But......

If you miss this opportunity and want to find the Extreme Yin Land and the Blood Vine again in the future, it will be like looking for a needle in a haystack!

What's more, Lu Shenqing was still in the Cultivators Association at this time, and he didn't know what it was like to be tortured by the four chairmen, and the disciples of the Sword Sect were even more missing, and the revenge had not been avenged, so how could he have time to continue to search slowly?

And most importantly, even if you give up this time and find another opportunity soon, who can guarantee that the situation will be safer next time than now?

"Wealth is in danger! Damn, fight! ”

With a low shout, Yang Yifan's eyes suddenly became firm, he looked at the many monks kneeling in front of the altar in the distance, and he had already begun to secretly think in his heart about how to rush in the fastest and safest!

"You're ......"

Hearing this, Wang Yu immediately froze in place, his face was full of incredulous expressions, as if he heard someone say that today was the end of the world.

Seeking wealth and danger?

Spelled?

Seniors! I know that you are awesome, I know that you can be alone in a five, but even if you are awesome, it is impossible to 1V49!

No matter how rich and rich you are, your life is not as important as your own life!

Yang Yifan ignored him, but his brain turned rapidly, concentrating on conceiving his battle plan, fortunately, it was probably because the two of them were standing far away, and those people didn't expect that there would be other people here, so the two were not discovered.

Although there were forty-nine Ten Thousand Poison Sect cultivators on the other side, what Yang Yifan wanted to do was not to wipe them out, but to rush over in a short period of time, get the blood vines in his hands, and find a way to destroy the altar by the way, according to this line of thinking, it is not impossible to do it.

Of course, it is obviously impossible to rush over with a swagger, it is the work of a reckless man, and if you want to implement this plan perfectly, you naturally need some help and strategy.

Like what...... Turn the tiger away from the mountain.

And as a bait to divert the tiger from the mountain, Wang Yu's strength is too poor to be up to this task at all, and the only one who can do this is the ghost general with an immortal body.

"Ghost General, come out."

With a low shout, the mysterious tattoo on Yang Yifan's chest immediately flashed a faint glimmer of light, and then, the behemoth of the ghost general immediately appeared in front of Yang Yifan and the others.

"In that direction, rush!"

The aura around the ghost general was too obvious, and it was estimated that it would be discovered soon, so Yang Yifan didn't dare to delay, pointed in a direction casually, and directly gave him an order.

"Huh!"

After receiving the order, a strange flame burst into the ghost general's dark green pupils, and then, he clenched the spear with both hands, like a knight charging, and like a black lightning, he rushed straight towards the group of monks!

"What people!"

Almost at the moment when the ghost general rushed out, the forty-nine monks raised their heads in unison, turned around and looked over, and the strange thing was that the eyes of this group of people were like the ghost generals, showing a forest green, without the whites and pupils of the eyes, and they looked extremely penetrating!

"Get down."

Long before this group of people turned around, Yang Yifan was already prepared, he bent down, stretched out his hand, and pressed Wang Yu to the ground, and then, he used his true qi to cover the two of them and hide them.

The size of the ghost general is too large and terrifying, and it immediately attracted everyone's attention and successfully covered Yang Yifan and the others.

"If it's not me, kill it!"

This group of Ten Thousand Poison Sect monks was extremely decisive, only to hear a low and hoarse voice from the crowd, and immediately after, more than a dozen Ten Thousand Poison Sect monks who had built a foundation rose to the sky, and rushed towards the ghost general with gloomy faces!

The others, however, did not move at all, still maintaining a kneeling posture on the ground, emitting a trace of green gas from their bodies, like the blood-colored crystal coffin.

Seeing this, Yang Yifan frowned, he didn't expect that the Ten Thousand Poison Sect monks would be so well-trained, and the appearance of the ghost general did not cause chaos, but only led away more than a dozen people.

"Kurosawa Python!"

Time was pressing, Yang Yifan knew that the ghost general would definitely not last too long, he immediately made a decision, let out a low shout, and then, the black python wrapped around his wrist shot out like a black line, rushing towards many Ten Thousand Poison Gate monks, and at the moment it broke away from Yang Yifan's wrist, its size suddenly began to increase, and in an instant, it became the thickness of a water tank, dozens of meters long, and it looked even more hideous and terrifying than the ghost general!

Yang Yifan said: "Be careful, just lead away, don't fight." ”

Kurosawa Python is different from the ghost general, if he dies, he is dead, and there is no possibility of resurrection, so Yang Yifan naturally will not let him fight hard.

And the appearance of the Kurosawa Python really made the faces of this group of Ten Thousand Poison Sect monks change slightly, and the low and hoarse voice sounded again, but this time, there was obviously a trace of anger in his tone:

"Someone has snuck in, kill!!"

(End of chapter)

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