Yan San knew that he was speechless, scratched his head and said, "It seems that I have slept for too long, this continent was still chaotic at the beginning, how can there be so many ghosts. 』

Who wouldn't brag about it, Yan San, as a senior prank, came as soon as he opened his mouth.

Wu Duotian was shocked again, this big guy who "took away and returned" was actually a giant power tens of thousands of years ago, in the undivided period of the mainland? No wonder he was so generous, he built a huge Lethe River in the soul sea in the early soul stage, thinking about it this way, he not only lowered his status for the "super boss" to lift shoes and run errands, but also raised countless times.

In order to win the favor of the "big guy", he accepted his soul seal as soon as possible, and immediately treated Yan San as a mortal, and told the ethereal world in detail. didn't know that Yan San was indeed a rookie who had only practiced for a few years.

Yan San's face was calm, it seemed to be commonplace, and his heart had already turned over a huge wave, what a damn leg, he originally thought that Nanfeng Town was big, but after he came out, he realized how big the Three Kingdoms of Tang Yuanshang were...... It is actually just a hall entrance of the 'Clear Wind and Bright Moon Sect' in the Ethereal Realm, and there are dozens of similar halls......

Yan San's heart suddenly rose with the thought of 'the world is so big, I want to go and see it', but he didn't show any silence on the surface, and his throat smoked when he heard this nonsense.

"Do you know that there is a person named Wu Qing?" Yan San asked suddenly.

Wu Duotian pondered for a long time, and suddenly slapped his thigh and said, "You are talking about the True Martial Immortal King, right? How can you not know that you dominated one side in the Ethereal Realm back then, and was known as one of the Three Ethereal Venerables, but now you don't know what......

Yan San was overjoyed, it seemed that his cheap master backer was a bit hard. Wu Duotian suddenly seemed to think of something, stared at the three Heavenly Kings behind him, exclaimed, and said in a trembling voice, "True Martial Immortal King?...... Are you the True Martial Immortal King?'

This joke can't be made, and Wu Qing knows about it, so he doesn't want to take off a layer of skin. Yan San corrected: "No, I see that this kid has good boxing skills all the way, and he intercepted a piece of his soul to play!"

Yan Popi is a person, and he is not afraid of peeling off his skin, anyway, he is a cheap master, so he simply makes a big death, to the effect that I am not a true martial immortal king, but I am just kneading the true martial immortal king at will.

Round bragging kung fu, Yan San can blow and kill a group at the same time.

Wu Duotian was dumbfounded, and felt more and more that Yan San was unfathomable, and one of the three ethereal statues was being played by him? If this word was spread out, all the people in the reckless continent would not be enough to die, but Wu Duotian couldn't help but believe it, the three heavenly kings had different expressions, and they were stupidly clubbing behind them!

"My mother-in-law, I've met an ancestor!" Wu Duotian screamed wildly in his heart, and all kinds of tastes came to his heart, at this time, don't say that he should accept the soul mark, even lick his feet!

Wu Duotian kowtowed frantically, sent his soul mark to Yan San's nose, and begged, "Ask for the old ancestor...... Take the old slave!'

"Am I old?" Yan San suddenly changed color, pushed away the soul seal handed over by Wu Duotian and shouted: "Hang it up and fight!" At the end, he finally added: "Don't beat it to death!"

The three "True Martial Immortal Kings" in the rear pounced, turned the soul sand into ropes, and hoisted the black sky into the air again, beating them wildly!

Wu Duotian was dumbfounded, how could this 'ancestor' be so moody? But in his heart, he regretted that this ancestor didn't like people to call him old! He roared loudly and begged: "Young master, young master! I was wrong...... Leave me alone...... Ah......

Yan San ignored Wu Daotian's screams and turned around and fled out of the Soul Sea, leaving Luo Luo to have a good time.

To treat a wicked person like Wu Duotian is to beat him badly, and he will continue to fight until he is afraid, and he will tremble when he hears his name in the future, and that is the real fear.

"Call me Ancestor?" Yan San cursed secretly, regaining control of his physical body.

Taking advantage of the "serious injury", Yan San thought about some things carefully, and had a bolder idea in his heart, but this idea was a bit whimsical, and it dried up and fished.

But at this point, Yan San has no choice, and he has to find a way back for himself.

Yes, he is safe in the secret realm for a short time, but what about after leaving the secret realm? The signboard of the Bloody Guard can solve some things, but it definitely can't solve everything.

At the very least, Ling Tian's severed hand was done by him, which meant that Yan San had to face the anger of Qilin County, and it was not difficult to see from Ling Tian's urine that his father was not necessarily a good bird, "If you don't raise it, it's your father's fault", Ling Tian was so arrogant, without his father's support, he would have been beaten to death on the street, but this time he ran into Yan San, a splash who didn't want consequences.

Gan Caiyun was killed by him, and Ye Piaoling ...... It was also killed by him, although he was finally split by the Blood Tiger and Murong Qingyi on the spot, but it was not difficult for the masters at the scene to see that Ye Piao's fragmented corpse had been pierced through his heart by a crossbow before. In addition, Ye Piaoling was forced to kneel in public and slapped a few times...... Qingfeng Mingyue Sect would not let himself go like this.

At present, I have it, the wind blows the sand and is just a shell, not to mention for the time being, "Tiger Seal" and "Looking Back" are a Yuan Weapon, a quasi-Yuan Weapon, which is very good and powerful, which greatly enhances Yan San's confidence. The talents of the Ice Wind Cicada King and Snow Jade Swallow also allowed Yan San to hide in the crowd and become an unbeatable Xiaoqiang, which seemed to be very good.

As for the Dark Heaven, the fourth-order soul cultivation can almost sweep across the area. But forget it, the person offended by this old thing is enough to destroy him thousands of times, and if he releases it, he will be killed by the burden.

At present, the Ten Thousand Thoughts Soul Destroying Sutra does not have much use except for super-perception, unless the soul cultivation breaks through the second order to see hope, skip it. Finally, there is the Heavenly King Technique, this skill is relatively domineering, and various opportunities have allowed him to reach the third-order physical cultivation level in a short period of time, and his vitality is extremely condensed, and he has infinite possibilities in the future.

However, the physical cultivation at the beginning of the third order was useless under behemoths like Qilin County and Qingfeng Mingyue Sect, and no matter how strong Yan San was, he was just one person, and he was covered in iron and enough to hit a few nails?

Yan San saved Murong Qingyi's life, and the blood and fire killing also took care of him, and he might be able to withstand these two crises, but it was obviously unwise to pin his fate on others. No matter how big the backer is, there are times when they collapse, and the two of them can't talk about being their own backers. Therefore, Yan San must have a life-saving hole card, which is enough to survive when Qilin County and Qingfeng Mingyue Sect counterattack, and the secret realm is the last time for him to prepare.

While thinking about it, the few spirit elements in Yan San's body suddenly emptied, if the Blood Madness Tiger was still probing Yan San's body at this time, he should be able to find the wedding spell in Yan San's body. Yan San's body trembled slightly. This time, the wedding charm twitched his physical origin.

Due to the previous two consecutive use of the Wind Attack, the Spirit Yuan in Yan San's body was seven or eight out of ten, and the flash of killing Gan Caiyun consumed nearly half of the Spirit Yuan, which was the pinnacle blow of Yan San's use of the Wind Attack, and finally broke the sword and cut off his head.

Since then, Yan San has been seriously injured, and the spirit yuan has not been replenished, so he will not die, and the time for the wedding coat spell to extract the spirit element once a day has arrived, and the spirit element in Yan San's body is squeezed clean like a long whale absorbing water, and then he is not satisfied, and directly twitches Yan San's physical origin.

It can be seen with the naked eye that thousands of black fibrous roots appeared all over Yan San's body, and he pulled it ruthlessly......

Yan San was not afraid of pain, the cultivation of the Heavenly King Jue Oven had made him accustomed to pain. But this feeling of being sucked out of the origin of the flesh is like the whole body from the inside out, every tiniest muscle and blood, and the slightest end of the hair has an extra hand, and then a piece is torn off. The pain converged into a tidal wave, and there were countless numbness, itching, softness, soreness, and crispiness, but the most terrifying thing was the instinctive fear of the body and soul, and the trembling helplessness of touching perdition.

Yan San's eyes were dark, and he almost fainted, but a little ice heart of the Ice Wind Cicada King was shrouded, Yan San couldn't even faint, he could only grit his teeth, his eyes were bloodshot, his body trembled slightly, he experienced every bit of pain, and endured the waves that were about to drown him, endless, boundless......

Fortunately, Yan San's spirit yuan was extremely pure, and there were very few vacancies required to fill the wedding coat spell, and the time to extract the origin of the flesh body only lasted for a short five seconds, but for Yan San, it seemed to have experienced five thousand years of torment.

Yan San slowly opened his eyes, and the dense black roots converged towards the center of his pupil like a tide, condensing into two small dots that could not be detected.

This is the second thing that Yan San has to solve, he must solve the problem of Lingyuan, and feed the wedding dress spell with an increasing appetite every day. The replacement of Qingfeng Jue has passed halfway, and the advantage of the rapid cultivation of the Blood Clothes Sutra is becoming more and more apparent, this is already a matter that Yan San must consider, and after today, the wind attack may become Yan San's swan song.

Yan San's eyes were calm, and another bold idea came up: he had a nine-day wind source, and the Qingfeng Technique was originally a wind method, if this idea was realized, it might ...... Don't give up the breeze trick. But it's not time yet, and the body has not recovered from serious injuries, so it's really not suitable to do such crazy things.

Murong Qingyi on the side looked frightened. For this young man who saved his life, Murong Qingyi was grateful and had been watching over him, just now, Murong Qingyi saw with his own eyes that Yan San was completely black, crawling with silky roots, bruised tendons, his face was hideous, and he was trembling all over, as if an evil devil had occupied his body.

Yan San looked at the sluggish Murong Qingyi, did not hide it, and smiled weakly and bitterly: "Don't worry, my lord, this is the blood curse of the wedding dress, and I ask the lord to keep it secret for me." 』

Murong Qingyi's face was shocked, and he exclaimed, "Wedding Dress Curse, why did you fall into the Wedding Dress Curse, how long have you been?"

Murong Qingyi naturally heard of the major events that caused a sensation in the Tang and Yuan dynasties, Yuan Hongsu came back, and the blood and poisonous Gu were killed all the way, and he was already on the front line with Dayuan's "Xiong Tianbarian King", and many of Helian Tianxiong's children were planted with a wedding spell by Yuan Hongsu, and life was worse than death every day, but he didn't expect Yan San to be involved in it. The viciousness of the wedding spell and the horror of the attack made the monks of the Tang Dynasty afraid of each other.