In the next moment, Yu Hanhai exclaimed, "You stinky boy, do you know that you have caused a catastrophe?!"

"The old man orders you now, immediately release Bai Ruxue!"

The son of the martial saint of the dignified Jinling Dynasty, just this simple title is enough to shock everyone!

The name of the Origin Martial Saint was like thunder in the entire Dongzhou and even the Star Source Continent, and no one knew it, and no one knew it.

But now Wang Yan actually took the son of the martial saint into captivity and took him as a slave!

This is no longer playing with fire, but dying.

Therefore, in Yu Hanhai's eyes, Wang Yan is gradually moving away on the road of death, and there is no one before or after.

Even the son of the Primordial Martial Saint was taken captive as a slave, what else did he dare not do?

"Let him go, Fourth Elder, what are you kidding, don't you know that Bai Ruxue is now the only bargaining chip in my hand?"

"If I let him go, he could die at any time!"

In the last sentence, Wang Yan accentuated his tone, as if he was deliberately emphasizing. Hearing this, Yu Hanhai was slightly stunned and fell silent.

After about four or five breaths, I sighed faintly.

"Having said that, do you know that if you take Bai Ruxue as a slave, it will bring ruin to the Burning Sun Sect!"

Looking at Yu Hanhai, who was nervous and worried, Wang Yan suddenly sneered.

Meeting the latter's inexplicable gaze, Wang Yan slowly shook his head.

"I always thought that the Fourth Elder was not the kind of person who was afraid of power, but today it was so disappointing to me. ”

When the words fell, Wang Yan laughed at himself, "Now I am no longer a disciple of the Lieyang Sect, but a guest." ”

"If the Yuan Shi Martial Saint really kills the Burning Sun Sect, I can break away at any time, and I will never involve the Burning Sun Sect. ”

After saying that, Wang Yan smiled indifferently and walked towards Bai Ruxue.

Looking at Wang Yan's thin figure, Yu Hanhai couldn't say a word for a long time.

......

Hall of the Falling Stars, Inner Door.

In a palace full of star power, there are two figures.

A figure is straight and straight, like a mountain peak that reaches straight into the sky.

The other figure groveled, his waist bent ninety degrees.

But this person's aura is stronger than this figure standing straight, and I don't know how much it is.

But in front of this figure, this person did not dare to raise his head, and he was humble like a slave.

"The matter...... But really?"

After half a ring, the standing figure sighed faintly, and his voice was as cold as ice.

"Back to Senior Brother Zhang's words, I personally heard this news from Senior Brother Hua. ”

"If what Senior Brother Hua said is true, what I just said is true. ”

As soon as these words came out, the standing figure suddenly turned around, and a ray of sunlight hit his face, revealing a handsome face with sharp angles.

This person is none other than Zhang Yu.

"Well, very good, I didn't expect him to be so strong even after losing his left arm. ”

"Looks like I'm going to have to ...... it myself"

"Senior Brother Zhang, this son's left arm is intact, as if it is ...... It's grown back!"

Suddenly, Zhang Yu's complexion changed slightly, and his eyes showed an unbelievable look.

He had obviously cut off Wang Yan's left arm, why was he able to grow it again now?

And the strength of the battle power made him breathtaking!

If what he said is true, Lianhua no one exists like this, and it is not Wang Yan's enemy.

Could it be that Wang Yan got the Divine Arm of Domination in the White Bone Forest, so he became so strong?

After a moment of silence, Zhang Yu walked out of the palace without looking back.

He must ask his master for help, and he must not sit idly by.

Because of Wang Yan's growth speed, Zhang Yu felt frightened.

An unprecedented sense of crisis made his soul begin to become uneasy.

......

The Jinling Dynasty is located in the center of the land of Dongzhou, with a vast area and can be called the center of Dongzhou.

The strength of the power of the stars is so strong that it can kill any of the nine sects in seconds.

And in the center of the Jinling Dynasty, in a palace where the power of the stars is as rich as water, there are two figures.

One of the figures sat cross-legged, obviously there, but it was dreamlike and ethereal.

It seems that it is possible to return by the wind at any time, and it seems that it does not exist in this world.

There was no terrible aura rippling out, but it made people look at it as if they had been struck by lightning.

It seems that the existence of this figure is a taboo in itself.

It's as if you can only recite it silently in your heart, and you can't call it by name, let alone look at it directly.

This person has a thin face, white beard and hair, but his face is immature and green.

Such visions are the manifestation of attaining a certain level of cultivation and rejuvenation.

Such a person is actually the Yuan Shi Martial Saint who intimidated the entire Jinling Dynasty and spread his prestige in the Dongzhou Continent, Bai Yiyuan!

And behind him, there is the Great Elder of the Falling Star Palace, Nangong Liuyun.

"Nangong, what Fang just said is true?"

Nangong Liuyun suddenly bent his waist, "Liuyun didn't dare to deceive the martial saint, what Fang just said is true." ”

"Oh?"

With a sigh, Bai Yiyuan slowly stood up.

Nangong Liuyun was suddenly struck by lightning, and his whole body began to tremble violently.

At this moment, Bai Yiyuan was in the eyes of Nangong Liuyun, like a heavenly dome pressing on the top.

It seems that the heavens and the earth will be surrendered and tremble before them!

"It's funny, I haven't found such an interesting character in hundreds of years. ”

"With the cultivation of the Condensing Star One Heavy Realm, he was able to capture Wu'er alive and take him as a slave. ”

"You say, is such a character interesting?"

Nangong Liuyun trembled, "The words of the Martial Sage made Liuyun terrified, and he didn't know how to answer. ”

"Nangong, you and I have known each other for a hundred years, but I have never seen you so uneasy as today. ”

"Could it be that you have something else to hide from me, unsaid?"

As soon as these words came out, Nangong Liuyun's eyes showed horror, "Martial Saint Mingjian, Liuyun has never concealed anything. ”

With a gentle smile, Bai Yiyuan nodded without a trace.

"It seems that I, the Origin Martial Saint, have not appeared in the Dongzhou Continent for a long time, which has made many people forget my existence. ”

"It happens that Wu'er has changed, and it's time to go out for a walk, and let people know that the Yuan Shi Martial Saint has not sat down. ”

......

The second of the nine sects, the Lieyang Sect, the inner door.

Under Yu Hanhai's strong suppression, Wang Yan's return did not cause any waves.

Looking at Wang Yan who was walking straight towards his residence, Yu Hanhai was slightly stunned, and hurriedly rose from the ground and flew towards the top of the middle peak.

He had to tell Nie Feichen about it, take precautions, and immediately discuss countermeasures.

Because not long after, it will be the disaster of the Burning Sun Sect to destroy the sect!

Walking on the familiar road, Wang Yan was in a good mood, but the white Ruxue behind him was gloomy, and the gloomy one could drip water.

As soon as he pushed open the gate and entered the courtyard, a black lightning bolt rushed towards him.

Sou......!

The sharp and piercing sound of breaking the wind sounded, Wang Yan was slightly stunned, and then a smile appeared on her delicate face.

"Little one, it's getting faster. ”

The black lightning fell on Wang Yan's shoulder, revealing a figure, which was undoubtedly the black cloud.

(End of chapter)