Just before Yan Lan was about to sacrifice the fierce beast, the twenty monks who parted ways with Yan Lan were each drenched in blood and had a tyrannical aura.

They let out an unwilling roar, but the cultivation of the Xuan Clan's secret guard is not weak, and it is even more born for killing, even if the cultivation of some monks is higher than that of the Xuan Clan's secret guard, they can only fight a tie, and for a while, it is difficult to distinguish between victory and defeat, and it is even more difficult to decide life and death.

Monks who are weaker can only get together and resist desperately.

The twenty monks who were with Yan Lan, because the main energy of the Xuan clan was on Yan Lan, the slaughter they suffered was much lessened.

Some of the monks did not have the slightest scars on their bodies.

In addition, the old man with crooked teeth and the toothless monk also followed Yan Lan, and with their cultivation of the Five Generations of Infant Transformation, they were enough to take charge of themselves.

Unless, the deacons and elders of the Xuan clan can make a move, so that they can suppress the edge of the two of them.

However, although the status of the deacons and elders of the Xuan clan is not as good as that of the nine elders, their status in the Xuan clan is not low.

At the very least, the Xuan secret guards had to obey the orders of the deacon elders.

"My Imperial Beast, come out and move your muscles!"

Yan Lan jumped up, he was alone, and he actually entangled the five ordinary guards and five secret guards of the Xuan Clan, which was almost a third of the strength of the Xuan Clan in a battle circle.

"Roaring ......"

Several brutal and ferocious roars instantly roared in everyone's ears.

There were a few Xuan clan guards who did not have a very strong foundation, but they immediately became unstable and fell to the earth.

Everyone present was startled by this repeated roar.

"Oh my God. This is the Golden Scale King Python, ranked nine hundred and ninety-four on the Luo Tian Thousand Beasts List. There were six heads at once, which ...... Who put this out?"

The squinted-eyed monk who took the lead in breaking through to the west. His mind fluctuated in horror.

If these fierce beasts were sacrificed by the Xuan clan, then they would definitely be unable to fly and would definitely die.

"These six golden-scaled king pythons, I can't see through their strength, can I ...... Could it be that they have all surpassed the four-dimensional infant transformation period?"

"I've been cultivating for three hundred years, and I've never seen so many Golden Scale King Pythons at once, who is their master?"

“......”

The monks on the side of the squint-eyed monk were all shaken. Even the will to fight was bruised.

At this moment, not only them, but even the deacons and elders of the Xuan clan all changed their expressions greatly.

The deacon elder who had given the edict changed drastically, and said in horror: "All ...... They are all Golden Scale King Pythons with the strength of the Wuyan Infant Transformation Period, how is it possible, Yanlan Xiao'er, what does it have to do with the Beast Taming Alliance?"

The Golden Scale King Python has been in the Time Flow Array for three years. Yan Lan did not hesitate to feed a large number of spirit fetus, and even took out an immortal fetus to release a vast amount of pure energy for them to devour.

Now. The six golden-scaled king pythons, whose strength has reached the peak of the five-scale infant transformation, can be called Yan Lan's trump card.

As for the six-fingered green eagle. Yan Lan did not sacrifice because of the strength of the six-fingered green eagle. It has reached the peak of the terrifying six-day infant transformation period.

Even the two blue-eyed white tigers have the strength to reach the peak of the four-dimensional infant transformation.

Such combat power. Yan Lan is confident, he doesn't sacrifice the Thunder Punishment Gu, and he doesn't rely on the alien beast Zilin, which is enough to fight with the monks in the early stage of the Seven Infants.

I don't want to win, but at least I won't have to worry about my life.

These fierce beasts are the guarantee of Yan Lan's confidence, and he also has enough energy to raise fierce beasts.

And the vast majority of monks simply can't withstand the breeding of an infantile stage strength beast, unless they don't want to improve the strength of the beast, they only keep it starving.

The six-headed Golden Scale King Python, this is the real killing machine.

Even the bloodthirsty Xuan Clan's secret guard, in front of the Golden Scale King Python, had to put down a stubborn head.

Suddenly, within a thousand miles of Yan Lan's battle circle, it was filled with a dense golden-scale storm.

The invincible storm of golden scales, like a meat grinder, raged wildly.

Whether it is the Xuan Clan Guardian or the Xuan Clan Secret Guard, as long as they are entangled by the Golden Scale Storm, they will only be destroyed by the gods.

The squint-eyed monk blasted away the two Xuan clan secret guards with a sword, and his left hand had already opened the flesh and flesh, and several cracks opened on the magic sword that he regarded as a treasure.

The squinted-eyed monk looked at the monks around him who were fighting hard and falling from time to time, looking pained, but helpless.

At this time, he saw the Yanlan battle group thousands of miles away, and the monks of the Xuan clan were frantically killed by the Golden Scale Storm, his eyes showed disbelief, and he muttered: "Impossible, that little guy, how can it be possible to envoy the six-headed Golden Scale King Python, and it is the Golden Scale King Python whose strength has reached the Five Yan Infant Transformation Stage." Even if he could make a royal envoy, he ...... How could he afford to provide for it. The appetite of the six-headed Golden Scale King Python is enough to devour the aura within a thousand miles in one day......"

The squint-eyed monk's eyes gradually revealed a trace of struggle, a trace of chagrin.

Because at this moment, the monks who followed Yan Lan to break through almost didn't have to make their own moves, but gathered around Yan Lan, as if watching a play, watching the Golden Scale King Python kill the Xuan Clan guards.

The monks beside the squint-eyed monk, they were all dissatisfied and contemptuous of Yan Lan's words before, but at this moment, they sighed that they looked down on people in the face of the continuous killing of the Xuan monks.

However, even if they wanted to return to Yan Lan now, it would be impossible.

It's not that Yan Lan doesn't accept them, it's that those Xuan clan guards who are extremely angry, but can't kill the Golden Scale King Python, pour out all their anger on them.

"Yanlan, save me!"

The squint-eyed monk was cornered by the three Xuan clan secret guards, his life hung by a thread, and he couldn't care about any face anymore, so he immediately wailed at Yan Lan.

"Yan Daoyou, save me, I don't want any compensation, just an old life!"

"I am willing to give most of my wealth in exchange for my life, and I only ask Senior Yan to save me. ”

"We rely on the old and sell the old, we have no eyes, and we ask Yan's predecessors to save each other regardless of their past suspicions. ”

“......”

In the squint-eyed monk battle group, several seriously injured monks did their best to send a message calling for help.

At this moment, what has been cultivated for hundreds of years, what hairy children are arrogant, and what I am the master of a sect...... All of them have become bullshit, as long as they can survive, even if they kneel, they are willing.

Killing and calamity, although it started by Yan Lan, they also came to share the treasure, Yan Lan did not hold anyone hostage, it was all the cultivators who were willing.

Moreover, Yan Lan took the initiative to stand up before, saying that he wanted to lead them to break through, but they looked down on Yan Lan and parted ways, thinking that they could break out of the encirclement by relying on twenty of them.

However, they underestimated the strength of the Xuan Clan's secret guards, and even underestimated the madness and bloodthirstiness of the Xuan Clan's secret guards.

Whether you are wearing shoes or barefoot, you are afraid of dying.

The monks beside Yan Lan looked at the miserable other battle circle, and at the same time, they were secretly proud and happy, and at the same time, they gradually felt palpitations and fear at that scene of blood and madness, and gave birth to pity and compassion.

Their eyes were all looking at Yan Lan, waiting for Yan Lan's decision.

They can't force Yan Lan either, it is up to Yan Lan to decide whether to save or not.

Yan Lan sighed secretly, he is not a hard-hearted person, those monks, although they came to share the treasure, but they were also somewhat bewitched by him, and now they have successfully made a feud with the Xuan clan, the goal has been achieved, if they are all dead, it will be difficult for him to get rid of them.

"My hatred for the Xuan clan can only be solved by the people who personally slash the Xuan clan. Since you call me to help, then I will save myself! You will owe me more. ”

Yan Lan's eyes were cold, and he immediately took out the Wang Python Golden Sword, showed a bloodthirsty face, and frantically killed the Xuan monks in the other battle circle. (To be continued......)

PS: Good morning, fellow Daoists, life is short, be happy in time. The longer I stay in the hospital, the more I feel that life is impermanent, and a hundred years is too short.