Wang Python Golden Sword, for the Xuanye magic sword, although the sword body is slender, but the grade is not low, extremely tough.

In the body of the sword, there is a golden scale king python weapon spirit, the strength of which is enough to have the five-scale infant transformation period, coupled with the long-term suppression of the beast soul, once sacrificed, the ferocity is even more monstrous.

It can be said that this Golden Scale King Python Weapon Spirit is more powerful than the six Golden Scale King Pythons.

Such a powerful sword, in Xuanye's hands, just showed off its momentum, but it didn't play any role, it was really a tyrannical thing.

"Dead ......"

Yan Lan roared angrily, and ten golden swords pierced the sky, slashing towards the Xuan clan guards with a majestic momentum.

The three Xuan secret guards who were about to kill the squint-eyed monk were immediately repelled by the sword, although they were not dead, their vitality was cut by seventy, and blood spurted wildly from their mouths.

The other seven monks who were forced to a desperate situation by the Xuan guards only felt that the golden light was shining in front of them, and in the blink of an eye, those Xuan guards who were about to kill them were all shocked back and seriously injured.

There were several Xuan clan guards, and their gods were shattered immediately and they died on the spot.

Under this circumstance, those monks swallowed the depression in their hearts, their eyes showed bloodthirsty, and they immediately roared again and again, frantically slashing the seriously injured Xuan clan guards.

Many Xuan clan guards were immediately hacked to death by the blade, their flesh and blood blurred, and it was unbearable to see.

At this time, the six Xuan clan elders who had never made a move noticed that the situation was not good, especially when they saw Yan Lan's almost irrational killing, as well as the fierce and monstrous Golden Scale King Python, they knew that even if the six of them made a move, it would be useless.

"The elders and strong men of our clan are mostly in retreat, and we quickly retreat. Activate the defensive array, and they don't have the guts. Dare to enter the realm of our people. ”

"However, this retreat. If it damages the face of our people, the six of us will definitely be punished. ”

"It is better to be punished than to lose your life. Our actions have suffered a lot of losses, but they are not without gains, at least we know more about Yanlan children. ”

"In that case, let's retreat quickly. If you hesitate, there is no way back. ”

“......”

The six deacons and elders deliberated and immediately retreated.

Yan Lan's soul power has always been locked on the six deacon elders, and the enmity is so deep, how can they retreat as they wish.

"Golden Scale King Python, kill those six old guys, and the Yuan Shen you get doesn't have to be returned to me. You are free to devour. ”

Yan Lan's eyes were ruthless, and he gave orders to the Golden Scale King Python.

The Golden Scale King Python was immediately excited, and he was scrambling to be the first. Kill the strongest deacons and elders.

The six deacons and elders only have the cultivation of the four and five infant transformation periods, regardless of speed. is still strength, how can it be compared to the Golden Scale King Python at the peak of the Wuyan Infant Transformation.

After five breaths. The six deacons and elders were all killed, and the original spirit was swallowed. The bodies and storage rings of the six people, they were obediently handed over to Yan Lan.

Within sixty breaths, Yan Lan slaughtered all the Xuan clan guards and secret guards.

Immediately, all the monks gathered around Yan Lan, looked at Yan Lan with respect, respect, and awe, and tried their best to suppress the shock in their hearts.

They really couldn't imagine that a teenage Yan Lan, who seemed to only have the cultivation of the middle stage of the second generation of infancy, could burst out with such a strong combat power.

In fact, Yan Lan's cultivation realm has reached the late stage of the Sanyan Infant Transformation, he already has a strong foundation, coupled with the surging anger, the killing intent is furious, and he has the blessing of the Wang Python Golden Sword, once he makes a move, those Xuan Clan secret guards in the Second Infant Transformation Period are not Yan Lan's opponents at all, let alone the weaker ordinary guards of the Xuan Clan.

Yan Lan put away the Golden Scale King Python Sword Spirit, which was still violent with the intention of killing, wiped his fingers, removed the trace of blood on the sword body, and flipped his palm to put the King Python Golden Sword into the mustard bracelet.

Then with a movement of his palm, he withdrew the six golden-scaled king pythons.

At this moment, Yan Lan was surrounded by all the monks in the center, like the stars and the moon.

Yan Lan swept around, and of the twenty monks who followed the squint-eyed monk, only ten survived, and each of them was scarred and weakened.

Of the twenty monks who followed him to break through, only five were injured, and the injuries were not serious.

The squinted-eyed monk shook his head sadly, and arched his hand to Yan Lan and said: "Senior Yan, thank you for coming to the rescue, I have offended a lot beforehand, and I am very remorseful, if the senior is dissatisfied with the subordinate, please beat me up to relieve the dissatisfaction in the senior's heart." ”

The other nine injured monks also hugged their fists towards Yan Lan, their faces showed respect, and their hearts were full of remorse, if they had let go of their arrogance and followed Yan Lan before, how could they end up like this, they really did their own sins and couldn't live.

The twenty monks who followed Yan Lan were quite comfortable with their heads at this time, and handed out a slightly mocking look to those monks who thought highly of themselves and believed in the bewitchment of the squint-eyed monks.

Yan Lan waved his hand and said coldly: "Yan is seventeen years old, if you are not a senior, you can call me Yan Daoyou." ”

The squinted-eyed monk hurriedly said: "Since ancient times, those who are virtuous and strong, regardless of their qualifications and age, can be worthy of the word senior. Yan seniors regardless of the past suspicions, to rescue each other, is a virtue, with the power of one person, the battle of dozens of strong people of the Xuan clan, can become a sweeping trend, this is strong. The title of Yan's predecessor is enough to deserve it. ”

"Yes, yes, this time, I really thank Yan for his predecessors, but if they were someone else, they would have already treated us as a mustard and let us go, and even stabbed us upside down from behind, wanting to kill us. ”

"It's true, the hearts of the people in the cultivation realm are unpredictable, and those who can have the mind and talent of Yan's predecessors are almost extinct. ”

“......”

The cultivators kept complimenting, but at this time, their compliments were all from the heart, not purely to please Yan Lan.

The crooked toothed old man breathed a sigh of relief, if he hadn't followed Yan Lan into the Xuan clan before, he had a sense of curiosity about Yan Lan, and with his strength, he would not be willing to follow Yan Lan at all.

and the toothless monk, who was also secretly glad that his heart was not much different from the crooked tooth monk.

Yan Lan didn't want to waste more time on this matter, and said: "The strength of the Xuan clan is unfathomable, and the guards are killed and injured today, but they are just a drop in the blood, and they can't hurt the vitality of the Xuan clan at all." This place is only more than 10,000 miles away from the nest of the Xuan people, so it is better to leave quickly. ”

With that, Yan Lan took the lead and galloped towards the south.

Thirty monks, supporting each other, also followed Yanlan in the sky.

It took half a day and a full 200,000 miles before Yan Lan stopped. This place is no longer under the complete control of the Xuan clan.

The cultivators also stopped, and at the beginning fifty people went forward, but now only thirty people are alive.

Yan Lan took out the storage ring he had prepared in advance, held it high, and said: "This storage ring is given to Yan by the Xuan clan, and there is also a Xuan clan seal on it, as well as the spiritual sense prohibition seal, Yan has not had time to check it yet." At the beginning, I promised you that eighty percent of the resources for worship would be divided. Now, Yan has fulfilled his promise. ”

The cultivators' eyes lit up, and their eyes lit up with a fiery look.

At this time, several monks suddenly realized something, and immediately coughed lightly, showing embarrassment.

The squinted-eyed monk hurriedly said: "I don't ask for a share of the treasure in the next, this encounter, being able to get to know Yan Lan's predecessors is the best treasure I can get in the next." ”

The squint-eyed monk smiled strangely at Yan Lan, obviously, although his words came from the bottom of his heart, they were not purely for Yan Lan, the implication was to remind other monks to be a man in moderation and stop coveting sharing treasures.

Moreover, getting acquainted with Tianjiao like Yan Lan is much stronger than the so-called baby.

The other monks immediately came to their senses, clasped their fists, and said excuses.

There are more than 20 people, not only do they not ask for a share of the treasure, but they also take out the storage ring, among which there are a large number of magic weapons and pills, which are obviously grateful to Yan Lan for saving him, but he actually wants to make friends with Yan Lan.

Under some politeness and prevarication, Yan Lan smiled slyly and arched his hand: "Your kindness, it is difficult to resist the kindness, Yan seems to have no choice but to accept it." All of you have been injured, and if you leave at this time, I am afraid that you will be poisoned by the Xuan clan. Why don't you go back to Gangtianmen with me, there are some things, I hope you can help me witness it, what do you think?"

The old man with crooked teeth arched his hand and said, "I can't ask for it!"

The squinted-eyed monk nodded like pounding garlic and said, "Senior Yan is kindly invited, how can we refuse." ”

The other monks nodded in agreement.

Yan Lan put away all the storage rings, and the corners of his mouth faintly raised a touch of self-satisfaction, this action, not only did he not share resources with the cultivators, but even received countless treasures from the cultivators.

In particular, obtaining the precepts of the eight elders of the Xuan clan, as well as the vows of the six deacon elders, the harvest was extremely huge.

No matter how thin the mosquito's legs are, they are also meat, and although there are some messy things in the storage ring prepared by Yan Lan in advance, it may also be of great use in the future.

Yan Lan calmed down, looked in the direction of Gangtianmen, and said in his heart: "It's time to return to the sect and clarify some things." During this period of time, the old ghost master, as well as all the senior brothers and sisters, have endured a lot of pressure. They are all looking forward to my return. (To be continued......)