Chapter 680: Adding fuel to the fire

"Boom ......"

A terrifying roar erupted from between the claws and sharp horns, and at the same time, a circle of transparent ripples surged in all directions.

This is a duel between the strongest and the hardest, and not only Yan Lan, but almost everyone wants to know the final result.

The huge body of the six-fingered green eagle shook suddenly, and the blue light on the claws flowed, and at this moment, above the sharp horns of the spirit pupil rhinoceros, there were hidden cracks spreading.

Hu Mao's eyes were cold, he suppressed the surprise on his face, pinched his hands and squeezed the trick, and it was actually a sneak attack towards Yan Lan.

"Innate sword intent!" Beifeng stepped forward.

"Born with Yao pupils!" Shi Xu's eyes brightened, hitting Hu Mao's eyes.

"Three swords in one!" Tong Xun, Xi Chen, and Mo Li comprehended their hearts, and fused the three sword understandings of love sword impermanence into one, turning them into a vast sword gang, and stabbing Hu Mao directly.

The few of them had long known that Hu Mao had bad intentions, and their minds were highly concentrated, and they didn't even pay attention to the previous fierce beast confrontation.

They didn't want to be a burden to Yan Lan all the time, and now that they had embarked on this path of cultivation, they could no longer hide under Yan Lan's shadow in the face of any calamity.

Hu Mao felt that his soul was stabbed by ten thousand swords, and then his eyes and eyes were lost, and his six senses were confused, and then a sharp sword gang, as if falling from the sky, slammed straight into his dantian position.

"Poof!"

Even Hu Mao, who was as strong as this, was inevitably injured under the bombardment of three stunts in turn, and immediately squirted several mouthfuls of blood, and his body flew upside down.

"Dare to hurt me, I want you all to die, the male cultivator will be a slave forever, and the female cultivator will be a slave forever......"

Hu Mao's aura was surging, and he couldn't sense the situation around him. can only radiate power indiscriminately to protect the bleeding body.

Now. Zhao Qing rose into the air and shouted, "Those who hurt Yanlan." Die!"

As soon as the words fell, a palm print that gathered Zhao Qing's strongest power was imprinted on Hu Mao's body domineeringly.

"Bang!"

Hu Mao's body exploded, and the weak Yuan Shen immediately fled to the sky.

Yan Lan raised his eyes, and with a movement of his hand, he captured Hu Mao's Yuan Shen and took possession of his storage ring, then clapped his hands and said with a smile: "The Yuan Shen of the Four Yan Infant Transformation Monks." It's a pity to ruin it!"

From Shi Xu and Beifeng making a move, to Yan Lan recovering Hu Mao's Yuan Shen, but in the blink of an eye, those monks who followed behind Hu Mao could not ease their senses.

It's not that they are slow to react, it's that they are used to following Hu Mao to show off their might, every time Hu Mao makes a move in anger, they are all caught with their hands, how could they have thought that it would be like today. In the blink of an eye, it ended up so miserable.

"Roar!"

At this moment, the spirit pupil rhinoceros roared in the sky, and the giant claws of the six-fingered green eagle. It was already clutched at its head.

Three golden-scaled king pythons swarmed and entangled the spirit pupil rhinoceros.

After all, the six-fingered green eagle is ranked higher than the Lingtong rhinoceros, and it has its own natural pride. Seeing that the spirit pupil rhinoceros resisted to death, it immediately hissed. The claws flashed, and there was a "boom". actually pinched and exploded the huge head of the spirit pupil rhinoceros.

In the blink of an eye, the spirit core and body of the Spirit Pupil Rhino were snatched and eaten by the Golden Scale King Python and the Six-Fingered Green Eagle.

Thousands of miles away, Youdan's eyes widened instantly, his lips trembled slightly, and he spoke out a few times: "These young monks, such a strong strength, I thought I looked down on them, but I still looked down on them. Who are they, how could they enter the central boundary of my Great Bandit Mountain. Don't they know who is behind this great bandit mountain?"

The ghost's eyes flickered, and if they didn't teach the offender a lesson, they would lose the ability to show off their might in this region from now on.

Because, they are just a dog raised here by that force, if the dog loses face to the owner, how can the owner continue to raise it?

It's good to have a life to live.

The cultivators of the Yougang are not as deep as the Youdan, they completely forgot their identity as bandits, and were shocked by the scene thousands of miles away.

Kill Hu Mao in an instant, and kill the Siyan Infant Transformation Stage Spirit Pupil Rhino in a moment, this kind of strength, even if they make a move, it will never be possible.

The more than twenty monks of the Hu Gang were even more shocked, and one of the monks with the highest cultivation muttered, "You...... You're from the Beast Taming Alliance?"

As he spoke, he involuntarily stepped back.

Yan Lan sneered: "So what?"

Yan Lan was not afraid to splash the sewage he stirred up on the Beast Taming Alliance. After all, the Beast Taming Alliance had provoked him, and with the strength of the Beast Taming Alliance, I believe that there would be no force that would dare to seek the bad luck of the Beast Taming Alliance.

"Since Your Excellency is a member of the Beast Taming Alliance, can you have the Beast Taming Alliance badge?"

A gloomy voice rang out, and it was none other than the ghost. The dignity of the Great Bandit Mountain was tied to him, and although he was frightened, he still gritted his teeth and came to Yan Lan and the others.

Behind the ghostly egg, the people of the ghost gang also arrived, but their expressions were not as arrogant and cruel as usual, but were shrouded in hesitation and fear.

Zhao Qing frowned, flipped his palm, took out a badge, and said gloomily: "The badge of the Beast Taming Alliance is here, who are you, why did you offend us?"

The ghostly egg swept his eyes over the badge, and realized that it was just a badge of the primary branch of the Beast Taming Alliance, his mind eased slightly, and he was quite confident, coughed lightly, and said, "I am the lord of the Great Bandit Mountain, the ghost." It is disrespectful for you to trespass on our territory, and we want to kill you, so of course, why not?"

Mo Li looked at the extremely wild beard, the corners of his mouth raised, and he covered his mouth and smiled: "Youba, hey, it's indecent, it's extremely ugly, it's better to call it a black egg." ”

Xichen hurriedly nodded and said, "Yes, it's still a black egg, how kind it is, it's as kind as a little doll next door." ”

"Dirt!" said a skinny monk in the crowd of the gang, yelling in a strange manner.

Xichen frowned, pursed his lips and said, "What does it mean that the dirt is dirty? We didn't pour muddy water on your black eggs! Could it be that you have ever wrapped the eggs in mud and pickled the eggs? Oh, how much muddy water does this egg on the shoulder of this black egg have to be wrapped in!"

Mo Li continued to interject: "The point is, I don't know how long it will take to marinate it thoroughly!"

"Insult my gang leader, mud dirt! Say it again, mud kills!" the thin monk shouted again, but his voice was sharper, so that there was a crackling sound.

The ghost egg clenched his fists, and the green tendons on his forehead bulged even higher.

"Smack!"

An old man stood up, flew the thin monk fan, and snorted angrily: "Stinky girl, slurred speech, still embarrassing here, if it weren't for your guts, the old man would have slapped you to death." ”

Then, the old man turned his head and shouted at Xichen Moli: "Two cheap cultivators, the old man knows that you can understand what the people of my gang say is 'you are enough', but you take advantage of this to provoke my ghost gang and insult my gang leader, if you don't give me a word for the ghost gang today, none of you want to leave this big bandit mountain." ”

In mid-air, the barefoot old ghost hid his figure, looked at the people below who were rubbing angrily, and grinned: "Hehe, Yan Lan, Yan Lan, these people may not be terrible, but what is terrible is the force behind them." But I'd like to see if you can light the fire again and put it out with your own hands. The forces behind it, tsk, seem to have some connections with you, and they will meet in a narrow way, or they will not be ...... soon" (to be continued......