Although Wang Yan's name is not clear, his appearance has been recorded in it with the Spirit Hidden Stone that day.

It should be clear that the Lingyin Stone is a high-quality and inexpensive recording item, which can perfectly reproduce the scene of the picture, and the only drawback is that all the reproduced pictures are silent images.

These images cannot be translated into sound.

A thunderbolt surged, and Wang Yan jumped straight out of the torrent of thunder and lightning, leaving the Thunder Ember Plains and returning to the land of Hanhu.

own body......

What's going on?

No matter what happened here, it should be very beneficial to Wang Yan.

He was basically immune to thunder and lightning, and the golden thunder that fell from the sky like the thickness of a bucket slammed on Wang Yan's body, and he was still unscathed.

"In this Han Lake, I should be able to crisscross at will."

Wang Yan secretly thought in his heart, more or less confident.

He looked around and found that there were still more than a thousand people in Hanhu, most of them were family insiders, and basically all of them stayed here, waiting for their family members to come out.

Not only that, the sensitive Wang Yan guessed that they might have received the message that he had left Chaotianmen, and were preparing to arrest Wang Yan with the outside world.

In fact, Wang Yan's guess did not deviate much.

Wang Yan didn't dare to stay long, and was just about to get up, when a loud noise from behind made him look back in shock.

The Ember Plains, the island of the Inner Lake, is sinking fast!

"This ......"

First the Chaotianmen collapsed, and then the Thunder Ember Plain also collapsed and sank, if he left Hanhu Lake in the next step, would something happen to Hanhu?

Wang Yan was taken aback by this sudden idea and didn't dare to think about it anymore.

Wang Yan shuddered, didn't say much nonsense, stepped on the jump, and quickly left this place......

At the same time, countless spirit beings were still watching the gap on the periphery of the Thunder Ember Plain, waiting for an opportunity to act, waiting for Wang Yan to appear.

As a result, the next scene made them unbelievable.

This is a good thing, the small island that belongs to the title of the Thunder Ember Plains suddenly sank, along with the unimaginable thunder and lightning of ten thousand feet, and sank with the sinking of the island.

In the crowd, naturally no one is happy and some are sad.

"What's going on? What about Kyoyuki! How did he not come out! ”

In the crowd, an old man came out, who was actually a powerhouse of the fifth order of the Spirit, but at this moment, his body trembled terribly.

His son did not leave the Thunder Ember Plains!

"My son, Kyoyuki!"

The old man suddenly left tears in his eyes, threw down his crutches, and half-knelt on the ground and wept sadly.

The main reason is that there are quite a few such people, and most of them have miserable faces, as if they can't accept the fact that they haven't left the Thunder Ember Plains.

"Isn't that Wang Yan! What do you think? ”

"I don't know, that kid is definitely weird, Chaotianmen collapsed because of his entry, could it be that he has already left the Thunder Ember Plain, which led to the collapse of the Thunder Ember Plain?"

I have to say, that brother is completely truthful.

Unfortunately, no one wants to believe this.

"Clean fucking fart! There is only this thunder bridge at the entrance and exit to the Thunder Ember Plain, so what strength does Wang Yan have? If he doesn't go from this thunder bridge, then where can he go. ”

They scoffed at this "funny" explanation.

After being angry with too many people, that person didn't dare to squeak.

"Wow, ahhhh

A remote place in the Thunder Ember Plain, at the entrance and exit of the Thunder Bridge of Hanhu Lake.

There was a man sleeping in the doorway.

Suddenly, a dark shadow passed by.

Not!

The man's eyes widened, and before he could see who was coming, the collar of his neck was lifted by a hand.

He was like the poor bird in the cage, the withered fish at the bottom of the kettle, dragged out thirty meters by the black shadow......