A person with the strength of the late stage of the soul return realm died inexplicably like this? And in this miserable way.

Fang Yan's pupils shrank suddenly, and a lingering look of jealousy appeared on his face under the cloak. His eyes unconsciously moved to the motionless figure in the sky, and he suddenly felt a little dry mouth. He had no doubt that if that blow fell on him, he would probably end up like this.

Similar to his expression was the rugged young man below, his face was not much better at this time, and his already pale face looked a little sickly. This man in a green shirt was a disciple of his Yunxiao Sect.

"Give you half a breath to get out of the confines of this valley."

A faint voice suddenly sounded in mid-air, although the sound was not loud, but it could clearly reach everyone's ears.

Hearing this, where did the dozen or so people who had just arrived dare to stay in place even for a moment? As soon as his body moved, he ran desperately, and only stopped after running nearly a hundred zhang to make sure that his location was no longer above the valley, and looked at the middle-aged Confucian with palpitations.

"You have two hours, and after two hours, if no one submits it, you have missed the opportunity." A faint voice sounded again, and the words were clearly addressed to the people in the valley. "For these two hours, only those who have come out of the ancient tomb are qualified to appear in the confines of this valley. But you also have only two hours, and after two hours, everyone will be able to enter the valley. If, after ten hours, no one surrenders it, then all who see it will be ...... Die. ”

A gasping sound sounded in this space, and those who had seen the power of this divine weapon showed an extremely frightened look in their eyes. If they don't accept it, they will die, so do they still have a chance to live?

Even the faces of the disciples of the three major forces who came from behind couldn't see where they went, they weren't stupid people, since this old-timer would say such words, that divine weapon was naturally not so easy to get.

Only 12 hours? Twelve hours later, if you don't get this artifact, everyone will die?

Everyone swallowed nervously, but found that the mouth had become extremely dry at some point.

Fang Yan's heart also sank violently, and his breathing became unconsciously short. stared straight at the divine weapon, as if he was calculating how much chance he had of survival.

No one dared to have the idea of escaping at this time, and everyone knew that if someone dared to flee under his nose, the final outcome would not be much better than the previous man in green shirts.

"An hour has passed, and you still have an hour to go." A faint voice sounded again.

The tongues knew that he had spoken to them with these words.

"An hour?" He muttered, then took a deep breath, adjusted his mood, took out the Ring Ancient Treasure, and carefully flew towards the Divine Soldier.

"Huh!"

At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on him. His expressions were all nervous, for fear that he would take this divine weapon into his pocket.

Of course, there were also many people who looked surprised when their eyes fell on the energy shield on him.

When he was still half a foot away from the divine soldier, Fang Yan stopped, and after a long moment, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then, with his palm stretched out like lightning, he grasped the hilt of his sword.

"Whew!"

The sword body trembled slightly, and a fierce attack was issued, directly in front of the dialect.

Fang Yan ignored it, his body twisted slightly, and his palm grabbed towards the hilt of the sword.

Seeing that the hilt of the sword was about to be grasped by him, the figure of the divine soldier shook slightly, and he quickly retreated a few feet.

Fang Yan's palm missed, and at the same time, the blow from the previous divine soldier also reached his body, hitting the energy shield in front of him hard.

"Smack!"

A crisp sound rang out in the valley, and the energy shield that shrouded him cracked in response, and the attack carrying the furious energy landed on his chest with lightning speed.

The face under the cloak suddenly twisted, and before he could do anything, his body had fallen uncontrollably and rapidly, and then slammed into the stone wall behind him.

"Ahem!"

A muffled sound came out of his throat unconsciously, and after staggering down half a foot, it meant that he stabilized his figure. I don't know if this attack was not as powerful as before, or because the energy shield on his body blocked most of the attacks.

Dozens of zhang away from him, the divine soldier also stopped, no longer attacking the energy sent out by the Flame Leopard King to suppress him. Just standing motionless in mid-air, with a posture of wanting to go around with the humans in front of him.

In the distance, more than a dozen people jumped out of the corners of their eyes after seeing the embarrassed appearance of the dialect, and then breathed a sigh of relief, but soon, their brows furrowed again.

The cloaked boy was naturally glad that he couldn't take this divine weapon, but judging from the power that this divine weapon had just displayed, they thought to themselves that it was impossible for them to withstand such an attack. If such a blow falls on you, it will end up in serious injury.

Fang Yan took out an elixir and took it, then stayed in mid-air for a moment, and only after sensing that the injuries in his body had fully recovered before slowly moving towards the divine soldier.

"Whew!"

At this moment, a figure rushed up from below, and soon appeared in front of Fang Yan.

Fang Yan paused, looked at Ziling with a wry smile and asked, "What are you doing here?" ”

"Don't worry, I'm not here to snatch it from you." Ziling glanced at him angrily and said, "I'm here to help you." ”

"You think I'm going to worry about you robbing me?" Fang Yan also said angrily: "With the power of this divine weapon, even if the two of us join forces, it will be difficult to surrender." If you really want to take it into your pocket, I'm afraid you will suffer a lot. ”

"There are two people who are better than you." Ziling pursed her lips and said impatiently, "Are you still going?" If you don't go, I'll go by myself. ”

Fang Yan didn't answer, but asked, "Are you healed?" ”

"Almost."

"You have to think clearly, if you suffer any more weight, there is no panacea for you to take."

"Oops, you're so annoying." Ziling didn't seem to be able to stand his nagging, and as soon as his body moved, he flew towards the divine soldier in the distance.

Fang Yan was speechless, and he didn't dare to delay, so he followed closely.

He has the existence of a spirit of vitality in his body, and he is not afraid of any injuries, but this girl is different. Although this girl's body is surprisingly strong, this divine soldier is not an ordinary thing, and if she is hit down, no matter how strong she is, I am afraid that she will be seriously injured.