The sudden change made everyone stunned, and they looked at the pale young man blankly, with a look of doubt in their eyes.

Mi Xinrou was also taken aback by the sudden attack of the Lingqing Palace Elder, and when she saw that the cloak on Fang Yan's head had disappeared without a trace, her heart jumped, and she glanced around without a trace, and shook her head helplessly.

As she expected, it was only a few moments before someone recognized him.

"Tongues! He is a tongue! ”

Suddenly, a terrifying voice sounded in the crowd, as if they had been frightened by something.

"What? Dialect? ”

"Tongues? The dialect that escaped from Qingyunfeng's hands? The dialect that made it into the Valley of Death? ”

"How is that possible? Aren't the tongues dead in the valley of death? How could he possibly be here? ”

Hearing this familiar and unfamiliar name, everyone gasped fiercely, with a look of shock that could not be concealed, staring at the face that seemed to be somewhat familiar in disbelief, and their eyes were full of horror.

Dialect, the name that once made countless people's hearts pound, the name that countless people have been searching for months or even years, has reappeared in front of their eyes.

He's still alive? How is he still alive? How dare you still be here? Is there any mysterious force behind him? One doubt after another kept popping up in everyone's minds. The entire valley fell into an eerie silence, and everyone stared at him in such amazement that they forgot to breathe.

Next to that passage, Han Aya'er froze, her eyes wide open, looking at Fang Yan with a shocked expression, her eyes full of disbelief. She never thought that this person would be him. Thinking of what was happening inside the ruins, her gaze instantly became complicated.

Even the rugged young man was stunned, and his face was also full of shock. But soon, he shook his head with a wry smile, and a self-deprecating look appeared on the corner of his mouth. He didn't expect that the dialect that he admired so much would actually confront him so many times in this way, and each time, it was he who had the upper hand with an absolute advantage.

For some reason, thinking that he was defeated in the hands of Fang Yan, his feeling of loss was inexplicably better, and he seemed to feel that it was easier to accept defeat in his hands than in the hands of others, even if his original strength was a level higher than his. You know, even the Death Valley, which makes the world frightened, can't help him, is he even more dangerous than the Death Valley?

Seeing that familiar face reappear in front of his eyes, Luo Ziyi's lips were tightly bitten, and his breathing became inexplicably short. But only a moment later, there was a faint sadness in her heart. Because she suddenly found that this face was a little strange to her.

Among the thousands of people, the most surprising were probably the three elders of the three major forces. The moment the cloak on Fang Yan's head disappeared, the moment they saw his face, the pupils of the three of them suddenly dilated, and a strange look appeared on their faces.

The name of the dialect is naturally familiar to them. In order to find him, in order to get the elixir on his body, some elders of the three major forces who had not met for a long time even went out, including the three people in front of them. The three of them had really spent a lot of effort trying to find the dialect at the beginning, so they couldn't be more familiar with this face.

Elder Qingyunfeng suddenly burst out laughing, his mouth was bitter, and he didn't know if he suddenly felt that what he said earlier was a little funny. Fang Yan had been given up by Qingyunfeng before, and he actually opened his mouth just now to let him go back. No wonder the other party has been unmoved before.

"Dialect ......" Elder Yunxiaomen also sighed, "I didn't expect me to be able to see you here, you really surprised me, I'm really a little curious, how did you get out of the Valley of Death." ”

Fang Yan turned a deaf ear, looked at the three of them expressionlessly, and did not mean to speak.

The elder of Lingqing Palace stared at Fang Yan for a long time before putting away the look of surprise on his face, and then said with a gloomy face: "Boy, I admire you very much, you actually dare to come back." Now that you're back, we should settle the account between us. ”

Fang Yan still didn't speak, but the corners of his mouth showed a hint of sarcasm.

The elder of Lingqing Palace sneered and said to the two beside him: "Both, since you both know him, then you should remember that he is from my Lingqing Palace, right?" ”

"When did he become a member of your Lingqing Palace?" Elder Qingyun Feng sneered, "How come I've never heard of it. ”

"The surname is Qin, you don't remember what happened at the beginning, right? He was given to us by your Qingyun Peak himself. ”

"So what?" Elder Qingyunfeng said sarcastically, "So you can say that you are a person from your Lingqing Palace?" Do you think we'll let it go when you say that? If I'm not mistaken, after he left Qingyun Peak, he hasn't had time to join your Lingqing Palace, right? ”

The Lingqing Palace Elder's face sank, and he was about to say something more when a beautiful voice suddenly came from the side.

"I'm curious to know, what exactly did you get out of it?" Mi Xinrou walked over slowly, stopped when she was still more than ten zhang away from the dialect, and looked at him with a smile.

The faces of the three elders changed at the same time, but they were not in a hurry to say anything, and no one wanted to offend the Mi family at this time. At the moment, the strongest is the Mi family.

Fang Yan glanced at Mi Xinrou, and after a moment of silence, his mind moved, and a visible vitality flashed out of his body, and in the blink of an eye, it turned into a long sword with a chill and appeared in his hand. Anyway, it is impossible to hide this matter, if he wants to live, if he wants to keep his age, he must let them see it, so they don't dare to do it.

"Ice Sword!"

The elder of the Lingqing Palace was taken aback, and the expression on his face became extremely exciting, and those doubts from before disappeared at this moment.

Elder Qingyunfeng and Elder Yunxiaomen also became parched the moment they saw this divine weapon, and their eyes were staring at it tightly, unable to move away from it.

"Ice Sword? Wang Zhice's Ice Sword? Mi Xinrou couldn't help but gasp, and called out the name of this divine weapon in an instant.

Behind her, the two old men who had never had any expression on their faces also changed drastically after seeing this divine weapon, and their faces were full of shock.

I am afraid that the only thing that can shock an existence like them is this divine weapon.

In the distance, some elders of other forces also gasped violently, their eyes showed horror, and they looked at the pale young man in disbelief.