"What??" The faces of the Corpse Emperor Clan's faces changed drastically, and Tang Yan grabbed the soul of Hanchen?

The drought soldiers were indifferent as usual, and did not show too much emotion, but they were secretly alarmed in their hearts, how could it be?

"Do you think you are very clever? Do you think you can kill me by borrowing Xiahou Cha's body? Do you think that the origin of Hanchen's life is very secret? Don't take everyone in the world for a fool!" Tang Yan slowly clenched his right hand, didn't give the drought soldiers a chance to investigate, and directly opened his mouth to swallow this green fire......

"Brothers, spread out, we have chartered this city lord's mansion today!" Du Yang raised his hands and shouted, and everyone dispersed at full speed, falling into different directions, and surrounded the dilapidated city lord's mansion tightly.

Xu Yan, Ren Tianburi, and Hell Judge lined up behind Tang Yan in turn, tightly locking the drought soldiers.

Today's battle should come to an end!

"Save it! Do you think your trick can deceive me?" The drought soldier snorted coldly, his heart was firm and steady, and he was not alarmed, and he also signaled to the clansmen, encouraged the clansmen, and eliminated the morale of the clansmen: "The soul of the young master has returned, the operation is over, let's go, and kill back to the abyss!"

Are you really back?!The clansmen of the Corpse Royal Family are secretly worried.

"The operation is over, kill back to the abyss!" the drought soldier said again, and if the sword was unsheathed, it was deafening.

"Obey!!" the crowd shouted in response.

Out of the noble superiority of the Golden Ancient Clan, and out of their blind support for the Supreme Imperial Guard, and their firm trust in Hanchen, they chose to believe.

Everyone signaled to each other, and the momentum quickly regained and they were ready to break through.

"Are you sure your prince is back? Tang Yan clenched his fists, accumulating killing intent, this person is not easy to deal with.

Although there are the four great saints on their side, who can feel the strength of the drought soldiers, if the drought soldiers blindly want to flee regardless of it, they really may not be able to stop them.

It is easy to defeat a person, but it is difficult to kill a person, especially in the Holy Realm.

The key is that Tang Yan himself is seriously injured and can't go all out.

"Will be back. The drought soldiers picked up the drought, still steady and calm, like a sharp sword, from the inside out, from the outside to the inside, all exuding hardness.

Tang Yan was observing him, and he was also observing Tang Yan.

Tang Yan's appearance is very good, but he can't escape his eyes that have seen tens of thousands of years of vicissitudes, and it can basically be concluded that what Tang Yan just swallowed is not the soul pill of Hanchen, and Tang Yan does not have the soul pill of Hanchen in his hand, otherwise Tang Yan would not be the current one.

In short, Hanchen's Soul Pill is lurking in other places, safe.

As long as he leaves the ancient city of Lei on with Hanchen's 'flesh' body and kills back to the abyss, Hanchen's soul pill will naturally appear.

Tang Yan was secretly surprised, this person is not only difficult to deal with, but also not simple!

Didn't you say that the 10,000-year-old corpse heads of the corpse royal family were not easy to use?

It's right to think about it, I'm afraid it will take thirty or fifty thousand years for the drought soldiers to be promoted to the holy realm, and the 'flesh' body and spiritual wisdom have been almost tempered, and it has its peculiarities, far more than other 10,000-year-old ancient corpses, otherwise they would not have guarded the Corpse Emperor, let alone been assigned to guard the Drought Chen.

"Do you get out of the way, or do I kill you?"

The Drought Soldier shrugged his shoulders slowly, picked up the 'flesh' body of the Drought with his left hand, and stepped down the altar.

"Click!"

One step on the ground, the City Lord's Mansion trembled slightly.

It was like a hammer impact, 'stirring' a violent impact, and countless cracks broke out on the ground, extending densely in all directions.

The drought soldiers strode forward, brave and tenacious, and their aura was very vast and powerful, like a huge 'tide' rushing across the field, bringing heavy oppression to everyone.

"You really can't leave today!" Tang Yan smiled slightly, and stopped steadily in front of the drought soldiers. The soles of the feet twisted on the ground, continuously impacting the power of the Heavenly Fire, reinforcing the Heavenly Fire Network, and isolating the space of the City Lord's Mansion.

"The bloodline of the two emperors, hehe, a once-in-a-lifetime genius, you are indeed a little extraordinary, let me come to understand and understand today?"

is obviously a person, but it seems that thousands of troops have come and walked out of a battlefield to kill.

This is the 'potential', the heritage and imprint accumulated by a warrior.

He is really not afraid of the scene in front of him, just a few children, even if the bloodline is strong, what is the strength of the strength? The strength of the strength depends on the 'years', 'experience', 'courage', 'blood', 'martial arts', 'flesh' and 'body', and so on, there are too many factors.

"It's an honor!please!" Tang Yan raised his hand to invite the battle, the imperial vein was 'excited', and the holy power was 'excited'.

Xu Yan, Ren Tianburi, and the judge, each 'stirred' up their own aura, may not be as condensed and majestic as the drought soldiers, but they are also as heavy as mountains and as solid as a rock.

They are fearless and fearless, steady on the spot, and their eyes are not only fiery but firm.

The confrontation of the holy power and the collision of the aura made the space of the City Lord's Mansion tremble slightly, and made the rest of the demi-saints bear heavy oppression.

A hundred meters underground, Han Chen was almost crazy, and his sense of the 'flesh' body and soul was rapidly disappearing, almost completely severed: "Damn! Damn! What the hell are the drought soldiers doing?! Do you want to kill me?!"

The black spots tremble, highlighting the 'excited' emotion of the drought.

Yue Yue 'wants' to try, and he wants to break through the sky fire network with all his might, but with the current weak state of the black spot, I am afraid that he will not be able to break the fire net!

"I obviously killed Xiahou Cha, shouldn't Tang Yan be suffering there? He came so soon? How can he be faster than me!" Han Chen was angry and 'lust' crazy, he didn't believe in heaven or fate, but today he had to suspect that God was 'tricking'.

He admitted that today's battle plan was flawed, a little inadequate, and a little risky, but how could there be a perfect action in the world, and what battle would not be full of adventure?

Flawed actions do not mean flawed! He believes that there will be 'twists' and turns in the process, but he is even more convinced that the result will definitely be a success.

Why is it in the current situation?

"Why!!I'm unwilling!!I'm Hanchen!!I'm the Martial Emperor of Heaven!!" Hanchen roared irritablely, and shouted unwillingly. If you lose Xiahou Cha's temporary body, do you want to lose your 'flesh' body?

If that's the case, you'll be completely ruined!

He is very unwilling!!He is very unwilling!!

He kept shouting, hoping to get Hanchen's attention. However, he was just a soul pill, stored in the black spots, and could not make any sound, only faint soul power 'waves'.

"Drought Soldier!!Drought Soldier!!!" Drought Chen shouted, angry, and almost mad.

At this time, the dry soldiers on the ground suddenly stopped and snorted coldly: "Tang Yan, do you still want to pretend?"

"What?" Tang Yan confronted each other coldly, not retreating or evading.

"Your so-called trickery, your so-called pride, is nothing but a joke to me. The war I have experienced in Hanchen is a hundredfold and a thousand times that of you! For me, you are still a little tender. ”

"What about tenderness? Who said that all those who die in war are tender?"

The drought soldier slowly put down the drought and helped him to stand on the ground: "What I want to say is, my Royal Highness, you're back!"

"Oh?" Tang Yan squinted slightly.

Everyone paid attention.

The dry and thin Hanchen leaned weakly on the drought soldiers, and he couldn't tell whether he was dead or alive when he was dying, but as everyone observed, his right hand moved very slightly, and then his right hand shook slightly.

These movements are faint and even unnatural, but they cannot escape the eyes of everyone.

The drought soldier secretly relieved his heart, His Royal Highness actually returned! It seems that he had sneaked back quietly before he noticed the end of the battlefield! The appearance of the prince of the drought was much better than he expected, so that he could let go of the attack, fight his way out, and return safely with him.

"Is it that Ku Po succeeded?, or has the mysterious origin of Hanchen actually returned a long time ago?" Tang Yan secretly looked forward to it, and was also on guard.

Rakshasa added his own blood-red 'color' lips, and his dark eyes glowed with a strange 'essence'. Among the ghosts of hell, Ku Po was born in the later period, but with the acceleration of the pace of war, it seems to play a greater and greater role, and the relationship with the underworld is getting closer and closer.

If she really gets the credit she has today, I am afraid that she will be treated even higher, and become a very important being in hell and even around the underworld, and vigorously cultivate.

Isn't it time for you to do something about it?!

Is it better to show the strength of your own clan, or is it an alliance with Kuva?

Not only did Rakshasa secretly think about it, but the rest of the ghost masters also shook their eyes slightly. They have all been born with spiritual wisdom, have mature and complete consciousness, everyone is eager for better and stronger growth, everyone is eager to grow their race faster and better, and everyone hopes to become the 'sword' in the hands of the Lord of the Underworld.

Now that Hell is in a booming period, it is also a good time for them to compete and express themselves.

If Ku Po succeeds today, they will have to work harder in the future.

"Hmm......" There was a slight moan between his snorts, and his weak body showed subtle movement again, as if his consciousness was still drowsy, and he had not fully awakened.

"Your Highness, welcome back!!" the drought soldiers held Han Chen steadily.

"Congratulations on Your Highness's return!" the rest of the corpse royal family bowed their heads and saluted, this moment was not worth celebrating, but it was worth celebrating.

Hanchen's body moved unnaturally for a while, from the slight shaking to the efforts of trying, it took a long time to gradually wake up, and with a little cushioning, he held the shoulder of the drought soldier and shook himself to his feet.

When Han Chen and Tang Yan's eyes 'interacted', Tang Yan's heart couldn't help but shrink suddenly.

That look was by no means a dry day, nor was it a purple 'color', but a strange green glow, which flashed away, but could not escape his observation.

"Prince Hanchen, welcome back. Tang Yan smiled lukewarmly, and clenched his fists: "You just left in a hurry, and now you have to do it again?!"