Yan Zhen's eyes are flat, and in the face of the Demon King, he can regard him as a person who sells his head, not to mention these people who have been cultivated by him. Seeing Yan Yuting's confident appearance, he didn't know where this girl got her courage.

"Sometimes conformity comes at a cost. Yan Ji flashed to the center of the crowd, and a circle of sword talismans surrounded his body, guarding his body.

The outermost sword talisman shone brightly, emitting a foul-smelling poisonous gas. If Yan Zhen used poison, he was afraid that this group of people would die miserably, so he replaced the poisonous gas with a stinky poison that could make the monk lose his mana in a short time.

Sure enough, someone was recruited, it was the three juniors of Anhai Wangfu who had just stepped into the Yuan Shen Realm, and Yan Zhen had only seen two of them, Yan Lin, Yan Xing, and Yan Jue.

"Smack!"

Yan Lin was slapped by Yan Zhen, and her cloak fell into the canyon on the floating island in the distance. Yan Xing and Yan Jue were also quite miserable, and they were trampled into the soil by Yan Zhen's two feet and were directly seriously injured.

"Daddy, you're a bit too much, aren't you?" Yan Yuting suddenly changed color, and she didn't have to seriously injure people in training!

"Excessive? You ask these uncles and aunts of yours who have fought with the demons, have I gone too far?" Yan Zhen looked at everyone and said, "If anyone thinks that this is here to play a game, they can leave as soon as possible, and there is no one to joke with you on the battlefield." ”

Yan Yuting snorted lightly, opened the Immortal Dao Realm, and took Yan Zhen in. Among the monks here, she is the one whose strength is closest to Yan Zhen.

"Girl, there is a big gap between you and me, and Daddy will not show mercy this time. Keep struggling, and you'll only get beaten all over your body. Yan Zhen took out the ring ruler and taught his daughter a lesson, he naturally wouldn't shoot with a real gun, but he wouldn't open up to her.

Yan Yuting held a flying sword in her hand, and what she cultivated was the avenue that Yan Zhen personally passed on to her, among which she also changed and became a technique suitable for her own cultivation, but the power also changed a lot.

Yan Zhen leaped forward and attacked Yan Yuting.

When he was poisoned by the sun fire in his body, he was desperate to observe all the veins in the world, and finally delved into an artificial Dao fruit, and built his whole body into a super weapon with a defensive power close to the invincible golden body.

The combat power of a clone is much stronger than that of ordinary golden immortals, it can be said that it is difficult to meet opponents under golden immortals, and monks like Yan Yuting, who have walked out of the avenue but have not yet stepped into the Dao fetal realm, cannot be his opponent at all.

The sword talisman in Yan Yuting's hand fell two feet in front of Yan Zhen's body, and was blocked by the golden body Dao light, and Yan Zhen casually threw out three or five sword qi, easily piercing her delicate body.

A hazy golden light also appeared on Yan Yuting's body, but it was far worse than Yan Zhen's dazzling body protection divine light, and before she could completely use the power of divine light, Yan Zhen's soles kicked in front of her chest.

"Boom!"

A brilliant meteor flame was thrown into the mountains below, and the mountains trembled violently, like the body of an evil dragon winding and circling, and the space was shattered, and countless spatial cracks were densely packed, making the area look like a shattered mirror.

There was a loud roar below, and layers of energy ripples spread out, dusty and firelight.

Yan Yuting rushed out of the firelight with a disgraced face, her long hair tied behind her back covered her ragged delicate body, and she looked at Yan Scars with resentment, and her eyes were gradually bloodshot.

"Daddy, you've annoyed me!" Yan Yuting's plump chest saw her natal flying sword, and with a wave of her fingers, a sky-opening sword light slashed towards Yan Trace.

At the same time, Yan Qing also swung his sword, and after the Baili Sword cut off a small floating island, he went straight to Yan Zhen.

Yan Scar stood in place, and a dazzling blurred golden figure appeared behind him. That figure seemed to stand up to the sky, and his body shook suddenly, the wind and clouds between heaven and earth changed, and the violent wind swept in all directions with him as the center, resisting the sword light.

Countless sword talismans appeared around Yan Yuting's body, covering the sky, and the sharp sword qi emanated, like raging waves and a monstrous tsunami. The sword light was immense, forming a huge flying sword in the air.

"Since you want to be beaten, then you're welcome. "Yan Zhen turned into sword light, like a meteor obscured by clouds, appearing all over the floating island.

Suddenly, there was a sound of slapping between heaven and earth, and those who stayed in place to watch were all attacked by him, falling into the floating island below like dumplings.

Yan Yuting, who was searching for Yan Marks with the Yuan Shen, tightened her hairs, clenched her fists and turned around to face Yan Marks a few times, and was knocked away by him again, letting out a muffled snort, and blood flowed down the corners of her mouth.

"Don't run away yet?" The corners of Yan Zhen's mouth turned up slightly, she knew that Dawa was a woman who never admitted defeat, not only had a high cultivation talent, but also had a strong sense of competitiveness, "Knowing that there are tigers in the mountains, I prefer to go to the tiger mountains, this is not bravery, but ignorance." ”

"I'm the one who fights tigers!" Yan Yuting said angrily.

"Whoever is still fighting the tiger, let's go up together! I'll let you feel the taste of fear. Yan Zhen waved his sleeves and divided dozens of incarnations and stood around him.

Chi Chong, who has always been war-loving, strode forward, holding a spear, staring at the swallow marks.

Zhang Xuanshui and Qin Xuanying also walked out, their two children have grown up, and they plan to take this opportunity to improve their strength.

Wen Zhiyao laid a net in the other direction, he was trapped at the peak of the Jindan Realm for a hundred years, and then Yan Yuting couldn't stand it, so he found a reason to clean him up in three days, but after he broke through the Yuanshen Realm, he advanced by leaps and bounds, and his strength was only stronger than Shanmuxue.

Yan flew lightly, among the monks here, except for Yan Zhen and Yan Yuting, she has the highest realm, and her realm also has a high gold content.

Yan Zhen looked around and waved his hand to the group of avatars around him, and dozens of avatars rushed up to surround them.

The chaos began, and Yan Zhen stood in place and waited, he just wanted to force them out to their limits.

The scattered monks watched the situation, and some of them were seriously injured by the kick of the swallow mark. As soon as they climbed out of the ravine, they saw so many swallow marks beating people, and they only felt panicked, and even five or six of them had already retreated.

Where is this for cultivation, purely for the sake of being beaten!

Yan Zhen didn't pay attention to them anymore, if you want to succeed, you have to pay, and if you don't put in the effort, you want to be a general, and that kind of thing will only happen in a dream. The Ascension Immortal Alliance is a chance for everyone to realize their dreams, but it is not a chance to dream.

"Ahh

The first to lose were Zhang Xuanshui and Qin Xuanying, but after the defeat, they didn't say anything, they just watched from the sidelines, being beaten is also a process of improvement, when everyone has not yet become immortals, are they beaten less?