Sure enough, it didn't take long for several rainbow lights to escape towards Ye An, and in the blink of an eye, four or five figures fell, and a look of doubt appeared on their faces, seeing that there was only one indifferent sixth-layer early stage monk here, they all shouted: "But what crazy words did your kid say?"

Ye An didn't talk nonsense with them, and the big destruction hand moved as he wished, and several aura palms appeared in the air without the slightest warning, and suddenly photographed, and several unknown monks fell into Ye An's hands like this.

Ye An still took out the urn, slapped his right hand, and suddenly a yellow light jumped out of the heads of several people, and they struggled and were sucked into the urn.

Ye An silently felt the sudden drop in the spiritual power in his body, looking at the endless rainbow light that seemed to be approaching in the distance, his brows furrowed slightly, and the essence light in his eyes flickered, as if a cold light was leaking out.

With his right hand, he slapped his waist, and suddenly all his spiritual weapons and Dao weapons were piled on the ground, Ye An looked at all the gains he had gained when he came to the New Domain Kingdom, sneered, quickly took a pill of the Spirit Returning Pill, and disappeared in place.

In an instant, more than a dozen figures fell, and Wang Qi of the Heavy Rain Sect was among them.

He looked at everything on the ground greedily, but he didn't dare to act rashly, because according to the news that came from the sect just now, these spiritual weapons and dao weapons were all thrown away by Ye An, but he didn't know where he had disappeared.

More than a dozen monks were all looking at the spiritual weapons in one place with fiery eyes, but they had the same concerns, and no one stepped forward for a while, and the atmosphere seemed a little weird.

But soon, this short silence was broken, and a few more rainbow lights fell, although they were all infected by the strange scene in front of them and no one collected the spirit weapon, but there was still a reckless man who snorted heavily, and with a loud shout, the spirit weapon flew into his storage bag with a flash of spiritual light.

Seeing that the reckless man was safe and sound, everyone felt remorse in their hearts for a while, and even some monks thought in their hearts that the treasure here was deliberately placed here by Ye An, so as to attract the monks to gather again, so that they could find Mu Qingzi without the slightest hindrance.

But no one had the heart to think about it in the depths, and the treasures of the mountains were taken away in front of them, and everyone was red-eyed, and they all sacrificed their spiritual weapons and blasted towards the reckless man.

At this time, the reckless man was still immersed in the joy of a windfall from the sky, and he couldn't prevent it from panicking, but it was too late, and the combined force of dozens of monks of the same level, where could he stop it?

Seeing that the reckless big man was dead, and his storage bag had become a nobody's thing, dozens of spiritual powers turned into big hands and grabbed the storage bag at the same time, and glanced at each other, they were not friends, and wealth was in front of them, so a big melee began.

And at this moment, there are monks who are constantly coming, seeing the red-eyed monks fighting in the field, all of them do not know why, this place has obviously become a muddy water, or it is not good to go.

But at this moment, a spiritual light flew from nowhere, landed in front of these monks, and after being easily dissolved by them, a cold voice came: "The treasure that belongs to me, no one wants to take it away, get out!"

The monks who just arrived were all rising stars of their respective sects, and they had been scolded like this by monks of the same rank, and their faces turned red and they sacrificed spiritual weapons and killed them together.

In this way, in less than half an hour, hundreds of monks had gathered in the field to catch and fight, and as for the original treasure, the person who remembered it was probably already dead!

Ye An appeared from time to time on the side, and from time to time he made a move to provoke again, calculating the time, and when he felt that everything was about the same, he suddenly jumped up, stepped on the Cold Yin Spirit Sword and stood high in the air, and shouted coldly, and the big broken hand suddenly appeared, and took the lives of several monks in an instant.

All the monks in the field heard the prestige, and Wang Qi exclaimed, "Ye An! Master Ancestor has already passed on your appearance and aura to me, I recognize you!"

Ye An's face was cold, his ruthlessness was revealed, a cold light flashed in his eyes, and he whispered in his mouth: "Get up!"

Suddenly, the world changed color, Ye An seemed to have countless black dragons around him, everyone's faces changed greatly, and they subconsciously wanted to leave here, but they found that the surroundings had been shrouded by an invisible force, and no one could enter or exit, Wang Qi said in a trembling voice: "What kind of formation is this?"

The cold light in Ye An's eyes became heavier and heavier, his hands kept changing, his face was also a little pale, revealing a trace of a cold smile, and his voice seemed to come from the extremely cold ground, and said: "If you want to take Ye someone's life, you must be prepared to be removed from the cultivation realm at any time!"

With that, he closed his eyes, shook his right hand and pointed to the center of the crowd, and countless black dragons suddenly swooped down from mid-air, tearing apart a trace of blood.

This killing array is called the Dragon Killing Array, and it is the most lethal formation in "A Thousand Arrays", but this array has quite high requirements for the spiritual power of the monks, and it can only be barely controlled in the early stage of perception, and it can only be barely controlled at this moment, and it is also because the quality and quantity of the spiritual power in Ye An's body are very different from ordinary monks.

The monks had their own masters and darers, their faces were fearless, and they began to resist with their aura, but Ye An painstakingly used all his net worth as bait, and the time he bought to arrange the formation was not so simple, but in a few breaths, several monks died tragically.

Wang Qi was clever, and the secret path was invincible, and he roared: "Join forces to break the formation!"

The rest of the monks had just woken up from a dream, and they were shocked to realize that their spiritual power had been cultivated and began to struggle to support themselves.

The spiritual power in Ye An's two dantians frantically replenished itself, and there were more and more black dragons in the big array, as if there was a dragon roaring like a substance, and the balance between the monk and the dragon killing array was also pouring little by little.

Gradually, most of the monks began to retreat, and under the distraction, they were devoured by the black dragon, and the screams resounded here!

The power of resistance gradually weakened, Ye An's eyes became more and more murderous, and the big destruction hand under the pinch of his left hand slammed down, and the monks who could still support it now showed a horror that they had never seen before, and they scattered in all directions and prepared to flee.

But these escaped monks often failed to go far, and there would be a Dao weapon spirit sword emitting a cold aura in a flash, and the head floated, and the blood spurted a few feet away, and the dead could not die anymore.

Seeing that more and more monks died in the field, there were hundreds of corpses after a while, and the remaining monks were only struggling to support themselves by the treasures given by the sect before leaving.

Suddenly, the Cold Yin Spirit Sword and the Great Destruction Hand came out together, and there was no longer a living monk here.

Ye An also reached the time when the oil ran out at this time, so he reluctantly took out the urn again, and with a gentle pat, countless yellow points of light were all submerged into the urn.

At this moment, on the periphery of the hunting ground, a Ning Dan monk's face was heavy, and his eyes were full of murderous intent, and his divine sense was staring at Ye An tightly.