"Hmm. This Sand Demon Heaven actually took action in person!Yes, Fengyue Zimu Sword, it's a pity ......"

At this time.

On the void a few miles away from Sha Motian and the others, the Spirit Emperor, Fan Changlong and a few others stepped on the void and hid above the void, and no one sensed their existence.

"Fellow Lingdao, what is the pity? Hmph, even if there are many treasures in this son, he can have a stalemate with Sand Demon Heaven at most, on par! Moreover, there are more than a dozen Jindan monks from the Wind Sand Gate and the Blood Demon Pavilion below, as well as a Yuanying monk, and there are more than a dozen Yuanying old monsters coming from behind, you should make a move later, otherwise it will be too late to ......"

Ding Mojing originally didn't want to come here to delay time, but thinking that the Spirit Emperor valued the young man below so much, he still couldn't resist his curiosity and came along, but at this time, he didn't forget to say something sarcastic.

"It's a pity that this Sand Demon Heaven is going to be unlucky! As for Ling's shot, it's not his turn yet!"

The Spirit Emperor had a comfortable face, as if watching a play, and shook the folding fan with a chuckle.

Hearing this, not only Ding Mojing frowned, but Fan Changlong and Lu Xiangyun were also shocked.

In their eyes, Zhang Yan's cultivation is only in the late stage of Jindan, they want to break their heads, how can the young man in front of them break the situation in the hands of more than a dozen Yuanying monks and Jindan monks, especially the Spirit Emperor still looks very determined.

But when their eyes fell back to the bottom, they were stunned by the scene in front of them.

Boom!

With a muffled sound, before Sand Devil Tian's Fengyue Zimu Sword fell, Sand Demon Tian's whole person was already slapped into the air by a big palm, and a mouthful of blood spurted out and scattered in the sky.

And the nine flying swords, as if they had been suppressed by a powerful force, were a few feet away from Zhang Yan, and they froze and did not move, as if they were all charged.

Click......

A crisp cracking sound sounded, and in just a few breaths, the Nine Flying Swords turned into inch by inch of scrap copper and fell to the ground.

"The quality of this flying sword is so poor, I can't even bear my strength!, however, it can also be seen that the strength generated by the Heavenly Dragon Battle Body Decisive is terrifying......"

Zhang Yan was also a little surprised, looked at the broken and fallen flying sword, shook his head lightly and muttered to himself.

It's just that the people around them are all frozen.

"How is this possible! They are all monks in the late stage of Jindan, how can there be such a big gap!"

Although I can't see Zhang Yan's specific cultivation, the approximate deviation will not be too big, but with just one palm, Sand Demon Tian has already been slapped away, what kind of strength is this.

Boom!

In the stunned eyes of everyone, Sand Demon Tian smashed to the ground from mid-air, and with a miserable scream, a few mouthfuls of blood spurted out again, but his dantian had already been shattered, and he was seriously injured, and it was difficult to get up.

"Your Excellency is really going to hide it!"

The old man who came with Sand Demon Heaven became solemn, and after investigating the situation of Sand Demon Heaven, his expression suddenly became gloomy, and he said: "Your Excellency is really in a hurry, you have abolished the young master's dantian, no one can save you!"

"Jin Lao, abolish him, and wait for Ben Shao to make him worse than dead!"

Sand Demon Tian's face was distorted, his expression was hideous, and he gritted his teeth and roared with great resentment: "You guys give me a good look, don't let this dog escape!"

The Wind Sand Mountain Monks and Blood Demon Pavilion Monks present were also solemn at this time, just now they could see that the Sand Demon Heaven was directly abolished by the other party under the carelessness of the Sand Devil, it can be seen that this person is extremely stinging, it is not as simple as they imagined.

"That's amazing!"

Xiaomei sat on the top of the boulder, looking at the scene in front of her, and was also stunned.

"This kid's strength is not comparable to ordinary Jindan monks!"

Above the void, Fan Changlong couldn't help but exclaim when he saw this scene.

"Hehe, there's a lot to come!"

The Spirit Emperor shook his head at this and said with a chuckle, but thinking of the breath he felt in the Seven Killing Towers at the beginning, he still couldn't help but show a faint jealousy.

......

"I'm angry, Zhang will go to Fengsha Mountain in the future!"

Regarding Jin Lao's threat, Zhang Yan didn't care at all, and said softly.

"Look for death!

Jin Lao looked at the appearance of the old god Zhang Yan, and suddenly became furious, and with a flip of his palm, a big seal of a small mountain fell from the sky in a blink of an eye, and fell directly towards Zhang Yan and Xiaomei.

"It's useless!"

Watching the Great Seal fall, Zhang Yan flipped his hand, and Morota rose into the sky, directly meeting the Great Seal.

Thundered......

The spiritual power flew and shattered, and the big seal was directly torn apart, turning into scrap iron and falling.

Boom!

At the same time, Zhang Yan took a step forward, and his palm fell from the sky, pressing straight towards Jin Laogai like thunder.

Jin Lao felt the momentum of the big palm falling from the sky, his face was already horrified, and when he wanted to fly back to avoid it, it was too late, he was directly slapped out by the big palm, and the whole person smashed into a boulder, like a spider web, cracks appeared on the boulder, and Jin Lao's body was not intact.

The Blood Demon Pavilion and the Wind Sand Mountain Cultivators present were completely stunned at this moment.

"How is this possible, impossible, you are obviously a Jindan monk......"

Jin Lao reluctantly raised his head and looked at Zhang Yan, his face full of impossible thoughts.

And the sand devil on the side was already frightened, and he couldn't imagine that Jin Lao was not his opponent.

"Could it be that he has a treasure to cover up his cultivation, originally an old monster in the late Yuan Infant period......"

Thinking of this, Sand Demon Tian became even more frightened, and immediately begged: "Before...... Senior, Sha has eyes and no beads, please spare my life, whatever you want, I can promise you, my father is the master of Fengsha Mountain, you can promise any treasure you want......"

"Your life isn't worth that much......"

Zhang Yan shook his head and said, for those who want him to die, he will definitely not let go, and then his eyes fell on the monks of Fengsha Mountain and the monks of the Blood Demon Pavilion.

"We are the monks of the Blood Demon Pavilion, we are entrusted by others, and I hope that our predecessors will open up the net!"

Feeling the chill in Zhang Yan's eyes, the monk led by the Blood Demon Pavilion secretly said badly, and hurriedly said respectfully.

"Since you're here, don't even think about leaving!"

Zhang Yan flipped his hand and took out the ghost spirit bead, shook his head, and said coldly.

"Run!"

Seeing this, the monks of the Wind Sand Mountain and the Blood Demon Pavilion immediately turned around and fled.

"Kill!"

As a cold voice fell, hundreds of spirit slaves appeared in the air, and the six Yuan Infant spirit slaves and nearly a hundred Jindan spirit slaves rushed away.

Ahhhh......h

In just a moment, not far away, there were screams, and then more than a dozen divine souls were brought back by those spirit slaves, and they were all included in the spirit bead by Zhang Yan one by one.

"You...... You're a member of the Spirit Witch Clan?"

Sand Demon Tian saw the scene in front of him, his face was already pale, his body was trembling like chaff, and his tone was full of endless horror.

Zhang Yan ignored Sha Motian's words, and his gaze fell in the direction outside the stone forest.

Because he had already discovered that the dozen or so Yuanying monks who came from behind had entered the stone forest, and I thought that these people had sensed the fluctuations inside, and at this time, they wanted to have a yellow finch behind.

After a few breaths.

Ten figures have already appeared a hundred feet away.

"Huh?"

Just saw the scene in front of him, but it surprised a dozen people.

The young man on the boulder was safe and sound, but the sand demon sky and the old man who followed him were seriously injured on the ground, which was too unexpected for them.

"Ladies and gentlemen, are you here to send a treasure to Zhang again?"

With a smile on his face, Zhang Yan looked at the dozen or so Yuanying monks who came, and said with a chuckle.

"Grandma's bear, senior brother, these old things are too polite! since they were delivered, let's reluctantly accept them......

Ba Huo, who didn't return to the Nether Spirit Bead, his eyes glowed green, and he directly regarded the dozen or so Yuanying Monks in front of him as a pile of spirit stones.

"That's what I mean!"

Zhang Yan touched his chin, as if he was thinking about it, and finally replied.

"The people of the Spirit Witch Clan!"

At this time, seeing Ba Huo appear, someone on the opposite side suddenly exclaimed.

"It's the remnants of the Spirit Witch Clan! Everyone, just capture and kill him, don't be careless!"

More than a dozen old monsters, all of them are cunning people, and they saw that something was wrong, and immediately started to besiege them, because the legendary Lingwu clan monks were too weird and terrifying.

"It just so happens that Zhang needs to fight soundly, and then take the three-pattern Qingling Pill, the effect is the best!"

Zhang Yan watched a group of primordial babies coming, shouted loudly, held the Moro Pagoda in his hand, and his whole body was roaring and running, and walked away.

At the same time, hundreds of Jindan spirit slaves and six Yuan Infant spirit slaves roared out.

"Be careful!"

Looking at the black-pressed spirit slaves, these Yuanying Cultivators suddenly looked horrified.

"Kill that kid, and these witches will be ruined!"

A bald man, holding a huge tower, roared loudly from the urn, and pounced on Zhang Yan: "Boy, obediently hand over the treasures, uncle, I'll give you a good time!"

Seeing that Zhang Yan was under his giant tower, Dahan's eyes suddenly lit up, and his big hand poked out at the same time.

Boom!

But before his words fell, the Moro Tower in Zhang Yan's hand was smashed incomparably, the giant tower was smashed to pieces, and as for the big man, he also flew out, and his body turned into a blood mist, and only Yuan Ying fled in a hurry in mid-air.

Before he could escape far, he was caught by a spiritual hand.

"Hurry up, he's a late Yuan Infant Monk!"

Seeing this scene, the remaining primordial old monsters were all terrified, and they hurriedly teleported one by one, wanting to escape.

"Since you're here, let's stay!"

Zhang Yan smashed the Morota in his hand at a Yuanying monk, and at the same time, the Divine Sword appeared in his hand, turning into three sword rays and disappearing into the void, and at the same time, his whole person, along with hundreds of spirit slaves, burst out.

Bang bang......

Zhang Yan was casting the Shadow Divine Technique, and his speed increased dramatically, even if he teleported, he couldn't do it.

At the same time, an astonishing coercion spread throughout the stone forest, and the remaining primordial old monsters showed horror on their faces one by one, and their bodies froze.

Half an hour later.

In the stone forest, there was a blood mist, and the remaining Yuanying monks were all killed by Zhang Yan.

"Guys, still haven't come out yet?"

Zhang Yan put away the killing and got the Yuan Baby, looked up at the void, and said lightly.