The blood cry who was sitting in the rest area was named by Zhang Yan, and he was stunned for a while, because this was too surprising, this Zhang Yan actually ordered him?

"Tsk, blood weeping, I'm ordering you, still not down?"

"Haha, interesting, it seems that this kid thinks that a random garbage gold pill can compete with us."

The bloody brothers all smiled, and when they looked at Zhang Yan, they all felt that this Zhang Yan was a little brainless, and the garbage golden pill condensed in an hour even thought that they could challenge their geniuses.

Jindan is not like the innate realm, the monks of the Jindan period need to pay great attention to the grade of the Jindan when fighting, and the owner of the sixth-grade Jindan can basically kill the monks below the fifth-grade Jindan in seconds.

After all, judging from the quality of spiritual power and the quantity of spiritual power, the gap is too big.

Bloody Sen smiled: "This kid really doesn't know whether to live or die, since that's the case, I'll go down and have fun." It's a pity that the glory created in the Innate Realm before is going to end in my hands. ”

A man with the same white face on the side smiled: "It's a little interesting, why don't you let it go to me?" ”

Blood weep snorted: "I don't think this kid is pleasing to the eye, otherwise it won't hurt to let it be given to you." ”

As he spoke, Bloody Weeping had already left.

The whole audience was boiling, and they were all scolding Zhang Yan for being a fool, and he swelled when he broke through Jindan? Can't even tell who your father and mother are?

How dare you challenge it, if it were them, they would admit defeat directly after condensing such a garbage golden pill, so that they could still save a little face, after all, the front was so brilliant, wasn't it?

But this Yan···

They think this guy really has something wrong with his brain!

"What a 'confident' kid." Yue Changtian, the sect leader of the Heavenly Mandate Sect, smiled faintly, but anyone could hear the overt and ironic irony.

"Yes, a 'confident' child like him is estimated to be able to withstand Beidoumen." Wu Sha also smiled and said authentically.

It was Xueling, with an apologetic face: "I'm sorry Hei Ming, you Beidou Gate finally came out with a seedling, but I didn't expect that not only would you be buried, but also be taught by the blood cry under my door." ”

Hearing this, the Black Immortal Ancestor said sarcastically with a calm face: "Really? It seems that my disciple said that I want to teach you to be a human being, right? Why, you're not old yet, and your ears are not good? ”

Xueling's eyes narrowed slightly: "Black Hell, Black Hell, I see that you really don't shed tears when you don't see the coffin, can't you feel how wasteful Zhang Yan is now?" ”

The Black Immortal Ancestor didn't say a word, but the others shook their heads, this Zhang Yan ended here.

···

On the battle platform, Blood Weeping looked at Zhang Yan gloomily.

"Boy, you've made a very stupid choice."

Zhang Yan smiled faintly: "I think so now." ”

"It's a pity, there is no regret medicine in this world!"

Zhang Yan looked deeply appreciative, nodded and said, "Yes, there is no regret medicine, so I can only resist the urge to vomit in my stomach and knock you down." ”

"You know... What did you say? Two cold lights shot out of his bloody eyes, what does this Yan mean?

Zhang Yan looked at him lightly, and then said slowly: "I said, let you get out!" ”

Zhang Yan's last three words, 'Get down', turned into sound waves in an instant, resounding throughout the entire battle platform, and the sound seemed to rush into the nine skies, echoing in everyone's ears for several seconds!

Bloody weeping retreated more than ten meters! His hands were still covering his ears, and he looked a little stupid.

"Despicable, you sneak attack!"

"It's retarded."

Zhang Yan didn't bother to talk to this blood cry, directly under his feet, flashed next to the blood cry, a violent kick, clicked and kicked over, the whole person was bent by this kick, and then a large mouthful of blood spurted out, and with a 'boom', he crashed into the stone wall without even catching the figure.

The stone wall cracked directly up and down from the place where he hit, and a huge crack appeared, and the entire stone wall was split in two.

As for blood weeping? It's out of sight.

Zhang Yan said lightly: "The next batch." ”

The next batch, how confident and powerful, how arrogant and domineering?!

However, no one came back to their senses, they were all dumbfounded, and everyone, including the lord of power, had a ghostly expression on their faces, what the hell is going on?! How so?

This Yan breath is clearly too weak to work, why would he kick the blood weeping into obscurity?

"Zhang Yan! You are presumptuous! ”

"You are arrogant!"

The people of the Blood Ghost Sect are angry, this Zhang Yan is too disrespectful to their Blood Ghost Sect!

The Jindan monk of the Nine Great Blood Ghost Sects came to power.

The power of the golden pill rolled out, and the surging spiritual power rippled on the stage, and various attributes were chaotic.

Zhang Yan stepped on the void a little under his feet, and then blasted down on the battle platform with one punch!

The glass-colored light fist hung down from the sky, and in the blink of an eye, it fell on the battle platform, and then, with a bang, the bodies of the nine golden pills exploded!

"Ahh

"It hurts me!"

"Ahhhhh

Zhang Yan stood in the void and said lightly: "The next batch." ”

He is like a god, stunning the world, peerless and independent, no one can compete!

"How can it be!" Bloodridge Fury!

The sect masters of the upper twelve sects, starting from the fourth place, stood up in the nine.

"This Zhang Yan simply doesn't take my thirty-six and one-rank forces in his eyes!" The fifth-ranked Shenwu Sect Master scolded.

"The disciples of Panmen Jindan listen to the order, if they meet Zhang Yan, they will destroy their physical bodies!" As soon as the master of the Panmen Gate gave the order, he heard Zhang Yan look in the direction of the Panmen disciples and said, "You guys, come down." ”

Panmen, ranked seventh in the last twelve doors, is strong, and it is rumored that the strength of its door owner can also rank in the top three among the thirty-six and one-rank forces.

The ten disciples of Panmen came down from the battle platform, and the ten people all bloomed with Jindan streamers, releasing the power of Jindan, they were all the ultimate in the late stage of Jindan, and they were only half a step away from Yuanying.

Zhang Yan stepped out, and behind him, a sword shadow appeared out of thin air, the sword body was a little broad, and an emperor-like oppression diffused from above the sword shadow, and the ten Jin Dan felt their bodies sink at the same time, and their faces were a little surprised to look at the sword shadow behind Zhang Yan.

Zhang Yan said lightly: "Taiah, now!" ”

The Emperor's Sword Tai'a, manifested behind Zhang Yan, the simple sword body, the imperial lines, under the wrapping of Zhang Yan's spiritual power, is brilliant.

"That's... What sword? ”

"I don't know, there is an inexplicable sense of oppression."

"What a terrible sword..."

The eyes of the sect masters of the upper twelve sects were condensed at the same time, because they felt a very powerful aura from this Tai'a sword, you must know that they are all powerful in the Dao, which can make them all feel a powerful aura...

But this is just a sword, even if this sword already has a spirit, how can it have such a humane imperial momentum?

Many sect masters looked at the Black Immortal Ancestor at the same time, this ancient sword, could it be from the Beidou Gate?

Beishan Ancestor smiled, and said secretly in his heart: Tai'a was really born, and in this way, the meaning of the existence of Beidou Gate can also change.

Zhang Yan held the Tai'a sword in his hand, took a step forward, the power of the emperor overwhelmed everything, and the ten golden pills knelt on the ground with a click, and a look of humiliation appeared on everyone's faces, and Zhang Yan looked indifferent.

Tai Ah entered the ground, the sword qi was agitated, and all ten golden pills flew out of the battle platform.

"Next batch."

Zhang Yan's indifferent voice sounded, and everyone was shocked! Panmen Jindan disciple, defeated in an instant? Moreover, it seems that he doesn't even know how to lose...

"Bastard!" The lord of the twelve forces was furious, and then ordered the people under his door not to leave their hands in the face of Zhang Yan!

However, the last twelve doors were all defeated!

On this day, the southwest region was shaken.

Zhang Yan of the Beidou Gate, one person swept the 361 power innate realm and the Jindan realm!

On the battle platform, only Zhang Yan was standing.

Xue Qingling sighed, she saw the rise of a demon today!

Is this a blessing or a curse for their southwest region?

Bang!

The sect masters of the thirty-six and one-rank forces stood up at the same time, their eyes were cold, and they looked at Zhang Yan condescendingly.

Everyone noticed that the atmosphere seemed to be a little unusual...

Could it be...

The Black Immortal Ancestor and the Beishan Ancestor stood up at the same time and asked lightly, "What?" You Sect Masters can't afford to lose? Do you want to make a move on my disciples? ”