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"What a shameless Yingmen, where is this to teach Yan Lan a lesson, it is clearly to kill Yan Lan, it's just too shameless!"

"If Yan Lan has an accident, I am afraid that the elite of Liuxian Town will come out and make Yingmen unpeaceful!"

"These monks from other states, when they come to us through Wuzhou, they will cause trouble everywhere, making the whole Jingwuzhou chickens fly and dogs jump!"

"Yes, under the guise of exploring the mystery of the Seven Black Pillars, they are on a rampage, bullying men and women, doing all kinds of evil, and they don't take our state monks seriously at all. ”

"Hey, who let us pass through Wuzhou to the edge of the Lion Country, and there is no strong person in charge!"

“......”

Yan Lan looked at the torrent across the sky, and her face was full of murder.

At this moment, more than 100 monks from other states avoided one after another, with a smug smile on their faces, as if Yingdong was powerful, and their faces were also bright.

In fact, Ying Dongliu had almost no friendship with them, but the three sects and nine streams got together and bullied others.

The torrent rolls, and as soon as it breathes, the power will fall into the gorge and the river, which is unstoppable.

"Boy, the old man has abolished you!"

Yingdongliu's trick was introduced, and the torrent in the sky rushed straight to Yanlan.

The corners of Yan Lan's mouth raised slightly, and he muttered: "I just devoured the power of the seven ancient tombs, and the Spirit Devouring Vortex expanded to two inches, even I don't know how strong it will be now, today, I just want to test your hand!"

"Vortex Reversal, Hand of Death!"

Yan Lan groaned, and the Spirit Devouring Vortex immediately reversed, and an unprecedented vast force erupted wildly, forming a thousand-zhang black palm in front of him.

The black palm rippled with a rich death aura, which was darker than the previous hand of death, thicker, and more substantial.

As soon as the hand of death came out, the heavens and the earth shook.

Yan Lan's heart was suddenly frightened, the power of the hand of death. Even he felt a terrifying fluctuation himself.

The out-of-state monks felt their chests sink suddenly, and their hearts trembled violently, like a sharp blade against their necks. Cold sweat oozes from the back, numbness in the hands and feet, and the whole person is not controlled at all.

"What's going on?"

"What's this?"

"Lao Tzu actually ...... Almost peed my pants!"

“......”

The hand of the god of death is in front of the hundred-mile torrent, although the size is far apart. But the momentum is not far behind, and even the hand of death is even more terrifying.

"Go, Hand of Death!"

Yan Lan pushed, and the hand of the god of death blasted into the eastward flow of the reverse sea with the unparalleled power of annihilation, and wherever it passed, the torrent was annihilated, and the energy turned into nothing, as if entering the realm of nothing.

It's too late, it's not a blink of an eye.

Ying Dongliuben looked proud. Suddenly, his eyes widened and his mouth opened, but he couldn't make any sound.

The Grim Reaper is shrouded, and the death force is sealed.

Panic and despair, as well as frustration and regret, instantly filled Ying Dongliu's pupils.

The hand of death passed through the hundred-mile torrent and bombarded Yingdongliu's body heavily.

"Boom ......"

Ying Dongliu's body was extremely tough, so much so that it erupted with a powerful explosion.

Ying Dongliu couldn't even howl miserably, and immediately turned into a cloud of blood mist, filling the space.

Look far away. It was as if a blood ball had suddenly exploded in front of the Hand of Death, and it was a scarlet red.

But in just a moment, the blood mist was completely annihilated by the hand of death.

Immediately, the extreme move against the sea and the eastward flow. It was as if a bowl filled with water suddenly burst open and flowed out powerlessly.

Yan Lan was dumbfounded, he originally wanted to hit Yingdongliu hard and deter the cultivators in other states. Unexpectedly, the hand of death at this moment could actually wipe out the Yingdong Manifold God.

Yan Lan took a deep breath. Stabilize the mind, kill and kill, think about it is useless, and then the soul devouring vortex is turning, and the hand of death immediately turns into an endless abyss, swallowing all the energy of the eastward flow of the sea, and then returns with several storage rings of Yingdongliu.

Yan Lan grabbed the storage ring, and the excess energy was devoured by the Spirit Devouring Vortex again.

"The energy that is normally released is like water that cannot be taken back, but the Spirit Devouring Vortex is different, it has an unimaginable devouring power. As long as it's energy, it can devour it, it's really appetizing!"

Yan Lan put away the Yingdongliu storage ring, slapped the thunder purple eagle, and continued to gallop in the direction of Zifeng City.

The powerful momentum of the thunderous purple eagle shocked the monks from other states to come back to their senses immediately.

Monk Jing Wuzhou also widened his eyes and looked intently in the direction where the battle was located.

All the monks found that the breath of Yingdongliu was gone, as if it had evaporated.

"What about Yingdongliu's predecessors?"

"That kid drove away unscathed, but Yingdongliu's predecessor was nowhere to be seen, is it ......?"

"How is it possible, Ying Dongliu's predecessors are the cultivators of the middle stage of the Five Yan Distraction Gods, with the power of one palm, to destroy such monks, even if the Six Yan Distraction Stage monks make a move, it is difficult to have such power!"

"Look again, Ying Dongliu must be hiding. ”

"If Ying Dongliu is really dead, it will be really happy!"

“......”

The monks of Jingwuzhou and other states had all rushed to the place of battle, and each muttered, although the words spoken by each other were displeased, but at this moment, no one had the heart to make a small fuss, and they all wanted to make sure that Ying Dongliu was dead or not.

Until Yan Lan had disappeared without a trace, the cultivators did not find any trace of Ying Dongliu.

The old man just saw Yingdongliu turn into a cloud of blood mist, he thought it was Yingdongliu's life-saving move, but now it seems that it must be Yingdongliu's body shattered, and the blood mist is splashed. Therefore, you don't have to look for it, Yingdongliu will definitely die!"

A well-informed monk of the Wuzhou Distraction Period brushed his beard and said.

At this time, all the monks held their breath, and even the monks from other states did not rebuke and refute, because what the monk said was too reasonable. Other than that, there is no plausible explanation.

Immediately afterwards, the eyes of all the monks looked in the direction where Yan Lan had disappeared, their hearts were agitated, and they couldn't calm down for a long time.

"Kill Ying Dongliu in the middle stage of Wuyan Distraction with one palm, how strong is this young monk named Yan Lan?"

"The strength of this son is already comparable to that of a monk of the Liuyan Distraction Period, there is no doubt about it!"

"Maybe it's not the same, that black palm, full of a strong aura of death, is not an ordinary magic technique that can be cultivated, could it be some kind of treasure?"

"It may be possible, however, the magic weapon is also a part of the strength, and the strength of this son is one of the few existences in the entire Jingwu Prefecture. ”

"Even if this son is placed in Huangyu Prefecture, where the strong are like clouds, it must be located in the upper echelon. If Yingmen knew about this, he would definitely not give up. ”

“......”

The cultivators had different expressions, and a few people took out the psychic jade slips, not knowing where they were being summoned to whom.

However, there is no need to doubt that the news of Yan Lan's killing of Ying Dongliu with one palm will definitely spread over a radius of thousands of miles at an unimaginable speed. (To be continued.) )