When Hong Mao heard this, he was dumbfounded, like a thunderbolt on a sunny day.

Seeing this, all the cultivators secretly stayed away from Hong Mao, they didn't have much friendship with Hong Mao, because Hong Mao had always been tyrannical, and in this forbidden place, many monks died at the hands of Hong Mao.

Yan Lan looked at Hong Mao, who was stunned, and chuckled: "What, not happy? Do you think you should stay here for the rest of your life and be free, or be free to be my imperial slave?"

Hong Mao was very entangled in his heart, as a top powerhouse, how could he be willing to condescend to be a slave.

Hong Mao set his sights on shakuhachi, praying that shakuhachiyin would speak up for him.

But Shakuhachi kept looking around, as if to observe how to break out of the formation.

Hong Mao scolded a few words viciously in his heart.

Shakubayin was also quite distressed at the moment, he had the heart to save Hong Mao, but Hong Mao kept dying.

For a man who loves to die, you can't drag him back until he breaks through the south wall.

But by the time he reacted, it was too late.

Yan Lan snorted coldly: "My patience is limited, give you five breaths of time to consider." ”

Hong Mao saw that he couldn't escape, so he had to grit his teeth and said: "Senior Yanlan, it's not that the old man doesn't want to be your imperial slave, it's just that you can really break the ban here?"

Yan Lan squinted and said, "You doubt me?"

Upstairs watched and reprimanded: "Yan Lan can even kill that great wisdom, how can you not break the ban here, you are clearly unwilling to give in, and deliberately find an excuse to delay." ”

Hong Mao puffed up his chest and said, "The old man's request is also for your consideration. Yan Lan's predecessors were indeed superb, and they killed the Great Wisdom in disbelief. However, the ban here was jointly laid down by the Great Wisdom and the Giant Demon Beast Clan Patriarch, so the old man's request was not unreasonable. ”

When the cultivators heard this, they lowered their heads one after another, and a few people agreed with Hong Mao's statement in their hearts.

Yan Lan said coldly and arrogantly: "Okay, since you have this request, I will meet you." ”

Yan Lan's mind moved, and the eight thunder water melting forces roared away in all directions, and finally clinged to the bottom of the surrounding high walls.

Yan Lan learned from Baili Weeping Blood that the foundation of this forbidden formation was the surrounding high walls.

"Everyone, I'm ready to break the formation and do a good job of defense!"

Yan Lan's expression was condensed, and he immediately protected his body with the Buddha Emperor's Zen beads.

"Breaking the formation also needs to defend the body?"

The cultivators were a little skeptical, but thinking of the extent of this array, they didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly used their abilities.

Shakuhachi and Zungo still protect the cultivators.

As soon as Yan Lan's thunder soul moved, an earth-shattering explosion came from all directions, and everyone's hearts seemed to be hammered by a giant hammer.

"Boom ......"

The wall shook violently and then collapsed with a deafening roar.

The cultivators' eyes widened, and their hearts were filled with indescribable emotions.

Thousands of years, thousands of years in this dark place, there is no hope, there is no future, many people have even given up this life and lived in chaos.

Now, hope has finally come, as if the creatures buried in the endless darkness are about to see the light of the sun.

As the walls around him collapsed, the canopy above him crumbled.

Yan Lan raised his head and stared at the canopy, only to see that the canopy was like a wave, and after dozens of breaths, the aura that turned into a scatter gradually dissipated, like rapidly melting snow.

Endless darkness envelops the Forbidden Land.

Because this is the bottom of the abyss of sword marks, and it is a place where sunlight cannot reach.

But in the eyes of the cultivators, this is a darker darkness than any light, because there is freedom in that darkness.

Hong Mao's expression changed rapidly, and he thought of countless methods, but he denied them one by one.

Even if Hong Mao fled quickly, he still couldn't escape from Yan Lan's palm, because in Yan Lan's opinion, his speed was like a fly flying and could be destroyed at hand.

Yan Lan said coldly: "The time of five breaths has passed, and the forbidden formation has been broken, Hong Mao, what other reason do you want to find?"

Hong Mao gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice: "If the old man helps your prince friend succeed in ascending to the throne, can you give the old man his freedom?"

Yan Lan said: "It depends on your own performance. I can say here that as long as you are loyal and contributed, freedom is not far away for you. ”

Shakuhachi couldn't stand it anymore, and said, "Hong Mao, give up." Although Yan Lan is young, his strength is above ours. It's not a shame for you to follow Yu Yi. Moreover, your actions have indeed gone too far, and if it were me, you would have been in a different place. ”

Hong Mao's expression showed a faint look of pain, and he stumbled a few times, and then like a deflated ball, he raised his eyebrows, sacrificed his soul seal, and respectfully handed it to Yan Lan.

Yan Lan took the soul seal, pressed it into the center of his eyebrows, and successfully took charge of the flood mao.

There are two ways to take charge of the slaves.

One is forcible encroachment, in which the owner imprints his own soul into the soul of the other party.

The other kind of active worship, the slave takes the initiative to sacrifice his soul seal, and the master can control the soul seal.

Yan Lan breathed a sigh of relief, he could have used strength against Hong Mao, but after repeated battles, his soul power had been gone, and he really didn't want to expend any more strength to forcibly control Hong Mao.

And Yan Lan believes that Hong Mao will eventually have to give in.

Yan Lan said: "It's over, I'll leave later." However, in order not to alarm the Troll Beasts, I will temporarily accept you into my private space, so you should have no opinion. ”

Everyone nodded, and Yan Lan took them all in.

Although Yan Lan didn't know how the Troll Beast Clan would treat these monks, more was better than less.

Yan Lan turned into an arrow from the string and rushed out of the forbidden place.

Flying upwards for 30,000 miles, Yan Lan met the old giant of the Giant Demon Beast Clan.

Jukui looked at Yan Lan with a shocked face, and said with wide eyes: "You really came out?"

Yan Lan smiled and said, "I also worked hard to escape. ”

Seeing that Yan Lan avoided answering this, Ju Kui knew that this was Yan Lan's secret, so he didn't ask much, and changed his words, "Do you have the magical power of that great wisdom to increase the spiritual wisdom of our clan?"

Yan Lan shook his head and said, "Not for the time being." ”

Ju Kui was dumbfounded, and said, "Then to lift the curse and forbidden trick of my clan's spiritual deprivation, it is time to find a way!"

Yan Lan shook his head again and said, "Your clan must have a deep grudge with that great wisdom, which caused it to close itself off when it finally fell, so I can't investigate. But it wasn't for nothing, and I found the secret of spiritual deprivation. ”

Jukui hurriedly said, "Where is it?"

Yan Lan said: "In the depths of the Savage Domain, the specific location is unknown at present, but I am happy to find there and cultivate this trick to help you Troll Beast Clan eliminate the forbidden trick of spiritual deprivation." ”

Ju Kui sighed slightly, he originally wanted Yan Lan to tell him the direction, and they went to find and cultivate by themselves, but he thought that the Troll Beast Clan could not cultivate the secret of the Human Race, so he had to give up.

Yan Lan continued: "However, I choose to help you, not without conditions. ”