Yan Lan raised his right hand and blew lightly, extinguishing a black flame in his palm.

"The Hell Fire, the Hand of Death, the two great powers of yin and evil, are really easy to use together. ”

Yan Lan smiled with satisfaction, but the smile was even more weird.

The shouting and scolding of the six monks, Yan Lan only didn't hear it.

"Ah, my face!"

Suddenly, one of the monks howled, looking terrified, and kept slapping his left cheek with a force even to the point of masochism.

Yan Lan still didn't look away, because he had already expected the consequences.

"Ah, it hurts!"

"It hurts me, it fucking hurts!"

“......”

The other five monks wailed one after another, unable to stop the flesh and blood on their faces from turning into black charcoal and falling continuously, which was extremely miserable and terrifying.

Seeing this, Ying Guhan furrowed his brows and exclaimed, "The erosion of the power of death, coupled with the burning of the hell fire, no wonder this is the case. ”

Immediately, Ying Guhan took out six pills and shot them into the mouths of the six monks.

Yan Lan wanted to intercept it, but his strength at the moment disdained to say so.

If you are arrogant, then you will be arrogant to the end.

What's more, Yan Lan is rarely so arrogant.

The six monks swallowed the elixir, the pain subsided, and they immediately sat down in the void, their bodies shining with a magnificent light.

At this point, the only way to do this is to rely on his own strong cultivation to forcibly suppress the power of death and get rid of the hellish fire.

The corners of Yan Lan's mouth raised slightly, and he said coldly to Yinggu: "It is worthy of the Great Dan Emperor, the six grades of the pill in the human realm, there are six pills in your hand, and you don't blink your eyes when you give it away." Yan suddenly had a strong interest in your collection. ”

Yinggu Han is the Great Dan Emperor of the Dan League, and his family background must be extremely deep.

Ying Guhan smiled in a low voice, his thin face set off his smile, which looked particularly evil, and he said: "Ignorant child, you have gone deep into the tiger's den, and you can't get out, it's ridiculous that you dare to covet the old man's things." ”

Yan Lan said: "If Yan only prevents you from giving them the pill, do you think they will be miserable?"

Yinggu smiled coldly: "It's up to you, and you also want to intercept the things sent by the old man?"

Yan Lan raised his right hand and said helplessly: "I'm sorry, I just scraped a fragment from a pill, it's really a good pill." It's a pity that Yan planted a poisonous spell in that elixir. There are five breaths left, and the poison curse will explode. ”

Ying Guhan's heart beat hard, Yan Lan's small action, he didn't even notice it.

The six monks also opened their eyes one after another, regardless of the injuries on their bodies, staring at Yan Lan deadly, trembling all over.

Although they had a hard mouth, they already had fear of Yan Lan in their hearts.

Therefore, they believed Yan Lan's words.

Yinggu said coldly: "Impossible, I clearly didn't see that kid make a move, it must be that kid who is playing tricks." ”

Immediately, Ying Guhan smiled and said: "Six, rest assured to recuperate, don't be fooled." Yan Lan, there are very few people in the world who can do spells, how old are you kid, how can you cultivate spells? Even if you do, it is only the surface of spells, and it is impossible to influence them. ”

When the six monks heard this, their hearts were a little relieved, and they all glared at Yan Lan angrily.

Yan Lan's words distracted them, causing the power of the Grim Reaper and the Hellfire to erupt with another wave of power.

Yan Lan stretched out his finger: "There are still two breaths!"

Qianzhengqing, Wan Shijin and others all showed disdain, but they still couldn't help but look forward to it.

"One breath!"

Many people's hearts are tight.

"Ah......h

A miserable cry erupted from the mouth of the monk behind Yan Lan.

All eyes were instantly on the monk.

I saw that the monk quickly melted at a speed visible to the naked eye, like a block of ice that melted extremely quickly.

In just ten breaths, the monk turned into a pool of blood and poured it out on the earth.

Most of the monks on the Yingmen side were immediately shocked, this was the first time they had seen this kind of killing method.

They looked at Yan Lan like a god of death, and they didn't dare to take a breath.

Many forces who did not help Yingmen secretly felt fortunate that they were simply self-defeating when they confronted such figures as Yan Lan.

In their opinion, Yan Lan is even more terrifying than Yingmen.

Yan Lan casually took the monk's storage ring, and said in his heart: "My spell attainments were really accurate by the old thief of Yinggu Han, but fortunately, I added a rich and pure power of death to that elixir. The corrosive power of the power of death is much greater than the annihilation of death qi. ”

The reason why Yan Lan said this and did this was nothing more than to create an image of himself as extremely domineering and cruel.

Yan Lan just wanted to shock everyone present, making their souls feel terrified, and even when they heard his name, they would tremble uncontrollably.

Otherwise, there will definitely be waves of forces going to find trouble in Gangtianmen.

If you can't beat Yan Lan, you will be angry with Gang Tianmen, which is a situation that Yan Lan is extremely unwilling to see.

If you want to kill, you will be terrified.

The other five monks were terrified, just a moment, as long as Yan Lan changed his mind and implanted the spell into the pills of the others, then it was one of them who turned into blood at this moment.

Cold sweat broke out in the back of the five monks' heads, as if they had just taken a trip through the Ghost Gate.

Yan Lan smiled contemptuously, these five monks had been successfully intimidated by him, and they had lost their fighting power.

Those who are cowardly are forced to fight, and it is difficult for even fifty percent of their combat power to be exerted.

Yan Lan said to the five monks: "The five of you, you have no grievances with Yan, but you were instigated by Yingmen to kill Yan. Now, Yan has given the five of you a way out. ”

The eyes of the five monks lit up, and they didn't expect to have a glimmer of life in despair.

As long as you can live, it's easy to discuss.

Yan Lan pointed to the Yingmen cultivators and said: "The five of you, each of you killed five Yingmen guards, and then vowed never to set foot in Jingwuzhou for half a step, and leave quickly, this is the way to live." ”

When the five of them heard this, their expressions changed suddenly.

They were all distraction period monks, and it was easy to kill the five infant stage guards of Yingmen.

However, if this is the case, it means a break with Yingmen.

Yan Lan looked at their hesitant appearances, and said leisurely: "Give you five breaths of time, after five breaths, there is no longer a way to live." ”

Wan Shijin always has the mentality of watching the show, so he will not be idle enough to save these unrelated five people.

Qianzhengqing squinted his eyes slightly, it stands to reason that this place is the boundary of Yuzhou City, and it is his core range, and Yan Lan cannot be allowed to go wild at all. But he really wanted to see what kind of means Yan Lan would use to kill five Sword Emperor-level cultivators in one fell swoop.

Qianzhengqing has huge selfishness, even if it is the entire Huangyu Prefecture, it is only a stepping stone for him to climb upward.

At this time, the huge fluctuations and sounds of the battle attracted the attention of a large number of monks in Yuzhou City.

Although this place is Yingmen territory for hundreds of miles, the fluctuations spread out for thousands of miles.

However, when many monks saw the tense momentum in the sky above Yingmen, they all gasped and only dared to look at it from a thousand miles away. (To be continued.) )