Chapter 1451: Venerable Imperial Slave
More importantly, Yan Lan could find out the secret of his cultivation of the Immortal Emperor by searching the soul of the Soul Gathering Venerable.
The Soul Gathering Venerable was shocked that Yan Lan had the power of the Death Reaper, and Yan Lan was not surprised why the Soul Gathering Venerable had the magical power of the Hades Emperor.
The Grim Reaper is coming, the Emperor of Hades is coming, the names are different, but the power attributes of the two are too similar.
The breath of death between heaven and earth echoed for a full ten breaths before slowly dissipating.
Yan Lan and Soul Gathering Venerable stood face to face, both of them expressionless.
The Qinglong Prefecture Lord frowned, at that moment, he couldn't see clearly what was going on between Yan Lan and the Soul Gathering Venerable, who won and who lost, he wanted to know very much.
The second elder of Qing Xun also held his breath and stared at Yan Lan, for fear of missing any detail.
More than 100 distraction monks in Qinglong Prefecture were also attentive, looking forward to the announcement of the results.
Ziyi slowly breathed a sigh of relief, and after the demonization, she still smiled softly at the moment, like a black lotus in full bloom.
Wu Se clasped his hands together and shouted the Buddha's name, as if he was silently mourning for the Soul Gathering Venerable.
In the ghostly fire space, everyone's eyes widened and watched nervously.
Yan Lan deliberately played with the three-breath pass, and immediately turned around, looked at Wuse and the others, and said quietly: "Soul Gathering Venerable, let's go." β
The Soul Gathering Venerable had just been tamed by Yan Lan, and Yan Lan's powerful soul seal was in a fierce confrontation with his will, but the Soul Gathering Venerable knew that all resistance was in vain, and once the soul was branded with the soul mark by the strong, it was almost impossible to resolve it with his own strength alone.
After only a moment's hesitation, the Soul Gathering Venerable bowed his head respectfully and said, "Yes!"
Then, the Soul Gathering Venerable followed Yan Lan's footsteps expressionlessly and walked towards the group in Jingwuzhou.
Seeing this, Ye Mo touched his head and sighed: "Yan Lan actually accepted the Soul Gathering Venerable as a slave, and the emperor didn't dare to guess this possibility, but he didn't expect it to happen, hey, for Yan Lan, I really can't think of it, I can't do it." Yan Lan is better than the emperor back then, and the emperor is ashamed of himself. β
Long Niu stood up suddenly, stared at the big eyes of the copper bell and said: "Yan Lan, my Long Niu really obeyed you, I have to obey, the five bodies are thrown to the ground, and every hair is next to the ground." β
Wuse nodded and smiled, and said, "Yanlan, hard work!"
Niu Lin Jianjun and Mu Huazhang both nodded at Yan Lan, firstly to thank him for his move, and secondly, to show respect.
The forbidden attack immediately rushed to Yan Lan's side, looking around vigilantly, for fear that someone would take the opportunity to sneak attack Yan Lan.
In the Ghost Fire Space, everyone cheered wildly.
Lu Kan rolled even more excitedly, laughing insolently: "Hahaha, Soul Gathering Venerable, Soul Breaking Swordsman, Cloud Breaking Great Sword Emperor, this time it is really super cost-effective, it can be said that the wife has been damaged and the soldiers have been broken, the magic weapon has been destroyed, and the people have been taken captive, what will they do in the future? You people are too naΓ―ve and stupid, you have underestimated the strength of Boss Yanlan, who is to blame for this fate? We just want to go shopping and buy magic weapons. β
The bare-chested old man smiled and said to the barefoot old ghost: "I'll just say, let you not worry about it." β
The barefoot old ghost grinned, then shook his head and said, "No, old ghost, I still have to remind Yan Lan that next time you are not allowed to take such a risk, it is too dangerous." β
The bare-chested old man smiled lightly, he knew that most people would only see Yan Lan's amazing powers, would only pay attention to whether Yan Lan flew high or not, and would only care about what kind of brilliant achievements Yan Lan had achieved, only the barefoot old ghost cared about whether Yan Lan was tired of flying, whether the cultivation of supernatural powers was bitter or not, and whether the brilliance was behind the bitterness.
Bu Zhenxian nodded lightly, but he also saw that Yan Lan's spirit had a big overdraft, and immediately transmitted the message to the people around him: "Yan Lan won a big victory in the first battle, and he consumed a lot, so he must not be allowed to fight again." β
Everyone nodded slightly, they had long been reluctant to let Yan Lan make a move, but Yan Lan was calm in his chest and always stood in front of them, and they were even used to being protected by Yan Lan.
Some people rejoice, and naturally some people are sad.
"This ...... What's going on?"
In the hearts of almost all the monks of Qinglong Prefecture, such a doubt suddenly appeared.
The green-haired old man couldn't help but wonder: "No...... Shouldn't the Soul Gathering Venerable become Yan Lan's imperial slave?"
"How is it possible, the soul power of the Soul Gathering Venerable is so strong, how can it be tamed by Yan Lan?"
"The battle time is only a few breaths, within a few breaths, how can it be possible to tame the soul of such a strong man?"
"God, is this Yan Lan still human?"
"Even the Soul Gathering Venerable is not Yan Lan's opponent, even the Cloud Breaking Great Sword Emperor and the Soul Breaking Swordsman are all lost in Yan Lan's hands, what are we in front of Yan Lan?"
"This fight, how can it continue. Unless...... Unless more than 100 of us are distracted by the Divine Stage Cultivators, join forces to kill Yan Lan. β
"But...... More than 100 of our elders with heads and faces have joined forces to kill a young junior, if it spreads, I am afraid that it will be criticized by others and damage the dignity of our state. β
"What about watching them go?"
β......β
The Qinglongzhou monks were constantly suspicious, and there was also a conflict of ideas between them, and how to deal with Yan Lan became a difficult problem that could not be agreed upon for the time being.
The Qinglong Prefecture Lord showed an unbelievable look on his face, just talking about the cultivation of the Soul Gathering Venerable, he was definitely above him, and he could even be comparable to one of the two elders of Qingturbidity, but he was easily tamed by Yan Lan, and even tamed by Yan Lan after several rounds of battles, he couldn't believe it.
After a while, the shock on the face of the Qinglong Prefecture Lord turned into ruthlessness: "Yan Lan, no matter how strong you are, but when you eventually run out of strength, the three old guys will definitely consume a huge amount of your spiritual energy, and next, you will die." The Lord will strike while the iron is hot today, and will not let you go away in peace. β
The two elders of Qing Xun had a cold face, and at this time, they no longer knew what to say, but they faintly felt that their appearance this time might be a mistake.
The two elders of Qingxun initially listened to the bewitchment of the lord of Qinglong Prefecture, and thought that Yan Lan was young and could win the leader of Wang Zhan, but it was just luck and the help of magic weapons, and in front of these old guys, they would be exposed.
Coupled with the temptation of the Burning Sky Guard, they agreed to show up to help.
But now it seems that Yan Lan actually has the strength to kill the two of them, this is no longer playing with the prey, but putting himself in danger, and he may become the prey.
No one likes to be in danger and play with their prey.
Elder Xun clenched the Burning Heaven Guard in his hand, and suddenly found that a lot of sweat was oozing from his palm.
"This Yan Lan, is it better to kill or not? It's really hard to choose!"
Elder Xun restrained the horror in his eyes, the stronger Yan Lan became, the more he fell into this deep contradiction. (To be continued.) )