Finally, there are three breaths.

Yu Zhiyin was already overjoyed, took a deep breath, and was about to burst out in a loud voice to announce the results of the competition, while slowly raising his right hand to make the final move.

The barefoot old ghost, the bare-chested old man, the forbidden life attack, the forgiveness of the lifeless and others, began to tremble, rolling their throats from time to time, and as time passed, their mood became more and more anxious.

Lu Kan and Long Niu also gradually became uneasy.

The clamor of the monks around them intensified.

Wan Huichou is still leisurely sipping fragrant tea, without Yan Lan's big trouble, he can sit back and relax.

The old gambler shook his huge belly and walked towards Wanhuichou with a satisfied smile on his face.

Jian Feixian, Lian Wutian, Steward Lun, Qingzhugong, and Qinglaifeng were all full of excitement, especially Qinglaifeng, and his heart was extremely happy.

There are two more breaths.

Yu Zhiyin's expression was solemn, and he had already thought about the next words in his heart.

"Yanlan ......"

The barefoot old ghost had a sad voice, and if it weren't for the occasion, he would have been in tears.

Yan Lan's relatives and friends were depressed, and they knew that if Yan Lan didn't show up within a hundred breaths, then Yan Lan would really be finished.

The bare-chested old man couldn't help but say: "Yan Lan, old man, I know you like to sell guanzi, don't scare us this time!"

Qing Laifeng scolded viciously in his heart: "Damn, it's better to scare your whole family to death." ”

And one more breath.

Yu Zhiyin's right hand was already raised above his head.

All the monks held their breath.

Suddenly, there was a wave in front of Mu Rongguang, as if a stone had smashed into a calm lake.

A figure appeared, slender and arrogant, and magnificent.

Yan Lan ...... Haha, Yan Lan is fine, he is fine, this little guy ......"

The barefoot old ghost seemed to be a lit two-kicking firecracker, and immediately jumped three feet high on the spot, shouting excitedly.

"Ah, it's really Boss Yanlan!"

Lu Kan rubbed his eyes vigorously, and his whole body trembled because he was so excited.

Long Niu touched the dragon's horns and said, "Yan Lan, this guy is really good at playing tricks, and he almost scared me." ”

Ziyi hugged Zilin hard, smiled, and said softly, "I knew my brother was fine." ”

Zilin struggled hard, and roared: "Yi, tap and tap, I am in a budding state now, you have so much strength, don't Lan live, I was strangled to death by you." ”

Ziyi smiled, hurriedly stroked Zilin's fluff, and said, "How can you be so delicate?"

Zilin said with a smile: "It is said that if you are delicate, someone will hurt." I look fierce every day, who will hurt me?"

Ziyi said: "Brother will definitely spoil you." ”

Zilin held his head high and said, "Lan should spoil me, hmph, you will spoil me in the future." ”

Ziyi pinched Zilin's neck and said, "Okay, good, spoil you, love you, love you, okay." Brother is fine, look at you proudly. ”

Zilin pouted and said: "Nonsense, I have the power to integrate with Lan, one is prosperous, and the other is lost, of course I am proud that Lan is fine." Look at you, aren't you smiling from ear to ear?"

Forbidden Life Attack and Annihilation, Forgiveness of No Life, Dusk Chengxue, Ferry Sea, Lonely Crane, Chu Renmad and others, although their status is not low, they all can't control Yan Lan's name.

The broken ruler took a deep breath, as if he had expected it, and his mood was better than others.

The Untrue Immortal shook his head with a smile, his eyes flickering with a warm glow.

As for Fan Lan, Nan Tuotian, Peng Shan, Fang Chengwang, Gou Mu and others, they were even more excited and emotional, and at this moment, Yan Lan's image in their minds was even more like a god and a saint, almost immortal.

Yan Lan is not dead, some people are ecstatic, and naturally some people are shocked and sad.

"Smack......

The teacup in Wan Huichou's hand fell to the ground, and it was shattered immediately, and the fragrant tea splashed everywhere, even splashing the hem of his clothes, and he didn't care.

Wan Huichou said in shock: "How is it possible, how can Yan Lan not die? Under the umbrella of the mixed Yuan Qiankun, the cultivator of the second realm will definitely die, how can he not die? Could it be that he is already a great power of the Anti-Heaven Nirvana Realm? Impossible, completely impossible, even if the old man believes that he has a strange treasure protective body coveted by the power of the Anti-Heaven Nirvana Realm, he does not believe that his cultivation has already stepped into the Anti-Heaven Nirvana Realm. ”

Qing Zhugong's smile instantly froze on his face, and the laughter and surprise fused together, like the finest minced meat kneaded in the soil, looking extremely embarrassing and ridiculous.

Jian Fei Immortal and Witch Refining Heaven were like being struck by lightning, and their bodies stiffened.

A moment ago, the two of them were still fantasizing about how to celebrate Yan Lan's death.

At this moment, Yan Lan's appearance completely shattered their beautiful dreams.

Jian Feixian muttered: "The old man's feeling is right, this little bastard can't die easily at all, but now it seems that only the real power of the Heaven Defiance Nirvana Realm can kill this son." ”

Refining Wu Tian's body trembled slightly: "Yan Lan's strength is beyond imagination, Yan Lan is not dead today, we are not far from the end." ”

Jian Feixian said coldly: "I'm waiting for the elder of the Great Pavilion, no matter how crazy Yan Lan is, he doesn't dare to openly kill us, otherwise the Dan League and the Sword Alliance will definitely not give up." Any move by Yan Lan may trigger a war between the three alliances. ”

Steward Lun was so frightened that he took three steps back, and then his face twisted.

Qinglaifeng was even more like five thunderbolts, his heart was raging, his mouth kept trembling up and down, and he said incoherently: "Yan ...... Yan Lan doesn't die, he doesn't die, how can I live? How can I live? No, he must die, he must die......"

The old gambler Tao Dutu was just ready to say hello to Wanhuichou, and by the way, he pulled the relationship.

But at this moment, Tao Du's fat body instantly sat on the ground, staring at Yan Lan with desperate eyes, and howled miserably: "Spirit stones, my spirit stones, my more than 800 million spirit stones, that's my entire net worth, it's over, how can I live in the future." Yan Lan, you pay me the spirit stone......"

Tao Dutu's expression suddenly distorted, and as soon as he jumped up, he was about to rush towards Yan Lan.

A force erupted from the beast, like a sharp arrow shooting at the birds in the sky.

"Uh......"

With another terrible howl, he fell from mid-air.

The monks were far away from the earth, and no one helped him up, not even anyone to help him speak.

Everyone looked at the pottery with disgust.

"Money-obsessed, dare to do it at this time, it's like looking for death!"

"This guy didn't do anything good on weekdays, and now he finally got his retribution. ”

“......”

The monks near the pottery soil mocked and insulted one after another.

Tao Dutu's face was pale, lying flat on the ground, although the injury was not fatal, but he no longer had the strength to cry, so he had to stare at the sky with his eyes, and all thoughts were lost.

The Sky Tribulation Sword raised his gaze and looked at Yan Lan from afar, with a complicated expression.

Mu Rongguang was shocked, the void retreated, and muttered: "Impossible, Yan Lan can't live?" At that moment, I obviously saw him being swallowed by the Mixed Yuan Qiankun Umbrella. Even if he doesn't die for the time being, he should be sealed by the Mixed Yuan Qiankun Umbrella. ”