Ling tripod

Chu Yan's faint words rang in the ears of Jin Lao and Yin Lao.

After hearing the news, the Ghost Bone Demon General and Hei Niu flew into the sky and floated on both sides of Chu Yan.

Elder Jin and Elder Yin were also startled. When they looked up, they saw a fiery red dragon-shaped flying boat floating in the air. Among them, a young man in white clothes looked at them with a faint smile.

Chu Yan tugged on the prison dragon rope in his hand, and Yan Yumeng behind him was pulled out.

At this time, Yan Yumeng was tightly wrapped in a long gown, with a look of extreme anger on his face. At the same time, the golden elixir in his dantian was frozen, and he no longer had the slightest ability to resist.

"Lord Saint!"

"Boy, if you dare to hurt a hair of the Saint, I will tear you alive!"

When Elder Jin and Elder Yin saw the scene in front of them, they immediately shouted.

At the same time, they were extremely shocked. The two of them knew the Saint's methods. All of her methods were combined. Even if neither of them was an opponent, how could they lose to a kid at the second level of the Golden Core stage? Where did this kid come from?

"Whoosh!"

Under Chu Yan's control, an ice blade was pressed against Yan Yumeng's throat. As long as Chu Yan's thoughts moved, Yan Yumeng would die!

"You, boy, stop it!"

"Boy, do you really want to die?"

Old Jin and Old Yin said angrily again.

Chu Yan sneered: "Have you two old guys not figured out the situation? Now you, the extremely important saint, are in my hands. If I want her to die, no one can stop me. Are you threatening me? Did I kill her?"

"Boy, what do you really want?"

"Little friend, don't play with fire. If something happens to the Holy Lady, there will be no place for you in Yuzhou!"

Elder Jin and Elder Yin were also a little scared at this time. The saint's status in the sect was only lower than that of the sect master. If something really happened and the sect master got angry, they would definitely die.

"Your tone is still very tyrannical. It seems that you don't care much about the life and death of this saint! So I will kill her to sacrifice for Shannan City!"

Chu Yan sneered, and the ice blade sank slightly into Yan Yumeng's white skin, and a trace of blood flowed down.

"No, no, as long as you promise to release the Saint, any condition is fine!"

Seeing that Chu Yan really dared to kill him, Mr. Jin immediately softened his tone.

"My little friend, as long as you let the saint go and withdraw from this matter, once Shannan City is captured, all the wealth in the city will belong to you!"

Yin Lao also immediately harmonized.

The temptation he mentioned is not small. All the wealth in Shannan City combined would be such a huge sum of money.

However, such a calculation to deceive children is a bit ridiculous to Chu Yan, who has been tempered for many years.

"Playing tricks, you two old guys are still far behind. Stop talking nonsense and tell those hundreds of golden elixirs to stop! Come with me to Shannan City!"

Chu Yan smiled faintly, looked at the gloomy expressions of Old Jin and Old Yin and said again: "Of course, you don't have to listen, and then prepare a good coffin to collect the body of this saintly lady!"

"Boy, you are so cruel!"

Jin Lao's expression changed and he said unwillingly.

far away.

Although Ximen Feiniao is powerful, the more than one hundred golden elixirs in Fengyan Pavilion are not weak. At this time, twelve of the twenty golden elixir late cultivators brought by Ximen Feiniao have been killed, and only eight people are left with Ximen Feiniao. Surrounded by more than a hundred Jindan.

"Hoo ho!"

Ximen Feiniao looked pale, breathing heavily, and his left arm hung on his shoulder, as if it had been crippled.

Although he has the strength of the Great Perfection of Infant Tribulation, more than a hundred Jindan cultivators on the other side just used a formation to besiege his side.

That formation was really weird and bewildering. Even Ximen Feiniao was so powerful that he was beguiled by beauty. Although he woke up at the last moment, he was still seriously injured, and everyone on his side also suffered heavy losses.

At this time, hundreds of golden elixirs were all wearing tulle and dancing around the eight Ximen Feiniao people. The atmosphere was charming and fragrant for a while. Although they knew that the other party was using the art of confusion, their heads were getting more and more... Dizzy, actually want to indulge in it.

Ximen Feiniao was like this, and the eight Jindan subordinates were even more unbearable, and each of them was completely unable to extricate themselves.

More than a hundred female cultivators at the golden elixir stage kept approaching with their postures, and their murderous intent became more and more intense!

Ximen Feiniao was already desperate, and at this moment:

"The saint is in their hands, come back quickly, don't be obsessed with fighting anymore!"

Elder Yin's message rang in the ears of more than a hundred Jindan.

The expressions of more than a hundred female Jindan Demon Cultivators changed, and a look of unwillingness flashed across their faces. They quickly put on their armor and returned quickly.

"Wake up, wake up everyone!"

Ximen Feiniao let out a big breath. As soon as the formation disappeared, the pressure was gone, and he immediately shouted to the only eight men left around him.

"Beauty, me, what's wrong?"

"Oops, we must have fallen into a formation just now!"

"Where are the demon cultivators!"

…

The eight golden elixir cultivators woke up from a dream and exclaimed one after another.

What's going on?

Ximen Feiniao thought to himself, why did he suddenly retreat when the other side clearly had the advantage and was about to kill everyone on his side? Could it be...

"The prey has been obtained, come back!"

Suddenly Chu Yan's voice sounded in Ximen Feiniao's ears.

"Okay, okay, haha!"

Ximen Feiniao laughed and immediately rushed towards Chu Yan with eight Jindan cultivators.

After a while.

"Mr. Jin, Mr. Yin, take these guys and retreat outside the fifth outer city. I will give you an explanation later!"

Chu Yan looked at the more than a hundred Jindan and the two masters of gold and silver who were gnashing their teeth in front of them.

"Lao Jin, Lao Yin, don't worry about me, give me the order to attack... uh uh..."

"You talk too much!"

Chu Yan casually called a ball of cloth to pop into Yan Yumeng's mouth. He looked at Mr. Jin and the others and said again: "It's okay not to retreat. You know the consequences!"

"I didn't expect that we would be defeated at the hands of a young boy. Saint, don't worry, this boy doesn't dare to do anything to you. Let's retreat!"

Aunt Wu stood up with a cold voice. It was she who was leading the charming formation of more than a hundred golden elixir cultivators.

"Very good, I like to deal with smart people!"

Chu Yan smiled faintly, and then said to Ximen Feiniao beside him: "City Lord Ximen, who did that arm of yours?"

"That's the witch!"

Ximen Feiniao was so angry that he stared at Nanny Wu.

"Oh, so!"

Chu Yan smiled faintly, and the Ice Soul Sword came out with lightning skills, directly cutting off one of Nanny Wu's arms, causing blood to flow freely.

"Charge some interest and get out!"

Chu Yan's voice became extremely cold.

"Boy, you're being cruel. If the Holy Lady is damaged in the slightest, you will be responsible for the consequences. Let's go!"

Mother Wu looked extremely pale, covering her bloody shoulder and said coldly.

Unwilling to be contented, more than a hundred Jindan and Nanny Wu quickly retreated.

This guy is really a character!

Ximen Feiniao sighed in his heart, this kind of courage, means, and courage are definitely not something ordinary people can possess.

"Lord Ximen, it's time for us to end this!"

"good!"

Ximen Feiniao laughed.

The dragon feather boat turned into a giant twelve-meter-long flying boat. Everyone boarded the flying boat. Two huge fiery red dragon wings flapped suddenly and flew towards the interior of Shannan City at high speed.

In the third outer city of Shannan City.

"kill!"

"Kill them!"

"Blast the formation to pieces!"

"I'm angry!"

…

More than 20,000 demon cultivators from Fengyan Pavilion have already reached a fierce battle with the Shannan City soldiers guarding the Second Outer City.

"Boom boom boom!"

The light of the defensive mask on the Second Outer City has dimmed to the extreme. With Shannan City's current strength, once the defensive mask is forced, the Second Outer City will definitely fall and Shannan City will not be saved!

"Bang!"

More than ten fire and thunder talisman balls exploded on the defensive light shield. The almost collapsed defensive light shield was finally unable to withstand it anymore and suddenly collapsed...

It’s over!

The general who defended the city collapsed directly on the ground, his face pale.

"The formation is broken, kill!"

"Kill!"

"Take their heads!"

…

The demon cultivators of Fengyan Pavilion were overjoyed and rushed towards the city wall.

Right now!

"boom!"

A violent noise sounded from behind, and the ground shook violently!

All the demon cultivators were shaken and turned around at the same time. They saw a giant black stick that was as thick as a water tank and a hundred meters long descending from the air. Under this stick, there were hundreds of Fengyan Pavilion cultivators. Lost his life.

At the same time, a cold voice sounded in everyone's ears:

"If you don't want to collect the body of your saint, just stop it!"

Everyone looked at the flying boat in the sky that was more than twenty long and looked like the incarnation of a fire dragon.

At the front of the flying boat, there was a young man in white clothes, Sheng Xue. His right hand turned into a giant white bone palm, and the giant stick that was more than a hundred meters long and as thick as a water tank was tightly held in his hand.

Is this guy still human?

Everyone was shocked, but the next moment, their eyes nearly popped out.

I saw that the saint who had always been aloof and looked down on all living beings was actually being led by a rope by the young man in white!

And the saint girl was actually wrapped in a white shirt, and the clothes were obviously men's clothes. This...

Everyone's heads turned ninety-nine and eighty-one times, and all kinds of conjectures came to mind for a while!