"Boy, you dare to kill me. I am a direct disciple of Yuhua Palace in the Great Jin Kingdom. If you kill me, I will not let you go." Fang Yan's own magical power of the volcano came, and just one blow. Although his body protection power was not broken, the fierce countershock force shocked him to rush his blood. Even without the constraints of the fake immortal weapon binding immortal rope, he could not use the escape technique to escape from this place. He could not help but threaten Fang Yan. The Great Song Kingdom is a lower-ninth-grade cultivation country, so he definitely did not dare to offend him Yuhua Palace.

"Yuhua Palace, I have never heard of it. If you die, you will die. No one will doubt the young master. You can go on the road with peace of mind!" Fang Yan sneered when he heard this, and then another volcanic rage blasted towards the other party's head.

"Go to die!"

Qin Yu didn't expect Fang Yan to be so unscrupulous. He knew that he was from Yuhua Palace and dared to take action. You know that the Yuhua Palace where he was is a peak force in the fifth grade. There are strong people in the late stage of the magic power realm in the sect, which is much stronger than some lower-grade cultivators. Seeing that the language could not threaten the other party, he knew that the other party was a ruthless character, so he shouted loudly, opened his mouth and squirted, and a mouthful of essence and blood flew out of his mouth, directly attacking Fang Yan's face.

"puff!"

Fang Yan raised his fist to greet him, blocking the red light from the lightning. He immediately discovered that although he had avoided the vital points between his eyebrows, there was a ferocious blood hole in his fist.

"The soul is out of body."

Fang Yan was injured in his palm and his attack immediately slowed down. Qin Yu shouted lightly, and then a ball of black gas flew out from his eyebrows.

"Go to die!" Fang Yan shouted loudly. The fury of the volcano invented his own magical power was exerted. With a bang, Qin Yu's head immediately exploded. He killed Qin Yu, which was surprisingly smooth.

"Hey, why is there no system prompt sound?" Fang Yan found an abnormality. Qin Yu was bombarded by him. At this moment, the system prompt sound should have sounded, prompting him to kill the enemy!

"Boy, escape there, die for Master Tiger!" The Dark Night Demon Tiger saw a wisp of black air overflowing from the immortal rope. He knew that things had changed, and immediately shouted loudly and opened a huge mouthful. Then a mouthful of immortal flames flew out, attacking the wisp of empty black air.

"ah!"

The black gas was hit by the black Immortal Flame, and then a scream broke out. The scream stopped abruptly. Then, the cold system prompt sound was in Fang Yan's mind. Fang Yan had 40,000 more merit points, and the merit points obtained by the spiritual pet to kill the enemy was reduced by half. Qin Yu was finally killed by the dark night demon tiger Xiaohei.

"I finally killed this guy. If it weren't for the Immortal Boundary Scout, this god-defying thing. Otherwise, it would have been unrealistic to kill this person. I wonder if Xiaohua and the others have finished the battle, and what happened to Song Ye. I must hurry back and take a look." Fang Yan took Qin Yu's Qiankun storage bag, and the dark night demon tiger Xiao Hei threw out a fireball, and Qin Yu's body turned into ashes. Fang Yan led Xiao Hei to the way he came.

When Xiao Hei and Fang Yan entered the battle, the remaining cultivator in the late Yin-Yang realm was still fighting with Xiaohua. Song Yun was injured, his sternum was pierced, and his combat effectiveness was lost. He did not continue to join the battle, but was doing his best to rescue Song Ye and Princess Qianqian.

"How is Song Ye? It's nothing big!" The little flower of the sky-shaking beast urged the measuring ruler, and a green light hit the powerful man in the late Yin and Yang realm, interrupting the opponent's escape technique. Fang Yan returned and did not join the battle immediately, but walked to Song Yun and asked at Song Yun.

"The old fourteen was injured too seriously. He was injured in the origin. He fell asleep at this moment. He had top-level pills. He would not recover without more than ten days." Song Yun saw Fang Yan ask, and quickly replied.

"Then Princess Qianqian, his injury is not in trouble!" Fang Yan saw Princess Qianqian meditating with her eyes closed and knew that he was not seriously injured, but he still asked.

"Qianqian is not as injured as the 14th level of the old man. She is healing at this moment and can recover in at most two or three days." The seventh prince Song Yun couldn't help but reply when he heard this.

"As long as you don't have any worries about your life, it's not the time to speak, I'll get rid of the remaining one." Fang Yan couldn't help but say when he heard this.

"Bind me the Immortal Bound Rope." Xiao Hei sacrificed his fake Immortal Bound Rope and shouted loudly. While the late Yin-Yang Realm cultivator was swept by the green light of the measuring ruler, the magic power in his body was not interrupted and the magic could not be displayed. The Immortal Bound Rope flew out like a dragon, and instantly tied the Yin-Yang Realm cultivator tightly.

"I'm fighting with you." The late-stage cultivator in the Yin-Yang Realm was tied up by a rope of immortals. He knew that he was doomed today, and a fierce light flashed in his eyes. He planned to self-destruct and die with the enemy.

"If you want to self-destruct, do you still have a chance?" Xiaohua, the Xiaohua of the Sky, roared when she saw this, and then a green light burst out from the pseudo-immortal instrument measuring ruler. Suddenly, the self-destruction of the late Yin-Yang Realm cultivator was interrupted.

"Since you like self-destruction so much, I will blow you up." Seeing this, Fang Yan knew that his chance had come, and immediately shouted. Then, the wrath of the self-created magical power volcano was instantly blasted out and attacked the other party's head.

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, the monk in the Yin-Yang realm was very unlucky. He was swept by the green light of the measuring ruler. He had breathing skills and could not use the magic power in his body. Under the attack of Fang Yan's own magical power, his head exploded into a blood mist.

"It's finally purified." The cold system prompt sound rang in Fang Yan's mind. The last Yin-Yang Realm cultivator was killed. Fang Yan breathed a sigh of relief. Then, he sat down to the ground.

In this battle, he was the absolute main force, and he almost lost his strength. After collecting the spoils on the ground, he took out a life and death crystal and began to sit cross-legged and restore his strength. Xiao Hei and Xiao Hua were responsible for protecting the Dharma.

An hour later, Fang Yan opened his closed eyes and felt his physical condition. The injuries on his body had recovered. Even when he was facing a strong enemy, he was confident enough to deal with it.

"Song Ye, how are you recovering?" After Fang Yan's cultivation, Song Ye woke up from his coma and couldn't help but say.

"It's really thanks to you this time. If it weren't for you, I would really have to explain it here today." Song Ye smiled at Fang Yan when he heard this, but his smile seemed so pale and powerless, obviously he had not recovered yet.

"What are you doing when you say this? It's better to hurry up and take a rest. We have to stay here for nearly a year." Fang Yan couldn't help but smile when he heard this.

While speaking, Fang Yan took out Qin Yu and his group's Qiankun storage bag, and he was counting the spoils.

"Haha... this time it's really developed. There are so many life and death mysterious crystals, and so many magic weapon spiritual crystals. These guys must have snatched a lot of people." After counting the goods in the Qiankun storage bag, Fang Yan couldn't help laughing. (To be continued)
Chapter completed!