As everyone approached, their eyes glanced at Yan Lan and the others.

"That's old man Qinghong, this guy is from the Tiangang Sect!"

"I didn't expect that the immortal fetus would be snatched away by the Tiangang Sect. Hehe, the little Tiangang Sect has such a rare treasure. I'm afraid it will end in chaos and not end well."

"The talents of the two little guys at the third-evolution Nascent Soul stage are really amazing, but they are nothing to be afraid of. On the contrary, the old man Qinghong, whose cultivation level is close to the seventh-evolution Nascent Soul stage, and the old guy Qingyu, whose cultivation level is also up to six

In the Yan Yuanying stage, these two are ruthless characters."

Although there were many hot-headed guys, there were also some people who knew how powerful he was, but because of the large number of people, they also surrounded him. They didn't believe that no matter how powerful Qinghong was, he dared to attack so many monks.

Hu Qing and Hu Zhong realized that Yan Lan was surrounded and that their lives were saved by Yan Lan. Although they were surrounded by powerful enemies, they were still filled with indignation and immediately rushed to support Yan Lan, but were held back by the elders of the Hu clan.

"Let's wait and see what happens. Rushing now will only add fuel to the fire. Once the situation gets out of control, we old guys will risk our lives and save Yan Lan."

Among the Tiger Clan, a thin old man who looked the oldest said that after all, Yan Lan was related to the whereabouts of His Highness the Tiger Clan, and based on this alone, he would not let Yan Lan die easily.

Beside the lean old man, a younger old man and three middle-aged monks also nodded in agreement.

The tiger was light and the tiger was heavy, so he had to suppress his impulse and watched the situation change from afar with gritted teeth.

Qinghong watched as hundreds of people gathered around him, and there were thousands of people watching him from a distance. Although his cultivation level was higher than most of the people present, there were too many people waiting, and ants could kill an elephant. Besides, there were still so many people waiting.

There were two juniors who needed protection, so they immediately took two steps forward, cupped their hands and said: "Everyone, please don't be deceived by others. You will lose your life in vain and take advantage of those who deceive the public with their evil words."

"Bah, we were not deceived by others, but by the temptation of the fairy fetus. Those who know the truth will hand over the fairy fetus, lest the skin and flesh be torn apart, and we die on the spot."

"Yes, yes, yes, hand over the fairy fetus, otherwise we will have to work together to force the price of handing over the fairy fetus, which will not be so comfortable."

"..."

Everyone stopped ten feet away, waving their magic weapons and shouting one after another.

Yan Lan curled her lips, raised her head and said, "Everyone, how can you be so sure that I got the immortal fetus?"

"Damn it, you little brat, do you think we are fools? It's already the fourth fucking day, and in the entire forest, you two are the only ones who came out safe and sound. Where are the others?"

"Yes, where are the others? How could there be thunder and lightning in Ziyuan Mountain? Why did Ziyuan Mountain collapse just now? If you can't answer these questions, we will assume that you have stolen the fairy fetus."

"Tell me quickly, we have so many forces and sent thousands of people in, why are you two the only ones coming out?"

"..."

Everyone started making noise again. One was that they were really curious about what happened in the forest; the other was that the monks sent by their family were afraid of a narrow escape, and they had resentments in their hearts and had nowhere to vent, so they just took it out on Yanlan; the third was that the fairy fetus was a treasure,

Everyone wants to take it for themselves, and their greed makes everyone feel uncomfortable.

Qinghong and Qingyu also frowned slightly. They were actually curious about what happened at the foot of Ziyuan Mountain.

Yan Lan smiled coldly and said: "Lei Wei and Shantai, do you think I can do it with my cultivation? That is naturally the method of the Xian family. As for the people you sent in, I'm sorry to tell you, no need

Wait, they will never come out. However, except for a few nameless people who were killed by me, the life and death of the rest have nothing to do with me. I am not that capable to kill everyone who enters the forest.

The monk."

As Yan Lan spoke, his keen thunder soul power swept through everyone, and he realized that among the thousands of people, nearly 10% of the monks had reached the Yuanying stage. In other words, there were hundreds of Yuanying stage monks present.

.Although most of the cultivation is concentrated in the realm of the first and second realms, with hundreds of people united, even the monks of the seventh realm of Nascent Soul can only avoid the sharp edges if they don't have overbearing and unparalleled means.

What's more, there are actually several monks among them whose cultivation has reached the realm of the fifth or even sixth-evolution Nascent Soul stage.

These people are all leaders of a sect or powerful elders. They all have some trump cards and their strength cannot be underestimated.

After all, when the Immortal Fetus was born, the entire Eastern Region of the Frost Kingdom, as well as some large and small forces in other areas of the Frost Kingdom, mobilized some forces, including a few large sects. Of course, the heads of these sects would not come in person, but they would definitely send out their strength.

The outstanding elders support the scene.

"Then the fairy fetus was won by you, tell me honestly!" Many people in the crowd shouted angrily, as if the fairy fetus should not have been obtained by Yan Lan.

Yan Lan frowned and said: "So what if it is, so what if it is not. Could it be that in the past, when someone won the Immortal Fetus and came out of the Purple Forest, they also encountered such a besieged formation?"

A middle-aged monk with a sly eyebrow said disdainfully: "In the past, the immortal fetuses were obtained by the disciples of the major sects, so naturally no one dared to get involved. Now you are a disciple of the Tiangang Sect, and the Tiangang Sect is nothing. It is just the Eastern Region of the Frost Kingdom.

It’s just a second-rate sect. Therefore, you can’t blame anyone else for being treated like this today. You can only blame the Tiangang Sect for being too weak to protect you.”

When Yan Lan heard the words "Tiangang Sect is nothing", a sharp light flashed in his eyes. Insulting Tiangang Sect is far more dangerous than insulting him. Tiangang Sect is the Qingxuan Master Sect, how can it be allowed to be slandered by others.

"I see, do you all think so?"

Yan Lan's voice became colder and colder, and she became more disgusted with the ugly faces of everyone in front of her.

"The weak eat the strong. This is the law of nature and the rule of the world of cultivation. It's just a young boy like you who doesn't understand."

The thief-looking middle-aged monk shouted arrogantly, causing everyone around him to nod in agreement.

"Does the weak eat the strong?"

Yan Lan chanted coldly, looking at the middle-aged monk in the second-generation Nascent Soul stage in front of him, a cold light flashed in his eyes, the power of the thunder soul turned into a thin light, directed towards his spiritual core, and then his right hand turned into a claw, and his body became violent.

Move and grab the man's neck.

The thief-looking middle-aged monk felt his soul go into a trance, and a hand appeared on his neck, pinching him tightly, and he was alive and dead in an instant.

"Is this the law of the jungle?" Yan Lan yelled, her voice like thunder.

The middle-aged monk struggled hard and found that his spiritual energy seemed to be blocked. No matter how he mobilized it, it could not function even half a minute. He was suddenly frightened and wanted to speak, but unfortunately his neck was pinched by Yan Lan and he could not make a sound, so he had to bab

He was babbling and dancing, his face turned red.

The people around him were horrified, and they immediately stepped back and looked at the evil-looking Yan Lan. They were all silent for a moment. The monks in the second stage of Nascent Soul stage had no power to resist in front of this young man. Most of them

His cultivation level is not as good as that of the middle-aged monk in the second-generation Nascent Soul stage in front of him.

"Sure enough, this is the law of the jungle. I am stronger, and you don't even dare to fart."

Yan Lan smiled disdainfully, raised an angry eyebrow, and shot out a Nether Blade from his palm, instantly turning the middle-aged monk in front of him into an empty corpse.

As soon as he loosened his grip, the middle-aged monk collapsed to the ground, his body twisted and piled together, looking extremely terrifying.

"This kid loves evil and strange skills. When did Tiangang Sect have such evil skills?"

"Yes, Tiangang Sect is known as a famous and upright sect, how can it have such sinister techniques?"

"Could this kid be a spy from the Demon Sect?"

"..."

Several monks who seemed to be very familiar with Tiangang Sect chanted in a low voice.

Yan Lan sneered and shouted loudly: "I have seen shameless people, but I have never seen anyone as shameless as you. I should let you know all the details and methods of a decent family, and there shouldn't be any

Severe means. You all bullied me, do I still want to talk about music, chess, calligraphy and painting with him?"

When Qing Hong heard this, he smiled half-heartedly. Yan Lan's behavior was too domineering and cruel, not like the righteous style, but he felt particularly comfortable seeing it at the moment.

"The right way of doing things is to be beaten ten times before you can fight back? Should you let others strike first and then wait until you are beaten to a pulp before you can fight back?"

Qinghong smiled lowly, and immediately abandoned these pedantic and stupid thoughts in his heart, and cast an appreciative look at Yan Lan.

"Anyone else who thinks that weak meat can be eaten by the strong should stand up. I, Yan Lan, will have a discussion with him today about the principle of weak meat being eaten by the strong."

Yan Lan's voice, full of strong provocation, echoed in the ears of thousands of monks.
Chapter completed!