"Bold, be rude!"

Qing Yan, wearing a Taoist robe, looked at the two companions lying at Fun Xiaonan's feet, and Zhang Tianyu who was falling in Zhang Tianyin's hands, and shouted angrily; at the same time, a sword in his hand raised and he was about to pounce on Fun Xiaonan.

"Be careful!" Another female spiritual messenger next to him changed his face and grabbed Qingyan.

After being pulled like this by others, Qingyan came to his senses and looked at the lazy imitation Xiaonan opposite him, and finally realized that a faint sense of horror and alert flashed through his eyes, which had originally been rising with anger.

An elder of a sect next to him finally found an opportunity, came forward and explained the situation.

It was heard that all three of them were taken down by Fu Xiaonan alone, and Qingyan instantly changed color.

"You... we three spiritual envoys were seriously injured and fell into the enemy's hands. Are you watching like this?" Qingyan looked at the three of them with a cold face and said in a cold voice.

The three elders next to him smiled bitterly and quickly explained: "The Qingyan envoy, it's not that I can't help you, but I just didn't have time!"

Qingyan snorted coldly, and his heart was even more shocked. He knew that these three people should not lie, but they didn't even have time to rescue them. Who is the person in front of him? Why is he so powerful?

"The envoy of Qingyan, this person is imitating Xiaonan!" An elder next to him just rightly explained the confusion of the three spiritual envoys.

"Imitation Xiaonan? He is imitation Xiaonan?" The three of them were shocked again, looking at the imitation Xiaonan in front of them, with a look of astonishment.

Qingyan looked at the elder next to him in shock and said, "Isn't Fun Xiaonan dead? How could he get along with Luohun Cliff?"

"I don't know if I wait!" The elder shook his head and smiled helplessly: "But he is indeed good!"

Upon hearing this, Qingyan's eyes were slightly cold. He looked at Fun Xiaonan opposite him and said coldly: "Okay, it turns out that this guy has already colluded with the evil cultivator. No wonder he dared to attack me spiritual cultivator so hard!"

"Haha..." Xiaonan, who was on the other side, had a bright eye, and he just chuckled faintly.

"Sure enough, I dare to take such a heavy hand on our spiritual envoys!" Seeing the other party's contemptuous look, Qingyan's eyes cold, took a deep breath, sneered in a cold voice, and said, "Okay, since our people are in your hands, let's talk!"

Looking behind him, Qingyan looked at Fun Xiaonan and said in a cold voice: "Now we have nine spiritual realms and twelve Vajra realms, you only have three spiritual realms and five Vajra realms; otherwise, if you hand over the three of them back, today's affairs will be temporarily resolved! We can calculate this account in the future!"

"Ha... your plan is a perfect match!"

Fun Xiaonan yawned lazily, with a lazy smile on his lips, and said, "A lot of you are here to attack Luohun Cliff, what's the point?"

Listening to Fun Xiaonan's words, Qingyan narrowed his eyes, and suddenly his eyes were filled with cold light, and he smiled coldly: "Okay, okay! I have been in the world for so long, and this is the first time I have heard someone dare to talk to me like this! My Tianmeng has never been threatened by evil cultivators. You are going to bury him three of you!"

"Everyone is ready!" Qingyan raised the peach wood sword in his hand, and held a Taoist talisman in his hand, and said in a cold voice: "No one left!"

Seeing Qingyan raise his sword and order, the two spiritual envoys behind him looked cold at this moment, and a Taoist talisman appeared in his hand, and he was about to smash it towards Xiaonan and others on the opposite side.

The Tianmeng has been fighting with the evil cultivator for thousands of years, and has long been accustomed to the evil cultivator's various vulgar methods. In order to suffer less losses, he directly developed this habit of fighting at any time; even if his companions are in the hands of the other party, if they cannot reach an agreement, they will fight to the death directly.

Qingyan's decision was in line with the rules of conduct of Tianmeng, so it was not taboo that Zhang Tianyu and the other two died, and someone would cause trouble in the future. It was just because they were not good at studying their own skills and were not lucky.

But at this moment, everyone saw Fun Xiaonan on the opposite side suddenly looking at his home, with a strange look on his face, and a strong look of alertness appeared in his bright eyes. In his originally empty hands, there was a simple single-finger sword with a narrow, long and thick back; but this alertness seemed to be not aimed at them.

Qingyan, who was standing in front, suddenly changed his face. The Taoist talisman in his hand not only did not hit Fun Xiaonan, but instead hit behind him with his back hand.

At this moment, the talismans had just burst out with their inspiration and had not yet been formed, and they heard two screams from behind.

The elders of the sect behind also reacted very quickly. They turned cold and waved their swords backwards and attacked the rear.

But at this time it seemed that it was a little late, and another scream was heard. A disciple standing behind the Vajra Realm suddenly had a blue-gray hidden golden claw on his chest.

Above the claws, a heart as big as a fist, was beating "bangdongdongdongdongdongdongdongdong".

Then the paw flashed away, leaving only the Vajra disciple who opened his mouth and then threw himself to the ground.

Next to him, there were two other people lying on their chest and back, and a blood hole the size of a fist was constantly emitting blood.

Several fire spirit talismans exploded. In the middle of the dark tomb passage, a ferocious zombie covered in iron armor and golden in gray skin was holding an iron spear, with blood red eyes, chewing the heart that had just been dug out. The corners of the mouth were covered with blood, which was extremely terrifying.

"Golden Armored Corpse!"

Everyone exclaimed, and took several steps back in horror and gathered together. Even the Fun Xiaonan behind him didn't care about it. They set up a defensive formation and stared at the golden armored corpse opposite.

Zhang Tianyin and others behind him also changed their faces when they looked at the golden-armored corpse. Although there were people from the spiritual world in front of him, they all quickly gathered behind Fang Xiaonan.

This is a golden armored corpse with a strength comparable to that of magical powers. If it is not good in this tomb path, it is a situation of death.

“Hehehehehe…”

The golden armored corpse looked at the people in front of them with fierce eyes. The laughter in their mouths was as sharp as steel and stone mills, and the coldness was so cold that it made people feel cold. In the distance, the roars of some zombies gradually came, obviously being summoned by the golden armored corpse and began to gather here.

Qingyan and his men looked at the golden armored corpse standing in the dark, and a trace of fear flashed in their eyes.

"Don't be confused by everyone. The elder of the Vajra Realm is defending the outside world, and the Taoist talismans on his body are ready; if it attacks, don't save it!" Qingyan shouted sternly behind.

With Qingyan drinking like this, the originally chaotic situation stabilized slightly.

"Fantasi Xiaonan, today's affairs have ended here for the time being. Let's join forces to fight out first!" Seeing that the formation was stable, Qingyan breathed a little relieved, turned to look at Fantasi Xiaonan behind him, and said unwillingly.
Chapter completed!