"I knew that this kind of secret technique would never last long!
This guy is seeking his own destruction!"
Xu Muran's face showed excitement.
At this moment, he wanted to put his hands on his hips and throw his head back and laugh wildly.
The Gate of Hell can stop this rolling tide of corpses. In Xu Muran's eyes, this is the secret technique of burning the source of life.
Since it comes at the expense of life, it naturally cannot be used for too long.
Chu Yan's performance at this moment just confirmed Xu Muran's guess, which further made him more confident in his judgment.
"This is the best opportunity to kill Chu Yan and his henchmen!"
Xu Muran raised his head and tried his best to look into the distance.
It has to be said that Chu Yan's Gate of Hell is indeed so powerful that it can scare people.
At this moment, nearly one-third of the corpses rushing down from the Immortal Steps were swallowed up by the Gate of Hell.
At this time, Xu Muran could already see the unimpeded path to the Immortal Climb within the passage.
Xu Muran saw it, and other monks at the scene also saw it.
Their eyes were switching back and forth between the zombie tide and the gate of hell at this moment.
"Kill Chu Yan, and the remaining zombies will be nothing to mention in front of so many monks like us!" Xu Muran sneered and shouted loudly.
Among the crowd, someone immediately responded.
Although Chu Yan's strength is extraordinary, and although the tide of corpses is also dangerous, it is not a problem in the face of huge rewards and immortal fate!
What's more important is that even monks have a herd reaction.
Once someone took the lead to rush forward and wanted to take the lead, the monks who were still hesitating and watching immediately followed.
They scrambled one by one, fearing that others would take away their immortality, and in the end they couldn't even drink a sip of soup.
"These bastards!" Seeing this, Lin Miaoran gritted her teeth and cursed.
At this time, she was considered to be the one who barely had any fighting strength among those who had fallen.
Besides that, there is the puppet in black.
But just relying on the two of them, it is impossible to stop these thousands of monks.
But Chu Yan had no time to care about him at this time.
At this moment, if Chu Yan even relaxes his control over the Gate of Hell, everyone behind him will be in disaster.
"Chu Yan, you are really going to die this time!" Xu Muran jumped into the crowd.
He is very cunning.
Although he felt that Chu Yan could not be distracted at the moment, Lin Miaoran and others could not pose any threat.
But Xu Muran just didn't want to rush to the front.
What if there is an eventuality?
That's what he's worried about.
As for Xu Mulan, if he falls behind others and climbs the ladder of immortality, he has nothing to be afraid of.
It's something that Ziwei Sect is interested in. How could it be your turn to get your hands on it!
The fact that you can be used by me is because of the high incense burned in the ancestral graves.
The rushing monks were getting closer and closer.
Although some of them were killed by Yingjun and Chu Yan in the chaos, in fact, the number of those monks was less than one-tenth compared to the total number.
While Lin Miaoran and the others were trapped in the tide of corpses and fought hard, these monks were watching from the outside and recharging their energy.
So overall, their status has hardly been affected at all.
If Lin Miaoran and the puppets in black tried to stop this group of people, it would be like an ant trying to stop a running rhinoceros. It would be impossible.
At this time, several monks who were rushing to the front had already arrived in front of Lin Miaoran and others.
They were the first to respond to Xu Muran's order.
Because he is the most responsive, he is one step ahead of others.
The other monks were still a few hundred feet away from them, but they had already arrived in front of Lin Miaoran.
"Smelly woman, get out of here!"
A sharp-mouthed monk let out a loud shout and swept a chain towards Lin Miaoran in his hand.
Although the chain is only as thick as a finger, when it passes by in mid-air, it gives people an extremely heavy and thick feeling, like a moving hill.
"Zhan Ying Qing Immortal Palm!"
Lin Miaoran's eyes narrowed slightly and she clapped her palm.
Although the spiritual energy was almost exhausted before, the pure jade body was not comparable to that of monks with ordinary qualifications.
It was as if a gust of breeze had blown through the scene, keeping my face from getting cold.
But at this moment, the sharp-mouthed monk suddenly changed his expression.
He seemed to have seen a ghost, screamed strangely, and then retreated.
But even so, it's still too late.
The broken face in his hand suddenly broke apart. At first it was just a section, but immediately, it was like a string of firecrackers being lit, crackling and exploding inch by inch.
And a ball of white light suddenly appeared in the void in front of him.
This ball of white light accelerated suddenly and hit the sharp-mouthed monk's chest with a bang.
Click click click——
Amidst the sound of bones shattering, the sharp-mouthed monk's chest sank at a speed visible to the naked eye.
And in his mouth, blood mixed with internal organ fragments spurted out, and his body flew out and rolled to the ground, seemingly dead.
Lin Miaoran took a breath and immediately faced the next monk who rushed over.
If it were in the past, she might still be merciful. Even if she severely injures the other person, she would at least spare her life.
But at this moment, what the other party wanted was Chu Yan's life.
In Lin Miaoran's heart, Chu Yan often existed beyond her life.
Chu Yan has done so much for himself.
Chu Yan has also experienced so much with him.
If at this time, I will let these guys easily pass through this line of defense, then what qualifications do I have to go and make an appointment with Chu Yan!
"Zhan Ying Qing Immortal Palm!"
With a loud shout, Lin Miaoran's hands rose up with gleaming light, and with a bang, the monk who rushed over was beaten into three pieces.
When the monk's part above the chest flew out, his face was full of surprise.
He never understood until his death that his realm was obviously one level higher than the woman in front of him.
But why is he the one whose body is interrupted?
At this time, the black-clothed puppet also stood with several monks who rushed over.
Unlike Lin Miaoran who can quickly recover his spiritual energy, the biggest advantage of the black-clothed puppet is that he is almost immortal.
As long as the formation within the body is not destroyed or key materials are exhausted, then even at this moment, with a long sword stuck diagonally on its head and an arrow in its knee, its actions will not be affected in any way.
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Ignoring the long sword that almost penetrated his brain, the black-clothed puppet opened a bone-deep cut on the other monk's face, which was full of fear.
This cut runs from the chin, along the straight line where the nose is, to the forehead.
He grabbed and pinched it with his fingers, and immediately, blood and brain matter burst out.
Although they killed several people in succession, as the number of monks rushing towards them increased rapidly, Lin Miaoran and the black-clothed puppets soon fell into a siege and a bitter battle.
At this time, let alone guarding the acre of land behind him for Chu Yan, he was already too busy taking care of himself.
Finally, a monk took advantage of his short stature and took advantage of Lin Miaoran being entangled by others. He suddenly rushed over and came to Chu Yan's back.
"Die!"
The spear in his hand emitted a gleam of cold light, stabbing straight towards the back of Chu Yan's heart.