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Chapter 833 I will definitely do what I say.

Qin Jinghui couldn't help but shook his head and cursed: "It's embarrassing, it's really embarrassing to a certain extent!"

Qin Geng's face turned red, and his true energy exploded from his hand, shattering the genealogy box into pieces, and turned to look at Ji Lan angrily.

"Asshole, you dare to play tricks on me!"

Ji Lan sneered: "It's you smart fools who are fooling you!"

Qin Geng stepped forward and wanted to attack Ji Lan.

Several other masters of the Qin family felt something was wrong and quickly shouted: "Qin Geng, come back quickly! He is deliberately irritating you!"

However, this reminder was still too late after all.

The moment Qin Geng approached Ji Lan, Ji Lan's eyes turned white and bursts of black smoke poured out.

It was the wandering ghost that took control of his body!

"Erling Formation!"

Ye Wandering Ghost flew his hands, and a formation rose from the ground.

It turns out that Ji Lan had previously arranged the formation under the memorial tower. If he hadn't searched carefully, he would never have thought that this place had been set up as a trap!

Fan Wencong sighed with emotion: "You are really old. Beasts, formations, strategies, this time Ji Lan really used all the means at his disposal."

Ye Yu looked at Fan Wencong in disbelief: "Old Fan, what are you thinking? This is no longer a pure treasure hunt, this is simply causing harm to the world! Are you going to let him go?"

Fan Wencong shook his head helplessly.

"Ye Yu, you don't understand the things of the hidden world. This evil spirit formation is simply not something we can deal with."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qin Geng flew out of the formation with his face covered in blood.

After falling to the ground, blood was still oozing out from the corners of his mouth.

"Qin Geng!"

In just a few breaths of time, a strong man of the Martial Emperor level suffered heavy losses in this evil spirit formation!

Ye Yu showed a horrified look.

At this moment, around Ji Lan, a large formation stood proudly. Countless evil ghosts and black souls were swimming rapidly in it.

It is conceivable that once a person enters it, he will probably be chewed to the bone by these evil ghosts in an instant.

Fan Wencong sighed and said: "Sometimes, there are some things that I just don't care about."

"But... I can't take care of it."

Seeing Fan Wenchong's helpless face, as if he was much older, Ye Yu somewhat understood Fan Wenchong's difficulties.

Ye Yu himself didn't have such pain.

It's good to be far away from the place of fighting. Ye Yu can be his own Ye Zhenren and fight against evil spirits according to his own rules of form.

But if he enters the capital and is amidst the struggles between aristocratic families, what can he, the director of the Dragon and Phoenix Guild Hall, do?

Among the six major families in the capital, none of them have several Martial Emperor-level masters. Behind the Martial Emperor, there are also their own shady trump cards.

Even if Ye Yu knew that some families were cooperating with evil spirits, what would he do?

Can I check it?

Can you check it?

Can you manage it?

Ye Yu somewhat understood why Fan Wencong wanted to take this magical weapon into Fan's family.

At least in the hands of Fan Wencong, this magical weapon can guarantee that it will play some positive role.

But if it was taken away by Ji Lan, it would really mean that he was aiding the evildoers in his evil deeds.

"What's wrong? Didn't everyone just clamor to come and kill me? Come to seize the treasure? Why didn't you say anything?"

Ji Lan was in the evil spirit formation and was extremely arrogant.

He knew very well that unless everyone present shared the same hatred and mobilized everyone's strength to charge, otherwise, he would be invincible.

Of course, how can it be possible for these warriors who have their own minds to share the same hatred and hatred?

For the sake of justice?

It's just a joke.

The idiot who acted for righteousness has now become a sacrifice for him to seize the treasure.

Everyone could only watch as Ji Lan pulled out the real treasure chest from the ruins.

Someone in the Qin family is ready to make a move.

Among them, there are top-quality magic weapons that have fascinated countless warriors.

But, how are they going to break through this damn evil spirit formation?

Taigu Qingzi inserted the Sakura Sword in her hand into the ground bitterly and lowered her head dejectedly.

She hates.

I hate myself for being so weak.

He couldn't even avenge Qin Changsheng.

Qin Jinghui wished he could break his teeth and start over his whole life.

Bai Wuyi is a scholar.

At this moment, he finally clearly understood the weight of this sentence.

The evacuated villagers in the distance watched this scene, and some children asked innocent questions to their parents.

"Mom and Dad, why don't the uncles from the Dragon Phoenix Guild Hall catch the bad guys? Aren't they the ones who catch the bad guys?"

Children's problems are simple and pure.

Patrols are meant to catch ordinary bad guys. For such powerful bad guys like Ji Lan, the Dragon Phoenix Guild Hall is required to catch them.

The reason is simple.

But reality is distorted, and when principles are mapped to reality, they will also become distorted.

The parents could only smile bitterly, touch their children's heads, and helplessly explain: "This bad guy will be dealt with soon. Those uncles are just waiting for an opportunity."

At the same time, the villagers are already planning to move.

Get out of here.

Stay away from this land of right and wrong.

When disaster strikes, the so-called protection is just empty words.

Only certain shining names will follow them and be passed down from generation to generation.

After Ji Lan got the treasure box, it seemed that he was not relieved enough and said to everyone.

"I know it's not easy for you all to gather here. You are all here for this treasure."

"Today, I will show mercy and open your eyes."

Just when Ji Lan was about to open the treasure chest, a graceful figure flew in front of the Erling Formation.

It's Canglan!

Ji Lan, who was interrupted, seemed a little uninterested: "It turns out to be that little snake. What do you want to do? Surrender to me?"

Canglan's golden eyes revealed a touch of determination: "I'm here to take your life."

Ji Lan laughed.

"Okay! Then you should come in first and talk about it!"

He is well aware of the terrifying intensity of the Erling Formation, which is why he is so confident.

Yeyougui said to Ji Lan with some dissatisfaction: "Do you know that this evil spirit array is very draining on me? If you don't retreat with the treasure early, you are still talking nonsense here, and things will change later. Do you still want me to teach you?"

"

Ji Lan had been hit by Qin Changsheng's heavenly thunderbolt before and almost peed his pants. He felt so aggrieved that he finally had a chance to vent, so naturally he would not miss it.

"Okay, okay, we can't lose today. I know it will cost you a lot. After that, I will use this magic weapon to nourish you first. How about it?"

The wandering ghost stopped talking.

If I could refine part of the spiritual energy of this top magic weapon, it wouldn't seem to matter if I sacrificed some today.

Cang Lan sneered, and his golden eyes suddenly lit up, so bright that it made people feel a little heartbroken.

"This king said that I want you to be buried with Qin Changsheng."

"You must go to me!"


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