Peach Fortune Ring

"Forehead!"

Zhang Huan felt his neck tighten, and a sense of suffocation hit him, but a big hand clasped his neck, and at the same time that this big hand clasped him, the Nascent Soul in his body was imprisoned , unable to move at all.

For a moment, there was more fear in his heart, this kid will not kill me.

"Take me to see Master Mingtan!" Song Yan said in a deep voice.

Hearing Song Yan's words, Zhang Huan suddenly came to his senses. This kid was only threatening him, so he shouldn't dare to kill him, so he sneered, "Boy, it's still too late to let me go, otherwise...!"

"Clap clap clap!"

Before Zhang Huan finished speaking, Song Yan's palm landed on his cheek neatly.

After a few slaps, Song Yan's voice sounded again: "You talk too much nonsense, I don't want to hear it, you just need to tell me, would you like to take me to see Master Mingtan?"

The main altar of the Taiyi Sect is very large, even smaller than the royal palace, and there are various formations of various sizes inside. Therefore, if you are not familiar with the layout, it is difficult to find the location of Daoist Mingtan.

This is also the reason why Song Yan asked Zhang Huan to take him to meet the real Ming Tan.

Zhang Huan was blinded by Song Yan's slaps, and then he felt a sense of humiliation and anger in his heart. After all, he was also an outside deacon of the Taiyi Sect, even if those outsiders who were distracted saw him We should respectfully call him Zhang Deacon.

Now, he was slapped in the mouth by a boy in the late stage of his body, how could he bear it, especially the burning pain from his cheek, which made him feel a strong murderous intent in his heart, and shouted sharply: "Boy, You are dead, no one can save you!"

"Clap clap clap clap!"

Several more slaps came down, hitting Zhang Huan until his eyes were filled with gold stars, and more blood spilled from the corners of his mouth.

"It seems that you still haven't learned how to be good. Since you want to be beaten, I will give you it!"

"Little bastard, I will tear you to pieces!"

"Clap clap clap!"

"Your uncle, if you have the guts, kill me, otherwise...!"

"Clap clap clap!"

After dozens of slaps in a row, Zhang Huan's face has turned into a pig's head. I am afraid that even people who are familiar with him here will not be able to recognize him just by looking at his face.

"Stop hitting, let me go, I am willing to lead the way!"

Zhang Huan finally gave in.

Song Yan withdrew the hand that was clasped around his neck, and said lightly: "Don't play tricks, lead the way, otherwise you will know what regret is."

Zhang Huan glanced at him resentfully and said, "Come with me!"

"My lord, will you...?" Tianlao worried.

"No problem!" Song Yan shook his head disapprovingly, and followed Zhang Huan out of the deacon's room.

After a while, Zhang Huan brought Song Yan to a huge building complex. There was no one guarding it, but the whole building complex was enveloped by a powerful formation.

From Song Yan's formation skills, it can be seen that the biggest function of this formation is to gather spirits. Therefore, the vitality of heaven and earth in the formation is extremely abundant. In addition, it also has a certain defensive effect, which can barely withstand the distraction period. .

Suddenly, Zhang Huan rushed forward at a high speed, rushed into the formation and shouted loudly: "Come on, someone forcibly broke into our Taiyi Sect!"

After yelling, Zhang Huan turned his head to Song Yan and said bitterly: "Little bastard, you really thought I would take you to see the real master, don't dream, this is the residence of my outer sect elders, you are finished, die deal!"

Sure enough, at the next moment, three figures shot out and turned into three old men and landed beside Zhang Huan. Judging from their auras, they were all in the late stage of leaving the body.

Zhang Huan's cheeks were swollen, so the three old men didn't recognize him, and one of them asked him sharply, "Are you making such a loud noise here?"

"Elder Feng, this junior is Zhang Huan, the deacon of the outer sect." Zhang Huan cried out hastily, and then pointed to Song Yan and continued to cry: "You have to make the decision for this junior, this little bastard captured this junior and took the villain After beating him violently, he still had to force me to take him to meet the master teacher, so this junior had no choice but to lure him here!"

Feng Dawei, one of the elders of the Outer Sect, co-hosted the affairs of the Outer Sect with Yang Yong and Sheng Tianjun, who were also elders of the Outer Sect, because there was no hope of progress in cultivation. So, very little work.

Hearing Zhang Huan's cry, Feng Dawei's eyes fell on Song Yan: "Young man, do you know what a serious crime it is to trespass on my Taiyi Sect!"

Song Yan said lightly: "I'm sorry, I don't want to do this either. I just want to ask to see Master Mingtan. Unfortunately, the threshold of your Taiyi Sect is too high, and you are not willing to pass it on, so I can only adopt this method!"

Feng Dawei's eyes widened: "Just because you don't want to pass it on, you are going to force your way? What do you think of my Taiyi Sect? Now I will give you a chance to abandon your cultivation and leave, but you will be left alone." Life!"

Song Yan shook his head: "I don't want to waste time with you, you have a higher status, so let you lead the way!"

While speaking, Song Yan stepped into the formation.

Seeing this scene, Feng Dawei was taken aback by the four of them, did the formation fail?How did the other party come in without an ID badge?

But immediately, Feng Dawei was furious: "Junior, since you don't know what to do, then this old man will personally abolish your cultivation, and then put you in the demon prison of my Taiyi Sect!"

The Demon Prison of the Taiyi Sect is a special place, where there is no vitality of heaven and earth, and all those held there are vicious evil cultivators and some powerful monsters captured by the Taiyi Sect.

Once locked in it, there will never be a day of recovery.

Qinglong claws! !

The next moment, Feng Dawei made a sudden move, reached out and grabbed it, and the wind and clouds stirred, and immediately formed a solid dragon claw in mid-air, accompanied by bursts of dragon chants, and grabbed Song Yan head-on.

He has been cultivating immortals for more than 5000 years. Because the realm cannot be broken through, he focuses on tempering his own Taoism. This Qinglong Claw is a very powerful Taoism that he often uses. The cultivator was defeated by this trick, and was imprisoned by him abruptly.

Song Yan raised his eyes to look at the dragon claw, and threw a punch casually.

This punch seemed ordinary, without the slightest breath leaking out, but it exploded suddenly when it collided with the dragon claw.

"boom!"

The dragon claw shattered into strands of vitality, which dissipated into the air.

Then, he punched again.

"Oh!"

Feng Dawei, who hadn't reacted yet, was blown away by a punch and fell tens of meters away.

"No, this kid is a stubble!"

Seeing this, the other two elders of the outer sect suddenly changed their expressions. One opened his mouth and spit out a flying sword, which turned into a golden light and shot at Song Yan, while the other raised his hand and threw dozens of punches.

Facing the attacks of the two, Song Yan still didn't show any emotion. He casually punched the opponent's flying sword and dropped it to the ground. The fist broke open, and then the fist landed on his chest, and he followed in Feng Dawei's footsteps, being thrown to the ground like a straw.

Then he saw him take a step forward, swung the knife in his hand, and knocked the elder unconscious.

The whole process seems to be a lot of writing, but it actually happens in the breath.

This made Zhang Huan completely stunned. It was unbelievable that the three elders were defeated by the opponent with a snap of their fingers. , the next moment, Song Yan's eyes fell on him, and suddenly, he trembled, turned around and fled.

[Author's digression]: The fourth watch is coming, it's not easy