Gu Yan?

Not only Shen Xingrui has never heard of this name, but even Qizhou Bingxuan has never heard of a monk named "Gu Yan" who uses the beast soul flag among the human monks.

However, there were so many human monks, and even the Nascent Soul monks were far more numerous than the fourth-level monks of the Sea Clan. Although the sudden appearance of a monk that had never been seen before was surprising, it was also within the expected range.

What is really surprising is the strength of this Gu Yan.

The beast soul flag in his hand seems to be more than just a fourth-level mid-level magic weapon?

After Qizhou Bingxuan was surrounded by the rich ghost energy and a large number of beast souls, the movement became smaller and smaller?

Even the surrounding ice crystals began to show signs of melting.

"Array."

Looking at the turbulent ghost energy, Shen Xingrui's eyes lit up after she calmed down, and she discovered that the seemingly irregular beast soul was actually running according to some special rules.

It's obviously a formation.

But she didn't recognize what kind of formation it was, only knowing that its power was extremely extraordinary.

This point is even more obvious to Qizhou Bingxuan, who is trapped in the beast soul.

"The beast soul of the mid-level fourth-level monster still has two heads!"

"Is this a fourth-grade high-grade beast soul flag?!"

"And this formation!"

Suddenly a sharp claw shot out from the black mist and hit Qizhou Bingxuan's heart. Although he reacted in time to dodge, his skin was still scratched by the claw.

Threads of black mist wrapped around the wound like gangrene, seeping in bit by bit.

But Qizhou Bingxuan didn't dare to stop and deal with the wound, because before he could stand still, another claw was sent out from another direction.

As a last resort.

Qizhou Bingxuan gritted his teeth and spread his arms from the inside out. Immediately, a thick layer of ice covered him to resist the beast soul attacks from all directions.

But as the sharp claws fell, along with the ice crystals shattering and ghostly aura lingering, the ice cover instantly began to shake.

"Gu Yan!" Qi Zhou shouted with a black and sharp look on her face.

"I admit defeat this time. I have already conveyed the news to the great elder of my clan. The great elder will arrive in a few moments!"

"I hope you'll stop it when you see it coming, and don't let the fish die!"

however.

What responded to him was an even stronger aura of corpse evil, mixed in the rich ghost aura, like tiny hairpins.

The hairy needle condensed by the corpse spirit followed the scratches left by the beast soul and penetrated into the ice cover.

Qizhou Bingxuan, who noticed the change in the ice cover, immediately opened her mouth and spit out a mouthful of snow-white frost breath.

And the frost air soon turned into ice needles, shooting straight upward.

But the next moment.

Qizhou Bingxuan's expression changed drastically, and he soon discovered that this was not just a simple corpse evil gas transformed silk, but

"Sword silk?!"

The sword energy turns into silk!

Not long ago, when the great elder of the Qilin clan, Qilin Changlan, fought against the human monk Yun Laomo, the opponent's sword turned into silk, which impressed Qilin Changlan deeply, and he informed all the sea clan monks.

However, the sword silk at this moment is obviously very different from that of Old Demon Yun.

The thick corpse evil aura on it alone is quite different from the Five Elements aura of Old Demon Yun, and the skills in it are obviously even more different.

Therefore, Qizhou Bingxuan didn't think about Yunhe Yun Laomo at all.

But the fact is that the monk who calls himself "Gu Yan" is actually Yun He!

To be more precise, it is the incarnation of Yun He.

In fact, let alone Qizhou Bingxuan, even the person closest to Yun He would not be able to recognize him at this moment.

Because no matter in terms of skills, cultivation, or spiritual consciousness, they are completely different from Yun He.

In addition, it has changed its appearance and deliberately concealed some habits, so it is normal that it cannot be recognized.

As for the magic weapon of the Beast Soul Flag.

Among demonic monks, magic weapons like the Beast Soul Banner and the Ten Thousand Souls Banner are very common. The difference is only in different levels. As a true demonic monk, who doesn’t have a demonic banner in his hand?

Magical weapons such as the Beast Soul Banner, the Ten Thousand Souls Banner, the Soul-killing Banner, etc. can be said to be the standard magic weapon for magic monks.

As long as Yun He covered up the beast souls of the Flame-Stepping Red Jackal and the Wind-Swallowing Beast, it would be almost impossible to recognize him.

“The fish is dead and the net is broken?”

A hoarse and cold laughter came from under the wide hood.

His robe is also a good magic weapon. It is made from the skin of a green bull frog. Although it is only an ordinary fourth-level low-grade magic weapon, that is because its function is completely used to condense Qi and Covering his figure, Qizhou Bingxuan did not notice his arrival at the first time.

"Old Demon Yun is sitting in the Wu Kingdom, so what if the great elder you talk about comes here? Could you represent the Sea Clan and launch an all-out attack on our Human Clan at this moment?"

It's the first time I use my name to pressure someone, which feels quite strange.

"you!"

Qizhou Bingxuan was immediately hit by Yunhe.

He knows better than Yun He the internal situation of the Hai Clan at this moment, which is far inferior to what the human monks see.

At least, not so united and harmonious.

There have always been conservatives and radicals among the Sea Tribe. Although the radicals have always taken the initiative, the influence of the conservatives is not small.

Moreover, there are three groups in the entire Hai Clan: Qizhou, Qilin and Qihun, and they are not all of the same mind.

more importantly.

Not long ago, Qilin Changlan was injured by Old Demon Yun. If the great elder of their Qizhou clan arrives, as long as they fail to win in the fight with Old Demon Yun, it will definitely have a great impact on the morale of the entire Hai Clan. Big impact.

'My name is much more useful than I thought. '

Yun He sighed secretly in his heart and spoke again, his voice becoming solemn.

"Besides."

He turned his wrist, and the flag sounded.

"It doesn't take that much time to deal with you!"

"Insanity!"

Qizhou Bingxuan was angry.

He admitted that in terms of strength, he was not as good as the "Gu Yan" in front of him, but they were both early Yuanying or early fourth-level monks. Even if they were defeated, the other party would have no way of keeping him.

boom! !

With Qizhou Bingxuan as the center, an extremely cold air exploded.

"Woo——"

But before his cold air could take hold, a loud and long roar like a wolf's howl came.

A terrifying red orb appeared in the black mist.

Bear!

The flames rose.

Then he saw roaring red jackals roaring out, instantly suppressing the wanton frost.

"This is."

Seeing the roaring red jackal, Qizhou Bingxuan's pupils suddenly shrank.

He recognized this magic weapon!

He stared at Yun He standing outside the black mist.

This is the magic weapon of the Flame-Stepping Red Jackal!

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