Brother is also a high-risk occupation

The man was still screaming in pain, Shen Zhu sneered, squatted down, and stretched out his hand to grab his neck: "How could he be crazy like that just now."

He still remembered the kicks that this man kicked Zhou Yan, looked at him with cold eyes, tightened his hands like iron pliers, and said softly: "If you pretend again, just go to death."

His face turned red from being pinched by him, he ignored the injury on his head, stuck out his tongue and looked at Shen Shen with fear in his eyes, and a ho ho sound came out of his throat.

Seeing that the person was about to be strangled to death, Zhou Yan grasped Shen Lu's wrist: "Let go first."

Hearing his words, Shen Wang loosened his grip.

The man let go of him, and suddenly there was an earth-shattering cough. He touched his neck with both hands, lying on the ground, coughing and retching.

He seemed to be very afraid of Shen Huang, he twisted his body and was about to crawl behind Zhou Yan, and muttered without pain: "It hurts...it hurts..."

Not like an adult, but like a child.

Zhou Yan signaled Shen Du to be safe and not to be impatient, he turned around, squatted in front of the man, put the sword behind his back, and asked warmly, "Is your name really Yun Shan?"

The man put his head in his hands, looked at him timidly, shook his head and nodded.

With just this, Zhou Yan knew something in his mind, and his voice became softer: "Then do you know who I am?"

The man didn't speak, but grabbed Zhou Yan's sleeve abruptly, pointed to his face, and when Zhou Yan saw his face, he grinned, and the facial features that resembled Yun Wu suddenly began to change. Like a puddle of resin being melted, it turned into Zhou Yan's face in an instant.

The change took only a moment, Zhou Yan looked at the opposite face that was exactly the same as his own, and felt a chill in his heart.

Shen Zhu's cold voice came from behind: "Change back."

The man looked up at him, and was startled by the coldness in his eyes. With a shake, his facial features began to change again. This time he was terrified. The melting facial features twisted on his face for a long time, and finally did not take shape. , where the facial features should have been placed on the face, there were a few holes of Hei Suo Suo exposed.

Zhou Yan frowned, stood up, and said affirmatively: "I'm afraid this is really not Yunshan, it's really stupid."

In this state, I am afraid that he is not even a human being. Some kind of monster is imprisoned in this golden palace.

Shen Zhu glanced at him indifferently, and pulled Zhou Yan back two steps: "This should be the center of the formation, suppressed by formations, Yunshan can't get out for 200 years, maybe it's about the same as this lunatic."

Zhou Yan smiled: "He is the son of the Emperor of Heaven and has an infinite lifespan. More than 200 years should not be too difficult for him."

If you are trapped here for more than 200 years, you will go crazy. For the immortals of heaven, this kind of human nature may not belong to the tough type.

After he finished speaking, he suddenly heard a sigh.

That sigh came from the corner of the hall: "I think I'm not far from going crazy."

Hearing these words, Zhou Yan turned around suddenly, and saw a person quietly appearing in a corner not far away, with a gloomy smile on his face, looking down at the two of them.

He was wearing a black robe from head to toe, covering most of his brows and eyes, but the moment Zhou Yan saw him, he blurted out: "Yunshan."

Hearing him say the word spruce, the man was silent for a moment, then raised his head and lifted the hat off his head.

He raised his head and looked straight at Zhou Yan. Years of exposure to light made his face abnormally pale, his eye sockets were deeply sunken, and the pupils of a pair of eyes accounted for most of them, showing a strange blackness.

But even so, it couldn't stop him from being like Yunwu.

One looks like a celestial being, while the other looks like an evil ghost crawling out of hell.

Yun Shan's eyes paused for a moment on Zhou Yan and Shen Zhu respectively, and said lightly: "Oh, they are all acquaintances."

He glanced at the two of them, glanced at the monster crawling at Zhou Yan's feet, and snorted coldly: "Trash."

But when the monster heard his voice, it raised its face full of black holes, and forced a piercing smile towards the spruce. He lay down on the ground and crawled towards the spruce, face down like a snake. , twisting and slipping past.

He climbed to the foot of Yunshan, and when he looked up again, his face was exactly the same as Yunshan's. With this face on his face, he gave Yunshan a flattering smile.

In return, Yun Shan kicked him in the face.

Glancing at him in disgust, Yunshan turned his attention back to Zhou Yan and the two of them. He smiled a little bit, and said darkly: "But this trash has enough time."

After his words fell, the whole hall began to shake slightly.

But within a few breaths, the shaking became bigger and bigger, and the Golden Palace began to crack from the top, but in an instant, large pieces of the wall fell from above.

Zhou Yan turned his head and saw a wall the size of a jar falling straight down from Shen Wang's head. Before he could think about anything, he stretched out his hand to grab Shen Wang's hand and pulled him towards him, and the wall wiped away. Shen Huang's shoulder hit the ground with a bang.

Just as Zhou Yan wanted him to pay attention to safety, there were extra hands around his waist. Shen Wang clasped his waist, and smiled softly in his ear: "I know how to hide myself."

Now that this is the case, he can still laugh out loud.

The situation was urgent, the two of them didn't have time to say anything, the wall fell down like raindrops, Shen Zhu only had time to hug him hastily, and then separated.

The two formed a formula to avoid the falling wall, while looking for Yunshan's figure.

After the entire Golden Palace had completely collapsed, Zhou Yan and Shen Huan stood among the ruins, but Yun Shan had disappeared.

Zhou Yan glanced around, and set his sights on the eighteen heels of the undamaged Beaulieu Pillar.

The whole golden palace was completely collapsed, but the eighteen dragon pillars on both sides were not damaged at all. The eighteen dragons looked at Zhou Yan and Zhou Yan kindly, which made people shudder.

Zhou Yan looked at one of the coiled dragons, and he immediately got the answer to the sense of familiarity that he felt in his heart when he saw these coiled dragon pillars.

"Formation!"

These eighteen and Panlong pillars are a formation!

As he said that, the pillars on both sides began to turn with a click.

The clicking sound stopped, and the eighteen Panlong pillars formed an extremely complicated formation, surrounding Zhou Yan and the two of them.

arrayed.

In an instant, the eighteen coiled dragons opened their mouths one by one, and then spiritual power spit out from their mouths. The spiritual power weaved threads to connect the eighteen coiled dragon pillars, and each spiritual power thread contained turbulent The killing intent gathered into a sword shape, relying on the spiritual power of the formation, it pressed straight towards the two of them.

Before he had time to explain so much, Zhou Yan quickly said to Shen Wang: "You hold on to the sword, I'll go find the formation eye to break the formation."

Shen Wang didn't disobey his arrangement at all, raised the broad sword and met the shape of the sword.

Holding the Scorching Sun Sword, Zhou Yan walked towards the nearest Panlongzhu.

Brute force is needed to resist the formation, but ingenuity is needed to break the formation. Zhou Yan started from the first Beaulieu Pillar, covered the Beaulieu Pillar with his hands, closed his eyes, released spiritual power, and felt the most subtle differences with his heart.

The formation seemed to have a spirit, and it consciously resisted Zhou Yan's feelings.

The moment Zhou Yan touched the pillar, a majestic spiritual force attacked him with killing intent.

Feeling the flow and changes of the formation between the pillars in his hand, Zhou Yan only had time to make a hasty trick to protect himself, and the spiritual power of the formation had already hit his wrist.

The spiritual power of the bodyguard was crushed, and blood flowed profusely from the wrist in an instant.

Unbearable pain came from his wrist, Zhou Yan only trembled his eyelashes, but didn't say a word.

He only moved his steps slightly, and exposed his back to Shen Du, but his hands were still pressed against the pillar.

He felt the eighteen pillars one by one, and the spiritual power of the formation cut his wrist again and again. After feeling the last pillar, Zhou Yan's hand hung down, and the wrist was already bloody and bloody, with bones exposed come out.

He hid his injured hand under his wide sleeve, his face was pale, but there was a smile between his brows.

Holding the Scorching Sun Sword in the other hand, he used his sword to strike at the eighteen Beaulieu Pillars one by one. The positions of each Beaulieu Pillar were different, but the last sword fell on the last Beaulieu Pillar. At this time, the spiritual power of the eighteen Panlong pillars in series paused, and immediately began to dissipate.

Without the spiritual power, the shape of the sword that was entangled with Shen Du also disappeared.

The shape of the sword dissipated, Zhou Yan only turned around, and said softly to the southeast corner, "Come out."

Following his words, there was a chuckle from the southeast corner, and Yunshan appeared from behind a broken wall. Looking at Zhou Yan's eyes with pleasure and ridicule, he laughed loudly: "Zhou Yan, Zhou Yan, back then You worked so hard to set up this formation to suppress me here, but now you broke the formation with your own hands."

He laughed heartily, Zhou Yan only said lightly: "Since I was able to suppress you back then, I can naturally do it now."

But Shen Wang didn't want to talk to him so much, he just wanted to lift his foot and walk over, but Yunshan stopped his smile, his eyes were full of malice, and said to him: "Ah, don't come here."

He said cheerfully: "If you take a step over here, your senior brother will lose one soul with me."

Shen Wang's footsteps stopped there.

He raised his head, stared at Yunshan, and suddenly smiled, but there was no smile in his eyes: "Where is the missing soul of my brother?"

Yun Shan only smiled and said, "You can go for a try and see if Zhou Yan's soul is with me."

"Don't come here either," he said to Shen Wang, then smiled and looked at Zhou Yan, his eyes were cruel and resentful, "I know you don't care about your own soul, but if you take a step here, your senior sister will be gone."

With a wave of his hand, there was a wave in the air, and a picture appeared. In the picture, Xie Shutong saw something. He was squatting on the edge of a cliff, stretching his head to look up the cliff, with a look of great interest.

Zhou Yan stopped there as he was about to move forward.

The hand in his sleeve was still bleeding, and the pain spread from his wrist to his whole body, but the young man's pale brows were full of coldness.

Zhou Yan had never wanted to kill someone so much.

He can bear everything, but he can't bear others to use his close people as bargaining chips to threaten him.

Shen Du's complexion is also not good-looking, the eyes looking at Yun Shan obviously no longer regard him as a living person.

Yunshan looked at the two of them standing still, but it was hearty. They both had weaknesses, so he easily held them in place.

He didn't, so he risked his life to get everything.

Freedom can, so can the position of the Emperor of Heaven.

He stood there laughing very happily, venting all the humiliation of being imprisoned and suppressed for 200 years, and then he stopped laughing, and said freely: "Yunwu has suppressed me here for more than 200 years, every moment, every moment I will remember the torment until I regain the position of Emperor of Heaven."

He looked at Zhou Yan: "It won't be him at that time, I will let the two of you experience the pain of being imprisoned."

He stepped back step by step, and the monster crawling under his feet crawled up in front of him, staring at Zhou Yan and the two, protecting him and stepping back step by step.

He pushed to the white jade bridge in a blink of an eye, and the teleportation formation was right behind him.

Zhou Yan turned his head and exchanged glances with Shen Lu, but with just one glance, the two understood each other's meaning.

Yunshan is at his most vulnerable right now, and he must not be allowed to escape.

Even if Zhou Yan's soul is in his hands, the destruction of the soul will not be accomplished in a short time. As long as he is caught quickly, Zhou Yan's soul should be fine.

Zhou Yan nodded slightly.

In the next moment, the two rushed towards Yunshan like arrows leaving the string.

Seeing the two people rushing towards him holding swords, Yunshan showed a dark smile, he suddenly stretched out his hand, and tapped the stone bridge wall.

In the next instant, the stone bridge wall suddenly glowed with white light, and countless overlapping pictures flew out of the bridge wall, drilling into the bodies of the two people on the bridge.

Yunshan's figure disappeared into the teleportation array, and in front of Zhou Yan and the two, the past and the past kept coming.

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感谢在2021-12-0223:49:58~2021-12-0323:08:14期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: Xiao Zhan died suddenly, and Modo Modo 1;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：阿九20瓶；司幽春秋12瓶；酒笙8瓶；晚生5瓶；男仆咖啡2瓶；钎欤飛ぶ.♀?☆?、芒果精馋哭了、你的心肝大宝贝、饺子里面有糖糕、42741872、雪音雨1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

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