Chapter 1327

"I knew that this secret skill would never last long!

This guy is killing himself

Xu Muran showed an excited look on his face.

At this moment, he would like to fork his back and laugh wildly.

The gate of hell can stop the tide of corpses. In Xu Muran's eyes, this is the secret of burning the source of life.

Since it's at the cost of life, it's impossible to spend too long.

At the moment, Chu Yan's performance just confirmed Xu Muran's conjecture and made him more confident in his own judgment.

"This is the best chance to kill Chu Yan and his party members!"

Xu Muran looked up and tried to look into the distance.

It has to be said that the power of Chu Yan's hell gate is indeed strong enough to frighten people.

At the moment, nearly one third of the corpse tides from the immortal steps were swallowed by the gate of hell.

At this time, Xu Muran can already see the unobstructed steps inside the passage.

Xu Muran saw it, and other monks at the scene also saw it one after another.

Their eyes, now in the corpse tide and hell on the door back and forth change.

"Kill Chu Yan, the rest of those zombies, in front of so many of our monks, it's not enough to mention!" Xu Muran sneered and yelled.

In the crowd, there was an immediate response.

Although Chu Yan's strength is extraordinary, and the tide of corpses is also very dangerous, it is not a problem in the face of huge rewards and immortals!

What's more, even a monk has a herd reaction.

Once someone rushed ahead and wanted to take the lead, the friars who were still hesitating and waiting immediately followed.

One by one, they scrambled for fear that others would take away the fate of immortals, and finally they could not even drink a mouthful of soup.

"These bastards!" Seeing this, Lin miaoran clenched his silver teeth and uttered a curse.

At this time, she was among the people who had fallen down, and barely had a little fighting power.

Besides, it's the puppet in black.

But just relying on the two of them, it is impossible to stop these thousands of monks.

At this time, Chu Yan had no time for him.

At the moment, even if Chu Yan had a little relaxation in the control of hell gate, then all the people behind him would be doomed.

"Chu Yan, you are really going to end this time!" Xu Muran jumped into the crowd.

He is very cunning.

Although feel Chu Yan at the moment no way to distract, Lin miaoran and others can not cause any threat.

But Xu Muran just didn't want to rush to the front.

What if there's a just in case?

That's what he's worried about.

As for falling behind others and climbing the immortal ladder, Xu Muran has nothing to fear.

It's what crape myrtle is looking for. Where can I get your hands on these fish!

If you can be used by me, it's the ancestral graves that burn high incense.

The coming monks are getting closer and closer.

Although some of them were killed by Yingjun and Chu Yan in the chaos, in fact, the number of those friars is less than one tenth of the total.

While Lin miaoran and his disciples were trapped in the tide of corpses before, while they were fighting hard, these friars were waiting outside to conserve their energy.

So they are now, as a whole, almost unaffected.

If Lin miaoran and the puppet in black want to stop this group of people, it's basically like an ant trying to stop a running rhinoceros.

At this time, the friars at the front had come to Lin miaoran and others.

They are the first to respond to Xu Muran's order.

Because it is the most responsive, it is a step faster.

Other friars are hundreds of feet away from them, and they have come to Lin miaoran.

"Stinky woman, get out of here!"

A sharp billed friar gave out a pop drink and swept across Lin miaoran with a chain in his hand.

Although the chain is only finger thick, but in the mid air, it gives people a very thick feeling, like a hill moving.

"Chop the shadow of the fairy palm!"

Lin miaoran's eyes were slightly fixed, and he clapped them.

Although before the aura almost exhausted, but the body of jade, where is the ordinary qualification of monks can compare.

The scene is like a wisp of wind, blowing face not cold.

But at this moment, the sharp mouth monk suddenly changed his face.

As if he had seen a ghost, he would retreat with a strange cry.

But even so, it's late.

The broken face in his hand suddenly cracked. At first, it was only broken, but immediately, it was like a string of firecrackers, crackling and exploding.

And the void in front of him suddenly appeared a white light.

This mass of white light, suddenly accelerated, bang, hit the sharp mouth Friar's chest.

Click, click——

In the sound of broken bones, the sharp beaked monk's chest sagged at the speed visible to the naked eye.

In his mouth, the blood mixed with the fragments of internal organs spurted out, and his body flew backwards and fell to the ground. It seemed that he was dead.

Lin miaoran took a breath and immediately went to meet the next monk.

If it is in the past, she may be merciful, even if the other party, but at least will leave each other a life.

But at this moment, what the other party wants is Chu Yan's life.

In Lin miaoran's heart, Chu Yan's existence is beyond her life.

Chu Yan has done so much for himself.

Chu Yan has experienced so much with himself.

If at this time, I will let these guys easily through this line of defense, then what qualifications do I have to meet Chu Yan white head!

"Chop the shadow of the fairy palm!"

A Jiao drink, Lin miaoran hands shine, bang, will rush to the friar into three.

The monk's face was full of surprise as he flew out from above his chest.

He didn't understand until he died that his realm was higher than that of the woman in front of him.

But why is it you who are interrupted?

At this time, the puppet in black also stood with several monks who rushed in.

Unlike Lin miaoran, who can quickly recover his aura, the black puppet's greatest advantage is that he is almost immortal.

As long as the array in the body is not destroyed or the key materials are exhausted, even if a long sword is slanted in the head and an arrow is shot in the knee, its action will not be affected.

Regardless of the sword, the black puppet made a deep bone opening on the other monk's face full of fear.

This opening, from the chin, along the straight line of the nose, leads to the forehead.

Fingers a grasp a pinch, suddenly, blood and brain, Qi Qi Qi burst out.

Although he killed several people in succession, with the rapid increase in the number of monks, Lin miaoran and the black puppets soon fell into a siege and bitter battle.

At this time, not to mention for Chu Yan to keep the land behind him, he has been too busy.

Finally, relying on his short stature, a friar seized Lin miaoran's advantage of being entangled by others and rushed to Chu Yan.

"Die

The long gun in hand, blooming a cold light, straight toward Chu Yan's back heart stab.