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Chapter 2047 Gu Qianjun

"What the hell is going on?"

In the cave in the camp, Yan Liujiang's face was as gloomy as a dripping water, and he crushed the jade slip for the transmission.

"Brother Yan, that's our foundation. If we die, in the future."

Situ Chengwu hesitated.

"Hmph, three peak extreme death soul puppets, if we are all here, we will gather a large army and form a battle formation.

Just go back like this, will you die?"

Yan Liujiang felt blood dripping from his heart, and he said fiercely with a cold face.

If he hadn't had no choice, how could he give up the foundation he had built over the years?

Fortunately, all the core members are there and they will not lose all their money.

Everyone looked at each other, and finally rescued the heart calmed down under the pressure of three peak extreme soul puppets.

Although they were cold-blooded to save them, no one of them had ever seen life and death, and even the creatures that died at their hands were countless.

It's not worth it to take your life for a little friendship.

"Brother Yan said it well. After dealing with Yan Zhen and his party, the income was enough to make up for the losses.

In the future, we will hunt more soul puppets and avenge our dead brothers.”

The big man said coldly.

"All right."

In the end, everyone agreed to their decision.

Buzz rumble.

While this strong man was waiting, the fluctuations underground gradually weakened until they were inconceivable and all disappeared.

"Haha, let's go. After waiting for so long, it's time to pick the fruit."

Yan Liujiang waved his hand and led the people into the underground passage, and did not forget to instruct, "Remember, the person who can refine the forbidden needle must live.

At least, don't kill him before you get the method of refining."

At the same time, hundreds of semi-saints in the ambush circle thousands of feet were panting, some were covered in blood, some were broken hands and feet, either standing or standing.

There were dozens of other corpses that were beaten up so badly, which was in sharp contrast to the corpses of the dead soul puppets all over the ground.

"It's too dangerous. If we had a little more, even if we had a top-level death soul puppet, our losses would probably have to double."

Yan Zhen's face was covered in sweat and rolled down.

It can make an extreme semi-saint sweat, which shows how much consumption is.

"Thanks to the Forbidden Divine Needle, otherwise, if these two extreme soul puppets exploded, we would not even have a chance to turn the tables."

Ying Tianheng said in fear.

"Hmph, if it weren't for the carelessness of Li Chen and the arrangement was destroyed, we wouldn't have lost so many people."

Murong Xiao said coldly.

"I have observed before that there are at least six extreme death soul puppets, and only two of them have come. In my opinion, Brother Li has led at least four of them away, I."

Yan Zhen supported Li Chen as always, and suddenly looked up and looked upwards, his face turned extremely cold, and he said word by word, "Yan Liujiang."

"Haha, I haven't seen each other for many years, it's been so good lately."

Yan Liujiang smiled relaxedly, but gave people a feeling of trembling with a knife hidden in his smile.

"It's okay to drag your blessing."

Yan Zhen's face darkened, and there was no intention of slandering the snake.

Because he knew very well that there was definitely only one of them who could survive.

"Ha ha."

The powerful people behind Yan Liujiang laughed wildly.

KAKAKAKA.

With his strong strength, he forced the shaking defensive light curtain to open and walked in with great ease.

After a big battle, the energy of the Yuan crystal in the defensive array was almost consumed. For them, there was no threat at all, and it was useless.

"Then the general will give you some blessings to help you escape from the sea of ​​suffering as soon as possible."

Yan Liujiang led the crowd to fall into the field lightly.

The pressure of twenty peak semi-saints, half a hundred high-level semi-saints, and more than a hundred intermediate semi-saints was violently pressed up like an angry dragon.

Although Yan Zhen had a large number of people on his side, his aura was obviously weaker, and his cultivation was slightly weaker, and even those who were seriously injured were even forced to retreat continuously under this pressure. Some people were even injured and vomited blood.

"The formation is about to break. If you take action here, you will not be afraid of the Death Soul Puppet among the Death Soul Puppets that you will be attracted to come out in full bloom."

Yan Zhen said with a gloomy face.

"How can I fight for a loss of confidence?"

Yan Liujiang looked at him mockingly and said lightly, "After packing up the mixed fish above, I ordered people to set up the ultimate breath formation.

It's enough to leave here safely after you're wiped out."

"It's just your fault that Ah Chen's life and death are unknown."

Shen Gongchan scolded.

"Shen Gongchan, others are afraid of you, but my Yan family is not afraid. I would like to advise you to stand aside and not meddling in other people's business.

Don't take your own life."

Yan Liujiang said in a cold voice.

"Hmph, I care who you are. If Achen is injured at all, I will send you to hell today to see your ancestor of the Yan family."

Shen Gongchan's whole body exuded an extremely hostile aura, and his faintly red eyes suppressed the indescribable terrifying murderous intent.

"Little girl, this is Ningguta. It's not that you cursed the Star Sea. You really think you are a dish."

The big man next to Yan Liujiang said coldly.

"Gu Qianjun, when did you become Yan Liujiang's lackey?"

Yan Zhen took a step forward, but he was really afraid that Shen Gongchan couldn't help but take the lead.

With her current state, once she goes wild, the trouble she causes will probably be no worse than Yan Liujiang and others, or even more terrifying.

"Hmph, there is no need to sow discord, I am just working with Brother Gu."

Yan Liujiang snorted coldly, looked down proudly and said, "Today, I am here, there are only three things. One is to kill Yan Zhen, a traitor of his clan.

The second is to take away your income this time.

The third thing is to take away the people among you who can refine the secret treasure forbidden needle.

The idle people who don’t want to die can retreat.”

"Why?"

"This is what we have worked hard to get. How can you give it as soon as you say it?"

"Fight with them."

Yan Zhen’s semi-saint powerhouse changed color on the spot, and they were all filled with righteous indignation.

Of course, some people have also stepped back. It is better to live without a single life than to die. Although treasures are good, life is more important.

The other party was obviously prepared, and the gap between the two sides was too big, especially after a hard battle, it was extremely weak.

"You don't have much time left, so you don't have to delay time and secretly heal your wounds and recover.

I will only give you ten breaths to consider. If you don’t answer, then the general will have to take it himself.”

Yan Liujiang said coldly.

"I agree."

Suddenly, a peak semi-saint led people to the side.

"Lao Zhang, you"

Yan Zhen and others' expressions changed wildly, and they never expected that their peak semi-saint would pull their backs at this time.

"Everyone, why bother? We all have countless life spans. Do we want to die here for nothing?"

The peak half-saint Zhang exhorted with a serious advice.

"You are the one who destroys the formation and assassinates Ah Chen."

Before Yan Zhen could speak, Shen Gongchan suddenly said it?

"General Shen Gong, don't be wronged. Although I don't want to fight hard, it doesn't mean I will do this."

The half-saint surnamed Zhang was panicked. He didn't want Shen Gongchan to stare at him.
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