Chapter 43 They will come to accompany you soon
In front of Jiang Lan, blood-red mist was rising. It was so thick that it looked like a blood-red area that was impervious to all attacks.
The divine light from the sky fell, but seemed to be blocked by the blood-colored mist, and could no longer advance.
Some talismans were even stained with blood-colored mist, making puffing sounds. The runes inside them quickly and inexplicably dissipated, losing their spirituality in the blink of an eye and falling to the ground.
At the same time, a slight rumbling sound was heard in the void.
Thousands of strands of blood-red mist seemed to be resurrected. Under his mind, they were like rain, swords, and knives, whistling and slashing down, easily piercing through the bodies of those disciples of the Wanfa Sect.
Under the cover of the blood-red mist, Jiang Lan's face looked paler and he felt a wave of weakness and dizziness in his head.
It is still a bit difficult for him to control such a vast and powerful vitality here.
However, his expression remained calm, without any changes.
"You don't even bother to take action?"
Seeing Jiang Lan so calm and even indifferent, Wang Yan felt a sense of uneasiness and fear in his heart.
After all, he was an inner disciple of the Wanfa Sect, and in his early years he had reached the fourth realm of Zhaoyou Realm.
Looking at Danzhou County, he is one of the most talented people. Although he is injured now, there is no one who can force him to take action.
This mysterious young man in front of me is actually so powerful? "Are you really stupid or just pretending to be stupid?"
"If you really want to stand by and watch, then wait for us to die together. This guy is much stronger than we can imagine. If you don't take action now, you won't be able to survive until I die."
"Do you really think this guy will let you go?"
At that moment, Wang Yan shouted angrily and looked at Ye Ming and the woman surnamed Song not far away, wanting them to help.
The expressions of the woman surnamed Song and the people around her changed slightly.
Ye Ming frowned and took a few steps back without saying a word.
"It's okay, they will be here to accompany you soon."
Jiang Lan said calmly, and the hand behind his back suddenly reached forward.
The blood-red mist that was originally in front of him suddenly intertwined and gathered, turning into a terrifying blood-red hand that reached out and tried to grab Wang Yan in front of it.
"you……"
Wang Yan was furious and frightened, and he retreated immediately.
However, at this moment, his expression changed drastically, and a terrible pain suddenly came from his neck, as if he was pierced by some sharp weapon.
When he looked over, he could only see a wisp of blood-red mist as thin as a hair, which passed through as fast as lightning with a puff, and then spread and exploded at his neck.
When was this? His heart was trembling with fear.
The terrible pain almost made Wang Yan faint, but what frightened and shocked him even more was that his vitality was rapidly fading away...
puff……
The next moment, a bloody hand appeared in the void and grabbed Wang Yan.
As it slowly closed, no blood flowed out, but instead it turned into ashes like sand and disappeared.
"How is it possible..."
Looking at this scene, Ye Ming couldn't hide his shock and fear.
"Run away quickly..."
In his mind, that hoarse and deep voice sounded, and it was unusually hasty, urging him.
There was no need for the voice to say more, Ye Ming's reaction was equally quick, even before the voice sounded, he exerted all his strength, turned into a residual image, and quickly retreated along the original path.
Boom!!!
At the moment Ye Ming was about to escape, a huge bloody hand suddenly slapped him.
The entire underground palace was shaking, the rock walls were trembling, rocks were rolling down, and dust was stirred up all over the sky, but Ye Ming was no longer visible.
"What a pity! This guy ran away very quickly..."
Jiang Lan shook his head slightly, and there seemed to be some regret in his calm tone.
But if someone looked through the blood-colored mist covering his face at this moment, they would find that there was no blood on his face at all, and it was so pale that it was almost transparent.
The horrible emptiness and severe pain in his head had put Jiang Lan on the verge of fainting.
After all, he has no cultivation at all now. Although this place is filled with rich life energy and can be controlled by him, he has actually reached his limit.
He was able to kill Wang Yan entirely because of his calculations and surprise.
After all, who could have imagined that he really had no cultivation at all...
The torture of the pain of "heart addiction" over the years has tempered his will. Even when he was struggling and his mind was almost dry, he did not show any abnormality.
But at the moment, although Ye Ming was scared away, there is still a little trouble.
"You had a chance to escape, so why didn't you? Don't you want to abandon your companions and survive alone?"
Jiang Lan looked at the woman surnamed Song and others not far away, his expression remained unchanged and his tone remained indifferent as before.
The woman surnamed Song managed to stand firmly with the help of the maid beside her.
In her clear and bright eyes, she could not hide the shock and trembling, and there was also a trace of fear, but she still tried to remain calm and said, "Sir, you have a good eye. Youwei is not a coward, nor is she the kind of person who abandons her companions and lives alone."
Jiang Lan let out an "oh" as if in surprise, then smiled faintly and said, "A well-known and upright sect like the Wanfa Sect is full of intrigues and schemes, but a demon girl like you from the Blood Fairy Sect wants to stay out of the mud without getting stained. It's quite interesting."
In fact, when Jiang Lan was trying to take Wang Yan's life just now, he had already looked through his memory and understood the identity of this woman.
Of course, when he heard Wang Yan's way of addressing him before, he had also made such associations and guesses.
But given the current situation, it is actually difficult to associate her with the famous witch in the future.
Song Youwei, this bookish name, sounds more like a lady from a noble family rather than a witch from the Blood Immortal Sect.
Moreover, she seemed to be much weaker than imagined... No, there must be something wrong with her body, and this was not her true strength at the moment.
Song Youwei's face was a little unnatural when Jiang Lan called her a "witch", but she was more surprised. How did Jiang Lan know her identity? "There are many things in this world that cannot be helped. If it is not necessary, Youwei does not want to choose such a background. I am sorry to make you laugh."
She brushed a few strands of hair by her ears, speaking with a hint of helplessness and bitterness.
She didn't know who Jiang Lan was, but judging from the current situation, Jiang Lan didn't seem to have any intention of killing her, so she could only go along with what he said and try her best to save her life first.
"Yes, I admire your ambition. But just relying on this is not enough for me not to kill you." Jiang Lan said lightly.
Song Youwei's expression changed, and the people behind her suddenly became nervous.
They all remembered the scene just now vividly, and they were still filled with fear.
"Youwei knows that she has not offended you, sir. Why does you want to kill me so badly..." She said gritting her teeth.
(End of this chapter)
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