With the departure of several people, the faces of the people in the demon cave were even more bleak.


    Despair, powerlessness, death


    There is only one expression on all faces, that is panic.


    be anxious and fearful!


    They watched as the most holy and others left, and their eyes erupted with hatred.


    Why?


    The reason is that they want to live.


    Wan Jisheng and others have the means to leave here, but they ignore them at all. If they are willing to do it, they will never die.


    Yang Fan looked at the look of these people in front of him and was indifferent.


    Poor?


    Maybe!


    But it''s their choice. Greed is the original sin. If they didn''t have a mind for Kirin, they wouldn''t end up today.


    Of course, what shocked Yang Fan most was Wanji Zhisheng and others. Maybe others can''t feel it, but it can''t hide from Yang Fan''s eyes. His forbidden eyes always keep an open state. Although they are only in the primary state, they can also see the details of others'' difficult gap.


    When they left, there was no obstacle at all.


    In other words, what power do they have that can isolate this bloody vortex.


    In the field, the vortex becomes more and more violent. Almost every breath time, someone''s figure is involved in it. With a scream, it completely disappears between too many of you.


    Similarly, above the void, the power is getting closer and closer.


    At the same time, there is a sense in Zhongzhou, western regions, beibingyuan, and even Daqian Palace on Dongda road.


    Everyone can feel a power that does not belong to the world.


    However, this power is too fast and fleeting. Even if they perceive it, they can''t find it at all.


    Zhongzhou, Huangting.


    "The second time this power has appeared, five lines?" A middle-aged man in a royal robe gave a faint sound, and then fell silent again.


    The southern continent and the edge of Zhongzhou.


    A figure fell.


    He is an old man in grey.


    His long hair is scattered, gray and white, and there is a tattoo like a flame in the center of his eyebrows.


    "The eastern continent and the witch clan are both related to you. It seems that I feel good, and God can''t save you." The old man said faintly, and immediately with a wave of his right hand, a volume of silk books appeared.


    "Yang Fan of the eastern continent, the five heavenly elixirs, the flesh divine elixir, has the strength to kill the divine elixir, and is listed as the 30th evil spirit in Zhongzhou."


    The old man took his hand as a pen and quickly wrote a few words on the silk book.


    Then, on the silk book, a white awn burst out directly. With a flash of white light, it quickly dissipated into the void.


    Dissipated together, naturally there is the figure of the old man.


    The picture turns, in the magic cave.


    Yang Fan has been able to feel the great pressure.


    The whirlpool had rushed into the void, and the whole sky was stained with blood.


    A bloody sky.


    "Bloody sky, great disaster."


    "It''s over. This time we''re over."


    "This is heaven''s anger. Heaven wants to punish the suppressed Kirin. We shouldn''t, shouldn''t be contaminated with it."


    Seeing the sky turn pale, countless people regret it.


    They were so upset that they felt they really shouldn''t be here.


    "Yang Fan, no, let''s go back. I always feel that there is a sword to fall, and the power of that sword makes me feel afraid." Qingxinjiang was beside Yang Fan and said.


    "Are you afraid, too?" Yang Fan asked.


    "Nonsense, I''m not an invincible boss. Don''t you see that even the gang just ran away?" Qingxinjiang gave Yang Fan a white look.


    "I thought you were so calm that you didn''t speak until now. I thought you weren''t afraid of this power at all." Yang Fan smiled. But it was just a sound, and then said:


    "You guessed right. There''s a sword on it." Yang Fan pointed to the sky and looked at qingxinjiang: "it''s used to suppress the unicorn!


    Qingxinjiang''s face sank. He just wanted to speak, but was interrupted by Yang Fan:


    "Don''t talk yet. I''ll walk you away." Yang Fan said.


    "Leave? What are you doing?" Qingxinjiang was stunned. He thought Yang Fan had something to say.


    But Yang Fan shook his head and didn''t say much. Instead, he turned and looked at the group of people who had fallen into panic and despair:


    "Do you want to live?" Yang Fandao.


    In an instant, everyone''s eyes looked at Yang Fan.


    It''s like the last straw.


    Just for a moment, endless heat burst out in their eyes, and someone approached Yang Fan directly.


    "Hum!" Hum, Yang Fan.


    All of them woke up and stopped abruptly.


    They knew that if they were to get close to Yang Fan again, maybe Yang Fan would go straight and send them to the West first.


    "If you live, you can. I''ll take you away." Yang Fan said faintly.


    As soon as they heard this, they were immediately excited.


    What can excite them more than being able to live when death is imminent?


    But they are not stupid.


    They are waiting for the following, after Yang Fan''s sentence, there must be another but.


    In the game, many people had guessed what Yang Fan thought and immediately looked depressed.


    Sure enough, in their depressed eyes, Yang Fan finally said:


    "Sign him, and I will send you out for your strength to resist the river of blood." A stack of blank contracts appeared in Yang Fan''s hand.


    As soon as they saw it, their faces became gloomy.


    "Yang Fan, are you going to rob while the fire is burning? Two million Xuanli Jing is easy to say, but it''s too much to let our sect unconditionally obey your arrangement and do three things?"


    "Yes, Yang Fan, you are a strong man. How can you be so incorruptible."


    "Yang Fan, if you save us, we can give you three million Xuanli crystals. How about that?"


    Naturally, people can''t accept it.


    However, Yang Fan did not give them a chance to continue talking:


    "Ladies and gentlemen, find out your current situation. Are you qualified to bargain? As for those who say integrity, well, I hope you will have the courage to say this in the whirlpool later." Yang Fan sneered.


    In an instant, the man shut up and all the voices in the field dissipated.


    "Everyone, time is pressing. Anyone who thinks his life is not worth the money can ignore it. If you want to live, sign it. Time is limited. Give me the answer after three interest rates." The cold light in Yang Fan''s eyes flickered and said.


    "Three."


    The crowd has frowned, looking at Yang Fan''s firm expression, their hearts have wavered.


    "Two."


    Yang Fan said faintly, and their faces changed greatly. Yang Fan''s silence made them feel despair again.


    This is the only chance to survive. They don''t know if Yang fan can do it, but now they can only choose to believe it.


    "Three!"


    Finally, at the moment when Yang Fan''s voice fell, someone spoke:


    "OK, I promise you."


    An old man above the divine pill came out, took the contract and directly signed his own name. There is the first one, there is the second one. Soon, dozens of contracts will disperse in a hurry.


    This contract was signed with the power of the spirit. Yang Fan is not afraid that they will repent.


    "Yang Fan, I agree with your request. This time, we accept the planting."


    "Yes, we promised you. As long as you can get us out, no matter what you say, we will promise you."


    "Yang Fan, take out the contract."


    At this time, someone came up again.


    However, Yang Fan remained silent and looked at the crowd with a funny face:


    "You''re late."


    A cold voice.