Soon, Chu Lan heard footsteps, that person had already come here.

"You're the owner of this ancient tomb, aren't you?"

"Yes, junior, congratulations on passing the assessment of this seat. ”

......

The two of you and I said one by one, all of them were innocuous polite words, and Chu Lan's expression became more and more solemn.

The voice...... This smell ...... Could he be wrong?

The two of them chatted for an unknown amount of time, and finally, they finally got down to business.

"According to what the seniors said, junior, I still have to fight another person who has passed the test?"

"Yes. ”

"Then, can you let that fellow Daoist come out? After all, time is running out!"

The strong man hesitated for a moment, then clapped his hands, "Boy, come out." ”

Finally, Chu Lan, who had long been unable to hold back, suddenly jumped out and looked at the person who had just spoken, "Sure enough, it's you!"

The man in front of him was none other than the first chief of the Burning Heaven Pavilion, Mo Lingyue!

What the hell are you afraid of!

"Chu Lan?!The first one to pass is you?!" Seeing Chu Lan's figure, Mo Lingyue's expression suddenly changed greatly, his murderous aura overflowed, and his demeanor just now completely dissipated.

"Boy!

At this moment, the strong man's voice sounded in Chu Lan's heart, and Chu Lan did not answer, but looked at him, and just walked forward silently.

"Make a show of the duel with him, we are the same era, this seat will naturally favor you, since you have already chosen you, then let go of your hands and feet to do it with him!

Chu Lan silently agreed in his heart, and he didn't know if the strong man knew it.

At this moment, he came to Mo Lingyue's face.

Mo Lingyue stared at Chu Lan and roared angrily, "Why? Why are you again! Do you have to press on me forever to be happy?!"

"What do you mean?"

"Enough!" Mo Lingyue jumped like thunder, "Chu Lan, you will always look like you don't care about yourself! Since you appeared in this world, my Mo Lingyue's brilliance has been covered by you, no matter how hard I try, it will always be you who others mention!"

"Over the years, because you can't cultivate, I finally gained the attention of the entire Burning Heaven Pavilion, and just when I was about to become the legend of the entire Qingxuan Empire, you actually appeared again!

"From beginning to end, I have always been pressed under you, obviously you are not my opponent at all, but I can only be your supporting role!"

Mo Lingyue went crazy and vented the suppressed anger in his heart, if it weren't for someone watching from the side, this guy would have done it a long time ago!

Chu Lan pressed his forehead helplessly, but he didn't expect that the reason why this guy hated himself was actually just sour...... It's really lemon essence......

Soon, Chu Lan revealed his most classic pretending mode, and smiled lightly: "That's a coincidence, master, I'm also very unhappy with you!

"Free delivery?" Mo Lingyue was stunned, and then said in shock, "Could it be that the two of them have already been ...... by you?"

Chu Lan smiled and made a movement to wipe his neck, the meaning was obvious.

Mo Lingyue was shocked, and then sneered, "Very good, it seems that you have the qualifications to let me do it myself!

"Is that all you want to kill me?"

"Of course!" Mo Lingyue's expression was extremely excited, almost crazy, "Soon, the Burning Heaven Pavilion will be incorporated into the Qinglei Sect, and the two sects will be one, and it will be a matter of time before the Bibo Sect is in the bag! As long as you are gone, not only can you solve my great trouble, but also make me the only Tianjiao in the entire Qingxuan Empire! At that time, the resources of the entire Qingxuan Empire will be tilted towards me! Hahaha! It's all mine!"

"Then there will be nothing to say, I can only solve you guy! After all, I don't like to leave a scourge who wants to kill myself!" For a while, Chu Lan was also full of murderous energy.

At this time, the strong man who was silently watching everything suddenly spoke, "Very good! Since both of you have the intention of cutting down the grass and eradicating the roots, then let's start a war here! By the way, show me the strength of the two of you!"

Then, the man's voice came to Chu Lan's mind again: "Boy, according to what I said, let go of your hands!

Chu Lan suddenly became excited, and responded in his heart: "I'll go, brother, you can do it!

"That is, since this kid from the era of cultivating immortals is so badly beaten, then just don't do anything and solve it! Compared to a hypocrite like him, I appreciate you more as a real villain!"

"Hahaha!" Chu Lan looked up to the sky and laughed, "Since that's the case, let's start performing!"

In an instant, Chu Lan's legs were wrapped in lightning, and Chu Lan came to Mo Lingyue like a flash of lightning, and a few flying kicks came down, catching him off guard.

The two widened the distance, Mo Lingyue hurriedly took out a spear from the Qiankun bag, exuding a terrifying murderous aura, the grade of this spear has reached the top grade of the mystery, it seems that it should be the prize of the three great competitions.

"Oh, this gun seems to be in the ruins of this seat, is this small country so poor?

Mo Lingyue brandished his spear and pointed at Chu Lan obliquely, "I heard that what you are cultivating is the Ghost Stick Technique transformed by my Ghost Marksmanship, let me see how many times you kid has practiced!"

After speaking, Mo Lingyue's spear blade exuded a terrifying aura, a sound of breaking wind sounded, and eight gun shadows came out together, and Chu Lan couldn't help but change his complexion.

Chu Lan didn't answer, but with a wave of his arm, he pulled out the black iron rod from the Qiankun bag, and an amazing momentum slowly emanated from his body.

Mo Lingyue's spear shadow was taken by Chu Lan one by one, and just when he was surprised, Chu Lan's backhand was another stick shadow.

The shadow of the stick and the shadow of the gun collided again, and the two flew out in both directions, and the battlefield was pulled apart again.

"You've also practiced to the ninth shadow?"

Mo Lingyue's eyes narrowed slightly, and a cold light flashed, "If you can practice to the ninth shadow like me, you really have two brushes!"

"Don't confuse me with you. Chu Lan spoke silently, holding the black iron rod tightly with both hands, a thick and violent force surging from his body, and the black iron rod also exuded an extremely strange aura, "Do you think what you think is what you think?"

"Hit the head!" Chu Lan jumped up, raised the black iron rod, and slashed at Mo Lingyue!

A stick was split, and the nine stick shadows followed, and at the moment when the black iron rod was about to fall, the nine stick shadows were in front of Mo Lingyue's eyes...... It's all together!