Although the black brake and the white brake worked hard to gather the people, it was still the next morning that they were able to gather the power they were satisfied with.

During this period, Ruan Ninghao was naturally very dissatisfied, after all, he couldn't wait to take possession of Ziyi immediately. However, he was hot-minded and anxious, and the black and white brakes still had some brains, knowing that Yan Lan was not easy to mess with, and the emaciated camel was bigger than a horse, so he almost walked around the entire Eastern Region of the Frost Country.

In the end, they summoned thirty Keqing masters, and the minimum cultivation was the infant stage of the four Yan Yuan, among them, two people reached the eighth Yan Yuan infant stage, and four people reached the seventh Yan Yuan infant stage.

In addition, more than 100 monks who had a feud with Tiangangmen were also gathered, but this part of the people was a little mixed, and there were actually many monks in the Yuan Dan period and the Hua Dan period mixed in, I don't know if those sects looked down on Tiangangmen, or because of the obscenity of the Ruan family's forces, they sent a few disciples at will to fill the number. However, there are also many masters among them, and the monks of the infancy of the Seven Roots have two of them.

In the Ruan family's palace, all the people were standing in the wide martial arts arena, plus Ruan Ninghao's original thirty subordinates, the total number of all the monks was close to two hundred.

Among the Ruan family's forces, there is no shortage of strong people. Among them, there are as many as four strong people in the infancy of Qiyanyuan.

This time, Ruan Ninghao came to Zhenge, in order to obtain Ziyi and quickly improve his cultivation, he even invited the four Qiyan Yuan infancy powerhouses hidden in the snow to move.

Ruan Ninghao looked at the nearly two hundred monks leisurely, his expression was very angry, he shook his head and took a sip of tea, coughed lightly, and said proudly: "Everyone, Tiangangmen doesn't know what to do. Outside the Purple Forest, not only did I dare to hurt me, but I also injured and killed many of you. This hatred and hatred. If we don't get back a little face, the monks of the world will laugh at us for being cowardly. ”

Ruan Ninghao's look was full of righteous indignation, as if he was the embodiment of justice, he took a sip of tea and continued: "Now, God help us, Tiangang Sect has just been destroyed by a mysterious sect. Fight to the last breath. As the saying goes, strike while the iron is hot, and we will go to Tiangangmen now and ask them to repay the lives of our dead men. We want them to pay us for our huge cultivation resources, and we want them to humbly kneel down and apologize to us. Ladies and gentlemen, today I, Ruan Ninghao, will give you this head. Everyone twisted into a rope. With the strength of all of us, I am not afraid that Tiangangmen will not bow my head obediently. ”

"Okay, long live Young Master Ruan!"

"Kill those bastards in Tiangangmen, and ask them to kneel down and lick their shoes!"

"This tone must come out, with Young Master Ruan standing up for us, who are we afraid of!"

“......”

The crowd immediately became agitated and shouted loudly, and their faces were flushed. His eyes flashed with a fiery glow.

In the crowd, Ruan Ninghao naturally arranged some masters who were good at inciting the atmosphere. One after another shouted, tickling at some of the nerves that were acting as minions.

The corners of Ruan Ninghao's mouth floated with an old fox-like cunning arc, and after everyone had vented enough, he raised his hand to suppress the noisy voice, and said: "Let's go, if you are a person who cultivates below the Yuan Infant Stage, don't go to join in the fun, we have to speed up, Tiangangmen has more time to stick incense, and we can recover a little more strength." ”

Ruan Ninghao naturally knew that some forces were sent out to make soy sauce, but he didn't break it, but hummed in his heart: "Wait, wait for the master to finish Tiangangmen, and then slowly clean you up." ”

Leaving behind more than 60 monks in the Yuan Dan stage and turning into a Dan stage, one hundred and twenty monks rose into the air.

Ruan Ninghao sat in a luxurious sedan chair, surrounded in the center of the crowd, he lifted the curtain, looked at the more than 100 monks who were angry around him, his eyes were cold: "This time, there are two Eight Yan Yuan Infant Monks, ten Seven Yan Yuan Infant Monks, hmph, just the Seven Yan Yuan Infant Monks are enough to be called the leader of a sect, just one Tiangang Sect, see that I don't kick you out of the this time." ”

Ruan Ninghao poured a sip of tea violently, then squinted his eyes slightly, and hummed an unknown tune leisurely.

Two hours later, everyone arrived at Tiangangmen a hundred miles away.

Although for the Yuan Infant Monk, flying for two hours did not consume too much spiritual power, in order to maintain the best condition, everyone fell to a mountain and rested for an hour before shooting towards the Tiangang Gate.

Arriving at the sky above the Tiangang Gate, everyone looked down at the Tiangang Gate, which had collapsed two peaks, and the corners of their mouths were even more proud.

"Hehe, Tiangangmen was really beaten up a lot, even the two wing peaks were destroyed, just one Tiangangmen, what do you want to fight with us?"

"It is said that Yan Lan's guy is a little weird, everyone only needs to guard against him, and the others can be kneaded at will. ”

"Cut, how capable a little doll with no hair can be. It's a big deal that all our strong people will focus on beating him alone, he has the ability to turn the sky upside down, and he still has to cry his father and call his mother. ”

“......”

These monks who despise Yan Lan's strength have never been to the Purple Forest, although they have heard rumors, but people often like to be self-righteous and feel good about themselves, and they do not take the teenage Yan Lan to heart.

And the few monks who had seen Yan Lan's power were silent and slowly retreated to the back of the crowd.

The gang in front of them was clamoring to ravage Tiangangmen, their hands were itchy and ready to move, so let them take the lead.

"Knock...... Boom...... Knock ......"

Just when everyone from the Ruan family flew over the Tiangang Gate, the disciples of the Tiangang Gate who were in charge of the vigilance discovered the situation and immediately rang the rapid warning bell.

In a quiet room in Tiangang Palace, Yan Lan's eyes opened slightly, the corners of his mouth raised, and he chuckled: "Ruan Ninghao, you really can't hold back, since you're here, you don't have to go back." ”

Yan Lan slowly stood up, and in a flash, his figure flashed, and he fell to Tiangang Square.

In fact, when the people of the Ruan family were hundreds of miles away from Tiangang Gate, he already knew their traces, and even the strength of the Ruan family monks was clearly known.

The soul realm of the seventh pinnacle of the human realm, with the power of the thunder soul, is not a joke.

Yan Lan raised his head, his expression was unwavering, and all around, strong people such as Hong Huan, Qinghong, Ma Lao, Tiger Monkey, and Qingye appeared one after another, and their eyes were all looking at everyone in the Ruan family.

Hong Huan frowned and said, "Who are these people, judging by their momentum, they are chaotic, and they don't look like people from Xuanzong." ”

Ziyi stood beside Yan Lan, and immediately said in disgust: "They are the Ruan family's forces, these scumbags actually want to take advantage of the fire to rob, today, they will definitely not let them have a good time." ”

Ziyi's eyebrows and black phoenix marks flickered faintly, and the dignified murderous aura radiated from the marks, revealing their edges.

Qinghong immediately introduced the Ruan family's forces, Hong Huan nodded lightly, his eyebrows locked slightly, and said: "I didn't expect that Ruan Ninghao has a background in the royal family of the Frost Country, and the royal family of the Frost Country is not so easy to mess with!"

The corners of Yan Lan's mouth lifted and said, "Ancestor, we are not easy to mess with!"

Hong Huan laughed, nodded his beard, and said, "Hehe, it's true......"

Before Hong Huan finished speaking, a scolding suddenly came from the sky: "Qinghong old horseman, obediently hand over the two disciples of Yan Lan and Ziyi, sacrifice all the elixir spirit stones, magic weapons and divine weapons, and all the disciples kneel down and kowtow to us to make amends." If you don't do it, next year today, it will be the day of the Tiangangmen Destruction Festival. I'm afraid that by then, there will not even be anyone to burn paper for you. ”

Yan Lan heard the prestige, and the person who said this was Ruan Ninghao. His pupils tightened, and he smiled softly, as if staring at a talking corpse. (To be continued......)

PS: Today's power grid renovation and repair, from early to now has been out of power, resulting in a delay in the update, sorry!