Yan Lan clenched his fists and stared coldly at the six elders of the Xuan clan.

The cultivation of the six elders of the Xuan clan swelled with a powerful qi that almost suffocated Yan Lan.

The disciples of Gangtianmen, their eyes wandered between Yan Lan and the six elders of the Xuan clan, and they didn't understand where Yan Lan had taken the seven elders of the Xuan clan into captivity.

The barefoot old ghost knew the strength of the six elders of the Xuan clan, his face was cautious, suppressed the injuries in his body, slowly stood up, came to Yan Lan's side, and said, "Sixth Elder, the cultivation of the seventh elder is so strong, isn't it ridiculous for you to ask my disciple where he went?"

The eyes of the six elders of the Xuan clan were cold, and his sharp gaze swept around Yan Lan, he didn't believe that Yan Lan had the strength to hide the seven elders. However, the Seven Elders disappeared in an instant, and it must have nothing to do with the ancient treasure on Yan Lan's body.

The reason why the six elders didn't do it was because they were afraid of the treasures on Yan Lan's body, although he was not convinced, but he would rather believe that he had it than not believe it, after all, several elders of the Xuan clan had disappeared without a trace because of Yan Lan, and it was difficult to find it.

The six elders of the Xuan clan snorted coldly and said, "Barefoot old ghost, what are you thinking, don't think that the old man doesn't know." You, the disciple Yan Lan, are so evil that even you can't figure out his details. You're not afraid that one day, he'll bite you back. At that time, with your ability, I am afraid that it will be difficult to turn the sky upside down!"

The barefoot old ghost shrugged and smiled: "Old thief, old ghost, my fate, I don't need you to worry about it." In today's battle, you and I are incompatible. If you want to do it, even if the old ghost and I escape into reincarnation, I will pull you along, if you don't believe it, you can give it a try. ”

After that, the barefoot old ghost erupted into a strong momentum.

Yan Lan frowned slightly. He noticed that although the barefoot old ghost was strong, there was a faint slight tremor. Apparently due to minor injuries.

Yan Lan leaned towards the barefoot old ghost slightly, and his mind locked on the thunder punishment Gumu. At this time, only the thunder punishment Gu Mu could suppress the momentum of the six elders of the Xuan clan.

"Hahaha......"

The six elders of the Xuan clan smiled arrogantly, and the momentum around them was also surging, and shouted: "What a strong one, today, to destroy you rabble, the old man's strength alone is enough." ”

After saying that, the six elders of the Xuan clan pinched their hands with both hands. actually sacrificed two killing arrays, attacking the barefoot old ghost and Yan Lan respectively.

When the killing array was sacrificed, Yan Lan only felt that Mount Tai was on the top, and his body was difficult to move half an inch.

"Old ghost master, be careful!"

"Senior Brother Yan, be careful!"

“......”

The disciples of Gangtianmen exclaimed in surprise, their cultivation was powerless at the moment.

Suddenly, Yan Lan shouted: "Old thief." You're looking for death!"

Before the words fell, Yan Lan's thunder soul surged, breaking through a trace of the Qi lock of the Seven Elders, and immediately opened the ancient sheath shell. Holding the handle of the ancient mu in his right hand, the murderous intent in his eyes was surging, and he roared violently. The thunder punishment Gu Mu came out in response.

Suddenly, a transparent spatial ripple. With Yanlan as the center, it expanded in all directions.

A thunder that looks at the world. In the hands of Yan Lan, it was like the Nine Heavens Thunder, which descended on Yan Lan.

Everyone gasped, and in an instant, they felt that they had become incomparably small, and Yan Lan was like a thunder mountain hundreds of millions of miles high, standing majestically in front of them.

The expressions of the six elders of the Xuan clan changed drastically, and this thunder power actually made him taste death.

"This ...... Is this an ancient treasure?"

A trace of greed and surprise flashed in the hearts of the six elders of the Xuan clan, but in an instant, these emotions were all wiped out, and the minds of the six elders were completely filled with fear.

"No ......"

In the face of the ancient mang, the six elders even had the strength to move their bodies. can only look up at the sky and roar unwillingly.

The mangs of the ancient clan, like a torrent of thunder and lightning, poured out wildly, hitting the bodies of the six elders of the Xuan clan, as if it was a huge wave, slapping towards a bird on the lonely reef.

"Boom ......"

There was an earth-shattering explosion, and the souls of the six elders of the Xuan clan were scattered, and their bodies turned into powder, and they could no longer find a single thing. Only one storage ring remained, turning into a ghostly light and burrowing into Yan Lan's sleeve.

At the same time, inside the ancestral hall of the Xuan clan, the soul jade slip of the six elders shattered with a "ding" sound.

The six elders of the Xuan clan were completely destroyed, and they died more completely than the eighth elders and the ninth elders. At least, the soul jade slip of the eighty-ninety-two old man is just dim, and there is still a trace of vitality.

After a breath, the Thunder Punishment Gu Mu was not controlled by Yan Lan and burst into the sheath.

Yan Lan took a deep breath, and every time he sacrificed the Thunder Punishment Gu, he felt a sense of panic. Because, he can't control the Thunder Punishment Gu Mu at all, he only has to choose when to sacrifice the Thunder Punishment Gu Mo, and in a day, he only has one choice, and each sacrifice is only one breath time.

After a few breaths, the barefoot old ghost came back to his senses, and looked at the Thunder Punishment Gu Mu behind Yan Lan sneeringly, he now fully believed that the death of the Four Ancestors was all due to the backlash of the Thunder Punishment Gu Mu. This kind of power is no match for their strength.

The barefoot old ghost was very curious about why Yan Lan was able to have the magical power to control the thunder and punish the ancient mound. He was sure that if he didn't get the approval of the Thunder Punishment Gumu, none of them would be able to use the Thunder Punishment Gumu, and they would even be counterattacked and killed.

All the disciples, until the majestic aura completely dissipated, they came back to their senses in a daze.

Previously, many people had seen the scene of the Four Ancestors being attacked by the Thunder Punishment Gumu, but compared to Yan Lan's angry sacrifice of the Thunder Punishment Gu Mu to kill the enemy, the original power was far less than one-tenth of today's.

Everyone's eyes fell on the ancient slug behind Yan Lan, and they subconsciously swallowed their saliva. Although they knew that killing the six elders of the Xuan Clan was all based on the Thunder Punishment Gumu, it was unbelievable that Yan Lan could let the Thunder Punishment Gu Gu serve as his imperial envoy.

It's like a high god of killing, willing to obey an ant.

Even if you only obey the orders of one breath a day, it is enough to be shocking.

Tong Xun, Shi Xu, and Beifeng's hearts couldn't be calmed for a long time, they watched Yan Lan become stronger step by step, although they felt the shock brought to them by Yan Lan again and again, they should have been numb, but every time they saw it with their own eyes, they still felt shocked.

Yan Lan looked at the three of the five ancestors who were fighting thousands of miles away, and said in a deep voice: "The three puppets are immortal, and the crisis today is incomprehensible. Master, you and all the brothers and sisters will retreat to the mountain gate, and I will help the three ancestors to subdue the puppets. ”

The barefoot old ghost was about to hesitate, but when he saw Yan Lan's resolute gaze, he knew that Yan Lan must be sure that he would do so, so he immediately turned around and ordered the disciples to retreat to the mountain gate.

Yan Lan hung in the air, shook his body, and stepped into the ghostly fire space.

At this time, the seven elders of the Xuan clan were being whipped by the phantom fire and whipped wildly, and their momentum was sluggish.

Xuanye, who was squatting in the corner, became more and more frightened, and did not dare to make any movement.

Yan Lan came to the side of the Seven Elders, his eyes were cold, and the majestic beast soul power rose up to the sky.

Although the alien beast Zilin is still asleep, Yan Lan is connected with the soul of the alien beast, and he can invoke a part of the alien beast soul power without alarming Zilin.

The soul power of the alien beast turned into a beast seal, condensed in Yan Lan's palm, and bloomed with dazzling brilliance.

"Seventh Elder, you forced me!"

Yan Lan's eyes were fierce, and with the purple lin beast seal, he slammed on the Seven Elder Heavenly Spirits. (To be continued......)