The expressions of the cultivators of Gangtianmen suddenly changed greatly, and under such a mighty situation, they couldn't help but retreat again and again.

The third ancestor looked up at the sky with a shocked face: "Yan Lan's palm, even the old man is terrified, his cultivation is ......"

The Third Ancestor slowly lowered his gaze and shifted it to Yan Lan, his heart roaring violently.

He couldn't imagine that a junior didn't use any magic weapons, and with just the power of one palm, he could feel shocked.

Even, this feeling of horror was not so strong in the face of the Second Ancestor Killing Puppet and the Second Elder of the Xuan Clan.

What's more important is that Yan Lan's palm is shrouded by the Xuan clan, not aimed at the three ancestors

The bare-chested old man held his big belly and glared at the barefoot old ghost and said, "Old ghost, when did you become so powerful, you apprentice?

The Fifth Ancestor waved his gorgeous sleeve robe, looked at the sky and muttered, "Yan Lan's cultivation is comparable to us old guys!"

The Sixth Ancestor took a deep breath and said, "It's not comparable, but this kid's cultivation has clearly surpassed our old monster." We're really old......"

The barefoot old ghost smiled: "We don't need to make a move, these bastards of the Xuan clan are dead!"

In his heart, he said proudly: "Hehe, you old monsters still looked down on me at the beginning." Now, you finally know the old ghost's vision!"

......

Just as the ancestors were communicating, Yan Lan had finished gathering momentum, and with a loud shout, the giant palm fell with a bang.

The clouds in the sky fled in all directions, rising from the edge of the giant palm and between the fingers, as if the sky was about to boil.

Under the giant palm, the air is compressed to the extreme. It's like a canopy, crushed by a giant palm.

The Xuan people were terrified. Even the beast roared in terror, but it could not move.

"Boom ......"

The giant palm suppressed it. The Xuan clan was slammed on the charred earth, and none of them were spared.

Thousands of miles of land, shook, as if bearing Yan Lan's anger.

A large amount of dust stirred up, and then rose to the sky, connecting the heavens and the earth, and even the clouds above the sky that had escaped were dyed gray and yellow by the dust.

Everyone in Gangtianmen swallowed their saliva, everything in front of them. It's like a dream.

After a long time, the dust cleared, and a palm print was left on the charred earth.

The palm print is thousands of feet in circumference, dozens of feet deep into the ground, and it is simply a palm that creates a valley.

The people of Gangtianmen looked at the Palm Seal Valley, trying to find the remains of the Xuan clan.

The third ancestor shook his head and said: "Don't look for it, the Xuan clan is under this palm, and their bodies have turned to ashes." The form and spirit are destroyed, and it is impossible to find any traces. ”

Everyone gasped, their eyes instantly poured on Yan Lan, and their hearts shook strongly.

That palm. It can be said that dozens of strong people in the Seven-Eight Infant Transformation Period were shocked to ashes, even if they were the three ancestors. I can't do it.

Yan Lan's palms were closed, and several storage rings were put away. Then, with a flick, the nine-headed beast spirit core flew up. Meantime. The thunderous purple eagle flew into the sky and devoured the nine beast cores.

Then, the thundering purple eagle flapped its wings and fell to the earth, standing proudly, like a mountain.

Yan Lan exhaled heavily, hurriedly came to the ancestors, and respectfully bowed: "Disciple Yan Lan, meet the old ghost master, meet the third ancestor, the fifth ancestor, the sixth ancestor, the seventh ancestor, and have seen all the senior brothers and sisters!"

The barefoot old ghost immediately laughed and said, "Haha, Yan Lan, don't be so polite, the old ghost really didn't misunderstand you, haha!"

The Third Ancestor nodded slightly, Yan Lan has such strength, and he is still so humble and polite, which is extremely rare.

The rest of the disciples also exchanged their heads and ears, and suddenly felt that Yan Lan was quite pleasing to the eye.

Even the disciples who had had conflicts with Yan Lan before had to be impressed by Yan Lan's strength.

The bare-chested old man looked at Yan Lan and shook his head and said, "Oh, when the old man saw you, he also liked it very much, but unfortunately the old ghost refused to let go." ”

Then, the bare-chested old man looked at the barefoot old ghost again: "Old ghost, you have been loose all your life, sloppy all your life, I don't accept you anything, but you take a fancy to Yan Lan and accept him as a disciple. ”

The Sixth Ancestor also sighed with emotion: "At the beginning, I tested Yan Lan with the Nine Seals Killing Cactus, and I still remember it vividly, but I didn't expect that in just half a year, it would grow to such a point, it was really like a dream." ”

The Fifth Ancestor smiled and said: "Haha, yes, Yan Lan also broke my six stone pillars half a year ago, which was shocking at the time, but compared to now, it was really not surprising at the beginning!"

Yan Lan smiled slightly: "The disciple's achievements today are due to the teaching of the old ghost master and the ancestors, and they also trust the disciple, otherwise, the disciple will definitely have resentment and unstable Dao heart, how can he have this achievement!"

"Hahaha......"

All the ancestors laughed, and Yan Lan's humility made them feel extraordinarily cordial.

After chatting for a while, Yan Lan said: "Ancestors, everyone is in the same door, although the mountain gate of this gate has been destroyed, the mountains of Wanli have been scorched to earth. However, we should rebuild the mountain gate and integrate our forces. In this way, it can not only deter the Xuan clan, but also raise the prestige of our family. ”

When the third ancestor heard this, he immediately nodded and said, "The old man agrees with what Yan Lan said!"

All the disciples were excited, they had been holding back in the secret door space for a long time, and they had long been impatient. Now that the mountain gate has been rebuilt, it is naturally extremely exciting.

The Fifth Ancestor nodded and said: "This is very good, but unfortunately this place has been destroyed, all spirits have withered, and the spiritual veins have been broken.

The Sixth Ancestor said: "What the Fifth Ancestor Old Monster said is very true, but it is a pity that the spiritual vein treasure land in this million miles of territory has long been occupied by large and small forces. It seems that the only way to do this is to find a place that has not been destroyed. ”

The rest of the ancestors and all the disciples also nodded helplessly.

Yan Lan's eyes flickered a few times, looking at the land of thousands of miles. Once, the aura here was rich, the clouds were steaming, the mountains and rivers were stacked, and it was an excellent place for immortals.

Not only that, but here it also carries the memories of thousands of years of Gangtianmen.

Among them, there are also many things and many places, which make Yanlan reminisce and be full of nostalgic emotions.

Taking a deep breath, Yan Lan looked into the distance and said, "The location of this gate is not to be changed elsewhere. If you can be defeated and reborn, you can make outsiders admire the strength of your own sect. ”

"Since all souls have withered, then they will be revived, and since the spiritual veins have been broken, then the spiritual veins will be renewed. I want this land to be restored to its original state!"

Yan Lan spoke, and jumped up in the shocked eyes of everyone.

The cultivation of the distraction period is enough to move mountains and reclaim the sea, draw rivers into land, and grasp the land into lakes, which is by no means comparable to the cultivation of the infant transformation period.

Yan Lan hung in the air, his whole body was cultivated into a crazy operation, and he immediately transformed into a pair of big hands and grabbed the earth.

Two big hands, thousands of zhang in size, kneaded the soil into mounds, piled up rocks into mountains, and ploughed into rivers.

The cultivators of Gangtianmen looked at this shocking scene, they were all stunned, their hearts were surging, Yan Lan's method was simply like the creation of the ancient gods, shocking and magnificent. (To be continued......)