The thunderous purple eagle died, Xuan Qi's face changed suddenly, he stepped back, and stared at Yan Lan.

"How is it possible, Yan Lan's body has the power to rival the three-legged golden crow, and in this world, there is a second person who has the divine power of an ancient beast!"

"No, I am the one to whom the destiny of heaven belongs, the emperor of all cultivators, and my existence is to represent the heavens, the gods, and dominate all beings!"

"Fan Xiu, how can you have the power to match me, the power that Yan Lan just now must be a certain magic weapon, and the power released can only have the power of one blow. ”

"There is no one who can stop my steps and obscure my light. I am the closest to God among all cultivators!"

"Whoever hides my brilliance can only die!"

Xuan Qi's anger was monstrous, he didn't expect that he would use his strongest strength to be confronted by Yan Lan, which was absolutely intolerable.

Yan Lan was also slightly surprised, and said in his heart: "Zilin has been sleeping so far, and the soul power of the alien beast has become so strong, and under the competition with Xuanqi, he actually tore the thunder purple eagle beast soul to pieces. ”

After a little groaning, Yan Lan noticed the strong killing intent of Xuan Qi, and immediately raised his mind and waited for it.

At this moment, the strange beasts Zilin and Ziyi also looked solemn, and the momentum on their bodies was terrifying.

"Yan Lan, today, you are dead or alive!"

Yan Lan's pupils shrank, and he saw Xuan Qi coming with the might of the golden crow.

The three-legged golden crow with the color of black gold, although it was transformed into a shape, was thousands of feet long, and the flames around it were enough to burn the sky.

"Xuan abandoned the imperial beast, not a mortal beast, in this battle, only Zilin can contend with!"

Yan Lan pinched the trick with both hands, instantly. In front of him, a fierce beast with purple thunder flashes all over its body. Roared out.

A desolate ancient coercion instantly enveloped the land of thousands of miles.

on the earth. There were more than 10,000 strong men, fainted, and only 3,000 monks remained, who could still stay awake, but their expressions were pale and they retreated in shock.

Yan Lan carried the purple lin that came out, roared angrily, and went straight towards Xuan Qi.

"Roaring ......"

"Bang ......"

The beast roared, and the golden crow hissed. The loud bang shook the heavens and the earth.

Purple thunder, like a blooming purple lotus, shrouded thousands of miles in the sky.

The glow of black gold is like the sunset in the western sky, printing and dyeing the land for thousands of miles.

Dao Dao Guanghua, in the sky of the upper reaches, winding, tearing buckets. Countless points of light. Falling down, like a divine rain.

All the monks who were still awake hurriedly took the fainting crowd and retreated thousands of miles away.

The broken ruler is shocked and pinched the seal. In front of the nine hanging stones, several defensive prohibitions were laid.

The untrue immortals on the ground also waved their sleeves and laid down the prohibition. This momentum is too huge. Even he was horrified.

Yan Lan only felt that his soul was shaking and his breath was messy. Immediately, his hands were sealed and pressed on the center of his eyebrows, so as to stabilize the restless power in his body.

"Sure enough, as I expected, the fierce beast on Xuan Qi's body is comparable to Zilin. Just now, I vaguely heard what the true immortal said, the beast was called the three-legged golden crow. Could it be that it is really an ancient divine beast?"

"In the whole world, there are absolutely only a handful of people who carry ancient beasts. Zilin is what I got in the sky and land, and it is enough to be the pet of creation, and the opportunity is against the sky. Why does Xuan Qi have such ancient beasts on his body?"

Suddenly, in Yan Lan's mind, the confused dream appeared, a chaotic and illusory world, a gray figure, with a vague and deep voice, as if muttering to himself: "Child, from now on, you will no longer be an ordinary man, the wheel of fate has turned, please continue to cater to my love......!"

Yan Lan's expression changed suddenly, and he shouted in his heart: "I'm not the only one, what does it mean? Could it be that Xuan Qi also has the same fate as me, and he is also one of them?"

Yan Lan's heart was shocked, for the first time, he felt that everything was illusory, so real, so real that it was terrifying.

Yan Lan took a deep breath and raised his gaze, only to see that Xuan Qi was also pale, and there was surprise hidden in his pupils.

At this moment, Xuan Qi was shocked in his heart, he was never under Yan Lan, he didn't do any weird dreams like Yan Lan, he always felt that all this was his extraordinary life, but he was favored by heaven, he once thought that he was the only one in this world.

But now, Xuan Qi found that there was another person, the same age as him, and with the same fierce ancient beast.

"Yan Lan, no matter how strong you are, today, I will kill you!"

Xuan Qi smiled coldly, with one hand, and wanted to sacrifice a killing move.

The silver-robed old man turned pale, hid behind the hanging stone prohibition, and immediately shouted: "You, stop!"

Xuan Qi's eyes froze, his killing intent surged, and he shouted coldly: "Noise!"

Before the words fell, two fingers of his right hand were pointed, and a ray of black gold went straight to the silver-robed old man.

"Poof......

The Igin Mang broke through the protective prohibition, as if entering the realm of no forbidden.

The silver-robed old man was horrified, and immediately used his lifelong cultivation, turning into a strong defense, blocking in front of him.

The eyebrows of the untrue immortal on the ground froze, and he immediately shook the rattle in his hand, and a drum shadow climbed up to the sky and hit the mang of Ugin directly.

"Boom ......"

The glow of Ugin dissipated, the shadow of the drum dissipated, and the defense in front of the silver-robed old man dissipated, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood, which immediately fell to the ground.

The broken ruler Jinghong raised his right hand and caught the silver-robed old man, his face was extremely gloomy. Xuan Qi openly injured the elders of the Beast Taming Alliance, and he simply didn't take the Beast Taming Alliance seriously.

The silver-robed old man stabilized his body and immediately said: "Thank you to the immortal predecessors for coming to the rescue, if it weren't for that, my life would be at rest." I have never seen this son in my life. When did the Xuan clan produce such a person who rebelled against the sky, my cultivation in the early stage of the Seven Infants Transformation was in front of him, and he had no power to fight back. ”

The untrue immortal was silent, staring at Xuan Qi, as if thinking about something.

The surface of the broken ruler is calm, but the heart is extremely frightened, the silver-robed old man Qiyan infant transformation early stage of cultivation, don't say a junior Tianjiao, even some elders of the Xuan clan make a move, it is difficult to hurt it so much with one move.

"Deputy Alliance Leader, do you want to stop this battle?"

The silver-robed old man asked, his body still trembling slightly.

Broken Ruler Jinghong shook his head slightly, and said, "You sit down and rest, this battle, let them fight." Xuan Qi is not trivial, Yan Lan is also very human, who wins and who loses, it is not yet known. ”

As he spoke, Broken Ruler looked at the Xuan Clan's Hanging Stone, except for the middle-aged monk, who was not surprised, the rest of the Xuan Clan's people also opened their mouths, obviously they didn't know beforehand, Xuan Qi was carrying such a kind of creation.

On the hanging stone of the Zhanjia family, everyone was already stunned, and they didn't know what to say. Unexpectedly, the thunderous purple eagle was dead, and the final competition became a duel between Yan Lan and Xuan Qi.

The people of Gangtianmen straightened their bodies, and everything in front of them was already beyond their imagination.

The expression of the red-robed old man in the Curse Valley finally changed drastically, and Shi Qian frowned, but at this time, he touched the scene and comprehended.

At this time, no one noticed it, Wu Se stood solemnly, his hands were folded, his eyes were deep, and between his eyebrows, a nameless beast mark flashed with a rich golden glow, which was being suppressed by him with all his might. (To be continued......)