Yan Lan stood under the tumbling red clouds, like an unyielding god of war, proudly watching.

"The more powerful the offensive, the more time it takes to build momentum. Although the power of this Thousand Thousand Emotions Tribulation is far greater than that of Thousand Strings Broken Soul, it takes more time to build up momentum than Thousand Strings Broken Soul. The gap between the three pianos and the momentum is the key to my turnaround. Look, I'll make you regret all the tricks. ”

Yan Lan raised the Thunder Sword high, and the Thunder Soul energy poured out.

In the soul, the thunder and lightning soul element is also like opening the floodgates, providing thunder soul energy mightily.

Yan Lan gritted his teeth and exerted the power of the thunder soul to the peak.

"Thunderclouds in the sky, listen to my orders, and end thousands of thunderstorms!"

"Boom!"

"Whew!"

Above the sky, thunder and lightning flashed loudly. The red cloud rolled violently, and gradually, the purple-red lightning converged in the center of the red cloud from all directions.

At the eye of the whirlpool, more and more accumulation, the power became stronger and stronger, and the purple-red light became more and more prosperous.

Thousands of miles away, the cultivators stared at the changes in the thunderclouds above the sky, and were suddenly surprised.

"That young man actually has the magic power to control thunderclouds, this ...... How is this possible!"

"He actually forcibly controlled the Thunder Tribulation condensed by the Three Peerless Qins for his own use, such a domineering method, which sect did he come from? How could I never have heard of it?"

"To seize the power of heaven and earth condensed by others, this is really something I have never seen in my life. ”

“......”

Hundreds of miles away, the love sword impermanence that fought with the bewitching man was indistinguishable, and after the bewitching man retreated, both of them focused on the thunderclouds in the sky.

The love sword impermanence looked at Yan Lan from afar. A small figure, but he can release the power of the sky, with his qualifications and knowledge. They were all slightly surprised.

"This ability to conquer heaven and earth, don't say that among people of the same age, it is among the same level of cultivation, and there are very few people who can compare with Yan Lan. Yan Lan experienced this battle, and the harvest will be unprecedentedly huge. ”

Love Sword Impermanence groaned secretly, while paying attention to the movements of the bewitching man.

As expected. The bewitching man sensed that something was wrong, and immediately attacked and killed Yan Lan.

How could the impermanence of the love sword be as he wished, and he stopped it immediately.

The bewitching man saw this. It's like going crazy, frantically throwing off the impermanence of the sword of love.

The impermanence of the love sword is a big fall, but the combat experience is still there, and the body moves with a mysterious trajectory. dragged the bewitching man to death.

Another battle circle. Tong Xun, Shi Xu, and Beifeng, as well as the sixteen monks of the Fierce Axe Gang, also stopped fighting, and everyone stared at the sky, their eyes locked on the young man standing proudly under the thunderclouds.

"Senior Brother Yan, you must not have an accident!"

Tong Xun's heart was like a knife, Yan Lan was defeated and vomited blood, so she couldn't wait to rush up and kill the three jueqin. But she understands that her strength is far inferior to that of the Three Jueqin. Self-protection is the biggest help to Yanlan.

In the other direction, Xichen restrained the hippie smile of the past. The gaze is solemn.

Mo Li prayed silently, hoping that Yan Lan would be able to survive this catastrophe.

The old men and women of the Mingquan tribe knelt on the ground reverently, constantly changing various gestures, and kept uttering some incomprehensible words, sometimes prostrate, sometimes lying flat, as if praying for Yanlan and worshipping the gods.

The fanged ghost dogs, under this heavenly might, all whined in horror.

The reaction of the crowd was actually at the same time.

Above the sky, it is changing rapidly.

Yan Lan stared at the increasingly majestic purple and red lightning, and then looked down, staring at the frightened face of the Three Jueqin, and shouted coldly: "Thousands of thunder tribulations, kill the Three Jueqin!"

"Boom!"

The purple-red electric glow began to boil violently.

Sanjue Qin sensed the majesty above the sky, and her body, like Yan Lan's before, was overwhelmed and unable to move.

"Big brother, save me!"

The three jue pianos roared and smashed a spirit rune in their hands.

At this moment, thunder fell from the sky, and the ocean was unbridled, as if the heavens and the earth were connected by a huge thunderstorm.

"Heavenly Thunder Bead!"

"Boom!"

Just when Lei Mang was about to hit the body of the Three Peerless Qin, a dazzling bead suddenly appeared. The two collide, and the sound of vastness fills thousands of miles.

At the same time, a loud voice echoed between heaven and earth.

A gray figure, as if emerging from the hands of the Three Jueqin, the wide robe, covering the Three Jueqin underneath.

The gray light shone, resisting the aftermath of the thunder explosion.

Yan Lan was in mid-air, his eyes changed slightly, and he exclaimed: "The Three Jueqin actually has helpers, and the cultivation of this gray figure is obviously higher than that of the Three Jueqin." ”

At this moment, the clouds above Yan Lan's head had exhausted most of their energy and dispersed with the wind.

Yan Lan found that the power of the thunder soul had been consumed by as much as seventy percent, and the spiritual power of the whole body had also been reduced to three.

With a dodge, Yan Lan fell to the ground, looking at the gray figure vigilantly.

All around, everyone's expressions changed drastically, but they didn't expect that at this critical moment, there would be a strong person intervening. As a result, the situation was very unfavorable to Yanlan's side.

"Shadow!"

The bewitching man smiled evilly, and no longer wanted to die or run to the three jueqin. Because, his situation with the impermanence of the love sword was reversed in an instant.

At this moment, it was the love sword impermanence desperately trying to lean towards Yan Lan, and the bewitching man naturally tried his best to stop it.

The strength of the two is already comparable, so the love sword impermanence has not been able to get close to Yan Lan as he wishes.

A wave of anxiety ignited in the heart of the impermanence of the love sword.

The hope that had just been ignited was ruthlessly extinguished in an instant.

It can be seen from the impermanence of the love sword that the cultivation of the gray shadow has reached the great consummation of the first generation of the infant transformation period, and its strength far exceeds that of the three absolute qins in the late stage of the first generation of the infant transformation.

At this moment, everyone on Yan Lan's side felt a sense of powerlessness in their hearts.

"Woo ......"

Above the ruined wilderness, only the cold wind whined, and the atmosphere was lonely and bleak.

At this moment, Yan Lan saw the gray shadow lift his robe, stood up, and stared at the ground from a distance, his eyes revealing surging murderous intent.

Sanjueqin also stood up, his expression obviously haggard, but because of the coming of the gray shadow, his spirit was much better.

"Brother Jueying, it is he, who destroyed my natal magic weapon and wants to destroy me completely. ”

Sanjue Qin pointed at Yan Lan, pretending to be sad, but in fact said extremely proudly.

That gray shadow is naturally the absolute shadow in the mouth of the three unique pianos.

Jueying smiled coldly, and said in a loud voice: "Boy, my Treasure Heavenly Thunder Bead has been dominating this territory for hundreds of thousands of miles, and has never been defeated, but it was destroyed by your move. Today, you forced me to personally appear and kill you, and your death is also worthy of glory. ”

"Ah, it's the demon of the Shadow, it turns out that he is not dead!"

Thousands of miles away, there was an infant transformation powerhouse who recognized the shadow.

Another infant transformation monk was surprised: "The absolute shadow is the absolute overlord of this 100,000-mile territory, killing people like numbness, ruthless, even the strong people in the late stage of the infant transformation have been killed, but there is no news over the years, I thought it was killed by a strong person, but I didn't expect it to appear again." Hey, that young man, I'm afraid it's more than lucky. ”

"Hey!"

Many strong people shook their heads and sighed. A teenager who can force Jueying to show up is indeed worthy of glory as Jueying said.

It's just that such a talent is about to fall, but it is a great pity. However, there is nothing that can be done by the crowd, and they can only watch.

Yan Lan clenched the Heavenly Thunder Sword, soared into the air, and shouted proudly: "Death, what glory." Since you think it is glorious, then I will give you the glory of death!"

Yan Lan frantically absorbed the golden ability, and at this moment, he decided to invoke the Flood Desolation Beast Power of the Alien Beast Zilin, and then use the Hongming Secret that his father had taught him to the extreme.

He must not retreat alone.

Jueying smiled disdainfully, soared into the air, opened his arms, and said with a gloomy smile: "Young man, go to hell and use your tongue!"

When Yan Lan heard this, he was about to wake up the alien beast Zilin.

Suddenly, the ethereal and mysterious Buddha chanting sounded in all directions, sometimes slow and sometimes urgent, sometimes suppressed and sometimes raised, as if one person was chanting silently, and it was like a thousand people chanting.

"Ahh

Suddenly holding his head in his hands, he howled in great pain, his body unsteady, and he fell to the ground in free fall.

At the same time, the three juveniles, the bewitching men, and the sixteen fierce axe gang monks all held their heads and rolled on the ground.

Yan Lan was stunned, the love sword was impermanent, and Tong Xun, Xichen and others looked at each other, not knowing why.

"The little monk is over, and the karma is gone, Amitabha!"

A solemn Buddha voice came, and an arc of dazzling golden light flashed.

Yan Lan's pupils shrank, and he immediately recognized the familiar back.

Now he came at night, and when he came, it was also night.

"Brother Wuse, you ...... What a timely time!" (To be continued......)

PS: Good morning, cute. The long-awaited Wuse finally appeared. Next, it will be even more exciting.