"What's that, what's the intention?"

Yan Lan didn't pay attention to Gu Mu's edge, whether he had killed the old man with red sleeves who had turned into a black giant, but stared at the whirlpool that the huge compass had incarnated, and he was surprised.

"Boom!"

The scorching glow of the ancient sky slammed down on the black giant, making a deafening explosion.

"No ......"

The black giant let out an unwilling roar, and his eyes were filled with disbelief light.

The old man with red sleeves couldn't imagine that he had already cast the forbidden trick of the Xuan Clan, devouring eight Spirit Pupil rhinoceros with the strength of the Four-Derived Infant Transformation Period, eighteen Blood Eagles with the strength of the Three-Derived Infant Transformation Period, and even the deputy leader of the mid-stage cultivation of the Five-Derived Infant Transformation did not let go.

Concentrating such a vast amount of energy and condensing it into the strongest Ten Thousand Devouring Demon Body, whose strength was comparable to that of a strong person in the Seventh Infant Transformation Period, was as fragile as a piece of rotten wood in front of Yan Lan's sword.

The back of the black giant burst out with hundreds of piercing thunderbolts, instantly illuminating the 100,000-mile sky. The ancient Lei Wei is also scattered for thousands of miles.

The space trembled violently, and the black giant shattered violently, and the vast energy immediately filled the space for thousands of miles.

It's just that everything that shattered the world failed to make Yan Lan turn back.

Yan Lan's gaze condensed, and the compass vortex became stronger and stronger.

"Oh no, that compass is weird!"

With just one breath, the Thunder Punishment Gu Mu automatically entered the sheath, and Yan Lan galloped towards the compass whirlpool.

At this moment, the compass vortex seemed to open a large mouth of blood disk, and a huge absorbing force was violently generated, and even the space below the vortex was distorted.

Xichen five. Instantly sensed a huge force, pulling them into the whirlpool.

Even the six-fingered green eagle. It also screams incessantly, trying its best to flap its wings. I want to avoid this sucking force.

The six-headed golden-scaled king python frantically rushed into the compass whirlpool.

However, the compass vortex is like fixed on the sky, and even with the power of the six pythons, it cannot be shaken.

Xichen glared at the compass whirlpool, gritted his teeth, pinched his hands, and sacrificed a thick defensive shield, trying to resist some devouring power for everyone.

Mended. As soon as Xichen raised his defensive shield, his body immediately approached the compass vortex uncontrollably.

"Erkong, be careful!"

Mo Li was shocked, and immediately rose into the air and grabbed the dust of the seal.

However, when Mo Li grabbed Xichen's ankle, he felt that the absorbing force was even more powerful, and it was completely impossible to resist.

Yan Lan looked at this scene thousands of miles away. Looking anxious, far water can't save the near fire, he is tens of thousands of miles away from the compass whirlpool, and under the whirlpool. Everything happens in a blink of an eye.

"Buzz ......"

Just when Tongxun, Shi Xu, and Beifeng were about to join forces to rescue, Xichen and Moli turned into a streamer. Sucked into the compass vortex.

"Don't ......"

Yan Lan roared, the Extreme Dao Divine Power and the Heavenly Dao Thunder Word. Push to the limit and blast towards the compass vortex.

After two explosions. The compass shimmered only with a faint glow, and no other mutations were visible.

After blinking an eye, Yan Lan fell to the bottom of the compass whirlpool, and his mind moved, and the soul devouring vortex under the primordial god ran violently, and it also spread out a majestic devouring power.

The two absorbing powers, frantically confronting each other, do not give in to each other.

"Release my senior brother and sister, otherwise, even if you are an ancient artifact, I will break you!"

Yan Lan roared angrily, his face was hideous, Xichen and Moli, in Tiangangmen, he was a disciple of Qingxuanmen, and in Gangtianmen, he was a disciple of a barefoot old ghost, Qingxuan had a life-saving grace, and a barefoot old ghost had a desperate rescue, he did not allow anyone to hurt Xichen and Moli.

"The compass is swirling, it's so weird. This absorbing power, if it is not a formation, the yin and yang flags should not work. For now, the only way to do this is to use the Hell Lamp. ”

Yan Lan's eyes froze, and the six-fingered green eagle, the golden-scaled king python, and the blue-eyed white tiger all turned into streamers and melted into the beast seal in his palm.

Immediately, Yan Lan took out the Hell Lamp, and with a move in his mind, he took the three of Tong Xun into the ghost fire space.

After all this, Yan Lan looked up at the compass vortex where the power of absorption became stronger and stronger, and even he gradually began to be difficult to resist.

Sighing helplessly, Yan Lan also stepped into the ghostly fire space, but his soul power was always poured into the compass vortex.

"Senior Brother Xichen, Senior Sister Moli, you can't have anything to do. ”

Yan Lan muttered to herself, her eyes flashing with anxiety.

In the blink of an eye, Yan Lan found that there was nothing below the compass whirlpool, and the compass trembled violently, the whirlpool disappeared immediately, and the compass also shrank sharply, and finally, it became a palm-sized compass, suspended in the sky.

Yan Lan stared at the compass and said in his heart: "The old man with red sleeves is dead, and this compass should be an ownerless thing." What happened to the whirlpool, Senior Brother Xichen?"

Yan Lan walked out of the ghostly fire space, stretched out his hand and grabbed it, and the compass fell quietly into his palm, which was completely different from the previous majesty.

In the ghostly fire space, Genno sensed that someone was coming, and quickly hid in a corner, not daring to move.

The three of them were also aware of Xuanye's existence, but at this moment, they had no time to care.

Yan Lan brought the three of Tong Xun out of the ghostly fire space. The eyes of the four were all locked on the compass.

Yan Lan carefully rubbed the compass, the compass was bronze-colored, slightly larger than the palm of the palm, and it was engraved with dense graphic patterns, like words, and like some mysterious totem symbol.

Yan Lan watched it for a long time, but she couldn't understand a character.

Shi Xu frowned, tried his best to suppress his anxiety, and asked, "Senior Brother Yan, can you see any clues, where are Xichen and Moli, are they alive or dead?"

Tong Xun and Beifeng both frowned, waiting for Yan Lan to answer. None of them could see any mystery in the compass, maybe the mysterious Yan Lan could discover any secrets.

Yan Lan exhaled softly, rubbed the compass pattern lightly with his thumb, shook his head slightly, and said, "I can't see the mystery of this thing, and I can't know the situation of Senior Brother Xichen and Senior Sister Moli. Let's hurry back to the sect, Master and Ancestor may know something. ”

The three of them nodded, and in the depths of their eyes, the color of worry and anxiety became even stronger.

Without further ado, Yan Lan sacrificed a six-fingered green eagle, carrying four people, and galloped towards Gangtianmen like lightning.

In the Gangtian Gate, all the ancestors, and most of the disciples, gathered in the Five Ancestors Mountain.

At present, the relationship between Gangtianmen and the Xuan clan is like fire and water, and in the face of the huge Xuan clan forces, Gangtianmen does not dare to be careless.

Because, the first ancestor disappeared, the second ancestor disappeared without a trace, the third ancestor could not come out of retreat, the fourth ancestor was tragically destroyed, and the eighth ancestor was barefoot and injured.

Now, the powerful ancestors of Gangtianmen are only the fifth ancestor, the sixth ancestor, and the seventh ancestor who are old-fashioned.

With the strength of the six-fingered green eagle and the peak of the infant, more than 200,000 miles, it will be half a day.

Looking at the Wuzu Mountain that was getting closer and closer in front of him, Yan Lan jumped up, put away the six-fingered green eagle casually, and landed on the Wuzu Mountain Square with the three of them.

The four ancestors and some disciples sensed the aura of Yan Lan and the four of them, and immediately walked out of the Dao Hall.

The barefoot old ghost looked at Yan Lan, smiled, swept his eyes, frowned, and hurriedly asked, "Yan Lan, it's okay for you to be fine, but why don't you see Xichen and Moli?"

Yan Lan shook his head and sighed, flipped his palm, and took out the mysterious compass. (To be continued......)