Chapter 865: The Xuan Clan Patriarch

"This person, his cultivation is extremely high, far above the elders of the Xuan clan, who is this person?"

Yan Lan retreated quickly, staring vigilantly at the Xuan Clan's Ancestral Tower, his mind was tense to the extreme, he believed that as long as this person came out of the tower, unless he used the Thunder Punishment Gu, he would definitely not be the one who would be in the same position.

Yan Lan spread out the power of the thunder soul and frantically swept over the ancestral tower, but he didn't notice the slightest, not even a trace of breath.

Suddenly, Yan Lan's pupils froze, and the barefoot old ghost was thrown out of the ancestral tower and shot straight towards him.

"Old ghost master!"

Yan Lan didn't care about his vigilance, his body rushed forward, grabbed the barefoot old ghost, and retreated in a hurry.

"The next time we meet, it's time to kill you, get out!"

In the ancestral tower, there was another sound of vicissitudes, with a trace of anger and a trace of forbearance.

Yan Lan didn't have time to think about it, and hurriedly said to Ziyi: "Yi'er, go quickly!"

Immediately, Yan Lan glanced at Wu Se again, Wu Se comprehended, turned into a golden light, followed Yan Lan, and galloped in the direction of Gangtianmen.

"Hey, that, Yan Lan is waiting for me!"

When Lu Kan saw Yan Lan hurrying away, he was stunned for a moment, looked at the ancestral tower suspiciously, and immediately followed behind Yan Lan.

As for the long-haired fangs, Yan Lan gave them an order to return the way they came.

The seven elders and the three puppet killers, Yan Lan had already secretly put them away.

It didn't take long for Yan Lan and the others to reach tens of thousands of miles away.

Yan Lan still didn't dare to stop, and after traveling more than 100,000 miles, he would be able to reach the Gangtianmen Teleportation Array.

Just when Yan Lan was thousands of miles away, a huge force suddenly passed out in the ancestral tower of the Xuan clan.

This force. Turning into a majestic whirling storm that will turn into ruins of the Xuan Clan's buildings. Uproot and grind into powder. In the end, it was 18 zhang high city wall 10,000 zhang away from Zu Ta.

This city wall, centered on the ancestral tower, is perfectly rounded, and every thousand zhang, there is a tower.

Immediately, an arc of light rippled out from the ancestral tower, and there was a humming sound. spread out, like a heavenly cover, enveloping the entire Xuan clan.

In the ancestral pagoda, even the Great Elder stood respectfully and solemnly at this moment, not daring to be dissatisfied with everything in front of him.

When the outside world is stable and quiet, in the ancestral tower, there is an illusory figure. appeared in front of the elders of the Xuan clan.

"Meet the Patriarch!"

The four elders stood with their hands and bowed in unison.

That phantom shadow is the patriarch of the Xuan clan. His beard hangs down his chest, his long hair hangs down his waist, and he looks old. Like an old man who is about to die, his body is filled with a strong atmosphere of vicissitudes.

But. I can't see the specific appearance clearly, but I can only tell the approximately.

The patriarch of the Xuan clan said, "You must be surprised. Why did I show up at this time, and why did I stop Yan Lan from making a move, and return the barefoot old ghost to him. ”

The Great Elder said respectfully: "The patriarch must have a reason to make a move, we don't dare to have any objections, everything is arranged by the patriarch." ”

The patriarch of the Xuan clan smiled and said, "Yanlan Xiao'er, you are indeed amazingly talented, but just like this, the old man will not do this." The horror of this son mainly comes from the ancient sword behind him. ”

"Just now, the moment he was about to sacrifice that sword, I was in the depths of the ancestral tower, and in my heart, I actually had a feeling of panic. I can't put it into words, but it's an instinctive premonition that was born after I practiced for thousands of years and realized the heavens and the earth. ”

"If Yan Lan sacrifices the ancient sword, I am afraid that with the power of the ancestral tower, it will be difficult to resist its edge. ”

Hearing this, the four elders all changed drastically, revealing a look of disbelief.

The Xuan clan patriarch's eyes flashed sharply, his breath suddenly became heavy, he pondered for a moment, and continued: "If it weren't for the fact that I was at the critical time of cultivation, my body would not be able to make a move, otherwise, I would definitely go out of the tower today and try the edge of that ancient sword." ”

"That's it, endure the calm for a while, although our clan has suffered this time, although it has not hurt the foundation, but there are many deaths and injuries to ordinary clansmen, and the clansmen are overly sad and frightened, and they need to cultivate their health for a period of time. This account will have to be paid sooner or later. ”

The Great Elder took a deep breath and looked surprised, but he didn't expect that even the unfathomable Patriarch was shocked by Yan Lan's ancient sword.

In this way, Yan Lan's ultimate hole card is the ancient sword behind him.

It's just that Yan Lan chose to blatantly carry such an important hole card behind him, and the Great Elder couldn't figure it out.

He didn't understand, it was normal, after all, most monks had never heard of things that could not be stored in ordinary storage rings, so naturally they would not have thought that the thunder punishment Gu Mu behind Yan Lan was actually because the storage ring could not be contained, so he had to carry it on his back.

The third elder pressed his chest, and until now, the horror in his heart had not been calmed down, first Yan Lan Yuyun Soul Tribulation, and then the power of Ziyi Black Phoenix, which made him invincible, suffer setbacks again and again, and it simply made him so angry that he almost went crazy.

"I waited to listen to the patriarch's orders, one day, our clan will uproot the Gangtian Gate, so that Yan Lan'er's soul will be scattered and his spirit will be destroyed!"

The third elder said angrily, his teeth creaking in anger.

The patriarch of the Xuan clan nodded and said, "You appease the clansmen, and I will retreat for a while." Outside of our clan, a soul-locking forbidden array has been set up, and this array is based on the ancestral tower, even if the ancestor of Gangtianmen arrives in person, it can't be broken for a while. During this period of time, you must not take the initiative to provoke Gangtianmen, and everything will be said after I get out of the customs. ”

With that, the phantom of the Xuan clan patriarch slowly dissipated.

The third elder clenched his fists, slammed the void, and said with red eyes: "I can't help but torture Yan Lan to death, Gangtianmen, this account, we will settle it slowly." ”

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At this time, Yan Lan was still 100,000 miles away from the Gangtianmen Teleportation Array, and he was holding the barefoot old ghost in his right hand and galloping wildly.

The barefoot old ghost couldn't move all over, and was still bound by the ban of the Xuan clan.

Yan Lan discovered that the prohibition set by the Xuan clan on the barefoot old ghost was actually devouring the vitality of the barefoot old ghost, making the barefoot old ghost, who was already very weak, become like a candle in a storm.

"Master, hold on, soon we will be able to reach the sect, and the three elders will definitely be able to lift the prohibition on you. ”

Yan Lan eagerly relieved, he tried it just now, and found that the prohibition on the old ghost was extremely weird, he had no way to start, and he was afraid that he would forcibly crack it and hurt the old ghost, so he had to quickly return to the door and let the ancestors of Gangtianmen find a way.

"Yan Lan, I'm fine, old ghost, I can't die for a while, you don't have to worry. This time, I've hurt you, my old bones, I didn't expect it to become a burden to you......"

The barefoot old ghost couldn't speak, so he could only use his last strength to transmit the voice to Yan Lan Dao.

Yan Lan clenched her teeth, her heart ached, but her face was smiling and said, "Master is polite to the disciple, Master has a good rest first." ”

After saying that, Yan Lan's heart moved, and the thunderous purple eagle appeared.

Previously, in a hurry, Yan Lan almost forgot that the Thunder Purple Eagle obtained by the leader of the Beast Taming Competition was still in his hands.

The speed of the thunderous purple eagle was much faster than that of his sword.

At this time, the night was dark, and this situation and scene reminded Yan Lan of the scene three or four years ago, when Qing Xuan burned the Yuan Infant and took him and Ziyi to escape from Xuanzong's killer.

At that time, it was Tiangangmen and Xuanzong who were incompatible, and it was Qingxuan who fled with him and Ziyi.

Today, it is the Gangtianmen and the Xuan clan who are endless, it is he who is running for his life with the barefoot old ghost, Ziyi is no longer what it used to be, and he follows closely behind him.

"Strength, that's what makes it so powerful. If I don't have the strength I have today, I won't be able to take the old ghost master with me. If I had the strength I have today, I would have been able to keep Uncle Xuan safe. ”

In Yan Lan's eyes, a powerful belief burst out, two similar scenes, and different results of life and death, which made him deeply realize how important a strong force is in this world. (To be continued......)

PS: Good night, everyone!