A black terrifying god and demon appeared in the void in front of Chu Lan, five or six zhang high, standing up to the sky and the earth, crowding the entire hall. In fact, with Chu Lan's current spiritual power, this god and demon can completely become ten zhang, but the size of the body has no necessary relationship with the strength, not to mention that this is not in the outside world, and the total space is so large.

The terrifying aura spread, and the black gods and demons opened their bloody eyes, confronting the figure in front of them with an even more terrifying aura.

A crimson long sword flew out of Chu Lan's vein mansion, and the terrifying murderous aura liquidized, and blood rained in the air. The killing sword grew larger in the wind and flew into the hands of the gods and demons.

The gods and demons were holding blood-dripping swords, their breath was even more terrifying, the void was trembling, and the entire hall was shaken and rumbled.

As soon as Chu Lan's handprint changed, three dragon qi swirled upward, spraying divine thunder, quickly becoming larger, and wrapping around the sword body that had become very huge.

The handprint changed again, and the wings of the gods and demons shook, and they had already flown up, and the red long sword in his hand slammed into the figure below with a monstrous murderous aura.

The sword light was like a meteor trailing its tail, slashing across the sky, and the bluestone floor on the ground of the main hall was instantly shattered, forming a terrifying ravine.

The power of this sword was extremely terrifying, and it directly cut the air open.

The black light around the marble appears and quickly absorbs the surrounding water. Hundreds of skulls converged in front of him to form a shield, which he held in one hand, and then the other hand reached behind his head, and he actually pulled out a bone sword from his spine!

This bone sword has been nourished by the drought demon with its body for hundreds of years, and it has obviously not been used for a long time, and when it was drawn out, it still carried a large amount of blood flowers.

But its aura is terrifying enough, it is formed by the tempering of the spine of the drought, and its own material is far superior to many divine weapons, and it has the fierce aura of the drought, and it is extremely powerful.

Chu Lan had already used a lot of his strength for this blow, and all the hole cards were played.

The red blood-dripping sword in the hand of the black god and demon collided with the bone sword in the hand of the drought fish, and a monstrous divine light erupted, like a meteorite hitting the ground, the sound was deafening, the surrounding stone pillars were shattered, and the entire palace collapsed to a corner. Smoke and dust flew wildly, and the terrifying wind blew.

Chu Lan and the pig incompetent old Taoist were like two swallows swept away by a tornado, slamming heavily on the wall, blood oozing from the back, the internal organs were shaken, and he kept coughing up blood, and the blood flowing out of the pores was increasing.

However, Chu Lan was still disappointed, the smoke and dust slowly dissipated, the turmoil gradually stopped, and a thin figure stood in place, a terrible wound was opened on his forehead, and the brain inside had been exposed, but he was still standing, and it was healing at a terrifying speed, and soon returned to its original state.

This is really desperate, Chu Lan tried his best, but only exchanged for one wound on the other party, and he recovered in such a quick way.

And the black god and demon had been torn to pieces, and it had turned into aura and scattered in the void, and the blood-dripping sword was unheld, and it fell to the ground with a jingle of bells.

The result of this encounter is self-evident, but Chu Lan suddenly laughed, people laugh a lot of the time, when they are happy, when they deal with others, when they look down on others, etc., but do you know that when a person is about to die, he will also laugh.

Chu Lan is this kind, Chu Lan is not only laughing, but laughing loudly, but people can't hear the meaning of laughter, is it helpless, bitter, or a kind of open-mindedness?

The black shadow flashed in front of him, and the terrifying figure had already approached, Chu Lan's consciousness was becoming more and more blurred, but he could feel that his blood was flowing rapidly, and the water in his body was disappearing rapidly, and it would not take long to turn into a dry corpse.

He had already imagined the scene of the drought's claws grabbing through his throat, what it was like to die, and was reincarnation real?

Maybe he'll find out right away.

But he didn't, the sharp pain in his neck never came, he forced his eyes open, there was no strength in his body, and now all he could move was his eyelids.

But standing in front of him was no longer a drought, but a thin, short figure.

With a broken hat, he was wearing a shabby robe that had not been washed for a long time.

It's just that at this moment, his person has changed, becoming cold, powerful, and out of reach.

Because he had already opened the eye that Chu Lan thought he was blind!

An aura that made the firmament of the world tremble filled here, not to mention Chu Lan, even the demonic drought felt his insignificance.

He is like a mountain, suppressed here, no one dares to step forward, the eye that was pierced by a scar, the divine light that shot out has penetrated the space.

Chu Lan smiled, she didn't expect that such a superb old Taoist priest turned out to be a pig and eat a tiger, and he was really a thigh.

The blind eye seemed to seal another soul of the old Taoist, when this soul was released, he did not have the previous laziness and obscenity, but became sharp, there was a sense of loneliness at the peak of independence, with his back to the common people, it was so distant and ethereal.

But at this moment, he is terrifying, in addition to the explosion of colorful light in the single eye, there are also all kinds of rare beasts, there are little white tigers roaring, Xuanwu spewing white gas, the green dragon angrily crashing into Buzhou Mountain, the phoenix roaring, fighting for nine days, spraying flames to trample on the sky.

The divine beasts are flying, and it seems that the sky is opening here, and the chaotic aura is pervasive, and the drought fish who has never said a word actually speaks.

The voice was stiff and cold, but with a deep sense of fear

"How can you be alive?"

The drought clenched his head, trembling all over, and the figure in his memory slowly overlapped with the man in front of him. It was a great fear, just like Chu Lan faced the drought, this drought, who also felt that there was no hope in the face of the old Taoist priest who had opened his eyes.

But it was not unwilling, it didn't want to sit still, the breath of the drought rose again, the skin of the whole body stretched, slowly turning from blue and purple to red, and then the skin began to crack, and blood with a thick flame flowed out of it, which is blood, this is clearly magma.

After a while, the entire body of the marble was engulfed in flames, and he turned into a magma giant.

The old Taoist never moved, quietly watching the aura of the drought fish continue to rise, and the appearance is constantly changing.

The temperature around the marble skyrocketed, the air was sizzling, and hundreds of flaming skulls were floating around him.

Finally, he pounced, like an evil spirit knight, the skeletons around him moved with him, wrapped around the spine dragon sword, and the flames swept around, but in front of the old Taoist, they separated like flowing water, and there was no spark splashed on Chu Lan behind him.

Now Chu Lan is very old, and the water in his body is almost sucked dry by the drought, and he has become an old man of seventy or eighty years old, his body has no strength, and the toad has also consumed a lot, and he has fallen into a deep sleep.

The incompetent Daoist's face was calm, as if the sky was falling, the earth was collapsing, and the universe was collapsing.

He quietly stretched out a finger and stroked it on his eyes that kept shooting out of deification, and then stretched out, only to see some water droplets slowly falling from his pupils, very slowly, but floating in mid-air, slowly converging towards the drought.

The marquin was shocked, and the bone knife in his hand slashed the liquid, but the liquid was extremely soft and tough, like bubbles, but no matter how fierce the flames were, no matter how hard the marquin slashed, it couldn't dispel them, and he was gradually wrapped in these water balloons, and the flames all over his body were absorbed. Spiritual power is also being absorbed, as if water is poured on a charcoal fire.

The drought fish screamed miserably, his voice full of horror and unwillingness, "Tears of the Void?"

The old Taoist man had fluttering sleeves and a transcendent immortal aura, and he replied

"No, it's the Tears of the Scars. ”

Chu Lan's consciousness was groggy, but he heard these words clearly, although he didn't know what they were talking about, but just listening to the name was very compelling. Definitely a kind of magic art.

The breath of the drought fish became weaker and weaker, and the dazzling white light in the void flashed.

It was very abrupt, as if it appeared suddenly, covering a layer of white cloth in front of Chu Lan's eyes. When he closed his eyes and opened them again, everything had subsided, the old man was gone, the body of the drought was slowly turning into a puddle of black water, and the crystal box containing the beads on the altar in front of him was also empty.

Chu Lan exhaled, this Nima is too thrilling, if it weren't for the help of such a crazy Taoist, most of his little life would have to be explained here.

However, this Taoist is still trustworthy, and he didn't take away the Nine Phoenix Chaoyang Grass, and the strange grass is still bursting with divine light, swaying and shining, especially the golden fruit, which exudes a light like a small sun.

Chu Lan's skin was wrinkled, his hair was gray, and his originally strong and powerful body had now turned into a pool of stagnant water, but his blood was still flowing, rushing, the divinity in his blood was undiminished, and the faint golden fragments were becoming more and more intense.

He slowly ran the Origin Spiritual Technique, the octagonal roulette wheel in his body slowly rotated, and nine spiritual power vortices appeared on the surface of his body, frantically absorbing the surrounding spiritual energy to replenish himself.

After a while, his stiff limbs could move, Chu Lan didn't dare to delay, the battle movement just now was too big, maybe the big man would come in a while, in that case, this Jiufeng Chaoyang Grass would definitely not have its own share.

Chu Lan struggled to stand up, and then rushed to the altar with the fastest speed it was now, and put it into the ring along with the crystal box.

There is a small hole above this ancient hall, which can allow one person to pass through, but it did not appear when he came in before, Chu Lan expected that it should be opened by an incompetent old Taoist.

Incompetent Taoists are not incompetent, but a group of fierce ones, Chu Lan secretly spoke.

When he was about to rush to the small hole, he suddenly heard the terrible cries of two children, and the two ghost babies, a man and a woman, had already rushed back, looked at Chu Lan pitifully, and pointed to the bottom of the altar with his finger.

Chu Lan suddenly realized that he had forgotten to bring the flesh of these two spirit ghosts.

Time was pressing, Chu Lan touched his fingers under the altar for a while, and took out a small black gold box with various mysterious runes carved on it.

Lifting the lid, there were two dead purple children soaked in potions, which should be the flesh of these two children.

The two ghost babies bowed to Chu Lan again and again, and ran into the small box very excitedly.

Chu Lan put away the small box, and the spiritual power exploded on the tips of his toes, rushing into the hole.

This bronze ancient hall is very large, and it is very strong, and it can be carved in this kind of place to open an exit to the outside world, and the strength of that one-eyed old man can be seen how terrifying it is.

At this time, the clam is strange and woke up slowly, but it was still very weak, after all, the consumption of its demon power just now was too great.

Chu Lan asked, "What is that bead that the old Taoist took away?"

"Dust beads?!"