Murong Lan's round eyes widened angrily, looking at the last mountain god sleeping on the top of the icicle in the center, the three human-faced mountain gods, and said in his heart: "This is the last mountain god, is it because of them, Ling'er Cai took that step!?"

The rolling coercion woke up the three human-faced mountain gods, only to see that the three of them had the same head on a thick neck, all of them were bald heads, with some marks on their naked upper bodies, and each hand was wearing a ring magic weapon, with a long ribbon on the ring.

Of the three songs, one looked at Murong Lan with a smile, one with anger, and the last one was extremely cold and arrogant.

Murong Lan clearly sensed the fluctuation of the Lingming Stone Monkey's bloodline on his body, and remembered Zhu Yan's methods, the three songs of this mountain god were also derived from the means of the Lingming Stone Monkey.

However, there was not one person on this icicle, but two, so Murong Lan did not attack immediately! The other was a guy who looked like a big tree, Murong Lan had received the help of the Wood Sage, so he could sense that the other party was the descendant of the Wood Sage, but at this moment he had turned into a ghost clan, and there was another person on his shoulder, and after seeing it clearly, he found that it was a six-eared macaque.

Murong Lan boldly guessed that it should be the Yu clan that caught the six-eared macaque first, and the experiment to create living beings failed, and he was unwilling to waste it, so he pressed it on the descendants of the wood sage. Then I went to catch the Lingming Stone Monkey, which successfully created the human race.

"Who are you?" The three people did not open their mouths, their eyes did not turn, and their voices directly acted on Murong Lan's sea of knowledge, as if they wanted to give Murong Lan a dismount.

"You're the last mountain god, who do you say I'm for?" Murong Lan showed a disdainful smile, "You're stupid!"

"Oh, it's you! It seems that you killed those two wastes!" The three human-faced mountain gods spread their hands, and the ring on their hands turned rapidly, obviously he still didn't pay attention to Murong Lan.

"It's a shame~" The tree man mocked, "There are so many mountain gods that you are the only one left~"

"Shut up, I'll get rid of him soon!" shouted the three human-faced mountain gods.

"Huh?" Hearing the conversation between the two, Murong Lan had such a guess - the descendants of this wood sage were much more powerful than the three-eyed mountain god, and they were not absolutely loyal to the ghost clan and the feather clan.

The three human-faced mountain gods shook their arms, and two rings flew towards Murong Lan, and the two rings flew around Murong Lan with completely different powers, like chains. The sky was full of chains, wrapping the space where Murong Lan was.

"It's ······" Murong Lan realized that this was to enclose it, because the chain driven by the double ring did not disappear, but became more and more encircled and thicker.

"It's too late to think of it!" the three human-faced mountain gods pulled their hands together, and the chains were about to be tightened.

"You're thinking too much!" When Murong Lan spoke, the Youlong Huang Blade had already appeared in his hand, and quickly slashed out, "In the face of absolute power, these intelligences you have done are fancy shows!" "The Youlong Huang Blade is extremely sharp, and with the blessing of Murong Lan's powerful power, I saw a flash of glory, and the attack of the three human-faced mountain gods was all in two sections. The attack was castrated, and the blade flew towards the three human-faced mountain gods.

This blow Murong Lan determined that these three human-faced mountain gods were not as strong as Huan Yu.

"Hahaha!" The tree man saw that the attack of the Three-Eyed Mountain God was broken, and instead of helping, he laughed, "You are so weak!

"Shut up, you bastard!" the three human-faced mountain gods cursed, and then drew a long stick, and the moment this long stick appeared, the shrill sound of ghosts crying and howling continued to be heard.

"This weapon of yours is an evil weapon!!" Murong Lanning said, this long stick does not need to be asked, it must have been refined with a large number of human lives, and many of them should be people from the Women's Country, no wonder the dishes will be sent here when the Women's Kingdom wants to reach the Spirit Venerable, even the Spirit Sect can't withstand the ravages of these Emperor Realm Mountain Gods.

"Of course, this is something I've been refining for 30,000 years!" said the three human-faced mountain gods proudly, and then split the blade that Murong Lan had hit with a single stick. Just as the blade was dissipating, Murong Lan's voice sounded beside the Three-Eyed Mountain God, "Then let me destroy it!"

The moment the three human-faced mountain gods turned their heads to look, they found that one end of their long stick was grabbed by Murong Lan in his hand. "You dare to grab my stick?!" the three heads of the mountain god grinned.

"Is there anything you can't do?" Murong Lan smiled evilly.

"I can attack the gods on my stick!" said the three human-faced mountain gods proudly, and began to activate the power of the long stick.

"Oh······" Murong Lan faced the bursts of ghosts crying and howling, and said calmly with a calm face, this kind of divine soul attack couldn't even break his own divine soul defense, let alone the defense of the seven-colored Yingluo.

"Stupid, you don't see him at all!

"Hmph!" The three human-faced mountain gods snorted coldly, and sure enough, as the other party said, Murong Lan was really not affected in the slightest. But Murong Lan was not in the mood to "compete" with the other party, he wanted to quickly solve this last mountain god. The dragon aura on the blade of the Dark Dragon Huang was swirling, and it stabbed out directly, first breaking the black stick, and then stabbing into the chests of the three human-faced mountain gods;

Then Murong Lan grabbed half a stick in his right hand and inserted it into the waist and eye of the three human-faced mountain gods, and stirred it in his body a few times, causing the three human-faced mountain gods to grin in pain.

"Ah······ I thought it was······ I can't think it's you······ Too strong······" The three human-faced mountain gods said intermittently, "You······ Yes······ Seven-colored ·······" Before he finished speaking, a bright light on Murong Lan's forehead shone on the heads of the three human-faced mountain gods, and then his right hand was also inserted into his body.

"You're so powerful~" The tree man was also moved by Murong Lan's toughness, but he didn't expect Murong Lan to kill the three human-faced mountain gods like a dog, and this last resort was even more evil, it was devouring!

"You don't help him, what is the reason?" Murong Lan put the "fruit" in his mouth and chewed it and swallowed it.

"No why~" the Treant said, "I don't have any reason to help him!"

"Aren't you a ghost?"

"I'm a ghost clan, I don't have to help the ghost clan~"

"Hmm, do you still have memories from the past, what is your name?" asked Murong Lan.

"My name is Gin-san!" replied Yin-sang, "Descendant of the Wood Sage!"

"I know!" Murong Lan said.

"You know?" said Yin-sang's funny expression, "Have you seen the Wood Sage?"

"That's right, he also helped me and passed on the perception of life and death to me!" Murong Lan replied, "Forget it, you are already a ghost clan, what am I telling you to do here!"

"That's right, let's hurry up, this battle can't be avoided!" Yinsang said, and a wooden sword grew in his hand.

Yinsang's explosive speed was extremely fast, comparable to Murong Lan. The wooden sword condensed by itself stabbed Murong Lan's body, but it made a crisp "ping" sound.

"It's ······" Yinsang looked at the place where the wooden sword stabbed in surprise, it was the Youlong Huang Blade that blocked the disaster, and the speed of Murong Lan's attack was much faster than the speed of movement, and it was also much faster than Yinsang.

"Huh!" Youlong Huang shook his blade, cut off the wooden sword, and then stabbed Yinsang back.

Yinsang's speed couldn't keep up with the speed of Murong Lan's attack, and he was pierced miserably, but Murong Lan, who pierced Yinsang, didn't show a smile, but was more surprised. I saw that the fallen silver mulberry slowly withered and disappeared, but I could still sense the breath of the silver mulberry, "What kind of ability is this?

"Clone!" Yinsang's voice came from five zhang away, "Our Wood Clan's unique ability!" This is a brand new Yinsang.

"Well, you wouldn't be also a clone of the Mu Sage, would you?" Murong Lan boldly guessed.

"Hmm!" replied Yinsang, "there's nothing wrong with what you said, it's just that the Wood Sage is dead, and my doppelganger has become an independent existence, even if it's a descendant!"

"The Mu clan should be afraid of fire~" Murong Lan said with a smile. After three breaths, this silver mulberry turned into ashes and was blown away by the wind.

"It's not~" Yinsang's voice sounded behind Murong Lan, and at the same time shot a large number of needles towards Murong Lan. Murong Lan leaned forward, trying to get as far away as possible to dodge, but there were still three or four roots rooted in his body.