"Lord Wang!" King Lin respectfully saluted Murong Lan, it was the first time they had met since they parted many years ago, and King Lin was obviously much older at this time.

"King Lin, you are a little old~" Murong Lan returned a salute.

"That is, now is the world of the prince's generation, and we old people can't do it~" King Lin laughed at himself, "I don't know what the prince is here for?"

"I don't go around in circles with King Lin, I want your inheritance of Tianshan Gate!" In Yu Qiang's words, the power of a woman has no specific attributes, so she specializes in talismans, and Murong Lan has obtained the inheritance of Cangjie and understands that those talismans are just a way to use the seal, which is very useful for himself who now has the power of chaos.

"Lord Wang, why are you doing this? The inheritance of our Tianshan Gate is very inferior······

"King Lin, you don't have to bother making excuses, I know that your Tianshan Sect is actually the inheritance of the Immortal Clan, so give it to me!" Murong Lan interrupted King Lin, those words were obviously made up.

"King Jialan, then I won't say those lies!" King Lin stood up straight and said, "You almost wiped out my immortal clan, and you still want my Tianshan Gate inheritance at this moment, do you think it's reasonable?"

"It doesn't matter if it's reasonable or not, the Immortal Clan also has its own plans, and I naturally have countermeasures!" Murong Lan's tone was calm, "And the only truth in the world is the survival of the strong, and I don't want to ask you for it now." ”

“······” How could King Lin not know the truth.

"It's good to say a good amount, if you don't give it, I will also grab it. Murong Lan continued, "Of course, you can also destroy it. But this may determine the outcome of the final battle, and if I lose that battle, you will surely die, and if I win in the end, you will not have a good death! After speaking, Murong Lan turned around and left.

The next day, King Lin appeared in front of Murong Lan, but after this night, King Lin seemed to be more than ten years old, and his gray hair was obviously a lot more.

Walking into the pavilion, King Lin took out a thick and ancient book, "This is what my ancestors have passed down, and even other immortal clans do not have this inheritance." ”

"Oh?" Murong Lan was lightly startled, he really didn't expect that the inheritance of Tianshan Gate was a "unique inheritance".

"Yes. King Lin stroked the book, "My ancestors didn't like the practices of those gods and immortals, but they belonged to it, so they had no choice but to do things perfunctory, and they didn't help each other, and set up a inheritance alone." ”

"Heh, you can't say that your ancestors are wrong or right, everyone has their own persistence. Murong Lan commented.

"Take it. King Lin handed the inheritance forward, as if he had made great determination.

"I will return it after I have practiced, and then King Lin will still have to make some plans, because I am not sure that I will win the battle in the future. With that, Murong Lan used his spatial magic power to leave.

"You're not sure you're going to win······ What else can I do?" King Lin muttered to himself, looking at the empty eyes.

Murong Lan returned directly to Crab Island and practiced in the family retreat.

Cultivation has no years, time flies, three years have passed, Murong Lan got the information of Mephitos and Yu Qiang, and the content is the same - there is a crack in the seal of the black wings!

"Hey~ It seems that my formation can't trap him!" Murong Lan whispered, and then found that these two pieces of information were sent a few days ago, which made Murong Lan's heart froze, and he subconsciously thought - something happened!

Don't dare to delay, Murong Lan disappeared in Crab Island in a flash, in the past few years, Murong Lan brought another Murong family back to Crab Island, Murong Lan's disappearance, everyone knows that the final war will begin!

When Murong Lan rushed to the palace of the Yu Clan, he saw many corpses lying on the ground, almost all the hellish creatures led by Mephitos were here, and the other corpse was Murong Lan's moved, it was Yu Qiang! At this time, Yu Qiang's body was incomplete, even his eyes were gouged out, and the blood of the two black holes had dried up.

"Bastard!!" Murong Lan roared, although he was angry, he also thought that this black wing was very strong, and it could not only intercept the information of the communication jade plate, but also cut off the induction between him and Yu Qiang.

Murong Lan quickly rushed into the palace, and as soon as he entered, he heard the sound of battle.

"It's not far!" Murong Lan listened to the voice and moved quickly, along the way, Murong Lan saw a lot of corpses, among which the two huge dragon corpses made Murong Lan very moved, and they could persuade the dragon clan to join the war, which meant that the people from the Tianyuan Business Alliance were also here, and Xuanyuan Ruohua was definitely there.

After a few breaths, Murong Lan came to the place of the battle, and the next scene: Jiu Mei was shooting a brilliant arrow; Di Jiang also showed that round deity, and his body was full of wounds; in the far corner, Huaishui Wuzhi Qi was kneeling on the ground, and the blood was still flowing from the wound on his abdomen; the Heavenly Witch had lost her life and was lying on the ground, the snake tail on her lower body had been broken, and beside her was the corpse of the Spirit Clan's queen, her eyes were round, and her face was unwilling.

"Hehe, you're finally here!" "Black Winged holds Xuanyuan Ruohua in his hand, using it to block Jiumei's arrows.

"Roar!" When Murong Lan yelled, Jiu Mei's arrow pierced Xuanyuan Ruohua's heart; "What's the matter? How could he know that I was coming and still looking in my direction?" Murong Lan felt that the other party seemed to know everything, as if these were planned by him, I have to say that Murong Lan's talent at this time is extremely high, and he can often think of many other things in some details.

"Lord Wang, do you still know that you are coming!?" Jiu Mei said complainingly.

"Don't blame the prince, we were all tricked by the black wings!" Di Jiang also floated over, "He planned everything to attract us here, but prevented us from informing the prince!"

"Okay, you all leave!" Murong Lan said, the Dark Dragon Blade appeared in his left hand, and now the Dark Dragon Blade is plain, and there is no power on the blade at all, so you don't feel amazing at all.

"Okay!" Di Jiang didn't hesitate, he was the first to turn around and leave, and the black wings didn't stop him, letting these people leave.

"I'm really old~" Huaishui Wuzhiqi said as he walked past Murong Lan.

"Senior take care of your injuries after you go back~" Murong Lan kept his eyes on the black wings, and said in a calm tone. Huaishui Wuzhi Qi also knew that Murong Lan could not be allowed to have waves in his heart at this time, so he hurriedly left the palace.

"Ping!" There was a loud bang, and the black wings were flown out.

"Bastard!" Black Feather Wing roared, and a black ball of light hit Xuanyuan Ruohua in his hand; the blow just now was made by Xuanyuan Ruohua, and he was no longer alive, so although Jiumei's arrow hit him, it was useless. However, the black light ball shot by the black wings shattered it, and after that, Xuanyuan Ruohua was really "dead".

"What's your name?" asked Murong Lan as she looked at the black wings.

Black Feather Wing frowned, "You saw me shatter your friend, and my mood hasn't changed at all?"

"Your name!" Murong Lan asked again, his tone still the same.

“······ My name is Asmaili!" Asmailai said, and a broad-bladed sword appeared in his hand, emitting a black glow.

"Asmadai, according to the tradition of the Yu Clan, do you have any last words?" Murong Lan raised the Dark Dragon Blade and pointed at the other party.

"I don't need a last word, but you do!" Asmadai didn't have any extra words, and rushed directly towards Murong Lan, the long sword in his hand turned into a black line and jumped out.

"Well, the means are not bad!" Murong Lan obviously sensed the breath of death in the black line, "Your strength belongs to death!"

"Huh?" Murong Lan's calm tone made Asmadai feel a little uneasy in his heart, he had encountered many strong enemies in his life, but he had never seen someone who was so calm in the face of him.

"Death is only a part of my power, how can you fight me!" Murong Lan shouted proudly, and with a wave of the Dark Dragon Blade in his hand, the originally plain Dark Dragon Blade was like a fierce roaring dragon, and a faint sound of dragon groaning was faintly heard, splitting the black line one by one. The castration continued, and he continued to fight at Ansmadei.

"Not good!" Asmaili's eyes widened, his body moving quickly, and the dragon flew past him, "Boom!" The entire palace was shaken by the tremendous destructive force.

"How is it possible?" Murong Lan was very confident in the blow just now, how could he not hit it?