Yuan Yao stared at the afterimage of Yangdian Peak with vicious eyes.

The situation she gambled with her life was resolved without a trace in a blink of an eye, how to make her willing.

When she left, she didn't dare to look at Fenglan again.

Because, she already knows the grievances and rights and wrongs between the ancestors.

Fenglan is the real avenger.

"They're gone." The masked man said slowly, "How can you make people willing to leave like this?"

The others nodded slightly, and the thirty-four people sacrificed magic weapons at the same time to hit Fenglan, aiming at all the vital parts of the human body.

A giant eye squinted at the back of Feng Lan's head, causing a whirlpool to grow above his head, devouring all the magic weapons.

In an instant, thirty-four people opened their eyes at the same time, their faces were dull, and a phantom shadow came out of each of them, floating towards the whirlpool like silk cloth.

Thirty-four rays of turquoise light swept through that giant eye, intertwined with each other, like a flutter, slowly falling into the abyss.

The thirty-four people, with their faces lifelike, seemed to be asleep.

When the giant eye slowly disappeared, a thick black mist floated on Fenglan's body, exuding a strange smell.

In that black mist, the light of Xuanqing was refracted, like green clouds.

Fenglan waited for the black fog to dissipate, and naturally regained his freedom, but when he tried to run the Wind and Snow Sutra, the acupuncture points of the whole body trembled, the meridians vibrate, the blood and qi retrograde, the black qi on the face jumped wildly, and the internal organs were about to burst. After finally finishing the work, he squirted seven mouthfuls of blood in a row.

"Subordinates, see the alliance leader."

At this moment, the voice of the Chaotian Sect's disciples and ghost officials came from outside the wooden hall.

"Please come in."

Fenglan responded without thinking.

At the moment, there is nothing to scruple about.

The person who admits that he is the leader of the alliance, openly and secretly, there are few people who are sincere, and nine times out of ten, eight are fishing in troubled waters, and oppose him at critical moments to obtain the greatest benefits.

Chaotian Sect and his group of eleven people walked in and looked at the thirty-four people, all of them in horror.

It's a corpse, but it's like a living person.

Feng Lan just wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and said slowly, "Thank you, clean up the garbage. Also, find out where they come from to the Lord of the Alliance."

"These people are so bold that they dare to attack the alliance leader, they really don't know whether they are alive or dead." A middle-aged scholar-like person said, "Alliance leader, please rest in peace, we will definitely find out and come back and talk."

"Back to the alliance master, although the tide of demon beasts in the west has been driven back for a hundred miles, it has no tendency to disperse, and it is becoming more and more fierce." The middle-aged scholar continued.

"Oh?" Feng Lan's body shook, "What's wrong?"

"From this book, this is a sign of the brewing of the Beastmaster."

"Beastmaster?"

"Alliance leader, exactly." The middle-aged scholar said unhurriedly, "In the Taiming Continent, the last time a beast king appeared was about 16,000 years and 379 years. At that time, it was still the era when the Heavenly Demon King Court ruled the continent. Legend has it that the Beastmaster was killed by the Heavenly Demon Clan's Demon Clan's artifact, the Yin Netherworld Tower." Chinese Net

"You mean, in this world, no one can beat the Beastmaster?" Feng Lan slowly clenched his fists.

"According to the assessment of this sect, it is only possible if the five artifacts of the five righteous and famous sects come out together." Middle-aged scholar said.

Feng Lan nodded slightly and said, "If you come, you will be safe." Everyone takes care of their own affairs first. If it's really the Beastmaster, I'll arrange it."

"Subordinates obey." Middle-aged scholar said.

The ghost official seemed to have something to say, and when he saw the eyes of the middle-aged scholar, he kept silent.

They searched the bodies of the thirty-four men, put away the storage bags, and cleaned up the bodies.

After leaving the wooden house, the middle-aged scholar spoke, "I will definitely suffer a heavy blow when I look at the situation."

"Uncle Shi, you can make it clear." The ghost said.

"Yang Dianfeng conspired with Yuan Yao, a disciple of the Yuan Shi Sect, and Feng Lan didn't see it.

It's just that we can't know what kind of plot they use.

If we had just done it, we would have died."

"Uncle Shi, what about you

Why stop us?"

"I can't figure out how these thirty-four died.

Fenglan can scare away Yang Dianfeng and Yuan Yao, only suffered heavy injuries, and there are no traces of death, I am afraid that we will miss.

This matter needs to be considered in the long run."

The middle-aged scholar shook his head and muttered, "Perhaps, there will be no more chances."

"It's weird.

With the ability of the thousand-year-old Demon Sheep Palace, he would miss.

It is enough to prove that Fenglan has a secret that even Yang Dianfeng can't see through.

If it weren't for Uncle Shi's presence, a few of us would have acted rashly, and maybe we would only add a few words about lifelike corpses."

"We're going to find a chance to get out of the storm and hide in the shadows."

"Before that, let's get his arrangements done."

Chaotian Sect went to do business.

"They're just in time!" Feng Lan pondered, "Strange, how did they know about the conspiracy between Yang Dianfeng and Yuan Yao? They have been hiding in the shadows, waiting for an opportunity to act, and they are hiding so deeply."

Fenglan rested for a long time, and tried to run the Wind and Snow Sutra again, only to feel a cold wind blowing on the soles of his feet, and the blood in his whole body seemed to be about to be boiled. The other methods are all visions and are difficult to perform.

"Am I not a waste?"

Feng Lan roared angrily.

After a long time, his emotions slowly calmed down and he walked out of the wooden shed.

"Are you alright?" Yang Ye came out of the sky, "I've heard that Yuan Yao killed dozens of people and fled west."

"I was plotted by Yang Dianfeng and Yuan Yao, and I am currently a wasted person." Feng Lan coughed violently, "How's the migration of the people in the city?"

"It went well." Yang Ye looked at Feng Lan suspiciously, "Your current prestige is close to the head of the Wuzheng Sect. No one dares to neglect what you have arranged. Tiannan is in the direction of the other nine cities, and the situation is very good. The first wave of danger in Seven Star City has passed, and I heard that there are ten incredible disciples under the Heavenly Sect."

Feng Lan smiled indifferently, his face full of relief.

With the qualifications of Li Feiyun and Xiong Potian, the future is limitless.

It's just that the ten of them are the same senior brother Ye Chengfeng as themselves, and they are almost enemies, and this generation will not be peaceful after all.

"Are you really sick?" Yang Ye asked tentatively.

Fenglan nodded.

"With the thousand-year-old monster of the Sheep Palace Peak, he really wants to plot against you, you can't live."

"You've heard of the 'Mysterious Mud'......"

"What...... Yang Ye took a few steps back and screamed, "Is there really such a thing in ......the world?"

Fenglan shook his head and nodded again.

"Could it be that the thousand-year-old demon is really not from this world?" Yang Ye rolled his eyebrows and tried to think about something, "Could it be that the ancestral master passed down the truth orally?"

Feng Lan was secretly frightened, could it be that Yangdian Peak was also a traverser?

"He does know the Captain.

Who is "Wutian"?"

Fenglan was confused.

"Have you ever seen the Mysterious Mud?" Yang Ye stepped forward and asked.

"Yes." Feng Lan said, "If it weren't for the difference in Yang Dianfeng's spell, I would have been a corpse long ago."

Feng Lan thought to himself, if he told the truth, Yang Ye would definitely not believe it, and even if he did, he would have other suspicions.

"He's going to take away your skin and bring yourself back to life." Yang Ye said, "The ancestor of the Mitian Sect once assisted the old Dao of Yangdian Peak to regain the house, but failed."

"I see, no wonder the sloppy old Taoist has something from the Mitian Sect." Feng Lan said, thinking that what Yang Ye said was roughly true.

Feng Lan suddenly felt that the secrets hidden in the Taiming Xiuzhen World were as deep as a sea of smoke, and he had completely stood on the bright side, allowing the other forces to hide in the shadows and watch the changes.

It's terrible.

"It stands to reason that Yang Dianfeng partnered with Yuan Yao this time, and there is no reason to miss." As soon as Yang Ye finished speaking, he smiled and added, "Actually, I figured it out after the fact, how could you so easily catch Yuan Yao, who inherited the Five Beads Phoenix Clam. The reason for this, let's say

It's a long story, and to put it bluntly, it's not worth mentioning. Those water men are actually a very clever illusion."

"Illusion?"

"The Patriarch of the Mitian Sect said that the old Dao of Yangdian Peak cultivates a method called the 'Sequence Mantra', which can summon anything that is fake and real.

Generally speaking, whatever is feared in the hearts of those who are facing the enemy will be summoned."

"That's it!" Feng Lan said, "So, the Starfall Sea Vortex Vision......

"Of course it's true." Yang Ye said, "They want to deceive you, and you can only hide it if you confuse the truth with the false, and the truth with the false. However, they certainly didn't expect you to be able to easily defuse the danger of the Starfall Sea with a small boat."

"Be reasonable, you can't be plotted." Yang Ye continued to ask tentatively.

The wind and snow are running, and a mysterious situation of half-withered and half-glorious appears on his face.

Yang Ye sighed and said, "You're about to die."

Feng Lan immediately ended casting the spell and said, "I can't use the Dao magic power to operate the cultivation method, and I am like a wasted person. The affairs of Demon Moon City are not easy to handle."

"Your situation is exactly the same as the situation of cultivating the Sutra of the Dead recorded in the last volume of the Sutra of the Heavens." Yang Ye took out the Mitian Sutra, suddenly frowned, and said, "You are a disciple of the Heavenly Sect, even though you have many cultivation methods, you have always only integrated into the Wind and Snow Sutra.

Therefore, every time you cast a spell, it is a very pure Taoist inheritance.

This "Sutra of the Dead", I'm afraid you don't dare to cultivate."

"What do you want to trade with me, tell me." Fenglan Road.

"Reincarnation Mantra." Yang Ye smiled, "The reincarnation mantra is a Buddhist method, and it is of great benefit to the cultivation of the Mitian True Sutra. I want to revive the Heavenly Pulse, but the Heavenly True Sutra is still not enough."

"Deal!"

Fenglan first taught the reincarnation mantra,

Yang Ye passed on the Book of the Dead again.

The two confirmed each other until they were exactly the same.

"The Book of the Dead is extremely domineering, emphasizing the trickery from the outside to the inside.

I really don't know where the old Buddha, the founder of the Mitian Sect, got it from.

In addition, you must know that the Demon Sect must have also inherited the Sutra of the Dead, but there has never been any news about the Sutra of the Dead in the past 10,000 years."

"It means that it is impossible to cultivate the Sutra of the Dead." Feng Lan replied casually, and said in his heart, isn't this connected with Yang Dianfeng's "From the outside to the inside, the Extreme Realm Immortal Gang"?

"Senior Brother Yang Ye, you temporarily guard the big tent of the Chinese army for me, I need to find a place to find a way to restore the Tao."

Feng Lan said that, without waiting for Yang Ye to reply, he walked in the direction of the collapsed Buyue Peak.

In the direction of Buyue Peak, the collapse is endless, and the dust and smoke are billowing.

Feng Lan walked into that invisible miasma, and gradually felt refreshed, and the invisible thick shell covering his body slowly melted.