As the last Sky Devouring Demon Beast fell to the ground, the hearts of the Spirit Realm Cultivators also fell to the ground.

Su Qingwei and the others also freed up their hands to deal with those high-level demons, the peerless killing array was reactivated, the demons were defeated and retreated, and everything was developing in a good way.

Suddenly, Da Bai and the others, who were fighting with An Lan in the void, all vomited blood and fell to the ground, all of them looking seriously injured and unable to move.

An Lan's figure also slowly descended, suspended at a certain height in the void.

He still looked so calm and relaxed, as if all this was still in his expectation.

"Interesting, this fight is far more interesting than I imagined." His gaze swept over Su Qingwei, and a smile overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

He had been observing Su Qingwei when he was fighting just now, and he had to say that this spiritual realm female cultivator had made him more and more interested.

"What if you have the upper hand now? If I hadn't wanted to play with you, those few monks of the Xuan Immortal Realm would have solved it a long time ago. Now that Emperor Chen can't come out, who can still compete with me? An Lan was very confident, and the words he said also made the spiritual monks feel very powerless.

Yes, there is indeed no one in the spirit world who can compete with An Lan anymore.

Seeing such a situation, Su Qingwei hurriedly said: "It's okay, even if we die on the battlefield today, we will have no regrets." Because we are fighting for our relatives, friends and homeland, there is no way to retreat, only to fight to the end! ”

"Fight to the end!"

……

The spiritual monks were infected by her, and suddenly their bloody nature was stimulated again, and they shouted loudly.

Despite some sadness, all the monks will not give up on the deserted city.

An Lan's face also turned cold little by little: "In this case, the deity has to kill today." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, a layer of black black light enveloped his body, and those black lights continued to overflow from his body, turning into wisps of light that hit the monks on this side of the spirit realm.

The spiritual monks who got close only felt that the black light imprisoned their whole body like a rope, and they lost control, and then they were choked by the black light, and they were strangled to death little by little.

There was no way to resist at all, it was a kind of suppression of low-level monks by high-ranking monks, and the endless coercion made it impossible for them to resist.

"Anlan! You bastard! Seeing this scene, Lianruo, who was fighting with Rowling, couldn't care about the ink anymore, and after receiving an arrow from Rowling, she directly cast a Chaos Immortal Qi Slash to hit her from the waist.

Blood spilled into the sky, and the seriously injured Rowling suddenly fell into the air like a butterfly with broken wings.

"Your Highness!"

The entourage didn't care about pestering Lianruo any longer, and they were all frightened and rushed to Rowling's side.

And Lian Ruo held a breath to meet An Lan, where Su Qingwei and other monks of the Golden Immortal Realm were already dragging An Lan.

"Hmph, it's just a mayfly shaking a tree, it's just vulnerable!" An Lan was pestered by Su Qingwei and others, and was not extremely flustered.

With a flick of his sleeve, several demonic winds swept Su Qingwei and the others into the air.

It's just that there seems to be nothing, and he left some strength in Su Qingwei's position.

Even so, Su Qingwei and the others were very uncomfortable, and they were all in the whirlpool of the demonic wind, and their bodies were about to be torn apart.

An Lan was enjoying this scene, and then looked at Lianruo, who was coming with lightning, and Yaoguang, who rushed over without caring about fighting with the little devil, with mockery in his eyes.

He had a big arm again, and several demonic qi were like swords, turning into a rain of swords and slashing straight at the two of them.