An Lan's sword rain attacks were as fast as lightning, carrying supreme coercion.

Lian Ruo and Yao Guang had already turned on their strongest defenses, but under this fierce attack, they were already blood-stained in their long skirts.

An Lan smiled contemptuously, and with a wave of his hand, two more demonic qi storms formed, enveloping the seriously injured Lian Ruo and Yaoguang.

"You can't stand it now, do you? You are doomed in the spiritual realm, and there is no point in resisting. An Lan put his hands behind his back and talked eloquently.

Yaoguang spat out a mouthful of blood and turned into the body of the fairy sword, trying to break out of the storm, but the demonic energy in the storm restrained her sword body, and the sword body gradually dimmed.

Su Qingwei and the others also continued to struggle in the demonic qi storm, but it didn't work at all.

A deep sense of powerlessness pervades them.

These monks of the Golden Immortal Xuan Immortal Realm are already like this, not to mention those monks of the Immortal Realm.

An Lan waved his sleeves, and a group of spiritual realm monks fell to the ground with serious injuries, and there was no way to resist.

Is the spiritual realm really going to fall?

When all the monks showed despair, An Lan slowly stepped into the peerless killing array.

Immediately, the earth-shattering murderous aura of the killing array shot at him overwhelmingly, but he was surrounded by a layer of black magic ring, which was inviolable.

Independent of the killing array, An Lan's gaze was calm. Looking at the deserted city from afar, he said confidently and calmly: "The deserted city that has hindered my demon clan for 10,000 years will become a ruin after today!" ”

Several rays of demonic qi swept towards the walls and foundations of the deserted city, eroding into the city walls, destroying one small formation after another.

In the desperate gaze of the cultivators and the overwhelming cheers of the demons, the shocking array of the deserted city was cracked little by little, and then ceased to exist.

Without the protection of the world-shattering array, even if the city wall was made of very rare immortal mines, under the continuous bombardment of An Lan, there were large cracks one after another 100 meters long.

"Boom"

Finally, the deserted city that was previously impregnable in the eyes of the demons and spirit realm cultivators was broken by external forces!

"No!"

The spiritual monk only felt that his heart was broken at this moment.

The deserted city is broken, and the deserted city that has guarded the border for thousands of years has been lost!

Behind him, there are the beautiful mountains and rivers of the Thousand States of the Spirit Realm. There, there are people they want to protect.

After the demon army stepped into the spirit world, what should the relatives and friends of the thousand states in the spirit world do?

At this moment, the spiritual monks all showed a sad look on their faces, extremely desperate.

"Di Chen, where are you? Did you know that the deserted city was lost? Let's get out of the customs! In the magic storm, Su Qingwei wiped the blood and tears from her face and said silently in her heart.

She had never been so desperate for Emperor Chen to appear. I didn't encounter such a situation, which made her feel so helpless and sad.

These days, she and these people are in the border wilderness, fighting side by side and fighting against the demons together.

Everyone is doing their best to kill the demons, just to protect the deserted city and the spiritual world.

Now, the deserted city is broken.

Not only was the deserted city destroyed, but the faith and greatest reliance in the hearts of the spiritual monks were also destroyed.

Even she couldn't stop the tears in her eyes, and she felt unspeakably uncomfortable.

It's not just her, it's as bold and uninhibited as the night, and she is also looking up to the sky and roaring at the moment: "Why? Why? I'm not reconciled! ”

"Unwilling?" An Lan stood in the ruins of the city wall, as if he had heard some big joke, and laughed: "What if you are unwilling? That's the difference between ants and elephants, you're all prisoners of the deity. And the deity, on the other hand, stands proudly here, looking down on you! ”

Suddenly, his complexion changed, and his body retreated rapidly!

However, a fairy light was faster than him, indescribably amazing, and it went straight through his chest, and the demonic blood spilled countless times, knocking him thousands of meters away before falling to the ground.

"Anlan, I'm out of the customs, and it's time for you to die!" Di Chen's voice resounded across the land.