"Xuantian Sect belongs, return quickly......"

When the mansion was completed, Lan Feng shook his hand, and a spirit rune was thrown into the air by the breeze, and the spiritual light flashed.

Lan Feng roared at the spiritual light arrogantly, and all the roars were sucked away by the spirit runes, and then scattered to every corner of the Jade Capital City, reaching the ears of no martial cultivators.

"Lan Feng?"

Sunset Mountain Villa was shrouded in a hundred flowers, and Yuechi, who was meditating in the secret realm, suddenly opened her eyes, she muttered, and then with a flick of her little hand, the Creation Jade Butterfly slowly enlarged in mid-air with a few spins.

Yuechi's little feet stepped over and landed on the Jade Butterfly of Creation and Transformation, breaking through the air.

A light sword light rose into the sky in the Phantom Sword Gate, Lin Haoran was shrouded in sword qi, and broke through the air, for the people who suddenly appeared, they were extremely interested, or the people who opposed the ancient clan of the Demon Clan appeared, he was interested.

"Is it really him back?" Gu Qianmeng muttered, and then followed the sky, legend has it that Lan Feng died in the endless turbulence across the border, Gu Tianmeng has never believed it.

"Early in the morning, who the fuck yelled and screamed, and didn't let the old lady sleep. In Zixiao Palace, Zhang Qian sat up from the bed, yelled a few times at the window, and lay down again with a "bang".

She had been alive from torture these days, and her whole body had become weak, and she had finally fallen asleep last night.

"Ah, it's Lan Feng, the eighth lamb, the old lady won't hear it wrong. Zhang Qian, who had just been lying down, jumped up again and rushed out of the room with a shout.

"Hehe....... Xuanqingmen, a charming laugh rang out. At noon, the enchanting body floated out of the retreat.

"He is worthy of being the descendant of the Northern Immortal Heavenly Monarch, he acts casually, like a demon but not a demon. It seems that God is not a god, but he can wash the world in blood because of a sentence and betray everyone, or he can go to the soup for a drunken joke, and go to heaven and earth, it seems that Yujing City is no longer quiet. ”

Ye Bikong saw the night noon drifting away, and suddenly opened his eyes. After muttering a few words, he slowly closed his eyes and entered the meditation.

Old men like them who have come out of the ancient realm. Because of Shouyuan, there is generally no major event of life and death in the door, and they will not come forward.

"Is the Sect Master here?"

"No, it's Senior Brother Lan here...... It's Senior Brother Lan who is here......"

Xuantian Sect fled outside. The disciples who still survived. muttering and guessing, suddenly someone screamed and roared, carrying a bloody war knife, and rushed out of the restaurant.

"Senior Brother Lan...... The junior brother is here......"

"Senior Brother Lanfeng............"

At this moment, the entire Yujing City was boiling, and all the martial cultivators raised their heads one after another, speculating that this rampant voice was coming from which strong person of Xuantian Sect came from.

At this moment, a bridge of golden light shimmered across the void. landed in the air of the Nether Ghost Sect, and stopped for a moment.

At the other end of the bridge. Lan Feng landed on it with silver and white hair, walked step by step, and came to a stop at the other end of the bridge.

"Demon Dengyun, come out ......" landed on the other end of the bridge, and Lan Feng bowed his head and roared at the newly built mansion of the Netherworld Ghost Sect.

His voice frightened everyone in the Jade Capital City, and the martial cultivators' eyes widened at this moment, who is Mo Dengyun? That is the generation of world-class geniuses of the Netherworld Ghost Sect, with great combat power, and he will fight with Lin Haoran without falling behind.

"Who is he, is this looking for death?"

"I don't know, it seems to be someone from the Xuantian Sect, the last time the Demon Dengyun appeared in the Jade Capital City, didn't he step on the Xuantian Sect with one foot? ”

The martial cultivators poked their heads out and guessed that they were very interested in the geniuses of each of their forces in the great world of Yujing City, where geniuses were coming out in large numbers, and in the great world where the ancient clan was fighting for the world.

"He is the Lan Feng who sacrificed the entire Nether Ghost Sect's first blood sacrifice last time, the Blood Sacrifice Nether Ghost Sect, and even Luo Gu, an ally of the Nether Ghost Sect, was also cut in half by his sword......"

Among the elders of the Zhang clan, a white-haired old man, the eye of heaven fell on Lan Feng's body through the endless void, and then the old man's big hand held his beard and muttered.

"It seems that this person has returned again......"

The old man of the Zhou family does not need to watch it with the eyes of heaven when he is immortal, but when he calms down, he thinks about it and comes to such a conclusion, who is more arrogant than Lan Feng in this great world, the descendant of the Northern Immortal Heavenly Monarch?

"If he is really that Lan Feng, there is no suspense in this battle at all, a few months ago, he only achieved the Dao Supreme, it is impossible for him to condense his divine thoughts so quickly, and he is not the opponent of Demon Dengyun at all......"

Upstairs, a few old men shook their heads and muttered for a while, and then buried their heads in the wine in their cups.

After Lan Feng roared, the Netherworld Ghost Sect was full of demonic energy, and a person's demonic qi was revealed.

"It's you, Lan Feng. You're here to die? hehe...... Haha......" The person who appeared, after one party saw Lan Feng's face clearly, couldn't help but laugh wildly.

"Is it good, I'm worried that I don't know where to find you, you yourself will send it to the door first, then go and die." Lan Feng snorted, and his big hand grabbed out of thin air, and the void twisted.

The demon Chaoye couldn't get rid of it at all in the void change, and it instantly fell on Lan I's hand, and with a big hand, he squeaked and broke the other party's head.

"Since you will not come out, I will build you up again, and destroy your house again. After Lan Feng killed the Hou Demon Chaoye, he said murderously.

And as he spoke, his big foot lifted and stepped down, and with a loud "bang", the ninth-order golden bridge shook violently, high and raised, and under Lan Feng's divine thoughts, it split the air and suppressed it.

"Junior, you dare. ”

At this moment, an old man's voice sounded from the Netherworld Ghost Sect's mansion, and at this moment, I saw that under the mansion, a demonic light gathered together, turning into a dark demon shadow that rose to the sky, landing in front of Lan Feng, and stopped for a moment, revealing an old man.

After the old man appeared, a pair of old hands were constantly swiping on his chest, forming some complicated handprints.

After his handprint was formed, the mansion below, one after another magic light rose to the sky, fell into the handprint, and then the handprint rose into the air, and the clouds struck, "boom boom ......" A loud sound, the two collided together, and suddenly the gray smoke on the void rolled up.

After the gray smoke cleared, I saw that in mid-air, the demonic qi that rushed up from the Nether Ghost Sect lifted up the ninth-order golden bridge, and the two of them were frozen together.

"Young man, this is not a place where you can go wild, you want to hunt for demons and climb the clouds, he is not in the sect at this time, when he comes back, the old man can just say to him, can you leave now? Or let me give you a ride." The old man said quietly, with a calm and calm appearance.

"Then trouble the old man, you can make a move, Lan doesn't mind killing anyone in the Nether Ghost Sect. Lan Feng said indifferently.

"Look for death. The old man snorted, his body shook, and in an instant, his body swelled up, and he fell into the body of a giant, volleying into the air and looking down on Lan Feng.

At the same time, as soon as the old man's big hand was raised, he rushed down to Lan Feng, and the moment the old man's big hand grabbed it, the whole celestial statue went dark.

Lan Feng was fearless, his big hand rotated and grabbed, and he grabbed the Blood Drinking Crazy Sword out of thin air, holding the Blood Drinking Crazy Sword in his hand, Lan Feng couldn't help but look up to the sky and laugh wildly, showing the bloodthirsty killing wildness on his face.

And his body also grew up rapidly, and he became a barren body, grabbed out with his big hand, grabbed the old man's big hand with his backhand, and pulled it hard, tearing off the opponent's arm, and the blood stained the sky.

"It's not like that, it's just an old man who is about to enter the earth, much worse than that Purgatory Demon Venerable. Lan Feng didn't care about throwing the other party's severed arm aside, and said with a bit of cynicism.

Lan Feng's words made Wu Xiu, who rushed over first, startled, and had to re-light Lan Feng again.

A divine thought Dacheng martial cultivator actually tore it off so lightly to Lan Feng, with such combat power, it seems that the initial divine thought on his body is just an illusion.

This is a character who likes to play pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger, and I will have to talk about this matter to the people in the clan when I go back. Many people thought so, and then their eyes stared at Lan Feng even more closely, wanting to see what was next, this legendary Lan Feng, but once again refining the mansion of the Netherworld Ghost Sect to the blood sacrifice. (To be continued......)