"What do you want to do, if you want to die, you will die, what do you have to do with me. Lan Feng snorted coldly, then turned around and walked forward.

"Good...... Then I'll die here today to show you......" Meng Yao's competitive psychology was due to her competitive mentality, she couldn't get angry for a while, she was just making a gesture, but at this time, she really committed suicide, slashing at herself with a sword, and there was no room left.

"This damn woman. Lan Feng roared, and as soon as his big hand slapped out, his hand became infinitely longer, and with a "bang", he slapped Meng Yao's long sword to the side, "If you want to die, die far away, don't be here and here, my eyes." ”

"Good...... I'll go back to the dormitory and commit suicide, so that you won't be annoyed......" Meng Yao screamed twice, and then jumped away from the ninth-order golden bridge, and really looked like he committed suicide by drinking rat poison after returning to the dormitory.

Lan Feng was stunned for a moment, but in the end, he snorted, grabbed out with his big hand, and grabbed Meng Yao in the air.

"What, you agree with me. Meng Yao was a little proud of herself, and finally won a handful, although this method was a bit of a loss of face, and it was still someone else's plan, but Meng Yao was still extremely satisfied.

Lan Feng didn't answer Meng Yao's words, but pinched with his fingers, forming a handprint and punching it into Meng Yao's body, and suddenly Meng Yao felt that all the spiritual power she was proud of was sealed, and even her body was not under her control.

"Stay for the master, I'm upset when I see me. Lan Feng snorted, and then a cloud of light dragged Meng Yao's body down from the air.

"Damn it...... You bastard...... You're yin again, let go of the old lady......" Meng Yao kept shouting in the air. But no matter what she struggled with, it was useless.

Seeing Meng Yao fall safely to the ground, Lan Feng turned around coldly and stepped on the ninth-order golden bridge step by step. Sideways and walked out of Zhoulu Academy.

Chen Xiangyi of the Valley of Despair, or the little monk of the Nanfo Temple, or the purple wind of the Phantom Sword Gate, they hurried over, and saw that Lan Feng actually stepped on a golden bridge and walked away, and after being stunned, they swept away. Drove out of Zhoulu Academy and came to the base camp of his own sect in Yujing City.

They have to report this matter to the Supreme Elder, or the head of the sect. They were one hundred percent sure that Lan Feng would walk out of the academy with such a rampant horizontal void and definitely head towards the Heavenly Bald Mansion of the Netherworld Ghost Sect.

This was certain from the fact that he saw the other party bombing the entire half-broken spirit mountain to the ground.

This twilight evening. People come and go in Yujing City. Then everyone looked up and saw a bridge to the sky in the air.

The bridge to the sky, the bridge body is shining with golden light, like an invincible bridge made of gold, and everyone was startled by this golden bridge.

Then they all shouted and shouted, and finally they fixed their eyes on the silver-haired man who walked on the golden bridge.

An eerie ghost aura rose to the northwest of Yujing, and bursts of ghost crying wolf howls resounded throughout the sky at this moment.

Passers-by and pedestrians were so frightened that they cried and cried for their mothers. Fleeing and retreating, the Heavenly Bald Mansion shrouded in an eerie aura suddenly shook. It actually levitated in the air at this moment, floating in mid-air like a dead city, welcoming the arrival of the ninth-order golden bridge.

"Huh...... Haha......" Lan Feng landed at the other end of the ninth-order golden bridge and saw this, and suddenly laughed in a low voice, and his laughter changed from small and slow to loud, and it resounded in every corner of Yujing City.

"Haha......" A ghostly laugh in the dead city followed Lan Feng's laughter.

At this moment, the whole day is filled with laughter, laughter represents all, laughter represents their arrogance, ignoring each other.

"Lan Feng, you are very good, you are worthy of being the descendant of the Northern Netherworld Heavenly Monarch, although my Netherworld Ghost Sect is not a famous sect of righteousness, but I don't despise doing some threatening things, but I miss you too much, I can't wait to see you now, so I have to do this. The Broken Arm Supreme surnamed Hu shouted at Lan Feng.

The other two supremes, Lan Feng also knows, it is Zhang Jiehu, who shot at him on the Banduling Mountain last time, and Bai Zhiyuan, the two supremes.

"Throw the two little ladies out of the city. Bai Zhiyuan waved his hand, and the gloomy dead city was shaken by a ghostly maze, and a Dao Body Realm martial artist walked out of the ghost qi with a little girl in one hand.

"Ah, thief, what are you coming from...... You get out, the old lady will ......" Yao Qianxue raised her head and saw Lan Feng, so she shouted.

"Drop them down. Bai Zhiyuan snorted, and the Dao Body Realm Martial Cultivator willingly interrupted Yao Qianxue's shout, and threw the two girls down the dead city with a flick of his hand.

Lan Feng frowned when he looked at it, and his big foot was raised and stepped down with a bang, and suddenly the golden light of the golden bridge shone brightly, and it condensed into a pair of golden giant hands in the air and grabbed the two women.

"Hmph, don't you save zài when we don't exist?" The Severed Arm Supreme snorted, fiddling with his big hand, and then his hand became longer and bigger in the air, and he grabbed it in the air, but when he heard a few "hiss......" sounds, he crushed the golden giant hand in mid-air.

It seems that the Netherworld Ghost Sect really disdains to kill the two young ladies who are still not grown, and throw them down, and they don't even have their spiritual power sealed.

Yao Qianxue's body was free, but she jumped up in the air, and Taro Yu's hand grabbed Lou Bizhen, who was still falling into the air.

"Sister Bizhen, you go quickly, the old lady wants to go over to help the thief kill these, and she won't even let the old lady worry about going shopping. Yao Qianxue held Lou Bizhen in her arms, and was about to turn around and rush towards Lan Feng.

"Sister Qianxue, don't, you will kill Brother Lan. Hearing this, Lou Bizhen was anxious to stop the impulsive Yao Qianxue, and with a little finger, her body was suddenly gray, and the illusion appeared in mid-air, enveloping the two of them.

"If you want to fight, you will fight, I Lan Feng is not afraid, today I will recover a little interest, you will die, ...... die" Lan Feng snorted, jumped into the air and fell into the air, at the same time he pointed to his lips for a while.

Then the ninth-order golden bridge rotated in the void and circled into a golden ball, and Lan Feng came to the golden ball and slammed it towards the dead city.

"All the disciples retreated to the city. Bai Zhiyuan raised his head and looked at the golden ball that the ninth-order golden bridge had turned into a golden ball.

Legend has it that the Northern Immortal Heavenly Monarch created such a treasure in order to pierce this heaven in the future and ascend to the immortal realm, which really has its own uniqueness. The old man with the broken arm muttered, and in an instant his eyes became hot, and his face was greedy.

"Let's do it, Lao Hu, this treasure is not something we can seep, this is a heavy treasure valued by the family, the only one in heaven and earth, and for this reason, there is no need to fight against the seven clans of Zhongzhou, and wipe out the family surnamed Beiming Tianlan. Zhang Jiehu said quietly, for the ninth-order Golden Bridge Heavy Treasure, how could he never have this kind of mentality.

As for the ancient clan of the Demon Clan, although they are all supreme powerhouses, they are still only elders of the outer gate, not even the core figures, and they have the courage to betray the family and seize the treasure of the ninth-order Golden Bridge.

"I know, let's do it together, although this son is only a half-step supreme, but he has the combat power of the supreme, which should not be underestimated. The old man with the broken arm was stunned and came back to his senses, he also laughed at himself a little self-deprecatingly, and his concentration was not enough.

"Hands-on. "Bai Zhiyuan is still the same as last time, he is the head of the Cunzài, in the branch of the Netherworld Ghost Sect in Yujing, he is the strongest supreme, so all the supremes are headed by him.

Bai Zhiyuan screamed like this, Zhang Jiehu and the old man with the broken arm nodded, and their bodies shook and fell on the other two dead doors in the dead city.

Led by Bai Zhiyuan, the three of them were silently chanting some incantation, and suddenly the dead city shook, rising in the air, ghostly, breaking through the air and crashing into the golden ball.

In the face of the golden ball, although Bai Zhiyuan was confident that he was strong in battle, but physically, they did not dare to collide, and could only rely on the supreme ancient treasure of the dead city to face it.

The moment the "Boom ......" golden ball collided with the dead city, the heavens and the earth changed color for it, and the entire void trembled, shining with golden light and ghostly aura.

Then, after the golden ball and the dead city collided fiercely a few times, they moved the entire northwest of the jade capital to the ground, and the people who didn't have time to escape were instantly killed by the momentum of the collision.

"Boom" With a loud bang at the end, the golden ball and the dead city were both shocked by each other and flew out. (To be continued......)