As soon as the golden ball fell, it turned into a ninth-order golden bridge, and at this time, the golden light of the golden bridge dimmed, and Lan Feng jumped on it, and then the ninth-order golden bridge was dispersed, turning into seven ninth-order heart refining and nine ancient swords, and disappeared in a flash.

After the dead city shook twice in mid-air, it fell into the air and became the Tianbald Mansion again, falling in the northwest and west area of Yujing City, which had become a wilderness.

"His ninth-order golden bridge has been broken, and everyone rushed up to kill this son. Seeing this, Bai Zhiyuan shouted in the sky above the Tianbald Mansion.

As Bai Zhiyuan's words fell, three heavenly killing thoughts poured out from the Heavenly Bald Mansion, and Lan Feng lost such a heavy treasure as the Ninth Order Golden Bridge, and they were no longer afraid of others.

"It's such a big deal, I actually refined a mansion into a dead city, but I can treat myself as a heavy treasure, and I will become a mansion when I fall to the ground, and break my ninth-order golden bridge, it seems that I am careless. Lan Feng groaned, his face solemn.

The earth-shattering collision in the northwest of Yujing City attracted all the sects in Yujing City, the ten major Taoist sects and the five major sects, only the Xuantian Sect and the Heavenly Demon Sect did not have a supreme to rush over.

Even Dean Dao Tong, the head of Zhou Lu Academy, also came here, but at this time, Lan Feng had already torn his face with the Netherworld Ghost Sect, and he was doing it with a clear sword and a gun, and he was not in the academy, so it was impossible for Dao Tong to help Lan Feng regardless of the academy's tens of thousands of years of foundation.

Perhaps it was the Tsing Yi Daoren, the most powerful of the ten major Taoist sects, who appeared here, and did not dare to take a strong hand to rescue Lan Feng.

Like these thousands of years of sect clans, who doesn't know the existence of the ancient demon clan behind the ghost.

It is that behind some of the great clans of the sect also stands the existence of the ancient clan. It was impossible for them to stand up, not because they were afraid of the power of the Demon Clan Ancient Clan behind the Nether Ghosts, but because they might cause the two ancient clans to collide head-on if they made a move at this time.

The direct collision of the two ancient tribes has been since antiquity. It has never appeared again, if there is a friction between the two ancient clans that it really causes, the most likely way for the ancient clan is to sell the sect faction that they have helped with one hand.

Compared with the ancient clan, there is nothing to lose by selling a big sect, as long as you support another sect in the world.

After Chen Xiangyi told her about Lan Feng's whereabouts for the first time, she rushed out in a hurry. She wanted to stop Lan Feng halfway and prevent him from entering the Heavenly Bald Mansion. But she was still a step late, when she got here. Lan Feng had already confronted the three Supreme Masters of the Nether Ghost Sect.

"Xiao Lanfeng, it's up to you whether you can survive this catastrophe, and I can't help you, I can't abandon the lives of thousands of people in the entire Valley of Despair in order to help you. The valley lord of the Valley of Despair sighed faintly. Then the figure became incomparably illusory in the void. She didn't leave, she just went incognito, so that unnecessary things would not happen.

"Kill him......" Bai Zhiyuan felt that Lan Feng was under the pressure of his three supreme realms, not only was he not afraid, but he raised his combat power higher and higher.

He couldn't sit still any longer, roared, and flipped it with his big hand, and got a five-poison demon sword out of thin air in his hand.

One sword turns into five swords. The sword was poisoned, and the void was seeped into blackening. When the spiritual power is infiltrated, the spiritual power is corroded.

The five poisonous sword side was used by Bai Zhiyuan, and one of them spun in mid-air, turning into five poisonous swords, stabbing towards Lan Feng in the air.

Although the old man with a broken arm called him a broken arm, it was because his arm was torn off by Lan Feng two days ago, and his arm had already come out again.

The old man with the broken arm hated Lan Feng for the sky, vowing to avenge his broken arm, and he pointed to his mouth for a while, and then the demonic energy around his body rolled.

"Taiyin sucks Dafa. ”

After he meditated for a while, he pointed to the void, and the demonic qi in the sky surged out, condensing Zhou Tian's yin and demonic qi one by one, turning into a huge hideous demon, and slaughtering Lan Feng.

Zhang Jiehu fell in the east, and Bai Zhiyuan, the old man with a broken arm, surrounded on three sides, seeing that the old man with a broken arm, Bai Zhiyuan, did not dare to stop, and sat on the mountain to watch the tiger fight.

He took out a fan-shaped magic weapon, called the Spirit Void Fan, one fan can fan away a big mountain, and one tap can shock Wu Xiu's divine soul out of the body.

Lan Feng was crazy now, he felt that he was synonymous with killing at this moment, and he was only born to kill bloodily.

In this wonderful realm, his combat power reached a terrifying existence, and if a single supreme faced him at this time, he would definitely be killed by him with a wave of his hand.

"Come out for me. Lan Feng half-stood on the void, his big foot lifted and stepped down, and suddenly the sword under his feet flashed, and nine ancient swords pierced through his body, instantly forming a sword formation of eight desolations and six combinations under his feet.

The sword array swarmed again, and the other eight ancient swords all submerged into the main sword body, causing the main sword to rise in the air, and the Taotian giant sword fell into shape.

Lan Feng stood on the Taotian giant sword with silver silk and white hair fluttering, looking at the sky with his head held high, this time after he took out the blood drinking mad sword, he did not submerge the dantian halo into the blood drinking mad sword, making the blood drinking madness infinitely rampant.

Lan Feng integrated all the dantian halos into the hundreds of veins around his body, making his physical body surpass the ordinary supreme treasure body.

"It's just in time, today Lan will use your bloody human head to preach the Supreme. Lan Feng stepped on the Taotian giant sword, raised his head and saw Bai Zhiyuan's Five Poison Demon Sword slashing and killing, he didn't see fear, he shouted, and threw out the blood-drinking sword in his hand with a wave of his big hand.

The Blood Drinking Madness Sword is Lan Feng's natal magic weapon, and without the blessing of his Dao thoughts, it can move in mid-air, acting as the peerless spirit of the ancient Lin clan, proud of the Nine Heavens Spirit Technique, and colliding with the Five Poison Demon Sword.

In an instant, the sky was full of sword shadows, and the five poisonous demon swords and demonic qi were in the sky, and the five poisons traveled all over the world, enveloping the blood-drinking mad sword, and corroding the blood-drinking mad sword little by little.

However, at this moment, the Blood Drinking Madness Sword trembled violently, and streams of dementor devouring power swarmed out, devouring the demonic qi of the Five Poison Demon Sword, or the five poisonous qi, into its sword body, refining it into its own power.

The two are stalemate in mid-air, and they look like they are evenly matched, and no one can take advantage of anyone.

Seeing that the blood-drinking mad sword blocked Bai Zhiyuan, the most feared enemy, Lan Feng didn't dare to stay, and waved his big hand, and Sutuo Mountain was shrouded in a piece of Buddha light, and it rose in the air.

"Boom ......"

The Taiyin sucking Dafa used by the old man with a broken arm hated the fierceness, and it can be said that the enemies were angry when they saw each other. Taiyin sucked and gathered Zhou Tian's demonic qi to grow up, turned into a Taiyin demon and pounced on Sutuo Mountain, frantically gnawed and sucked the light of Sutuo Buddha, refined it into his own power, and its momentum became stronger and stronger.

Mount Sutuo was not Lan Feng's natal magic weapon, he had to divide a part of the Dao Nian blessing to Mount Sutuo, and control Mount Sutuo to fight with the Taiyin Demon Leader.

After a moment of stalemate, Sutuo Mountain was directly reduced by half by the bombardment, and it was invincible to the appearance of the Taiyin Demon Head.

However, at this time, Lan Feng could no longer spare his hand to face the old man with a broken arm, and brought the advantage board back, Zhang Jiehu, the most low-key and gloomy person among the three supremes, he had already bombarded it with the Spirit Void Fan in his hand.

The siege of the three of them instantly put Lan Feng in a predicament, and he could only bite the bullet and step on the Taotian Giant Sword to face the air, colliding with the Spirit Void Fan.

Falling within the bombardment range of the Spirit Void Fan, Lan Feng suddenly felt a violent wind around him, and his entire divine soul seemed to be torn apart by a force and wanted to fly out of his body.

"Hmph" Lan Feng's mortal enemy blocked this terrifying power, and finally snorted, and after Hunei's divine soul ignited a thick blood-colored demon fire, this feeling subsided.

"Boom ......"

However, just when Lan Feng was so distracted, Zhang Jiehu had already jumped in front of him with the Spirit Void Fan in his hand, and the other party held the Spirit Void Fan high and raised it high, and as soon as he slapped it down, he slapped Lan Feng and the sword out sideways.

Lan Feng was slapped out like this, and the bloody sword shook, flying upside down, and was equally injured like Lan Feng, and disappeared in a flash without entering Lan Feng's eyebrows.

Sutuo Mountain couldn't fly back again, and was directly held back by the Taiyin Demon of the old man with a broken arm. Getting this Sutuo Mountain treasure made the old man with a broken arm laugh, so it was nothing to cut off an arm. (To be continued......)