"Two wastes, just in the palm of my hand that you also want to escape. After a blow in vain, Lan Feng's face suddenly became cold, and after he drank it, the thunderwood magic weapon was thrown out by him, falling into the air, and a few spins slowly became larger.

"Boom ......"

When the thunder wood magic weapon swelled to a certain extent, the sky suddenly became black and pressed down, bursts of thunder exploded, and purple lightning crossed and surfaced and wrapped around the black clouds.

Lan Feng's finger tip was raised and volleyed on the thunderwood magic weapon, and in an instant, the thunderwood magic weapon continued to tremble, and after the Dao purple lightning trembled in the thunderwood magic weapon, it was attracted down by an invisible pulling force emanating from the thunder wood, and it was submerged into the thunderwood magic weapon.

After the thunderwood magic weapon introduced all the purple electricity into the thunderwood magic weapon, in the moment of Lan Feng's divine thoughts, the purple electricity attracted by the thunderwood magic weapon rose from its thunderwood magic weapon to the sky, and exploded in mid-air, turning into a large net of purple electricity and enveloping the entire sky.

When the bodies of the two Primordial Condensing Divine Martial Cultivators of the Nether Ghost Sect fled away, they were shocked and fell out of the void with a "bang".

Lan Feng looked up, the bloody eyes swept over, staring at the other party's body, the bloody eyes suddenly burst out of the bewitching blood red, and then two blood rays shot out from his eyes, and the two "bang" sounds, hit his body, and the other party was bombarded and shattered, and died tragically in the air.

Seeing this, the second Primal Condensing Divine Mind Wu Xiu, who was shocked out of the void, was so pale that there was no trace of blood, and he threw out the Three Souls and Seven Spirits Demon Yuan Umbrella in his hand, and suddenly the Three Souls and Seven Spirits Demon Yuan Umbrella Demon Yuan Umbrella shook, and then disappeared in mid-air and disappeared without a trace.

"Hiss ......"

The next moment. Above Lan Feng's head, a roar of air sounded, and then the Three Souls and Seven Spirits Demon Yuan Umbrella appeared.

At this time, the Three Souls and Seven Spirits Demon Yuan Umbrella was constantly rotating and moving. An invisible force shrouded Lan Feng's entire body from the umbrella, wanting to absorb Lan Feng's three souls and seven spirits.

"Huh...... Haha...... "Lan Feng was shrouded in the invisible power of the Demon Yuan Umbrella, and after being stunned, he suddenly looked up to the sky and laughed, and as soon as he lifted his big foot and stepped down, the whole person rose into the air. With a "boom", a punch hit the Three Souls and Seven Spirits Demon Yuan Umbrella, and the Demon Yuan Umbrella was shattered with one blow.

"Suffer from death......" Lan Feng looked back at the primordial contemplation of Wu Xiu. After a snort, his body did not move, and he made the Dafa of moving mountains and shrinking the ground, but in an instant, he had already appeared in front of the primordial concentrating god Nian Wu Xiu. And the big hands are raised high. As soon as he slapped down, he smashed the other party into the air.

"Boom ......"

Not far away, in the void, the wind was fighting to the death with the two peak supremes on his back.

Lan Feng half-squinted his bloody eyes, pondered slightly for a while, and finally spit out a mouthful of blood-colored demon fire.

The blood-colored demon fire landed in mid-air, shook twice, and was split into two by Lan Feng's divine thoughts, and with a whoosh, it flew out. The two "hiss" sounds fell on the two peak supremes. He burned the two of them in the boiling flames, and in a moment they turned into nothingness.

"Brother Xie Lan came to help. Feng Hanqing fiddled, and the wings on his back shook and twisted and took off, turning into two Great Ten Thousand Supreme Martial Cultivators.

Lan Feng just nodded at it, then lowered his head and looked at the bottom of the Xuanqing Gate, seeing that the disciples of the Xuanqing Sect were tearing apart with the people of the Netherworld Ghost Sect who were about to flee, he frowned, and then pointed his finger and a little in the air, a gray light flew out from between his fingers, landed on the righteous qi square, rose and expanded, and turned into a large halo circle.

"The Xuanqing Gate belongs, and it's all in the halo. The halo circle was completed, Lan Feng leaned into the air and roared, then he didn't pay attention to the others, and the big hand rotated and grabbed it, and his hand grabbed the Blood Drinking Crazy Sword out of thin air, and the big hand threw the Blood Drinking Crazy Sword into the air, and suddenly the Blood Drinking Crazy Sword rotated in mid-air and turned into a blood map.

"Brother Dao, forget it, God has the virtue of killing, they are all low-level disciples, so what if you let it go. Feng saw that Lan Feng was going to sacrifice the disciples of the Netherworld Ghost Sect who had fled away, and he couldn't bear it, and said loudly.

"Every one of them is going to die, ...... death" Lan Feng said, ignoring Feng's affectionate expression, urging the blood to get up.

"Ahhh......h

All the living Nether Ghost Sect martial cultivators in the Xuanqing Gate were refined into the blood map by the Lan Feng Blood Sacrifice one by one.

After killing all the martial cultivators of the Netherworld Ghost Sect, Lan Feng seemed to be dissatisfied, and looked back at the wind with affection.

The rest of the supremes of the other Xuanqing Sect were swept away by Lan Feng, and their bodies trembled unconsciously before they recovered.

"I think you want to discuss with me about entering the Nether Ghost Sect, I wish me to be affectionate and timid, I can't promise you, and I won't let my family members die in vain. Feng Hanqing could see Lan Feng's thoughts at a glance, and he refused coldly, without the slightest room for redemption.

Perhaps, when Fang Cai Lan Feng cold-blooded all the low-level disciples of the Netherworld Ghost Sect were sacrificed to blood, she couldn't accept it with affection.

However, the other supremes listened, and their bodies began to greet each other, but there was a wind and affection present, but they didn't dare to say anything.

"A bunch of waste. Lan Feng snorted, then turned around and walked slowly down from mid-air.

"Xiaolan Feng ......" Meng Yao landed on Jin Mang's head, and the pear blossoms shouted at him with rain.

Lan Feng looked at Meng Yao like this, and suddenly felt sad, and took out his big hand and hugged Meng Yao into his arms.

"Xiao Lanfeng...... Brother...... Sister...... They all ......" Meng Yao opened her mouth, her heart hurt, she couldn't hold back any longer, and she fell into Lan Feng's arms and cried loudly.

"Xiao Yao......" Lan Feng opened his mouth, but only called out two words, not knowing what to comfort Meng Yao's injured heart, just patted her back with his big hand, and stood in the air with a sense of exhaustion.

"Xiao Yao, come with me, I'll take you out of this sad place. Lan Feng said softly, and then landed on Jin Mang's head with a big step, "Go north." ”

Jin Mang blinked depressedly, and was about to scold, but when he thought about it, he didn't scold, and his huge reckless body slowly soared into the air.

In mid-air, Lan Feng stepped on his head, standing quietly, his figure gradually becoming smaller and smaller under the setting sun, and he was about to get lost in mid-air.

Feng looked at it with affection, and suddenly opened his mouth and shouted, "Brother Lan Dao, wait a minute." ”

Lan Feng didn't answer when he heard this, he still walked forward, never stopped, he felt that his heart was heavy and heavy, not thoughts.

Seeing this, Feng Hanqing's body shook, and he was lost on the spot, and the next moment, he appeared in front of Lan Feng, "Brother Lan Dao, Fang is not right, I hope you will see the cold." ”

"I don't take it to heart. Lan Feng said softly, but this voice fell on Feng Han's emotional heart, and she felt that the distance between herself and Lan Feng was far, far away.

Maybe in this troubled world, there is no right or wrong, killing or not killing, just so that you can live, and let the people you care about live with you, that's it.

"I know that Brother Lan Dao is going back to Yujing, and there is an altar teleportation array in the sect, so let's let Hanqing give you a ride. "There was silence for a while, and the wind said lightly.

At this time, the other supremes of the Xuanqing Sect also came over, and knelt in the air, "I'm up and down the Xuanqing Gate, thank you Lan Shaoxia for saving me." ”

At this time, they also recovered from Lan Feng's bloody tearing shadow, and their faces showed gratitude.

"Xiao Lanfeng...... I want to meet my sister...... Seeing Daddy......" Meng Yao called softly, and hid in his arms and kept crying.

"Okay, I'll stay here for a few more days, you can do your best to repair the Guardian Array, and after Xiao Yaohui arranges his relatives, I'll make it easier for the altar teleportation array to stay away. Lan Feng said this, and then walked down from mid-air with Meng Yao, surrounded by groups of disciples of Xuanqing Sect, holding Meng Yao's little hand and coming to Meng Yao's sister and father.

"Sister...... Daddy...... "When Meng Yao saw her sister and father falling to the ground in blood, she threw herself on them and cried loudly.

The other Xuanqing Sect disciples were infected by Meng Yao's crying, and they also came from their hearts and cried and cried.

Lan Feng stood there stunned, and after a while, he suddenly spit out a mouthful of blood, and his face instantly turned pale. (To be continued......)