The old man with a look at the demon showed a solemn look on his face, and his finger dragged to his lips for a while, and then he suddenly pointed forward and stretched out, and a dark blue light disappeared, growing in front of the old man of the inner demon, becoming a big blue net, and shrouded the skull in a flash.

"Hiss......" Yulan caged the skull with a flicker, shrinking a little to tie the skull and twist it to pieces.

At this time, I only heard a cold snort from the demon cloud, I don't know what spell it used in the demon cloud, and the skull roared gloomily in the billowing demonic qi.

The skull was demonic and growing, but when it heard the sound of "bang bang ......", it shattered the blue net one by one, and the skull pierced out of it.

"Woo woo...... the skull ghost screamed a few times, and swooped down on the old man of the heart demon.

The old man of the heart demon frowned slightly, and the huge figure swayed, and he went up to the skull, and when the skull was near, he raised his huge big hand and slapped down on the skull.

"Boom ......"

The old man of the heart demon slapped his big hand and slapped the skull into a demonic whisper, and scattered, and at the same time was subjected to the terrible bombardment of the skull, and the huge body of the old man of the heart demon trembled, and was shocked and flew out of the air for more than ten zhang before stopping.

"The old thing quickly hand over the exercises, or I will die. An indifferent voice came from the demon cloud again, and as soon as the words fell, the demon cloud surged up and down, revealing a middle-aged man in black.

The middle-aged man in black was entangled in the rolling demonic qi, and the indifferent centripetal demon old man stared away, with the posture of a superior person bowing down to everyone.

"Mo Yuntian? It's just a junior, are you threatening this seat? Even if your father comes, you have to give three points to this seat, you don't deserve it. The old man with the demon in his heart glanced at the middle-aged man in black and said disdainfully.

"An old man with a half-crippled body, I want to see if he is worthy. Mo Yuntian snorted, and his big hands opened to both sides, and suddenly his entire body spun automatically.

As Mo Yuntian's body continued to rotate, the black qi around him rolled, and a pitch-black banner floated out, spinning with him.

As soon as a big flag appeared, the whole mid-air shook and moved, and half of the sky seemed to be twisted by the pitch-black flag, and the magic power surging and surging.

"The Twelve Heavenly God Banners?" the old man of the Heart Demon exclaimed with a shocked face, obviously the Twelve Heavenly God Banners were not simple goods.

This is the treasure of the Zhenzong that has been refined by the Netherworld Ghost Sect for thousands of years, refining countless living beings, souls and blood, although the Demon Cloud Heaven only took out one of the twelve Heavenly God Flags, but the power of it is also imaginable.

It is rumored that in the Great War of Gods and Demons, the old man of the Netherworld Ghost Sect was angry and clinged to the Twelve Heavenly Gods, and the Banner of the Twelve Heavenly Gods destroyed the Dao Root of a major sect.

The Great Sect had no choice but to send out the Zhenjiao Zhuxian Banner to confront it, and the battle was earth-shattering, and the entire mid-air was darkened.

"The old horseman is here to help me. The old man of the heart demon raised his head and looked at the old man who did good deeds below, and called for help with the heart of the old man of the heart demon, which shows the terrible nature of the gods and gods.

The old man who did good looked up, and saw that the Heavenly God Banner appeared, and his scalp was numb for a while, and their ten major sects were very clear about this Heavenly God Banner, and even the old man who did good had fought with the people of the Netherworld Ghost Sect who held the Heavenly God Banner.

"It seems that there is a hard fight today, and I don't know if this is good or bad. The good old man muttered twice, looked back at Lan Feng with a solemn face, and said, "Xiao Lan Feng, follow me and wait for you to ......... battle."

"The people of the Lan family, be good...... Then there is no need to fight. As he spoke, the old man who was doing good saw Lan Zhan and the nine people rushing towards the demonic qi, and his face showed a hint of joy.

"Good man......" Lan Feng seemed to realize that something was wrong and called, but the old man did not wait for him to finish speaking, grabbed his shoulder with his big hand, and threw Lan Feng to the nine brothers of the Lan family with a flick.

"Lan Feng, you listen to me, if the two of us can't get out of here today, he will be successful in cultivating every day, and you can move the Netherworld Ghost Sect to the ground for us. Lan Feng was thrown out of the air, leaving only the voice of the old man who did good deeds in the demonic qi, and there was a hint of depression and atmosphere in his words, which could not be questioned.

"Doing good deeds, grandpa...... Grandpa ......... Demon Heart" Lan Feng called softly, his words with a hint of gnawing and a hint of sentimentality, followed by the sound of him vomiting blood, and then fell into Lan Zhan's arms with a "bang".

"Father......" Lan Feng called, and then he was in Lan Zhan's arms, with a sad face, his whole body trembled, he was very hurt, angry, he wanted to rush into the sky, raised his hand and slapped the old ghost of Demon Yuntian out.

But he knew very well that his combat strength was inferior to even an ordinary mortal at this time, and he was seriously injured.

Lan Zhan took Lan Feng in his arms, and several other brothers all looked up at the old man who did good, they didn't know the identity of the old man who did good deeds, but they were sure that this person had a lot to do with Lan Feng.

Mo Yuntian's eyes swept to look at Lan Feng, his face was slightly suspicious, he seemed to think of something, his mouth opened slightly, and the wisps of sound resounded in every corner of the entire upper courtyard.

"The people of the academy, or the power of the academy, have all heard clearly to the old man, none of the Lan family can get out of the upper courtyard alive, or you will have to die, you have to die. ”

This voice came out of the way, and no matter where the people of the upper courtyard were hiding, or the people of the Three Domains who were fleeing, they all stopped or stood up.

The fleeing bodies of the people of the Three Domains stopped, staring at each other with blank faces, not knowing what to choose.

"Kill...... The order of the head sect of Zhongzhou beheaded the people of the Lan family, kill them...... Kill them. "The junior soul martial artists of the upper court, or the Dacheng soul martial artists, are all branches of the Zhilu Dao Academy, which is a branch of the Zhongzhou Netherworld Ghost Sect, and when they received the order of the Demon Cloud Heaven, they immediately showed their magic weapons, and rushed out, killing the nine brothers of the Lan family.

The martial artists above the Three Domains Powerful Soul Martial Realm have all been to Zhongzhou, and naturally they are the legends of the five major sects of the ten major sects in Zhongzhou, and when they heard the words of the people in the upper court, they suddenly understood.

Their faces once again showed the confidence and eagerness they had once had, they looked back and roared, waved their fingers at the clansmen, and showed their magic weapons to kill the nine brothers of the Lan family.

"Damn, Lao Jiu, you protect Feng'er, if anything happens to him, you don't have to come back alive to see me. Lan Zhan threw the Lan Feng in his arms to Lao Jiu, and looked back angrily and slaughtered the crowd.

"Kill, fuck the people of the upper courtyard, raised by these bitches in the Three Domains, wait for me to come out alive, destroy you all over the door, destroy you all over the ....... Lao Wu looked up to the sky and roared, and the brute sword qi around his body swept out, and with a domineering aura of self-respect, he rushed towards the crowd.

With a wave of anger and madness, the eight members of the Lan family rushed towards the crowd one after another.

"Father...... Fifth Uncle and Third Uncle...... "Lan Feng saw his father and seven uncles pounce, and when he entered the crowd, he screamed like a heartbreak, his eyes were stained with blood, with a thick anger, he was extremely angry, he wanted to kill him, Lan Feng struggled to get out of the ninth uncle's hand, and wielded the bloody knife to kill.

He felt that it was more uncomfortable to look at his relatives or friends to tear him apart than to kill himself, he felt that he was going crazy, he was going to raise his sword and kill him, he felt that if he did this again, he would leave behind and get sick.

But as soon as Lan Feng moved his spiritual power, he touched the wound, and spit out a few mouthfuls of blood from his mouth, and his face was a little paler, his injury was too serious.

"it, Feng'er, what are you doing, do you want your ninth uncle to die?" Lao Jiu yelled at Lan Feng, then hugged him horizontally and bent his arm, and his figure swayed and flew out.

"Lan Feng was there in Lan Tian, and he was killed in the past, and this person must be eliminated. The crowd didn't know which one of them called out, and then a few people on the side of the upper courtyard looked up, with hatred on their faces, and their figures swayed, chasing and killing Lan Feng and the two.

"Leave it all for me. Lan Zhan roared, and as soon as his big hand was raised, there was a gust of wind, and a pair of big hands appeared in the rolling demonic qi, and they swept down to a few of them.

Several of them were Dacheng soul martial artists, and when they saw Lan Zhan's peak soul martial artists coming with a single blow, they hurriedly looked back, showed their magic weapons and threw them out of the sky.

"Boom ........."

The magic weapons thrown by several Dacheng soul warriors broke through the air and collided with the big hand used by Lan Zhan, and the big hand was broken after a moment of stalemate.

Lan Zhan snorted, and his figure flashed and swooped down on several people, he was the cultivation of the peak soul martial realm, his body cultivation was the only one, and the wild sword qi rolled in as soon as he moved, but in an instant, he wrenched off a person's head as soon as he stretched out his big hand.

"Boom, boom, boom..............."

In mid-air, the demon Yuntian held the Heavenly God Evil Flag in his hand, and the wind and clouds changed color in a wave, and Zhou Tian's spirit turned into a rolling evil qi, rolling into a raging wind and killing the two demons who were doing good.

The figure of the old man of the heart demon was shocked and the demonic energy was surging, looking at the wind dragon pounced, he stretched out his big hand and grabbed the neck of a wind dragon, and twisted its dragon head with force, and the wind was thrown away by its robe.