Yang Lan's expression was cold, and she said suspiciously: "This big man is familiar with it...... But he is completely unfamiliar, who is he, and how can he be so domineering?"

Even if half of the remnant soul is left, Yang Lan's eyesight is also extremely strong, the big man in front of him is born with an extremely domineering and domineering aura, although in this immortal world, it can only be the manifestation of divine thoughts, but where in the world is there such a domineering divine thought? Yang Nan originally did not have such a terrifying god of war divine thought around him, but now where did this come from?

"Hmph...... Dead !!"

The big man didn't rely on the weapon, only relied on his fists and legs to blast out a terrifying tearing force, and the black-armored demon soldiers who were hit by the power of the big man were all killed, even if it was a black-armored demon soldier who was far closer to the big man of the iron tower, suddenly it was torn apart silently, as if a pair of big hands with such strength that they were irresistibly strong were tearing hard, and the power was really terrifying!

This terrifying destructive power was enough to make Yang Lan's heart frightened, he groaned for a while, suddenly came to his senses, and exclaimed in amazement: "Overlord Xuanhuang! You are actually the spiritual sense of the Overlord Xuanhuang!!"

The big man turned his head and looked at each other angrily, and roared: "Yang Lan! I won't kill you, and I won't be willing !!to give up."

Yang Nan shook his head with a smile and said: "No, no, no! The overlord Xuanhuang was cut in half by you that day, and his spiritual sense was extremely damaged, and now the overlord armor is actually the spirit of Xuanhuang, the overlord, the conquest, the punishment of Hu, and the pacification of the five great divine soldiers! You abandon the four great divine soldiers like a shoe, this time they are the snow revenge, Yang Lan, a drink and a peck, isn't it predetermined? This cause and effect, you can use it yourself......

As he spoke, the big man of the Iron Tower had already rushed into the vast group of black-armored demon soldiers, stirring up bloody slaughter in the sky, and any powerful black-armored demon soldiers would be like ants in his hands, destroying them at the touch and shattering them at the slightest twist! With such a god-like figure appearing, the black-armored demon soldiers suddenly suffered heavy casualties, and their morale was completely ......

As soon as Yang Lan saw the terrifying power of this big man of the iron tower like a tiger entering the flock of sheep and being invincible, she said with a wry smile: "Chige, Chang Xiao, I never thought that I would eventually die in your hands......

In the battle of the underworld that day, Yang Lan did not hesitate to use the essence of the three generals in order to defeat Yang Nan, although he issued a terrifying trick to destroy the world and destroy the earth, but where could the three generals withstand the terrible power of absorption?

Yan Blood had already died in the battle of the long war, leaving behind only demonized divine souls, but Chige and Chang Xiao were living people, and Yang Lan, who was regarded as Allah, was so sacrificed, how could they be willing?

The body is dead, the soldiers have been destroyed, only a wisp of immortal heroic soul is still left, the five great divine soldiers are dominated by the overlord Xuanhuang, and Yang Nan's immortal power is the auxiliary, and a peerless overlord is re-fused to come out, in order to kill Yang Lan, the common enemy!

The overlord is no longer the spiritual consciousness of the overlord Xuanhuang who has not yet condensed into a tool spirit, nor is it the divine consciousness of any of the three generals, but it is a fusion of hatred and shame, and the five spirits of being strong, domineering, righteous, decisive, and wise

A new machine spirit that has been achieved in one!

Although this is a nascent artifact, it is far more than an ordinary artifact, and its horror and horror are not inferior to any master in the world!

With five temperaments, it seems that there are no flaws at all, unless the powerful immortal blasts it with supreme mana, otherwise this machine spirit will only get stronger and stronger, more and more terrifying, in front of him, nothing can stop the footsteps of these five spirits!

"The cycle of cause and effect, karma, this calamity, I can't avoid it......"

Yang Lan's remnant soul let out a long sigh, and there was a trace of remorse in his heart, if he hadn't personally killed Chi Ge and Chang Xiao that day, where would the souls of these two people be enemies of him today?

Abandon the remnant soul and forge a new soul, and the future self will no longer be yourself!

Who would do this if it weren't for the endless resentment?

With the leader of the invincible and terrifying divine thoughts of the tyrant man, the fighting momentum of the black and white armies has gradually changed from a tie to a victory or defeat!

However, even if Yang Lan's remnant soul is in despair, it will not be restrained, the two terrifying waves are surging like raging waves, and the entire immortal world is still you coming and going, swords and guns are parallel, and the sound of all kinds of battles and killings is endless!

In the boundless immortal world, a white wave is gradually encroaching on the black area, every black-armored demon soldier disappears, Yang Lan is missing a divine consciousness, Yang Nan stands proudly in the void, a trace of joy rises in his heart, and as soon as the overlord comes out, it will only take a few years to destroy Yang Lan's divine consciousness!

How powerful is the spiritual intent of the five great divine soldiers? Now that they are condensed into one, it is even more incomparable, although it is nothing to the powerful cultivators in the world, but in terms of the strength of the divine thoughts, it is really a terrifying force that Yang Lan cannot resist!

Yang Nan looked at the black-armored demon soldiers who were bulldozed like wheat waves, and began to think about how to refine this unique immortal sword after erasing all of Yang Lan's divine sense.

With the body as a sword, from the Dao Void True Scripture, Yang Nan holds the Dao Void True Scripture in his hand, and is extremely familiar with the middle doorway, Yang Lan's martial immortal true body is really extraordinary, and the hardness of his body is far better than the world's spiritual iron! Its power is terrifying, enough to beat any mana in the world!

If it can be condensed and cast into a fairy sword, its quality is definitely the best choice!

Martial Immortal's true body, a trace of destructive power, what he refines day by day is the terrifying sword of destruction, Yang Nan thought of this, his calm heart also burned slightly, he looked at Yang Lan who was still dying, and his heart could not allow him to live for a minute and a half longer, and between the flashes of red light, his body had long been submerged in the black armor army, and he had completed the great cause of slashing together with Ba Jia......

"Poor and barren ice, the ancient palace is cold, how many immortals are in the world?

In the long world, Vientiane is reincarnated, and there are nine difficult paths for immortals since ancient times!

The one who is above the vast man is said to be a transcendent figure,

The wind is sluggish and the wanderer is a fairy family.

Haoyue fairy, fairy eyes swept lightly, all beings were speechless, looking up at the bright moon like a high dome.

A generation of patriarchs, when talking and laughing, the Three Realms were shocked, ethereal like a snowstorm.

Pure hands, like the blooming of a hundred flowers, the fairy shadow dances, if the clouds ......and smoke are elegant!

..................”

Holding the spirit pen in her hand, the intoxicated Jue Cang Ran silently wrote the artistic conception of Xuan Bing in her heart at the end of a spiritual silk cloth shaft, she has been cultivating for several years, and her cultivation is increasing day by day, but every year, the biggest thing is to use the spirit pen to depict the Xuan Bing Joy in her heart!

This picture of Xuanbing is a reflection of her hard work and spirit, which can be described as wonderful and lifelike!

A year has passed, Yang Nan is still nowhere to be seen, this picture of accommodating the beautiful scenery on the seventh floor of the Xuanbing Hall has been completed under her pen, and now only this last poem is completed!

Juecang Rouran is composing poetry, but the Miaoyuan fairy on the side is just staring at each other, smiling and staring, these years, Juecang Rouran cultivation when the mind is single-minded, when he is free, he no longer plays nonsense, but just holds the spirit pen on this extraordinary material, ten zhang radius of the spirit silk shaft painting.

She indulges in her mind with paintings, and Miao Yuan does not stop her, although the immortals in the heavenly realm have practiced the immortal law all their lives, they are not all meditating every day.

There are alchemists, there are chess players, there are painters, there are singers, there are countless kinds of forests, there are countless of them, and there are now three points less to jump out of the heart, and more points to perseverance and perseverance, which makes Miao Yuan praise in his heart.

"Sister, come and see, did I do a good job of this 'Ancient Law Xuanbing'?"

Jue Cang Rouran suddenly dropped the last stroke, as if she had exhausted all her strength, her delicate body softened suddenly, she raised her black eyes, a look of anticipation bloomed in her eyes, and she looked at Fairy Miaoyuan and smiled stupidly.

In order to compose this ancient poem, Jue Cang Rouran gazed at the sky under the crystal dome every day, gazed at the water flow in the cold pool, and even more, sometimes sat on the ground for a long time, looking at the Miaoyuan Fairy in a daze.

Most of the people in the world who are obsessed with the Tao are fruitful people, chess players, chess masters, painters, painting saints!

Jue Cang Rouran's strange behavior has been there from the moment she started painting, but Miao Yuan Fairy knows the mystery very well, but she has never been strange.

"Alas...... It's just a joke, but it taught you to spend five years of hard work, so stubborn, and obsessive. ”

After many years of getting along, the two are like mother and daughter, like sisters, like confidants, at this moment she saw the little girl's exhausted look, just sighed slightly, stepped forward to carry a stream of fairy breath, and helped Jue Cang Rouran to restore the damaged divine thoughts.

"Thank you, sister. Juecang Rouran Jade showed a bright smile on her face, but her eyes stared at the proud, handsome and peerless figure in the spirit silk shaft, and said, "I don't know...... Will he be satisfied?"

Fairy Miaoyuan sighed in a low voice: "Born with a daughter, it is difficult to break the infatuation, why are the daughters in the world so infatuated......? It's not Lang Jun's fault, but where is it?"

Jue Cang Rouran's thoughts, Miao Yuan has long known it, in fact, it is not just Jue Cang Rouran's alone?

Yang Nan is a Taoist, in addition to cultivating immortals in his life, he is not focused on love matters, often falling flowers intentionally, and flowing water is ruthless, which is also a reluctant thing.

Jue Cang Rouran smiled slightly, withdrew his gaze from the unparalleled man on the painting, and said: "As the saying goes, there is love in heaven, there is righteousness in the world, even if you are immortals, you can't forget your feelings, but you can't forget your feelings, but you just look at the things in the world with a normal heart, the ancestors created people, and the three forces are applied at the same time, there is vitality and extinction in the human body, and there are more creative mysteries, and the love is also the heart of heaven, why should people in my generation be afraid of it like a tiger?"

Fairy Miaoyuan looked at the slightly haggard little girl with pity, and said angrily: "You are only a beginner grandmaster now, what do you dare to say about Tianxin Tiandao? If Lang Jun comes out and sees you like this, I am afraid that I will also apologize, you have also painted, and poems have also been written, and now there are no more distracting thoughts and cranky thoughts!"

Jue Cang Rouran grinned and said, "I know that my sister loves me, but you haven't said it yet, sister, how do I paint?"

Fairy Miaoyuan suddenly looked happy, and shouted: "Lang Jun's immortal sword is about to be refined into ......"