The moment the voice came out, everyone felt an extremely terrifying coercion suddenly descending, enveloping the fifth mountain.

They all looked up in amazement, even those top celestial pride, such as Meng Jiang, Chu Yingxuan and others.

When Tsui Hark heard this familiar voice, he was immediately overjoyed, and the other members of the Haoran Alliance were also excited.

"It's Senior Brother Wang who is back!"

"It won't be long before the Northern Darkness Spirit!"

"Senior Brother Wang is the Tianjiao of the Ten Star Foundation, with him, no one in our Haoran Alliance can bully!"

Wang Ran had a very heavy weight in the minds of those disciples who followed Tsui Hark at the earliest, like a god, and this appearance immediately caused a sensation, including Ma Rulong, he was very excited, and felt that the wretched spirit he had received these days was worth it.

Outside the Haoran Alliance, Bei Yinglie couldn't help but stare at Wang Ran when he saw that he was overpowering the audience.

Then he thought that he had been promoted by Chen's predecessors, and his cultivation was no longer what he used to be, so he smiled coldly, thinking that no matter what Wang Ran had, he could easily suppress it.

"I didn't expect you to dare to appear, I thought you were going to be a turtle with a shrunken head for the rest of your life. Bei Minglie's eyes showed mockery, he put his hands behind his back, and said arrogantly: "Wang Ran, if you kneel down and kowtow to me three times now, maybe I can spare your life!"

Wang Ran stood on the tip of the sword, his robe fluttering, he glanced at Bei Minglie lightly, there was no trace of fear, but more emotion.

A few months ago, he had fought with the Northern Underworld Lie at the Enlightenment Ceremony, although there was a huge difference in the cultivation between the two sides at that time, but he still took the punch of the Northern Underworld Spirit, which had already built the sixth layer of the foundation, with the realm of condensing qi and the Great Perfection.

Now that the strength of the Northern Darkness Lie has grown to the eighth layer of the foundation, why hasn't his cultivation increased greatly?

Especially when he thought of the results of these few days of retreat, Wang Ran felt a sense of relief.

That spirit core really gave him too much surprise, the aura inside was unimaginably rich, and the more it was absorbed into the depths of the core, the more refined it became.

Even in the end, because the quality of the aura was too high, Wang Ran's refining speed could no longer keep up with the speed of absorption, making all the aura blocked in the meridians.

If it weren't for Wang Ran's wit, as soon as he finished absorbing it, he would not spare any effort to urge the immortal immortal power, I am afraid that those spiritual qi would not only be wasted, but also damage his own meridians.

It was also because he had just exerted the Immortal Immortal Skill to the extreme, and after all the spiritual energy in his body was absorbed, he produced ten roars in his body in a row, and the sound of the sound even reached the fifth mountain.

And this absorption also made Wang Ran's cultivation skyrocket in an instant, from the third layer of foundation building before the retreat, all the way to the peak of the fifth layer of foundation building today!

It is only one step away from the sixth layer of the foundation, and even Wang Ran can forcibly break through if he wants to.

It's just that doing so will leave a bane.

Wang Ran was not in a hurry at this time, building the peak of the fifth layer of the foundation, which was enough for him to deal with the Northern Underworld.

Therefore, he looked at the fierce Bei Yinglie, and his heart did not fluctuate, and he even wanted to laugh a little.

Where did Bei Yinglie know this, he only felt that Wang Ran's gaze was very sharp, and when he looked at him, he looked like an ant, and he didn't seem to take him in his eyes at all.

He was slightly stunned at first, and then he felt a hot face, a feeling of humiliation welled up in his heart, and anger rose sharply.

"Wang Ran, you dare to look down on me!"

Seeing Bei Minglie's angry appearance, Wang Ran wondered, "Where do I look down on you?"

"You just look down on me, your eyes just look down on me!"

Wang Ran was all happy, and felt that this Northern Darkness was also quite cute, and his heart was full of drama.

As a result, it didn't matter if he was happy, Bei Minglie immediately jumped like thunder, he remembered that he was slapped in front of the Great Elder in front of all the heavenly pride, and he also remembered the years when he was killed by Wang Ran and threw his sleeve to the wall of the beast mountain.

In an instant, the momentum on Bei Minglie's body was amazing, he jumped up, urging his strongest Dao method to the extreme, and the Haoran Righteous Qi Technique also swept out.

"Haha, Wang Ran, do you really think that I am still the former Northern Spirit? To tell you the truth, during this period of time, the Yuanying Sword Cultivator of Weizhen Yunzhou Chen Vain is my master, this time I got his true preaching method, you can die under this Dao method, not wronged!"

Hearing Bei Minglie's words, all the disciples who heard the news were in an uproar, and looked at him with extreme disbelief in their eyes.

"Oh my God, Chen Vain turned out to be his master!!"

"No wonder his cultivation is so diligent, so it is, so it is!"

"It's really a great opportunity that this Northern Darkness has met such a master!"

Those well-informed disciples suddenly realized one by one, and they looked at Bei Yinglie's eyes with envy to the extreme.

"Who is Chen Varan?" There were also some disciples who didn't know the truth, and they were puzzled at this time.

Someone immediately gave him popular science: "You don't even know Chen Vain, he is now the most prestigious monk in Yunzhou, it is rumored that this person's cultivation is unfathomable, and he once won a golden pill fruit in the hands of our Senior Brother Ye and Chen Lie of Zixiao Palace, but it was just to quench his thirst!"

"What? There is such a great man?" the disciples lost their voices when they heard this.

Bei Minglie listened to the exclamations that sounded one after another around him, and couldn't help but smile on his face, looking at Wang Ran with a squint, and the magic trick in his hand was also urged to the peak state.

Unlike everyone's surprise, after hearing Bei Minglie finally say this, Wang Ran's expression gradually became strange.

Bei Minglie snorted coldly, planning not to give Wang Ran a chance again, he stepped into the air, and actually stayed for a short time, killing Wang Ran with the strongest Dao method.

That Dharma aura condensed into a big sword in mid-air, with boundless sharpness and a mighty righteousness full of righteousness, it fell from the sky and slashed at Wang Ran at a shocking speed.

The expressions of the onlookers suddenly became solemn, this sword is too terrifying!

"Is this the power of the Northern Spirit?"

Someone muttered in his heart, such a sword is a half-step golden pill, and it can also be killed, right?

At the same time, looking at Wang Ran's eyes was full of indifference, as if he was looking at a dead man.

Killing the disciples of the same sect is a big crime to put it in both the inner and outer gates, but in the law enforcement hall, you can only blame you for not being as strong as others, and if the sect wants to blame, the most you can do is to punish the murderer for a few months.

Therefore, the sword of Bei Yinglie is a sword with murderous intent.

Tsui Hark was also short of breath, not knowing how Wang Ran should deal with it, most people already regarded Wang Ran as a dead man, and didn't think that he could survive the big sword that killed the half-step golden pill.

Bei Minglie was even more crazy in his eyes, full of joy, looking up to the sky and laughing.

And yet—

At the moment when the sword was about to fall on Wang Ran's head, he saw that his eyes were neither happy nor sad, and he just stretched out two fingers and firmly clamped the sharp blade.

Immediately afterwards, the heroic righteousness that made countless heavenly arrogance and Xu Hark helpless was directly absorbed by Wang Ran, as if a courtier met a king, without causing him the slightest harm.

"How is this possible!!" Bei Minglie's smile suddenly froze, he was shocked, and the whole person was stunned.

The next moment, I saw Wang Ran turn his head, look at him, step out, and appear in front of him like shrinking into inches, his palm, which was as white as jade, raised high.

"You know nothing about power. ”

Bei Minglie's body instantly tensed, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he shouted angrily: "No!!My grandfather is a formation elder, my master is Chen Vain, you can't touch me!!"

Listening to that exclamation, Wang Ran's eyes couldn't help but show pity, like looking at ants and sentient beings.

He sighed, and the palm with the momentum of the mountains also fell lightly on his shoulder.

"Forget it, you better get down on your knees and talk. ”