The emotions that these losers should have came to naught in Xin Lan's understatement, and Lu Yunhe only said a word, muttering softly to save his long-lost face.

"Kill me. ”

When he said this, Lu Yunhe's pale face did not change in the slightest, and even the pain of being abolished by Xin Lan couldn't feel it in an instant, because he knew that even if he didn't say it, Xin Lan would do that.

Maybe...... The arrogant and uninhibited smile on Xin Lan's face never faded, maybe Xin Lan pulled out the Seven Star Dragon Yuan Sword in his hand and clamped it around his neck, and he could still say something inexhaustible, but everything was possible, and Xin Lan didn't do that.

Because, in Xin Lan's eyes, Lu Yunhe, like his disciples, is not worthy of letting him use his sword, these existences, in his Xin Lan's dictionary, are called ants.

And stepping on an ant that once bit itself, just laughing wildly is a bit of a gaffe, and then what extra emotions arise, doesn't it seem ridiculous?

"Back then, I remember I once said that one day, I, Xin Lan, would trample you under my feet, and then ...... Settle the grievances of the year, but it seems that these words, Elder Lu at that time, you didn't take them to heart?"

I don't know if it was to deliberately mock Lu Yunhe, or to be indifferent to him calmly in the face of death, Xin Lan did not call him Yunhe Lao'er anymore, but Elder Lu all his life, which is also the only respect he can give is not generous.

"Hmph, now that it's over, why bother talking about it, kill if you want to, but ...... Before I die, I have a long-cherished wish, I wonder if you will be able to satisfy my dying man?"

The thin face rose a little desolate, and Lu Yunhe's tone also lost the majesty of facing his disciples in the past, but he was like a beggar, begging from Xin Lan, and he could take a few more breaths, and the abundant air of the true yuan on the Tianchen Sect.

"No, you can't. ”

The two cold words, Xin Lan's hand, has already ignited a snow-white halo, exuding a penetrating light, perhaps due to the angle, that halo can only be seen by Lu Yunhe, who was trampled under his feet, and it is natural that the desperate fear can only be tasted by him.

True Element Condensation ...... Xin Lan's strength had actually stepped into the fifth level of the Xuanfu Realm! In just fifty years of cultivation, he could even achieve the results of his own hundreds of years of cultivation, even stronger!

Or not...... It is not too insulting to die at the hands of a proud son of the sky, but fortunately, he also trampled this proud son of the sky under his feet back then!

"Xin Lan, can you let me see, what kind of edge this seven-star dragon abyss is?"

As if he hadn't heard Xin Lan's cold answer, Lu Yunhe muttered to himself, but it made Xin Lan's raised palm stunned.

With a long sigh, Xin Lan's strength on Lu Yunhe's body was a lot lighter, and he slowly stepped sideways, past the people who were staring at him, looking at the ethereal mountain range in the east, and the words in his mouth were still so ancient and waveless.

"You, you can live a little longer, maybe ...... And maybe you don't have to die. ”

This understatement, for Lu Yunhe, can be said to be a sentence of life and death, although he did not staggered to stand up, but his face was like ashes, and suddenly a hundred emotions rose.

Rejoicing, surprised, ashamed, and sad...... It's just that these emotions, with the sound of a nine-day thunder, all turned into a touch of yearning surprise.

"Boom ......"

With a loud bang, the Xiangyun that had originally gathered on that mountain range instantly turned into dust and dissipated, and what made them dissipate was a heavenly thunder that burst out from above the nine heavens!

This heavenly thunder is actually the purple color of the rainy days in the past, and it is not the dark blue thunder emitted by cultivators who specialize in Lei Xuan, but ...... Colorful!

Seven colors, that is a member of the cultivators, and then break through the seven realms to attract the colorful thunder!

Above the Yuntian Realm, there is Xin Lan's current Xuanfu Realm, and above it, it is what cultivators call the Four Heavens, the Jindan Realm!

And above the Jindan realm, Xin Lan never knew about it, nor did he ask his master, because he understood that when he reached that realm, to them, he was like an ant in the eyes of an eagle soaring above the nine heavens.

In the eyes of the eagle, there will naturally be no place for ants, and Xin Lan, who is an ant, will certainly not look at them more.

However, this Seven-Colored Thunder is still a triple energy above the Fourfold Heavenly Golden Pill Realm, and that realm is no longer the difference between an eagle and an ant, but ...... The stars and the dust in the desolation of the universe, two things, can never come into contact with each other.

"Plop ......"

"Disciple of the Hall of Stars...... Congratulations to Tianchen Dao Ancestor coming out!"

Looking at the slowly dissipating colorful thunder, Xin Lan's starry eyes narrowed into a slit, as if he wanted to see through the ethereal mountain range, but it was ridiculous, although his eyesight was outstanding, he could only see a figure flying in the distance.

"Ahem......"

Beside him, due to the reason of pulling the wound, in Lu Yunhe's mouth, the blood that had been stopped gushed out again, but he still supported his body and wanted to kneel down, but with such an injury, it was already a blessing not to die, so how could he ask for more?

"Ahem...... Welcome Tianchen Dao Ancestor out of the customs. ”

Accompanied by the blood gushing out of Lu Yunhe, it was a gentle but resolute and respectful self-mutter, and Xin Lan, who was on the side, saw it in his eyes, was silent, just slowly stretched out his hand and folded Lu Yunhe's legs that he couldn't bend.

"Crash ......"

Xin Lan's movements were very heavy, and they could even be regarded as rough, but how could the disciples who knelt on the ground with their heads on the ground see that Xin Lan was treating his master like this, only Lu Yunhe was the only one who could feel the pain.

"Thank you......"

Of course, Lu Yunhe knew that Xin Lan did this out of the bottom of her heart to help herself complete it, and she had the only trace of respect for the Tianchen Dao Ancestor who was only for his name and had not seen his glory, so he forced the corners of his mouth to chuckle, and the words of thanks were also very sincere.

As for why Lu Yunhe saw that Xin Lan was helping himself...... For a loser who can be killed with a single finger, if it is not from sincerity, who will cry and fake mercy?

Whether anyone is or not, at least he Xin Lan ...... No.

"Don't thank me, I'm going to kill you, it's one thing, you kneel down to worship Dao Ancestor, it's another thing, and the latter, as a disciple of Tianchen Sect, of course, it's impossible for me to ignore it. ”

Indifferent to the cold words, so that the trace of vitality rising in Lu Yunhe's heart was extinguished again, Xin Lan looked at the dissipated colorful heavenly thunder, hesitated, and then knelt down on one knee, but after kneeling, only Lu Yunhe alone whispered a little unpleasantly in his mouth, and heard it clearly.