The shadow puppet stepped on Bai Yan's head.

If Bai Yan was hit by the shadow puppet, his head would be kicked out.

Bai Yan was possessed by a barbarian corpse, and his body was extremely strong, and he rushed out of the ground and quickly retreated.

Xuan An's face sank, and he casually slapped Xuan Palm at the shadow puppet.

Bang bang!

A slap of the palm of the hand on the shadow puppet directly passed through the shadow puppet, slapped on the ground, and shattered the ground.

Bai Yan slapped the Qiankun bag, and sacrificed a piece of flags to roll towards the shadow puppet.

The shadow puppet directly pierced the flag, pressing towards Bai Yan and Xuan An step by step.

Bai Yan's eyes flashed, and he sacrificed the Quartet Dragon Ding and performed the Spring and Autumn Ding Method.

Airplanes!

The Quartet Dragon Ding spun rapidly around the shadow puppet.

The shadow golem let out a scream.

The Quartet Dragon flew for a week, and the shadow puppet was closer to extinction.

The sun, moon and stars, mountains and rivers all have their own limits, not to mention the shadow puppets, he also has his own limits.

Under the entanglement of the Quartet Dragon Ding, the shadow puppet decayed little by little, and finally turned into a broken shadow.

"It's a terrible force of time. Xuan An looked at the Quartet Dragon Ding with frightened eyes, "If my brother guesses correctly, you are cultivating the Spring and Autumn Ding method of Zuo Sheng." ”

"Exactly!" Bai Yan stretched out his hand and beckoned the Quartet Dragon Ding in his hand, holding the Quartet Dragon Ding, and looking ahead.

Xuan An looked forward with Bai Yan's gaze.

An underground palace!

Xuan Ce Congsheng actually built a majestic palace underground!

The palace is ten zhang tall and is made of a special soul stone, which is a seamless palace.

"Xuansoul Palace!"

There is a plaque hanging above the palace, on which the three big characters of the Xuansoul Hall are written in the words of the dragon and snake.

"I finally saw Congsheng's palace, and I hope that the breath left by Congsheng is still there. Xuan An's face was solemn, and he stretched out his hand to push open the dusty stone door of the Xuan Soul Palace.

Rumble!

The stone door was pushed open, revealing the scene inside.

The yin wind was gusting in the palace, and the soul power swirled in the hall, and finally fell into the old man standing in the center of the palace.

"From the Holy Xuance!" Bai Yan saw the old man, respectful from the bottom of his heart, and bowed.

"Xuan Lao!" Xuan An's face was extremely excited.

From the moment Saint Xuan Ce stood there, the flesh and blood of his whole body dissipated little by little.

"Oh no! The breath left by the saint is dissipating. Xuan An was shocked, he slapped the Qiankun bag, and the talisman he sacrificed was like a hovering dragon around Xuan Ce.

The talismans shine brightly!

One after another runes were injected into Xuan Ce's corpse.

The rune power could not prevent Xuan Ce's corpse from continuing to decay, and in a moment, all the flesh and blood on the corpse had decayed, and the remaining white skeleton was decaying little by little.

"Don't!" Xuan An let out a terrible cry.

But Xuan'an couldn't stop the decay of the skeleton, and the skeleton decayed little by little in front of Xuan'an.

From the body of the saint Xuan'an, it decayed and turned into nothingness, leaving not even a trace, and the last person who saw this from the body of the saint was his grandson and Bai Yan, an irrelevant outsider.

"It's easy to go all the way from the saint!" Bai Yan bowed and bowed deeply towards the place where Xuan Ce's body disappeared.

In the era of Yan Sheng, it was not the credit of Yan Sheng alone that saved the catastrophe of the Xiuzhen Realm, but also the merits of the sub-saints, from the merits of the saints, and the monks who contributed their blood and lives to save the catastrophe, so that the ancestors of the Xiuzhen Realm continued to exist.

"No!"

"No!"

Xuan An went crazy, his limit is approaching, unless he is promoted from the heavenly man to the saint is expected to prolong his life, otherwise he will disappear forever in the heaven and earth, he pinned all his hopes on the breath left by Xuan Ce, from that breath can get the secret method of promotion from heaven and man to from the saint, now the breath is gone, he can't get the secret method of Xuan Ce, he can't be promoted to the saint in just a few hundred years, and he can't change his fate.

Xuan An was completely desperate, as if there was no light in front of him, only darkness.

Bai Yan couldn't feel Xuan'an's despair, but he could see Xuan'an's madness.

"Go!"

Xuan'an sacrificed his own spiritual treasure black beard needle.

The black needle travels back and forth in the Xuan Soul Hall!

The Xuansoul Hall was pierced with small holes, and these small holes were connected together, and finally the entire Xuansoul Hall was on the verge of collapse.

Airplanes!

The black needle shot at Bai Yan.

Bai Yan's face changed greatly, a spiritual treasure like the black whisker needle was not something he could bear, and he casually sacrificed the Quartet Dragon Ding to block the black whisker needle.

Airplanes!

The black whisker needle pierced the Sifang Dragon Ding, leaving a small hole in the Sifang Dragon Ding, and stabbed Bai Yan.

Bai Yan spread out the sword domain and injected corpse power into the sword domain, and the original one-layer sword domain had become a hundred or a thousand layers.

Can the hundred-thousand-layer sword domain stop the black whisker needle?

Bang!

The black whisker needle broke through the sword domain of hundreds of thousands of layers with one needle, like a sharp arrow piercing into the cotton wool, like a broken bamboo.

Burst!

A flash of blood!

Blood splattered!

Bai Yan's chest was pierced by a black needle, and the wound was bloody.

"Lingbao's blow is so terrifying!" Bai Yan felt the taste of Lingbao's piercing body, his own superb Ding Sifang Dragon Ding, the sword domain was unexpectedly vulnerable in front of Lingbao, if it weren't for Xuan'an being in a state of madness, he didn't consciously control the Wushu Needle to attack him, otherwise he would have died under the Wushu Needle.

Escape!

This was Bai Yan's only thought.

Bai Yanshi performed a meditation step, swept out of the Xuansoul Palace, retreated directly to the teleportation array, activated the teleportation array, and was teleported out of the cemetery of the Holy Xuance.

As soon as he appeared in the Xuan family, Bai Yan immediately said loudly: "Xuan An has gone crazy, how far away he can run when he sees his Xuan family disciples!"

"Which kid is talking nonsense here?"

"Dare to slander my ancestor of the Xuan family, you are impatient. ”

One by one, the Xuan family monk imperial weapons flew into the air, looking at Bai Yan angrily.

The monk of the Xuan family who recognized Bai Yan frowned deeply and looked at Bai Yan worriedly.

Bai Yan smiled bitterly, thinking that he was kind enough to remind you, after all, the Xuan family devoted all the strength of the whole clan to collect the rare materials for building the spirit sword for themselves, but whether to listen or not is a matter for the children of your Xuan family.

Rumble!

The Xuan family's miscellaneous affairs pavilion collapsed!

Xuan An, the ancestor of the Xuan family, flew out of the Miscellaneous Pavilion, and his mind controlled the Lingbao Wushu Needle to kill.

Airplanes!

One of the middle stage disciples of the Xuan family's soul was pierced by a needle, and he didn't have time to call, staring at Xuan An, the ancestor of the Xuan family, with desperate eyes, and he didn't blink an eye.

Airplanes!

An elderly servant of the Xuan family was pierced by a needle, and he looked at Xuan An, who he had served since childhood, with a wry smile.

Airplanes!

A female relative of the Xuan family was pierced by a needle, she squeezed out a smile before she died, she died at the hands of Xuan An, whom she admired, and there was a trace of relief.

Up and down the Xuan family, whether it is an old man or a child, whether it is a man or a woman, none of them can survive if they are pierced by black needles.

On this day, Xuan An, the ancestor of the Xuan family, went crazy inexplicably, and went on a killing spree in the Xuan family, killing 1,850 children of the Xuan family.