"space bound?"

Yan Lan frowned. It is recorded in the Holy Secret of Pregnant Spirit that a monk with a high level of cultivation has the magical power to control space.

"No, with his level of cultivation, it is impossible for him to have the magical power to control space. This must be an illusion."

Yan Lan narrowed her eyes slightly, and saw that the two big black palms of the dark leader were less than a hundred feet away from him. The violent murderous aura made every inch of his skin feel cold.

This battle was to establish the Tiangang Sect's prestige, so Yan Lan could never avoid it, let alone escape.

The only way to resist is to fight hard and to kill!

However, except for the movement of his mind, he couldn't even move a finger in his whole body.

Yan Lan has experienced more than ten battles, large and small, and has never seen a strong man of the same level who can make him so immobile.

"Destroy it, you little beast! Soul-eating finger!"

Yan Lan gritted her teeth and saw the dark leader changing his palms, stretching out two fingers and striking towards him up and down.

One finger pointed at his head and the other pointed at his Dantian.

Suddenly, I had a splitting headache and my soul was shaking. My Yuan Ying was trembling and my spiritual power was disordered.

In Tiangang Square, Hong Huan and others looked solemn. The mysterious transparent dark space was extremely strange at first glance. Looking at Yan Lan's expression, it was clear that he was imprisoned and unable to move.

"No, Yan Lan is in trouble."

Qinghong immediately flew up, intending to fly towards the direction of Yanlan.

Ziyi suddenly jumped up, stopped Qinghong, and said: "Uncle Master, Brother Yanlan will be fine. Even if I have to go, I will go."

After saying that, Ziyi turned into a purple light and shot straight towards Yanlan.

The cultivation level of Yi Yanying in the transformation stage is really powerful. The distance of a hundred miles is reached in a blink of an eye. However, Ziyi is not in a hurry to take action, but watches from a distance. She knows Yan Lan's thoughts and wants to establish prestige for the Tiangang Sect.

She also believes in Yan Lan's strength and will never lose easily.

"elder brother!"

Ziyi groaned softly, but her eyes were extremely sharp. As long as the dark leader dared to hurt Yan Lan, she would kill him at all costs.

The other monks watching the battle all had serious brows. The cage-like transparent dark space revealed a strange power, making all of them feel suffocated and depressed like never before.

"Xuanzong's most powerful trick is really powerful and unstoppable!"

Yan Lan raised her eyes with sharp eyes and shouted: "It's not that easy to restrain me!"

"Yin Yang Flag!"

Yan Lan's mind moved, and the Yin-Yang Flag burst out with a strange force, pulling him out of the transparent and dark space.

"As expected!"

Yan Lan's figure immediately jumped hundreds of feet into the sky and stood with her hands behind her back.

Just now, Yan Lan instantly saw that the dark leader had arranged a strange space restriction, rather than the magical power to control the rules of space. He had obtained the Yin Yang Flag from Thousand-Handed Thief Monkey He Buran, claiming that he could break any restrictions and formations.

The method is infinitely mysterious. Now I try it, and it really works.

Just when the dark leader's soul-eating finger was about to touch Yan Lan, who was wrapped in nine swords, Yan Lan disappeared inexplicably out of thin air.

"What...what's going on?"

The dark leader was a little confused. The space restriction he arranged absorbed the power of heaven and earth and merged with the death energy of all spirits. Even a strong man who had transformed from a baby to another could not break free easily. Why did Yan Lan blink?

In an instant, disappear from it?

Yan Lan looked down at the dark leader who was in a daze, his eyes flashed coldly, and he immediately activated the nine motionless sword pillars below.

The nine sword pillars moved as fast as sparks, taking advantage of the dark leader's sudden realization to surround him.

In a decisive battle between the strong, the moves are made only between lightning and flint, and there is no room for distraction.

By the time the dark leader noticed something strange, he was already tightly trapped in a cylindrical cage formed by eight sword pillars.

Eight hundred-foot sword pillars form a sword prison with a diameter of one hundred feet, which is powerful and has extremely spectacular visual effects.

The ninth sword was hanging vertically above the head of the dark leader, absorbing all the power of the wind and clouds, as well as the thunder and lightning energy scattered in the sky.

Yan Lan hung proudly in the air and said with a cold smile: "Your restraints failed to trap me, then try the restraints of my sword prisoner."

"The sword moves the mountains and seas!"

Yan Lan shouted fiercely, and the eight sword pillars suddenly trembled, and a majestic pressure spread mightily.

Inside the sword prisoner, the dark leader smiled ferociously and said arrogantly: "What can a few sword pillars do to me? Look at me breaking your broken sword."

Then, the figure of the dark leader quickly flashed through the sword prisoner like a ghost.

At the same time, all the monks who were watching saw a horrifying scene: on the earth, the mountains within a thousand miles shook violently, and the lakes surged with rage. As the name of the sword formula said, the mountains and seas shook.

"The residual power of this sword technique can shake the mountains and seas, and the shocking power within the sword prisoner will be so great that it is unimaginable."

"Yes, I'm afraid that if a monk in the Nine-Year Nascent Soul stage is trapped in the sword prison, not to mention his internal organs and six internal organs will be shattered to pieces, even the Nascent Soul will be shattered and exploded."

"The swords that move the mountains and seas when the nine swords come out at once are really powerful enough to shake the heaven and the earth. The small Tiangang Sect actually has such a sword technique. I really underestimated it before."

"..."

The monks who were watching immediately retreated thousands of miles away, because even the mountains within a thousand miles were shaken by the earthquake. Of course, they could not bear the aftershock of the sword moving the mountains and seas.

In Tiangang Square, although Yanlan blocked most of the residual power affecting Tiangang Gate, everyone in Hong Huan still felt an unknown pressure, as if a god from the nine heavens had a power that made people surrender.

Everyone's hearts were filled with an indescribable shock.

Hong Huan was looking at the sky. At this moment, his eyes were shaking slightly due to excitement or the residual power. His expression was a little crazy, and then he grinned and said: "Hahaha... The sword moves the mountains and seas, and the nine swords move."

Come out together, the Ninth Sword, this is the breath of the Ninth Sword, please enjoy it. After today, you may never be able to appreciate the charm of the Ninth Sword."

After saying that, Hong Huan jumped up and hung in the air, feeling the fluctuations in the sky and the earth.

The rest of the Tiangang Sect people also stood up in the air, looking at the direction of Yan Lan from a distance, their eyes filled with enthusiasm.

Qingye's expression moved slightly, and various colors flickered in his eyes, as if he had some understanding.

…

The spiritual power in Yan Lan's body was running wildly. This unique move of moving mountains and seas with swords required the support of huge spiritual power. Fortunately, his Nascent Soul was different from ordinary people, and it was enough to support the movement of swords moving mountains and seas for as long as one stick of incense.

Inside the Sword Prisoner, the Dark Leader felt the violent power of the power and crazily activated the Xuanyou Death Qi, violently bombarding the surroundings of the Sword Prisoner.

However, a powerful wall of energy condensed between the sword pillars, and no matter how the Dark Leader bombarded it, it remained motionless.

After a few breaths, the originally arrogant face of the dark leader gradually became solemn. A large amount of mysterious death energy dissipated from his body, and his nine-foot-long body began to slowly disintegrate, as if it was about to collapse.

Yan Lan smiled coldly and said: "How does it taste? How about adding some more ingredients!"

ps:
Chapter completed!