"Buzz!"

The ancient bowl of Shuang Yan made a soft sound, and its brilliance shone brightly. After a moment, it returned to calm.

Yan Lan turned her head and looked around. In the ancient bowl, a wisp of fire was floating quietly, without the violence and scorching heat before.

"call!"

Yan Lan exhaled heavily and her body swayed slightly, but she did not fall down.

Wu Se stood up slowly, looking extremely haggard, as if most of his energy had been drained, and even his breath was chaotic.

"Yan Lan, Ruan Yan lost control of the Hell Fire, and also lost control of the Hell Lantern. Fighting with him will be the same as in the outside world. Everything depends on the level of cultivation.

"

Hearing this, Yan Lan nodded, and then heard Wu Se continue: "I have no more fighting power, what about you?"

Yan Lan shook her head with a wry smile and said, "My soul has been severely damaged. I'm afraid I won't even be able to hold the sword tightly."

Wu Se also smiled helplessly and said: "This Ruan Yan at least has the cultivation level of the second-generation infant. Even if he loses control of the hell lantern, he still has extremely powerful strength. If you want to kill him, you will definitely not be able to do it."

So easy."

Yan Lan turned her head and looked at Ruan Yan struggling in the majestic golden Buddha power. At this moment, the golden Buddha power was swallowing up Ruan Yan's remaining hell fire. Ruan Yan and the hell fire had already merged into one, so they were swallowing up the ghost fire.

Ruan Yan would also feel extremely painful during the Hell Fire process. It was so painful that Ruan Yan thought he would die from it.

However, Yan Lan and Wu Se knew that this would not be able to help Ruan Yan.

Yan Lan raised her palm, stared at the faintly flickering spiritual seal on her palm, and said with a smile: "Brother Wu Se, let's just sit back and watch the show!"

Yan Lan's mind moved, the spiritual seal in her palm lit up, and after a blink of an eye, a bald old man suddenly appeared.

The bald old man was the second-generation infant-transformation powerhouse that Yan Lan found from the Meng Ax Gang and spent a lot of effort to successfully tame him.

Yan Lan turned his palm, and the thunder sword appeared. He threw it casually and threw it to the bald old man.

"Let's go to the side and enjoy it."

Yan Lan patted Wu Se on the shoulder, and then the two of them dragged their tired bodies towards the area shrouded in golden light.

Everyone in Xichen looked at the bald old man, and then all their eyes were fixed on Yan Lan and Wu Se.

Yan Lan and Wu Se passed through the golden defense and came to the crowd.

"Ugh!"

At this moment, Yan Lan was almost covered in blood. When she got here, she finally couldn't hold on any longer and fell down.

"Junior Brother Yan!"

There was a sound of concern, and a woman in white clothes fell to Yan Lan's side like a white lightning, and used her slender arms to hug Yan Lan in time. "Junior Brother Yan!"

"Brother Yan!"

Xi Chen, Mo Li, Shi Xu, and Bei Feng also came over immediately to check on Yan Lan's condition.

Yan Lan felt a dizziness in his soul, and then he felt like he was being held in a warm and soft embrace, and then a warm and pure spiritual power poured into his limbs and bones, and even his soul received a trace of nourishment.

Yan Lan groaned softly and slowly opened his eyes, realizing that the person holding him was none other than Tong Li.

He saw Tongzhi's white palms pressing against his chest, and the strong spiritual power was transmitted into his body along the palms of his hands.

Others, on the other hand, looked concerned and smiled happily when they noticed that he had woken up.

Although he was nourished by spiritual power, Yan Lan's soul was severely injured this time and could not be cured by ordinary spiritual power, and his limbs were still limp and weak.

Therefore, he could only lean quietly in Tongzhi's arms.

He was very tired and really wanted to rest for a while, no matter where he leaned.

"Senior Sister Tongli, thank you!"

Yan Lan smiled slightly and said gratefully.

Tongli saw Yanlan staring at her and smiling at her. She felt her cheeks were getting hot and her heart was beating loudly. She immediately suppressed the abnormality with all her strength, for fear that others would see it.

For the first time, she and Yan Lan were so close.

For the first time, Yan Lan spoke to her so attentively and smiled at her.

For the first time, she took the initiative to hug someone of the opposite sex. In fact, it was also the first time she had physical contact with the opposite sex since she grew up.

Tongzhi also stared into Yan Lan's eyes, pursed her lips and smiled softly, and said in her calmest voice: "Junior brother Yan, don't talk, take a good rest first."

At this moment, Tongli almost couldn't help but reach out and touch Yanlan's blood-stained face.

Xichen and Mo Li stared closely at Tong Xun's tender look, then they looked at each other and smiled knowingly.

Xichen whispered into Mo Li's ear: "Junior brother Yan is so lucky. The most beautiful woman in our sect is enamored of him."

Mo Li covered his mouth with a smile and cradled Xichen with his elbow.

"Amitabha, poof..."

Next to him, Wu Se had just finished proclaiming the Buddha's name, but he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood. His blood was bright red with a hint of golden light.

Qing Jian Wuchang dodged, held Wu Se, and sent streams of spiritual power into Wu Se's body.

Wu Se smiled slightly and said: "Senior Qingjian, the young monk is fine. He is just a little weak and his soul is a little exhausted. Fortunately, Yan Lan has borne most of the pressure for me. His current injury must be much more serious than mine."

Qing Jian Wuchang looked at the limp Yan Lan and Wu Se, and couldn't help but feel a sense of admiration in his heart. Because, with his original ability, self-protection was not a problem in this Nether Fire Space, but he wanted to rob the Nether Fire.

Fire is something I dare not think about.

He is not the egg Ruan Yan, but the underworld fire who is afraid of this burnt sacred object.

Yan Lan and Wu Se teamed up to rob fire in the Nether Fire Space. If word of this got out, it would definitely be a sensation in the world of cultivation.

For these two young geniuses, their future is bound to be limitless.

Afterwards, Qing Jian Wuchang smiled and said: "Wuse, don't worry, you and Yan Lan will be fine. Let's have a good rest first."

Immediately, Qing Jian Wuchang raised his head and stared at the bald old man. He naturally knew that this man was a person tamed by Yan Lan, and his cultivation had reached the second-generation infant transformation stage.

A hundred feet in front of everyone, Ruan Yan was still struggling crazily in the golden Buddha's power, and his screams of pain and despair could be heard endlessly.

"Yan Lan, I won't let you go, I won't let you go, ah..."

Yan Lan turned his head and smiled disdainfully. Although he destroyed the Ruan family, he did not owe the Ruan family the slightest bit.

In the beginning, it was the Ruan family who took the initiative to provoke Ziyi, and outside the Ziyi Forest, the Ruan family instigated the monks to besiege him and reap the benefits.

The Ruan family even mobilized hundreds of monks to stab Tiangang Gate severely while it was in danger.

Even in the palace, after the Ruan family's conspiracy was exposed, it was the Ruan family who took the initiative to kill him.

All kinds of persecution, if Yan Lan hadn't had some tricks and luck, he would have died several times.

You can still live if you do evil by God, but you can't live if you do evil on your own.

Yan Lan gritted her teeth, her mind moved, and she gave the bald old man a killing order.

Although the bald old man has lost his intelligence, his cultivation is still there, and with the assistance of the thunder sword, his power has increased sharply.

After one strike of the sword, Ruan Yan's body was knocked out of his sight.

The bald old man didn't wait for Ruan Yan to ramble any more, and then the sword light was like a storm, completely covering Ruan Yan.

After ten breaths, Ruan Yan was completely wiped out.

The bald old man grabbed a storage ring and took it. It was Ruan Yan's storage ring.

Then, the bald old man put away his sword, came to the area near the golden light, and stood still.

"call……"

It was only at this moment that everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
Chapter completed!