These old guys from the Xuan Clan have always wanted to cause trouble for the Gangtian Clan Ancestor, but unfortunately they have never had the chance. +◆,

This time, the old barefoot ghost comes to provoke him alone. This opportunity is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Even if he is killed, the Xuan clan will have a legitimate excuse.

Although this excuse may be exaggerated or even made up, there is nothing you can do about it. This place is the territory of the Xuan Clan. Only the experts of the Xuan Clan know what the elders of the Xuan Clan have done.

It's up to them to decide whether it's black or white.

The barefoot old ghost watched the Eighth Elder and the Ninth Elder's two killing moves coming at them quickly. He smiled bitterly and slowly closed his eyes.

"Old ghost, you and I haven't decided yet, how can we die so easily, you are so stupid!"

A roar rolled in from the sky.

Immediately afterwards, a fan that was as big as a thousand feet rose up into the sky, and then fanned violently.

"call……"

The strong wind, like the roar of an angry dragon, rushed towards the giant killing palms of the Eighth Elder and the Ninth Elder.

The two giant palms were like catkins caught in a strong wind, instantly rolled back and dissipated.

A plump old man with his bare chest rushed to the side of the barefoot old ghost like a spark. He grabbed the barefoot old ghost with his left hand, then made a seal with his right hand, moved the giant fan, and slapped the second old man again, and then the fan turned into three.

It was as big as an inch and fell into the hands of a fat old man.

The fat old man and the barefoot old ghost turned into a stream of light and rushed towards the sky.

**The two elders were forced back thousands of feet by the fan, and then they stabilized their bodies.

The Ninth Elder's eyes turned cold, and he gritted his teeth and said: "The old Taoist with such a strong cultivation can actually save people under the noses of you and me."

The Eighth Elder twisted his beard and said: "No, it's not that the bare-chested old Taoist is strong in cultivation. It's that his fan is extremely powerful. Both of you and I were focused on the barefoot old ghost, and he was caught off guard.

Just now, we missed. Otherwise, even if the two of them join forces, they can't do anything to you and me, brothers."

The Ninth Elder hummed: "After this battle, our clan has deep grudges with the Gangtian Clan. I'm afraid they won't give up revenge."

The Eighth Elder narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice: "I'm just afraid that they won't come to seek revenge. Otherwise, our clan really won't find a reason to attack the Gangtian Sect."

The Ninth Elder frowned and said: "The old barefoot ghost said before that there is a soul-locking formation in the Huanggui Slope, as well as Xuanye. Could it be that..."

The eighth elder shook his head and said: "You and I will not interfere in this matter for now, someone will make his own decision. Go and wait for Gangtianmen to come to seek revenge. Our clan has kept a low profile for thousands of years, which has led to the influence of some cats and dogs.

They all dare to be kings and hegemons. It’s time to show some edge.”

…

The bare-chested old Taoist carried the old barefoot ghost who was covered in blood. He noticed that the old ghost's vitality was passing away, and immediately injected energy one after another into the old ghost's body.

"Old ghost, you were so smart before, why are you so confused today? The Xuan clan is 600,000 miles away from our sect, and you have to go all the way there. It's already a huge expense. In addition, you were on Huanggui Slope before.

Inside, you used two great tricks in a row. Even a god can't withstand your consumption!"

"Hey, it's really a leaky house and it rains all night. Now Yanlan is under siege, and you are also seriously injured. We still count on you to support the facade of our broken mountain. Otherwise, there are two small Taoist temples, and only I, an old guy, live there.

How boring!"

"You have to hold on, your little disciples are still waiting for you to go back. And Yan Lan is still waiting for us to find a way to rescue you. You can't just close your eyes and let go..."

The bare-chested old man chattered all the way, which made the bare-footed old ghost laugh.

But when he smiled, the wound was touched and he coughed violently again.

"Old Taoist, old Taoist, what are you talking about alone? I'm very lucky, old ghost, and I won't die easily, cough... cough..."

The barefoot old ghost spat out a mouthful of blood again, and his vitality immediately disappeared.

The bare-chested old Taoist frowned, patted the barefoot old ghost several times, stuffed a pill into his mouth, and said: "Old ghost, stop talking. Let's talk slowly inside the door if you have anything to say."

After saying this, the bare-chested old man gritted his teeth and sped up a few minutes.

…

Desolate ghost slope, inside the soul-locking formation.

At this time, Yan Lan did not know that earth-shaking changes were taking place in the outside world, nor did he know that his master, the old barefoot ghost, was seriously injured by two elders of the Xuan clan and almost died.

Yan Lan gritted her teeth and slowly walked towards Xuanye.

At this time, his soul was undergoing tremendous force, and his spiritual consciousness could only spread a hundred feet.

Every step taken is extremely difficult.

However, Yan Lan's eyes were extremely determined, and the soul-devouring vortex under the soul was faintly swallowing the gray energy around him.

A wisp of the power of the immortal fetus is slowly integrating into Yan Lan's limbs and bones.

After walking for about a few sticks of incense, Yan Lan couldn't find any trace of Xuan Ye. He looked up to the sky and roared: "Xuan Ye, come out here and let's fight to the death. You despicable guy can't beat me, so he can only use this blow."

I will never let you go with these shabby methods."

Yan Lan's roar was extremely loud, carrying violent spiritual power and spreading violently in all directions.

Xuanye jumped down from the dead tree, his eyes flashed, and he smiled evilly: "I kindly let you live a little longer, but you don't know what is good. Since you are eager to die, then I will help you."

Xuan Ye raised the corner of his mouth, and his body turned into a bolt of lightning, instantly arriving in front of Yan Lan.

Xuanye is like the God of Creation in this soul-locking formation, and any life in the formation is like an ant.

However, the arrogant Xuan Ye did not notice the ferocious and evil look in Yan Lan's eyes when he roared violently.

"Little Yanlan, how does it feel to be in the formation? Hahaha..."

Xuanye first asked Yan Lan proudly, and then laughed wildly.

When Yan Lan saw this, her expression remained unchanged, she moved her palm and took out a small black ball.

This ball was a meeting gift given to him by the barefoot old ghost when he first entered Gangtianmen.

In fact, it is the black mud under the feet of the barefoot old ghost. However, in the words of the barefoot old ghost, this is not ordinary mud, but Dao mud.

"Xuan Ye, I'll give you an appetizer first!"

Yan Lan flicked his finger, and the clay ball shot into Xuan Ye's mouth like lightning.

Xuanye was opening his mouth to laugh, when suddenly he felt a faint light bounce into his mouth, and then the clay ball exploded with a "boom" and turned into countless smelly little snakes. From Xuanye's mouth, crazy

Get into the meridians all over his body.

"Ah...what is this?"

Xuanye grabbed his mouth with both hands and pulled his tongue wildly, trying to pull out the thing in his mouth.

At this moment, Xuanye felt a strong pain and itching in his mouth.

Then this feeling spread from the mouth to the whole body.

He could still endure the pain, but the itching feeling that penetrated deep into his soul was like scratching his heart and lungs, and he couldn't get rid of it.

The combination of pain and itching made Xuan Ye feel like dying.

Yan Lan frowned and said in surprise: "I didn't expect that the clay pills given to me by Master Gui were really powerful. I thought back then, I didn't take the amulet that Senior Sister Tongxi gave me seriously. I didn't expect that at the critical moment,

But you can save me once. I am so blind!"

Yan Lan looked at Xuanye's expression of agony, with murderous intent surging in his eyes. The majestic thunder soul power was no longer hidden, but was vented crazily. It condensed into a ball and blasted towards Xuanye's soul wave after wave.

go.

"The one who died is you!"

Yan Lan jumped up, her mind moved, and the thunder sword suddenly came out.

The majestic thunder, the violent thunder, and even the powerful pressure of the chain soul confinement formation were forced to open.

Yan Lan was about to seize this opportunity and kill Xuan Ye in one fell swoop.
Chapter completed!