The Fourth Patriarch's gaze was like a torch, and he scanned the ancient Yanlan Lei Punishment Book for a long time, but he could not detect any fluctuations in the sword's aura.

"Strange, Yan Lan's sword has changed its shape. The sword body is larger than before, and the veins are more primitive and mysterious. Could it be that he got another opportunity in this desolate ghost slope?"

The Fourth Patriarch was silent, but he was secretly calculating in his heart.

After a moment, the Fourth Ancestor nodded and said: "Yan Lan, you are in the formation, you should be fine!"

Yan Lan noticed the subtle strangeness of the Fourth Patriarch and cupped his hands and said: "Although there was some danger, fortunately, I was lucky enough to be able to save a life."

The Fourth Patriarch frowned and said, "Is that guy Xuan Ye dead or alive?"

Yan Lan's expression did not change and said: "Xuan Ye is not dead, and there is not much chance of survival. This is a trivial matter. The Fourth Patriarch does not need to worry."

The Fourth Patriarch narrowed his eyes and said: "Yan Lan, this matter is not a trivial matter. It concerns both our sect and the Xuan Clan. You cannot handle it alone. That's all. You should have your own opinion on this matter.

I don’t want to care too much.”

After a short pause, the Fourth Patriarch focused his eyes and said: "Yan Lan, I have something I want to discuss with you."

Looking at the strange look in the Fourth Patriarch's eyes, Yan Lan tensed up and subconsciously became cautious, saying solemnly: "If there is something wrong with the Fourth Patriarch, it's okay to just say it."

The Fourth Patriarch looked at the sword behind Yan Lan and said, "Yan Lan, can you lend me the sword behind you?"

Yan Lan's heart sank. Before he came to Huanggui Slope, he had already noticed something strange about the fourth ancestor. Unexpectedly, the fourth ancestor had the idea of ​​thunder sword.

The thunder sword is vital to his life, how can he lend it to others.

What's more, the thunder sword at this time is no longer the original thunder sword. Even with the ability of the fourth ancestor, I am afraid that he cannot control it.

Rubbing her fingers slightly, Yan Lan frowned and said: "Fourth Ancestor. This sword is the sword of my destiny. I forgive you for not being able to obey my destiny!"

"Um?"

The Fourth Patriarch snorted coldly in his heart, he did not expect that Yan Lan would dare to disobey his order.

Taking a deep breath, the Fourth Ancestor said coldly: "Yan Lan, it's not that I covet your sword, but now that the Xuan clan and our clan are in the same situation, your sword is not an ordinary sword. With your cultivation level, there is no way to defeat it."

Use it to its best advantage. If you let me use it, it will be able to exert its full power. Only in this way can we ensure the peace of our Gangtianmen."

"If the Xuan Clan invades our Gangtian Clan, your life will also be in danger and your future will be uncertain. With your sword, I will be even more powerful. Not only can I protect our Gangtian Clan, but I can also find an old monster from the Xuan Clan for you to discuss. After all,

, the Xuan Clan is treating you like this this time. Not only is it an insult to you, but it also shows that we, the Gangtian Clan, do not take us seriously."

When Yan Lan heard this, he smiled coldly in his heart. At first glance, the words of the Fourth Patriarch sounded reasonable and upright.

However, Yan Lan was no longer ignorant of Xiao'er and the Fourth Patriarch's thoughts. How could he not understand?

However, Yan Lan's strength is no match for the Fourth Ancestor.

If we rely on the power of one breath from the ancient thunder punishment ultimatum, we may be able to defeat the Fourth Ancestor, and even take his life. It is possible.

Just by doing this, Yan Lan will definitely commit the grave crime of killing his ancestors and humiliating his family. Not only will he be expelled from his school, but he will also be hunted down by his school and run away to the end of the world.

Yan Lan has great feelings for both Tiangangmen and Gangtianmen.

In Tiangang Sect, the care and help given to him by Qingxuan, Qingyu, Qinghong and others, the life and death and friendship between senior brothers and sisters such as Shi Xu, Beifeng, Tongzhi, Xichen and Moli;

In the Gangtian Gate, the barefoot old ghost showed his protection and concern, and even the topless old man once spoke for him;

No matter what, Yan Lan must not commit such a heinous act as killing his ancestors in private.

Yan Lan slightly clenched his fists and said: "Fourth Patriarch, you should know that weapons and magic weapons are the second life of a monk. If you take my sword, what is the difference between taking my life?"

"Yanlan..."

The Fourth Patriarch called Yan Lan's name coldly, his voice was heavy, and there was a long final sound.

"Yan Lan, I am borrowing your sword, not robbing you. If I were robbing you, I could take action now, so why bother talking to you? Besides, with my strength, you may not be able to fight back.

I'll give you thirty breaths to think about it carefully. If our sect is destroyed, it will be of no benefit to you or me. The Xuan Clan can't help but attack our sect."

A sharp light surged in the pupils of the Fourth Ancestor. If it weren't for the fact that Yan Lan was a disciple of the Barefoot Old Ghost, and had extraordinary talent, and was highly regarded by several other Ancestors, he would have already taken action, so why bother to waste so much words.

Yan Lan gritted his teeth. He had not expected that there were such greedy and cunning people in Gangtian Sect.

Thirty breaths is neither long nor short. In Yan Lan's heart, it seemed as if it had lasted three days.

The fourth ancestor, no matter how you say it, is the ancestor of the Gangtian Clan. Yan Lan cannot add another powerful enemy to himself for no reason.

Twenty breaths later, Yan Lan noticed that the eyes of the Fourth Patriarch were flashing with a strong and fierce light, and sighed slightly, saying: "Fourth Patriarch, the sword of the disciple is indeed no small thing. Even with the ability of the disciple, I cannot control it at will. The Fourth Patriarch

Even though he is said to have reached the heavens in cultivation, my disciple said that even with the ability of the Fourth Patriarch, it is difficult for him to control this sword."

When the Fourth Patriarch heard this, his heart was trembling. Yan Lan's expression when he spoke did not look like he was lying. How high-grade the sword was that Yan Lan dared to say such a thing.

His eyes flickered for a few times, and the Fourth Patriarch said: "How can there be such a strange sword in the world? In this case, I have to observe it. Yan Lan, as the Fourth Patriarch of the Gangtian Clan, I will not take your sword and flee to the ends of the earth.

.So, you show me the sword for a look. If it is true as you said, I will return the sword to you and keep it a secret for you."

Yan Lan secretly sighed, knowing that if the Fourth Patriarch's request was not met today, the Fourth Patriarch would not give up.

Immediately, Yan Lan took off the Ancient Thunder Punishment Sword, stroked the scabbard, presented it to the Fourth Ancestor with both hands, and said: "Fourth Ancestor, if you draw the sword, you must pull it out slowly, otherwise, the consequences will be unpredictable."

The Fourth Patriarch stared closely at the ancient ultimatum of thunder punishment, and with a move of his fingers, the ancient ultimatum was caught in his hand.

"Ancient thunder punishment ultimatum?"

The Fourth Patriarch turned over the sword and saw four ancient seal characters on the scabbard.

"It's such an ancient name. If it's not true as Yan Lan said, this sword has unpredictable magical powers? Could it be that this sword is an ancient relic?"

The Fourth Ancestor's mind was shaken violently.

Ancient relic, just four words, but it reveals a great momentum.

After observing for a moment, the Fourth Patriarch held the sword body with his left hand and pressed it with his right hand. The upper end of the scabbard opened, revealing the hilt of the sword. At the same time, traces of lightning came out, releasing domineering waves.

"It's really a good sword. Even the shape of the scabbard is very simple..."

The Fourth Patriarch suppressed the excitement in his heart, grasped the hilt of the sword, took a deep breath, activated his spiritual power, and tried to slowly pull out the ancient ultimatum.

"boom……"

As soon as a gap was revealed in the ancient sword sword, a monstrous burst of lightning surged out.

The Fourth Patriarch felt as if five thunders were striking his head, and his soul was trembling violently.

A majestic killing intent instantly invaded the palm of the fourth ancestor, traveling along the meridians and throughout the body.

The Fourth Patriarch looked crazy, gritted his teeth, and pulled out half of his finger.

"Bang..."

The Fourth Ancestor's body suddenly exploded, like a fallen leaf blown away, and the ancient ultimatum came out of his hand.

Yan Lan drew the palm of his hand and took out the ancient stipulation. With a slap of his right palm, he completely sealed the ancient stipulation into the sheath, and then closed the separate mechanism at the hilt of the sword.

The fierce power of the ancient ultimatum has just dissipated.

At this moment, the Fourth Patriarch's hair was disheveled, and his eyes revealed a look of horror.

"Yan Lan... who is Yan Lan? He is... he is an alien, a demon and alien..."

The Fourth Ancestor showed a look of madness, and then he flashed and galloped out of the gap in the soul-locking formation.

Yan Lan stood there, frowning as she thought about the last few crazy words of the Fourth Patriarch.

Not long after, two old men came rushing towards them from the direction of the Xuan clan, with gloomy expressions on their faces.
Chapter completed!