Yan Lan stood in front of the ancestral tower, his eyes were ferocious, and he said coldly: "This tower of the Xuan clan is indeed extraordinary. It can actually withstand the two waves of my Yuyun Soul Tribulation without being broken at all."

The hatred of the vast sky filled Yan Lan's heart, like a wild dragon emerging from the abyss and climbing up into the sky.

Yan Lan raised his head, looked at Lei Lian hanging upside down in the sky, and murmured: "With my current ability, Yuyun Soul Tribulation can still launch the last wave of bombardment. Even if the tower cannot be broken, those old immortals in the tower

Inside, if you use cultivation to protect the tower, you will definitely withstand the huge force of the shock. Even if you don't die, you will be seriously injured."

The third wave of bombardment is gathering momentum in the sky, like a giant palm of a god, covering the sky and covering the earth.

At this moment, in the ancestral tower, the second elder stood up with a cold and arrogant expression. As one of the ten cultivators on the battle list, he has a cultivation level that surpasses that of ordinary elders. Naturally, he also has the aloofness that surpasses other elders.

The second elder said slowly: "Great elder, I would like to bring peace to our clan and test this man's trump card with my own body."

The Great Elder frowned slightly, pondered for a moment, shook his head and said: "No, this guy hasn't used his final trump card yet, and even I can't see through his methods. It's not worthwhile to take action rashly, if it's damaged. Our clan has already lost.

Several elders, if we continue like this, even if our clan's strength is not compromised, our majesty will be desecrated. We must endure it a little longer."

The second elder sighed and said to the third and fourth elders who were seriously injured: "You should quickly go to practice and protect the ancestral tower, and leave it to me and the great elder."

After saying that, the second elder and the first elder looked up at the sky and raised their hands at the same time. An unprecedentedly huge formation condensed instantly. It rushed out of the ancestral tower and slowly rotated a hundred feet above the ancestral tower.

On top of the formation, there are mysterious lines and talismans. They travel along strange trajectories, releasing powerful power.

A hundred miles away, Lu Jin frowned, took a deep breath and said: "The Ten Thousand Sealing Formation, the supreme formation of the Xuan Clan, uses the formation to form seals. It requires extremely powerful practitioners to work together to perform it. Phew...

Could it be that within the Xuan Clan Ancestral Tower, there are several elders who are joining forces to fight against Yan Lan! This... this is impossible. With the cultivation level of the Xuan Clan elders, anyone who leaves the tower can kill Yan Lan."

Lu Jian looked suspicious, and immediately said in shock: "Could it be...could it be that there was something on Yan Lan that made the elders of the Xuan clan feel afraid and did not dare to leave the tower, so they could only join forces to fight inside the tower. To find out Yan Lan's real trump card

.”

At this moment, Lu Jian's mind was turned upside down. Just a moment later, the shock that Yanlan brought to him was like the waves of the sea, one after another, each wave was more powerful than the previous one, severely impacting his mind.

Subverting his knowledge.

Ziyi tensed up and clasped her hands in front of her chest. Her palms were already wet with sweat. She stared straight at Yan Lan, fearing that he would be in any danger.

Wu Se stood up straight, the night wind blew his broad sleeves and brushed his eyebrows. His eyes were calm and deep. Even if he was surprised occasionally, he could quickly regain his composure, as if everything in front of him was gone.

However, in the presence of the power of heaven and earth, he could not move like a mountain.

Yan Lan stared at the Xuan Clan's Ten Thousand Sealing Formation Seal, then looked straight into the sky, and shouted faintly: "Yun Yun Soul Tribulation, gather your last strength and show off your heavenly power to mortals."

"Buzz..."

The thunder clouds in the sky buzzed violently as if they had heard Yan Lan's command, and the thunder lotus erupted with powerful purple light. In the center of the lotus heart, a thunder pillar that was thicker than the previous two waves spurted out, leaning straight towards the earth.

And down.

"boom……"

The seal of ten thousand seals shattered instantly, erupting with a powerful impact energy that swept thousands of miles away.

Then there was a huge roar, and the thunder pillar hit the ancestral tower. However, the power was cut by 40% by the Wanfeng Formation Seal. This blow still failed to break the ancestral tower.

Even so, within the ancestral tower, the First Elder and the Second Elder still shook their bodies, their expressions showing shock.

The third elder, who was sitting cross-legged on the ground, opened his eyes, looked up at the sky, and then laughed: "Haha, the little beast Yanlan is indeed at the end of his crossbow. The clouds and thunder in the sky have dispersed. I'm afraid his soul power and cultivation level are also gone."

After all, I don’t believe that he can do anything else. Humph, you little bastard, I’m going to go out and cut him into pieces.”

The third elder stood up suddenly, roared angrily, and rushed out of the ancestral tower.

Yan Lan's eyes suddenly focused as she looked at the three elders who were leaving the tower. She raised her right hand unhurriedly and grabbed the ancient Thunder Punishment Order behind her.

In the ancestral tower, the first elder and the second elder stared slightly. They were also curious about what other methods Yan Lan had. Previously, they had been in seclusion and had no idea about Yan Lan's situation.

The Xuan Clan is used to being powerful, so they, the superior elders, can naturally be arrogant and practice with peace of mind.

The third elder smiled coldly and shouted: "Yan Lan, let me see what else you can do!"

After saying that, the third elder formed a seal with his hands, and a violent magical power instantly enveloped Yanlan.

The cultivation level of the Eighth Infant Transformation Stage exploded, and this coercion was enough to suppress the monks in the Fourth Evolution Infant Transformation Stage, unable to move.

Yan Lan was hesitant. If he really sacrificed the ancient thunder punishment ultimatum, he might be able to kill the third elder, but then, he would have nothing to rely on, and it would be even more hopeless to rescue the barefoot old ghost.

Tonight, Yan Lan must rescue the barefoot old ghost no matter what. Otherwise, the Xuan clan will use all kinds of cruel methods to torture the barefoot old ghost.

Ziyi's eyes narrowed, she noticed Yan Lan's hesitation, and immediately shouted: "Don't hurt my brother."

In an instant, Ziyi transformed into a demon and turned into a mysterious black color. The black phoenix mark between her eyebrows flashed and turned into a black lightning, rushing in front of Yan Lan.

The third elder had originally made his move leisurely. He felt that Yan Lan was already a thing in the pool and could be kneaded by him. Unexpectedly, his vision went dark and the aura of an ancient ferocious beast enveloped him instantly.

"What...what is this?"

The third elder's expression changed drastically. His eyes reflected the black phoenix's pupils like a dark abyss. Suffocation and fear became his most intense feelings.

"boom……"

The three elders flew away upside down, while Black Phoenix's black energy boiled, and it also retreated thousands of feet, revealing Ziyi's true body.

Yan Lan looked at Ziyi with a violent aura, and was slightly surprised: "Ziyi's cultivation has actually reached the early stage of the Seven-Evolution Infant Transformation. She has been practicing in the time flow array for three years and in real time and space for half a year.

In three and a half years, her cultivation has increased so fast, even far above mine. This girl is really weird."

Yan Lan breathed out: "Fortunately, the third elder was injured, otherwise Yi'er would have been traumatized even if she had the black phoenix to protect her."

Immediately, Yan Lan's mind moved, and she grabbed the five fingers of her right hand tightly, holding the ancient thunder punishment stipulation tightly.

"I want to split this tower. Only in this way can I rescue the old ghost master. I hope that the edge of the ancient ultimatum can break through the Xuan clan's high tower."

Just when Yan Lan was about to pull out the ancient thunder punishment stipulation, a shout suddenly came from the ancestral tower: "Yan Lan, stop it, barefoot old ghost, I will return it to you, get out of here!"

Yan Lan was suddenly startled. This voice was extremely unfamiliar, but it contained extremely strong fluctuations in cultivation and a strong aura of vicissitudes of life. (To be continued...)
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