Yan Lan clearly sensed that when the inner seal of the old ghost's soul was pulled out, it was like a liger going crazy with its mane standing up, producing thick barbs. Every time it was pulled away, it would have a violent and intensive hook on the soul.

Damn, the pain is so intense.

You can imagine the pain of pulling a barb out of the flesh.

At this time, the barefoot old ghost had thousands of barbs pulled out from his soul.

The soul is where the monk's destiny lies, just like a mortal's heart. Unsealing the formation seal is hundreds of times more painful than a thousand arrows piercing the heart.

Yan Lan integrated all his mind into the old ghost's soul. He devoted all his soul power into the dense seal light, trying his best to smooth out the stubborn barbs, so that the pain of the barefoot old ghost could be alleviated.

Just by doing this, Yan Lan's soul power was consumed rapidly, even faster than when he used the power of thunder soul thousands of miles away.

Yan Lan's eyes were still clear, sweat dripped down his forehead, and his face showed strong cold determination and persistence.

The barefoot old ghost's body was shaking violently, and the heart-rending pain instantly made his whole body wet with sweat. Unable to exert any spiritual power, his ten fingers actually dug deeply into the wooden couch, and then

Hold it tightly and knead the wood in your palm into powder.

Even so, the barefoot old ghost still did not let out a groan of pain. His eyes were fixed on Yan Lan, revealing relief in the pain.

He should be proud of his old ghost. Yan Lan went deep into the Xuan clan alone and rescued all the disciples.

Moreover, within three days, he had mastered the supreme formation of the Xuan Clan, the Ten Thousand Sealing Formation Seals. Only Yan Lan could be so astonishing to the heavens.

This is the disciple of his old ghost. He is a disciple who has traveled millions of miles and will not hesitate to be ridiculed by other old monsters. He can now reach such heights and have such abilities. Even if his old ghost dies

, even in the endless hell, you are proud enough.

The four ancestors stood quietly, holding their breath. If they were not worried that the old ghost would behave strangely, they really couldn't bear to witness this scene in front of them.

The Fifth Patriarch felt bitter in his heart. At first, he suspected that Yan Lan was an evil demon who unjustly killed his ancestors. But after everything happened and everything happened in front of him, I wonder which disciple of the Gangtian Sect could be as unyielding and astonishing as Yan Lan.

The eyes of Tong and the other three people flickered. In such a scene, if any one of them were to take action, they would definitely not be able to be as calm and clear as Yan Lan.

Inside the wooden house, the atmosphere was calm, except for the humming sound produced by Yan Lan's Wan-seal Formation Seal.

Yan Lan didn't bother to wipe away the sweat, and applied another soul power to merge into it.

After a while, one third of the ten thousand seal lights had been extracted.

Yan Lan looked at the seal under her palm, which was like a ball of intertwined cotton wool. It seemed to be alive, struggling crazily and letting out a silent roar.

"This is...this is the formation spirit. The Xuan clan actually placed ten thousand formation seals in Master Yuanshen. They also implanted the formation spirit so that these ten thousand formation seals have their own will. In order to torture the master, the Xuan clan

It’s really a big investment.”

Yan Lan's eyes were ferocious, and the hatred was already overwhelming.

Yan Lan clenched her teeth, her spirit and soul were operating to the extreme. After one stick of incense, two-thirds of the Ten Thousand Formation Seals had been extracted.

That array of spirits roared and struggled even more fiercely, constantly trying to drill towards the old ghost Yuanshen.

The four ancestors almost raised their minds to their throats. With their thousands of years of temperament, they couldn't help but tremble slightly. With the ten thousand seals of the formation spirit, it was absolutely dangerous.

At this time, the barefoot old ghost's body was already able to move. He endured the pain and raised his head slightly, looking at Yan Lan with a smile on his lips.

After a while, 90% of the Ten Thousand Sealing Formation Seal had been removed. At this time, Yan Lan's whole body was soaked, his eyes were red, and white mist was steaming from his body, as if his whole body was burning.

Wu Se stood aside and never made a move, because at this moment, he didn't even have the confidence in his heart. He was afraid that if he took action rashly, it would bring unpredictable consequences. Only when the pain of the barefoot old ghost was unbearable, and he had no choice but to do it, could he

Take action.

At this moment, Yan Lan's body trembled slightly, and he shouted: "Brother and sister, please lend me your power!"

At this time, even if Yan Lan absorbs the power of the immortal fetus and borrows the power of the golden Buddha, it is too late. Because he has no spare power to actively absorb it, he can only let others exert power.

The three of them, Tong and Yu, immediately made a secret and without hesitation, directly injected the power of the soul into Yanlan's soul.

Wu Se's brows condensed. Although he didn't understand the Ten Thousand Sealing Formation Seal, he always felt that this last step must be very laborious and energy-consuming. He immediately pinched the Buddha Seal, and a vast Buddha power was directly poured into Yan Lan's limbs and bones.

.

Yan Lan's mind suddenly moved, and she felt that the golden Buddha power of enlightenment was somewhat different from the golden Buddha power in the Zen heart space.

The Buddhist power of Zen mind seems to contain a gentle and dissolving power, while the Buddhist power of enlightenment is filled with an indomitable momentum, some domineering and some fierce.

All the power was poured into the palm of the hand, and the formation spirit began to stir wildly. At this moment, Yan Lan felt that the formation spirit released an extremely strong resistance force, which doubled almost instantly.

"You are just a little formation spirit, and you are trying to compete with me!"

Yan Lan snorted coldly, gathered everyone's strength, grabbed the formation spirit, along with thousands of spiritual seals, and sucked it fiercely, and huge heat steamed violently from his body.

After a stick of incense, a dazzling light erupted from Yan Lan's palm, and the formation spirit and the spirit seal were completely pulled out by him.

"Ancestor, quickly suppress the Forbidden Technique of the Ten Thousand Devouring Demonic Body in the Master's body!"

The four ancestors took action at the same time, and the vast power traveled through the old ghost's veins and marrow, wildly devouring the Ten Thousand Devouring Demonic Body Forbidden Art.

After two full incense sticks, the four ancestors exhaled heavily and stopped moving.

Yan Lan was holding the wooden couch with her left hand and holding the formation spirit with her right hand. She was almost exhausted.

When he saw that all the seals and forbidden techniques on the barefoot old ghost were eradicated, he breathed a deep sigh of relief and his body couldn't help but shake.

Seeing this, Tongli hurriedly stepped forward, supported Yan Lan, and poured spiritual power into Yan Lan's body at all costs.

Yan Lan felt like he was leaning into a warm and soft embrace. At this moment, all his strength was used to hold onto the formation spirit tightly. He turned his eyes sideways and found that the person holding him was Tong Xin.

This is the second time Yan Lan has been hugged by Tong Xin.

The last time, in the Nether Fire Space, he and Wu Se joined forces to fight against Ruan Yan. He was exhausted and was hugged by Tong Xin like this.

After a while, Yan Lan regained some strength and broke away from Tong Xin's arms.

At this time, Tongli smiled slightly, covering up the blush on her cheeks.

Yan Lan said: "Thank you, Senior Sister Tongxi, I am fine. This time, thanks to everyone's cooperation, otherwise I will not be able to unlock the restriction on Master."

Yan Lan was in a good mood. At this time, the restraint was removed. The barefoot old ghost, who had finished adjusting his breath, exhaled the turbid air in his chest, got off the wooden couch, and stood up slowly. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!