How can the second elder not be annoyed? One of the ten cultivators on the battle list was humiliated by a junior again and again, and he almost exploded with anger.

Therefore, the second elder completely ignored the aftermath of the explosion of the two palms and the powerful counter-shock force, and used his strong cultivation to suppress it, coupled with the huge body of the ferocious beast to resist, and managed to survive.

Although his energy and blood surged, and his mind was shaken, the second elder still did not hesitate to kill Yan Lan.

He wants to kill, he wants to kill crazily.

What is reason? What use is it in the face of overwhelming hatred?

Only killing, only cutting Yan Lan into pieces can eliminate the hatred in his heart and restore his sanity.

At this moment, Yan Lan looked at the murderous second elder, the ferocious beasts and puppets that covered the sky and the earth, as well as the third and fourth elders with sinister looks. His expression did not show a trace of panic.

If it had been before, the second elder would have been surprised by Yan Lan's calmness.

But at this moment, the second elder no longer paid attention to these details. He only knew that Yan Lan had no power to fight back except for one or two hidden life-saving trump cards.

The second elder wanted to force Yan Lan out and use his trump card.

In this way, the head of the Xuan clan can personally take action and completely capture and kill Yan Lan.

Originally, this was a flawless plan. The Xuan clan used such huge power just to be foolproof.

But now, some flaws have appeared, and these flaws are slowly getting bigger, becoming intolerable.

Yan Lan closed her eyes slightly, sighed softly, shook her head and said: "That's all, after all, the difference in strength is too big, so let's sacrifice the Black Evil and the Tiger Evil! I wanted to wait until the Xuan clan leader came in person before using it. But.

The force mobilized by the Xuan Clan this time is really too strong. Zi Lin is silent and Zi Yi is cultivating. It is extremely difficult for me to fight to this point by myself."

Yan Lan made a hand gesture to open the Nether Fire Space Channel.

In the blink of an eye, two groups of black mist rushed out, circled Yanlan twice, and then transformed into a man and a tiger.

Yan Lan pointed at the humans and beasts of the Xuan tribe and said in a deep voice: "Kill them, leave no one behind!"

"Yes, Master!"

Heisha and Husha nodded respectfully and roared out immediately.

Yan Lan squinted his eyes. To this day, he still doesn't know what kind of strength Hei Sha and Hu Sha have.

Because they have all lost their physical bodies and souls, and have all turned into magical mist-like bodies.

However, Yan Lan entered the ancient tomb and judged from the shock he felt in his mind. The strength of Heisha and Husha was far superior to him, and they were not even below the top ten on the battle list.

The tiger roared violently and transformed into a body of a hundred feet of mist. It was like a dark cloud filled with terrifying aura, and it rushed towards the ferocious beast.

Heisha did not choose to attack, but stood firmly a hundred feet in front of Yan Lan. He looked at the second elders and the others with an evil look on his face.

The second elder was slightly startled, but the killing had already made him abandon caution. He shouted loudly, counted several formation seals, and rushed towards the black evil madly.

Heisha raised his right hand, and then thrust forward, as if his palm was separated from his arm, heading straight towards the Second Elder's formation seal.

"Pfft..."

The formation seal seemed to be smashed into a ball of cotton, but the black hand did not stop, turning into a black lightning and hitting the second elder's chest heavily.

"puff……"

A large mouthful of blood mist spat out from the mouth of the second elder.

The severe pain and powerful shock instantly awakened the second elder from his crazy murderous intention.

The second elder looked horrified and stared: "What is this thing that can hurt me?"

However, Heisha frowned slightly, shook his head and said: "This old guy's bones are so hard that he can withstand my palm. The other two old guys, seeing my power, did not retreat, and they almost died!"

The black demon rolled with murderous intent, roared angrily, and roared out his hands, directly grabbing the souls of the third elder and the fourth elder.

"Ahh..."

With two miserable howls, the eyes of the third elder and the fourth elder suddenly saw that their souls were actually taken out by the black hands.

After losing his physical body, the last ray of consciousness quickly dissipated after seeing the soul being taken out.

The cultivation level in the infant transformation stage is still unable to separate the soul from the soul.

Therefore, when the soul is taken away, the soul in the body also leaves.

"Master, pick it up!"

Heisha caressed the two souls, then sealed them and threw them to Yan Lan.

Yan Lan smiled with satisfaction and immediately accepted it, but was surprised in her heart: "The strength of the Black Evil is indeed comparable to that of the tenth cultivator on the battle list. However, the third elder and the fourth elder were both seriously injured. If they were in their prime, I wonder if the Black Evil would still be able to survive."

Can you easily take away their souls?"

Yan Lan put away her soul, pointed her fingers, took the storage rings of the third elder and the fourth elder, and threw their bodies into the Nether Fire Space.

"The two old guys are finally destroyed. There is also the second elder and the tenth cultivator on the battle list who is really strong. Even after being injured like this, he can still resist the black evil's attack!"

Yan Lan was protected in the center by the golden-scaled king python, and the tiger demon was devouring the ferocious beast crazily, attracting most of the puppet-killing combat power. For a while, he felt a little relaxed.

The second elder looked at this scene in horror, his mind surged violently, and a sense of retreat filled his heart.

No matter how strong your determination is and how fierce your murderous intent is, it will never be worth the weight of your life.

After Hei Sha killed the two elders, he saw that the two elders were far away and ignored him. Instead, he started a crazy killing spree against the ferocious beasts and puppets around him.

Any vicious beast that is struck on the head by the giant palm of the Black Devil will immediately lose its intelligence. When the Black Devil throws it back, the golden-scaled king python will move fiercely and swallow up the beast in an instant.

Yan Lan took advantage of the chaos and dispersed another piece of Luoyunjian water mist. With a movement of his soul power, the eight killing puppets and six ferocious beasts were instantly wiped out.

Puppet killers and ferocious beasts who have lost control of their masters have low intelligence and cannot detect the subtle water mist at all.

There was only one Luo Yun Jian Shui Bead left, but Yan Lan didn't use it. This was also his ultimate move to kill enemies at the bottom of the box. Don't use it again unless it's absolutely necessary.

Right now, the number of puppets and ferocious beasts that the Xuan clan has left to kill are only in single digits. With the ferocious power of the black evil spirits and the tiger evil spirits, they can kill them all in less than half a stick of incense at most.

The second elder watched the killing in front of him without moving, not knowing whether to leave or stay!

If he leaves, what dignity will he have to leave?

Even after deploying such a huge force, Yan Lan still failed to be killed, and his old face had nowhere to rest.

If he stays, what strength will he use to stay?

He was severely injured and covered with bruises. If he hadn't been suppressed by his tyrannical cultivation, he would have died long ago.

At the moment, Yan Lan still has a trump card that he has not revealed, and his second elder is about to become a polished commander. Staying here is tantamount to death.

Inside the Xuan Clan Ancestral Tower.

Xuanshan Gu stood stunned, dumbfounded and said: "This black mist-like thing is so powerful. Yan Lan has never shown it before, how many trump cards does this little guy have?"

Xuan Gu squinted his eyes, pondered for a while, and said with sharp eyes: "No matter how many trump cards he has, he will eventually be squeezed and used by our clan one by one. Send an order to the second elder to destroy the black mist at all costs.

Something." (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!