Everyone's hearts trembled, and they all turned their heads to look in the direction of Diao Ming.

This sound is clearly the neighing sound of the Yanlan imperial beast thundering and purple eagle.

No figure of the sculpture was seen, but a thousand-foot-long golden hand came through the air with lightning speed, making a loud roar, and violently grabbed the sky-penetrating awl.

At this moment, the tip of the sky-penetrating cone is only three feet away from the sect-protecting formation.

Suddenly, the downward trend of the sky-penetrating cone decreased sharply, but it did not stop completely. It was still falling slowly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Everyone, please get out of the way!"

A loud shout, with unquestionable majesty, fell into the ears of the cultivators.

"This is Yan Lan's voice, everyone, please avoid it!"

The Third Patriarch shouted loudly without hesitation and retreated quickly.

When the other monks saw this, they did not dare to hesitate and fled away one after another.

Thousands of miles away, the cultivators onlookers stared at each other when they saw this.

"Yanlan'er is really arrogant. He couldn't stop the sky-penetrating awl before. How can he do it now?"

"Sooner or later, Gangtianmen will be destroyed by this little guy who doesn't know the heights of heaven and earth!"

"The Sky-Piercing Cone is Xuan Gu's, and Xuan Gu has not taken it back, which shows that Xuan Gu has absolute confidence in destroying the sect-protecting formation, and he is not worried about the Sky-Piercing Cone being taken away by others!"

"..."

The cultivators avoided it, and a huge sculpted shadow covered the sky and the earth.

Yan Lan stood proudly on top of the thundering purple eagle, and behind him stood Tong Xin and three other people, all of whom seemed uninjured.

The tip of the sky-penetrating cone is still one foot away from the sect-protecting formation.

Yan Lan flew up and shouted in her heart: "The Holy Power of the Ultimate Path, the Essence of Renshui!"

A giant clear light hand and a giant water-like hand sprang out from Yan Lan's palm and grabbed the sky-penetrating awl domineeringly.

"move!"

Yan Lan roared, and the sky-penetrating cone that originally went straight up and down erupted into a buzzing sound. The tip of the cone began to slowly shift.

The cultivators looked horrified. Even with the combined efforts of hundreds of people, the sky-penetrating awl could not be moved at all, yet it was actually moved by Yan Lan alone.

Yan Lan's body trembled slightly. He felt as if the sky-penetrating awl was being pulled by countless thin threads. Even though he used his strongest strength, it was still extremely difficult to move the sky-piercing awl.

"This cone is not a mortal thing. It also has Xuan Gu's spiritual consciousness restriction on it, and Xuan Gu can take it away at any time."

Yan Lan narrowed her eyes slightly and raised the corner of her mouth slightly: "But. How can I let others take away the thing that I like!"

With a thought, Yan Lan's figure disappeared, along with the Thousand-Zhang Heaven-Piercing Cone.

Both the cultivators of Gangtian Clan and the spectators gathered around opened their eyes wide, searching for Yan Lan's aura.

"I can't find any breath!"

"Even the momentum of the Sky-piercing Cone has completely disappeared. How can Yan Lan do it?"

"Could it be that Yan Lan's power has been able to tear open the void and hide the sky-piercing cone?"

"Impossible. Legend has it that only monks in the third realm of heaven-defying nirvana have the power to tear open the void. It is impossible for Yan Lan Duan to do it."

"..."

The cultivators were shocked again and their minds were full of doubts.

Even Fu Zhenxian frowned, because with his ability, he couldn't see through what Yan Lan had done.

Yan Lan put the Sky-Piercing Cone into the Zen Heart Space, and immediately desperate, the majestic power of the thunder soul invaded the Sky-Piercing Cone, and tyrannically destroyed the restriction of Xuangu's spiritual consciousness.

In the Xuan clan's ancestral tower, Xuan Gu's body shook violently, and he immediately took two steps back, his face becoming pale.

"Impossible, how could he move the sky-piercing cone, and how could he destroy my spiritual consciousness restriction in an instant?"

Ignoring the surge of breath in his body, Xuan Gu stared at the light screen with wide eyes and continued to murmur: "Little Yanlan, I underestimated you. I left a third eye on the sky-penetrating awl. I originally wanted to pass through this eye.

, let’s see what secrets you hide and where you take the Sky-Piercing Cone.”

"However, before I see it clearly, you can erase the restriction on my spiritual consciousness. Although I know that you are very powerful, I still underestimate you!"

Xuan Gu sighed and immediately stared: "However, at that moment, I still saw something. That space was surrounded by gold. Where is it, and what unknown things are hidden there?"

"The Sky-piercing Cone is my most precious treasure!"

Xuan Gu hammered his chest. Even with his status as the leader of the Xuan Clan, he was still heartbroken.

As long as the spiritual consciousness restriction is not erased, Xuan Gu has the confidence to take back the Sky-piercing Cone, even if it is millions of miles away.

But now, Xuan Gu has lost contact with the sky-piercing awl. Even if the sky-piercing awl is close to him, he cannot sense it.

In the Zen mind space.

Yan Lan erased the spiritual consciousness restriction in Xuan Gu, forced out a drop of blood essence, blended it into the sky-penetrating cone, and then placed his own spiritual consciousness restriction.

After a while, Yan Lan became the master of the Sky-piercing Cone.

With a thought, the sky-penetrating cone becomes three inches in size.

Yan Lan gently stroked the sky-penetrating awl and said with a smile: "This treasure is so destructive and powerful that a monk in the infant transformation stage cannot move it at all. Even with my ultimate strength, I can only move it slightly. If it were not for the help of Zen

The space in my heart, I’m afraid I can’t conquer it.”

Yan Lan put away the sky-penetrating awl and left the Zen heart space.

The cultivators were still staring at the place where Yan Lan disappeared with wide eyes. After just a few breaths, they saw Yan Lan reappear at the same place.

She looked like Guan Yanlan, neatly dressed, and had not suffered any injuries.

Yan Lan looked around and saw that most of the cultivators were gone. With a sweep of his soul power, he noticed the hidden figures of those monks. Instead of paying attention to those people, he came to the five ancestors and stretched out his hand.

On the palm of the hand, five storage rings are exposed.

"Head, Master, and all ancestors, the property must be returned to its original owner!"

Five rays of light bounced up and returned to the hands of the five ancestors according to the aura on the storage ring.

The Fifth Patriarch's spiritual consciousness stirred, and he nodded and said: "There are quite a few of the same in the Precepts."

The other ancestors did not check, but put away the Chu Ring. If even Yan Lan was not at ease, who else could they trust.

The Third Patriarch was afraid that Yan Lan would consume too much, so he quickly said: "Everyone, come to the ground and speak!"

Everyone landed, Yan Lan withdrew the thundering purple eagle, and Tong Zhi and the other three also slowly landed, but their faces were filled with a look of surprise and sluggishness.

The monks from thousands of miles away did not shy away from searching for their spiritual senses. They wanted to know what happened when Yan Lan left and the thunder filled the air.

Pengshan looked at Yan Lan and asked cautiously: "Nephew Yan Lan, those three bastards didn't do anything to you, right?"

Yan Lan shook her head gently and said: "It's okay, I'm fine!"

At this time, the two female disciples behind Yan Lan stared wide-eyed and began to moan softly.

"Dead, all dead, no one left alive..."

"Everyone was destroyed physically and mentally. Not even the corpses were left behind. They dug thousands of miles into the ground and explored the sky for thousands of miles. Everyone who was hiding was dead..."

Pengshan heard the dull expressions of the two female disciples muttering, and raised his eyebrows: "What are you talking about? What about digging thousands of feet into the ground and exploring the sky for thousands of miles? What about the body and soul being destroyed and no bones left?"

Tongli took a deep breath, pursed her lips and said quietly: "The three sects Ruifeng, Huagu, and Yimen, from the Supreme Elder to the young disciples, all died, not a single one was left alive. And, from Qianli to Qianli, all of them died.

As far as Wan Zhang, Yan Lan searched them all over, and all the people who were hiding were found and killed. The three sects...were wiped out!" (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!