Yan Lan raised his right hand, the Spirit-Devouring Vortex reversed, and Wang Qi cut off his arm to sacrifice it.

Everyone looked at Yan Lan's right hand, a hundred-foot-foot-sized hand stretched out, emitting terrifying fluctuations.

At the same time, Yan Lan sighed softly, like a voice transmitted from the underworld, bursting out a momentum of one word to suppress the world, and roaring strongly in the souls of everyone.

The dark right half of the head and a dark right hand coincide with Yan Lan's body.

This is Yan Lan's ultimate move - the arrival of death.

With Wang Qi's broken arm, he sacrificed the God of Death to descend, and his power was even more powerful. Even Yan Lan didn't know how powerful this attack had.

However, in order to ensure that Gang Tianmen is safe and sound, Yan Lan must be unreserved.

Because Yingqiliu is the treasure of the sect that was sacrificed.

The speed is almost in the blink of an eye.

When Ying was angrily offering sacrifices to treasures, if Yan Lan made a move at will to stop him, the consequences would be unimaginable if he failed.

Therefore, Yan Lan had to use the ultimate move, not seeking speed or seeking initiative, but seeking stability and seeking safety.

Yan Lan opened her right eye, and her right eye was empty, as if she contained endless time and space, and was like the eyes of the god of death, with the ability to seize the vitality of corpses and destroy all things.

Seeing this, Yingqiuliu felt severe pain in his eyes, and his soul seemed to be about to snatch his body. He was shocked and quickly turned his eyes to look at Yan Lan's pupils.

However, Ying Liu was angry and thought of the treasure of Yingmen, and his confidence was greatly boosted.

"Canggu Dragon Claws, kill all things."

A low moan came out of Ying's angry mouth, like thunder rolling in the sky, unpredictable power.

"hold head high……"

Then, a dragon roar seemed to come from outside the nine heavens, extremely loud, tearing the sky and the earth.

When everyone heard the sound, they felt the ears and souls roared, and their bodies were unstable.

The Buzhen Immortal opened his eyes wide and said in surprise: "Yan Lan, be careful, this is really a dragon roar, and that treasure must be the real dragon claw."

The cultivators were shocked. They did not like to collect strange treasures and had extraordinary knowledge. What he said would not be wrong.

Ye Mo frowned and said, "The claws of Canggu's true dragon? Such a divine beast survived in ancient times, had great magical powers and was well connected to the sky and the earth. Now it has disappeared in this world. It is really incredible that Yingmen can get a claw of Canggu's ancient dragon."

Jin Sheng Shi Mie took a deep breath and said, "If it is the claw of the real dragon, it must have the power of the heavenly divine power. At least it can improve the strength of two or three derivations for the divine-distribution cultivator. Yan Lan's current pressure is terrifying."

Ju Jiyun said in shock: "That man has at least the five-indian divine stage. If this is true, then the power of this attack is equivalent to the full-strength attack of a cultivator of the seven-indian divine stage?"

Ju Ruyun, Nan Tuotian, Fan Lan and others changed their expressions.

Such power has already reached their understanding.

Jin Sheng Ximi nodded gently and said, "It's probably true, even if it's strong or not weak."

Wuse clasped his hands together, and the golden light lit up faintly. If Yan Lan had any mistakes, he would never watch the fire across the river.

Long Niu was angry and violently scattered all over his body.

Niu Lin Jianjun stood proudly, and the long sword behind him roared lightly.

The three thousand monks in Luoyun City felt the surging momentum of the ancient dragon claws, and their expressions changed drastically and quickly avoided.

The cultivators of Gangtian Sect clenched their fists and secretly sweated for Yan Lan, but they were powerless.

Heart-wrenching, unparalleled heart-wrenching.

Especially the barefoot old ghost, he could only watch Yan Lan block the vast power for Gangtian Gate at this moment.

Yan Lan felt the dragon's power raging, and her body couldn't help but shake a few times.

Yan Lan said in his heart: "What a powerful and fierce power, this is the real dragon power. I didn't expect that such a broken dragon power would have such power. If a real dragon appears in the world, a dragon roar will be enough to kill everyone present."

Ying Liu saw Yan Lan's body shaking, and grinned and said, "Hahaha, Yan Lan, you finally know it's amazing. That's right, this is the real dragon roar. I didn't expect you to be able to withstand the first wave of dragon roars. It's really a peerless genius. However, there are two waves of dragon roars next, one more powerful than the other. Next, please enjoy the second wave of dragon roars!"

"hold head high……"

A more high-pitched and sharp whistling sound actually rushed towards Yan Lan with a wave visible to the naked eye.

The cultivators were shocked, not only by the dragon power that Yan Lan had endured, but also by the aftermath of the dragon roar.

The remaining power is so powerful that Yan Lan has been under great power at this moment, which is definitely thousands of times that of everyone.

Yan Lan bit her teeth and shouted in her heart: "Thunder soul to suppress the soul, the power of the strange beast soul!"

"roar……"

Yan Lan also suddenly roared to the sky, and the sound of the roar contained a profound power of the alien beast soul.

Yan Lan and Zi Lin are one, and the power of Zi Lin is his power. As long as he is willing, he can mobilize all the power of Zi Lin.

Yan Lan understood that the only one who can fight against the evil power of the dragon roar was Zilin.

Two high-pitched sounds, two transparent fluctuations that twist time and space, hedge together frantically, and then annihilate each other.

Yan Lan raised his lips slightly and said proudly: "The power of the dragon roar is nothing more than that."

In the thunder soul, Zi Lin flipped Ziqing's body and said angrily: "Although I don't know what a dragon is, I have to say that the dragon power is really powerful. It is the strongest beast power I have ever encountered. Lan, the third wave of dragon roar, just squander my soul power. I don't believe it, I can't compare to the Canggu True Dragon."

Ying Liu stared at his eyes widened and said in surprise: "No... it is impossible. From ancient times to the present, no one has been able to withstand the second wave of dragon roars. Even if he is a cultivator of the Seven-Eight-Engine-Decomposition God Stage, you little beast, are indeed strange."

Ying's anger fell into a brief hesitation.

The Buzhen Immortal breathed a sigh of relief and said, "A false alarm, I underestimated Yan Lan's ability. His ability cannot be judged with ordinary eyes. However, I am afraid that no one in us can bear this third wave of dragon roar."

Long Niu shouted: "Let me slap that old guy to death."

The Buzhen Immortal stopped him and said, "No, Yingqiu has a strange treasure to protect his body at this moment. I am afraid that your power will not be able to break it. Instead, it will annoy Yingqiu and bring greater pressure to Yan Lan. We need to believe in Yan Lan and believe that he has his plans."

Jin Sheng Ximi nodded and said, "Yan Lan is not panicked at all, calm down, we should not interfere."

After hesitating for a moment, Ying's angrily intent surged in his pupils and shouted: "Little Beast Yan, I want you to be scattered!"

"hold head high……"

Above the sky, the wind and clouds are changing, like a real dragon that is thousands of miles long. The dragon roars roaring in anger, rough and heavy.

Only a body of thousands of miles can withstand the explosion of the dragon roar.

If the little dragon forcefully explodes this dragon roar, it will inevitably suffer backlash and severe damage to the dragon's body.

The cultivators felt that the invisible power was impacting the soul, forcing them to retreat thousands of feet.

At this time, if time can slow down a million times, you can see the sound waves of ten feet in diameter breaking through the constraints of time and space in circles, as if eating everything above Yan Lan, and angrily trying to swallow Yan Lan.

It was too fast, too fast to exclaim.

“Shou…”

A strange sound broke out from Yan Lan's mouth, similar to a dragon's roar, and it was also filled with the sound of a lion's roar and tiger's roar, as if it was a little mooing and elephant sound, which was particularly mysterious. (To be continued.)
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