Niu Lin Jianjun roared softly, and his sword aura was like a dragon dancing, and he spread the killing formation a hundred feet into space. W√wくW★.

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The Lord of Qinglong State chuckled contemptuously and said, "Don't do useless work. This formation is blessed by the Lord's official seal, and is based on the power of a state. Unless the cultivator of the Nirvana realm arrives in person, there is no power to break the formation, and it can only last for a period of time at most. But no matter how strong the cultivator's power is, compared to the power of a state, it is a difference between clouds and mud, and it will eventually be exhausted."

Niu Lin Jianjun's expression was calm and he was not affected at all by the words of the Lord of Qinglongzhou.

The heart of Tao is like a sword, and as stable as a mountain.

Niu Lin Jianjun's state of mind had reached the point where Mount Tai collapsed before her face remained unchanged.

Yan Lan felt the pressure heavier and heavier around him, and immediately looked like lightning, shuttled through the crowd, ingesting all the fainting people into the ghost fire space.

The Netherworld Light can open up a space without being invaded by the Netherworld Fire.

At this moment, only Yan Lan, Wuse, Zi Yi, Long Niu, Buzhen Immortal, Niu Lin Jianjun, Ye Mo, and Jinsheng attacked and destroyed eight people.

Niu Lin Jianjun is still in the center of the defensive battle circle and is trying his best to open a safe area for everyone.

Buzhen Xian said in a narrow mind: "These two old guys have good cultivation. It's really a bit tricky to be crazy at this moment."

Wuse chuckled and said, "What's wrong with this? For the seniors, it's just a bit tricky, and it's helpless."

The Buzhen Fairy grinned and said, "You little monk, have a sweet mouth. No wonder my fairy's little granddaughter is thinking about you all day long."

The Lord of Qinglong Prefecture looked at the crowd of people in Jingwuzhou and was chatting and laughing, and snorted: "Everyone, can you die at the forefront? Can you be more serious?"

Long Niu said fiercely: "Young Master is not a serious person. You are not a human being when you are serious. I am afraid that you will be scared to pee your pants."

Yan Lan said loudly: "The last killing move, combined with the power of the two old monsters, actually needs to accumulate momentum and count breaths. It seems that he is determined to win!"

After hearing this from the Wuzhou people, they knew that Yan Lan was reminding them not to be careless, and immediately focused their hearts and took them seriously.

Suddenly, the black force that was rotating wildly around quickly gathered above everyone's heads.

Seeing this, Niu Lin Jianjun immediately distributed a force and rushed straight toward his head.

However, although the sword ruler has a strong power, it still cannot break the accumulated dark spiral power.

Niu Lin Jianjun said coldly: "It is indeed a great idea to use the power of a state as the basis of the formation."

The corners of the Lord of Qinglongzhou's mouth were raised. He could not do anything else to pass through the Wuzhou monks, but this was Qinglongzhou, and he could use his official seal to mobilize the power of a state at any time.

The power of a state is majestic and majestic, and it is endless and almost impossible to resist by human power.

The Buzhen Immortal looked up at random, smiled at Yan Lan and said, "Yan Lan, do you still want to continue playing for a while?"

Yan Lan smiled speechlessly. Although he really wanted everyone to experience the feeling of sharing weal and woe, he was not really playing. Unexpectedly, in the eyes of the untrue immortal, all this was just a joke.

Yan Lan said: "If you have feelings for me, you can continue playing."

The Buzhen Fairy curled her lips and said, "This group of spiders is really annoying. I will clear the spider web. As for whether to kill spiders, it is up to you to decide. I don't like to kill people."

Yan Lan's eyes suddenly condensed, and the implication of the untrue immortal was to prepare to break the formation.

If Yan Lan tries his best to break this formation, he can naturally break it, but with skill, he has no choice but to break the formation.

Of course, Yan Lan has another way out, which is to escape with the Yin-Yang Banner or Zen Heart Space.

Ye Mo, Jin Sheng and Mie all looked at the Buzhen Immortal, slightly surprised.

The Lord of Qinglongzhou also widened his eyes and chuckled, "Old man, he is shameless."

As everyone spoke, Yan Lan saw that the dark power above her head had condensed, and then a ghost face, black-faced fangs, and four-eyed eyes were gloomy, which was extremely terrifying.

Seeing this, the Lord of Qinglongzhou changed drastically and said in shock: "The two elders of Yama Ghost, the two Qing and Tumor have been practicing for thousands of years, but have actually cultivated the Yama Ghost. No one in this state has been able to cultivate it for tens of thousands of years. The Yama Ghost has the magical power to capture the soul and obtain the soul, which is mysterious and mysterious, and killing people invisible, is simply unimaginable."

The Lord of Qinglong State was almost crazy, and his original idea of ​​retreating instantly flew out of the sky. The previous four killer moves were not even worthy of carrying shoes in front of the Ghost of Yama.

The ghost image of Yama is used by the two elders Qing and Zhuo, and can kill powerful people in the Eight-Yan Dividing Divine Stage.

"Hahaha, you are dead, the ghost of Yama, the ghost of Yama that is rare in 100,000 years. I will see it today, and it will be eye-opening..."

The Lord of Qinglongzhou laughed out loud. He originally thought he was about to fail, but the sudden powerful force made him so excited that he was almost crazy.

After hearing the four words "Yan Luo Ghost Figure" by the people in Wuzhou, they all took a deep breath.

Although he had not heard of his name, he felt that the Lord of Qinglong Prefecture suddenly became extremely crazy, so he knew that this move was extraordinary.

Yan Lan grabbed the Netherworld Light tightly and once he lost, he would ingest everyone in the Netherfire Space.

Suddenly, the four eyes of the Yama Ghost Eye suddenly shone with an extremely dark light.

Light and black were originally inconsistent relationships, but at this moment, they perfectly merged together.

In an instant, Yan Lan felt his soul floating, as if he was summoned by some strangeness, comfortable and comfortable, as if he was a tunnel to the Pure Land.

Yan Lan even felt that all resistance was meaningless, and it was better to immerse yourself in this comfort and gain eternal life.

A ball of soft things jumped into Yan Lan's arms.

Yan Lan's thunder soul moved and immediately returned to Qingming. The purple cord in his arms was held in Zilin.

The purple light flashed in the purple elbow, staring straight at Yan Lan. He was afraid that Yan Lan would sink into it and could not extricate himself.

Yan Lan smiled and gently stroked the purple velvet. The souls of the ban Shengxing Mie and Mu Huazhang and others showed signs of vague emergence.

The scenes around have changed, like a forest hell, extremely depressing and terrifying.

Suddenly a golden light filled the sky, like the rising sun, followed by the loud sound of Buddha, like a huge bell roaring, pounding heavily on everyone's souls.

Everyone suddenly felt that their souls became heavier and their lightness dissipated. Looking at them, the golden light was the place where the emptiness was, and they couldn't help but be even more surprised by the emptiness's strength.

The Buzhen Immortal always raised his head and smiled, then smacked his lips and said, "I thought it was so powerful, but in this way, even the little monk couldn't suppress it."

At this moment, the mouth of the Ghostly Eye of Yama was about to open.

The Buzhen Immortal jumped up, waved his right hand, and swept his huge palm upwards, and with a "pop", it threw it on the chin of the Yan Luo Ghost.

With a slap, he closed the mouth of the Ghostly Eye of Yama.

"I didn't allow you to open your mouth, get out!"

The Buzhen Immortal sacrificed another huge palm print, and the strange patterns flowed on the palm print, violently scattered on the left face of the Yan Luo Ghost.

"boom……"

Accompanied by the huge roar, the earth shook, and the ghost phase of Yama instantly deformed, and then seemed to be subjected to endless tearing force, and was quickly annihilated.

After three breaths, the Yama Ghost Dissipated, the Burning Heaven-Zang Devouring Killing Array disappeared, and returned to the previous scene of the underground secret library.

Two figures fell heavily to the ground, staring wide in disbelief. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!