All the six monks exclaimed, their faces full of envy.?

The skeletons of the ferocious beasts in the despair of the heavens are priceless to them.

If such bones are concentrated and trained into swords, they are stronger than gold and iron; if they are made into large wave bases, the power and toughness of the formation will be several times stronger; if they are ground into powder and added to some elixirs, the effect of strengthening muscles and bones will be dozens of times higher.

Therefore, in the world of cultivation, even among the monks in the dispersed stage, the bones of ferocious beasts in the celestial realm are usually traded with bone meal or bone pieces the size of a palm.

Like Yan Lan, they took out three huge beast bones at once, and the leg bones of Longlin Crazy Rhino, which scared them to death.

Many monks looked at the three giant bones greedily. If Yan Lan hadn't just warned, he would have wished he would have scraped off some bone powder immediately.

Of course, relying solely on their strength, these three giant bones cannot be scraped, and other magic weapons are required to use.

Hu Mei looked at Yan Lan and taught Hong Mao a lesson, and was busy building the bone house. A different feeling immediately flowed between Dai Mei.

At this time, Hong Mao was still crying like a stray dog, and the power of death in the Netherworld Blade was still eroding his legs. The intense and severe pain was like cutting into pieces and crushing his bones.

"Senior shakuhain, save me, save me...ah...it hurts so much, save me, please, I beg you..."

Hong Mao's face was shimmering. He didn't know if it was tears, sweat, or snot, or the three of them were mixed together. He didn't look arrogant before, even more embarrassed than the crazy madness of a three-year-old child.

Shakuhachiyin sacrificed another seal technique, but it still could not resolve the power of death.

With a light snorting, the shakuhashi-yin turned his finger into a sword, shaking Hongmao's thigh from all two sections from the middle, then pulled Hongmao up and wrapped it in spiritual power.

Soon, half of the thigh left on the ground was corroded by the power of death.

Immediately afterwards, the power of death actually turned into a black snake, soaring into the air and shot directly into Hongmao.

Shakuhain said sternly: "Yan Lan, don't go too far!"

While speaking, Shakuhachiyin's finger moved, and a strange seal blasted out, completely destroying the black snake transformed into the power of death.

The strength of the Nirvana Realm is unpredictable after all.

It’s not that Shakuhachiyin is really helpless, but that he is unwilling to consume too much power for Hong Mao, because here, he uses a little less spiritual energy, especially when he goes out in a long time. The spirit stones on his body are limited after all. The higher his cultivation level, the faster the spirit stones will be consumed. The spirit stones alone will definitely not last long.

Yan Lan said to Chibayi: "The old thief Hongmao has become a waste. Keeping it will definitely drag you down. It's better to kill him and end it all."

Hong Mao's pain had been relieved. Seeing Yan Lan say this, he was about to rush, but when he thought of the pain just now, he quickly closed his mouth and said gloomyly: "Yan Lan, I have fallen to this point, why should I kill you all?"

Yan Lan clapped her palms violently, nodded and smiled, "You finally realized it. It seems that it was only after a beat. Didn't you treat me like this as well? I'm just learning from you."

Hong Mao gritted his teeth and didn't know how to reply, so he had to keep silent.

Zun Wuxing looked at Yan Lan coldly, then said to Chihachi-an, "Brother Bayin, have you chosen to stop?"

Shakuhain shook his head and said, "We are over the age of being willing to act. We have provoked before, but we are intended to shock Yan Lan. Since Yi is determined to take action, the current situation is really hard for me to fight with Yi. I will endure the situation for a while!"

Zun my actions and smiled coldly: "You want to stop, but my desire to fight is just starting to rise. Yan Lan, I will take my palm!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a three-foot palm was black and roared towards Yan Lan.

Seeing this, the cultivators immediately retreated for dozens of miles and retreated under the high wall.

Yan Lan narrowed his eyes. When the cultivators of the Nirvana Realm made a move, they often grasped their power extremely accurately. On the surface, they seemed to be less earth-shaking than those of the monks of the Dispersing God Stage, but the power contained in the seal technique is comparable to the energy contained in the small stars.

Yan Lan's expression remained unchanged, and the Nine Seals Killing Immortal Palm emerged majestic.

At this moment, it is not yet time to use the trump card.

The Nine Seals Killing Immortal Palm is a unique skill in Gangtianmen. With Yan Lan’s current cultivation level, his power is also extraordinary.

"boom……"

The two forces collided violently, and a shocking explosion occurred.

The earth shook, and the remaining power was like a tide.

Yan Lan waved his left hand and wiped out the aftermath that swept behind him. Otherwise, the lives of the monks who watched the building dozens of miles away and several monks would be unsuccessful.

After the explosion, a pit dozens of feet deep left on the earth.

Yan Lan did not take a step back, and he did not take a step back even after his actions.

Zun Wuxing, he narrowed his eyes and nodded and said, "Your cultivation has been firmly established in the early stage of Shenhe. It is not advisable to fight with you here, otherwise you will definitely be asked to take some pain."

Yan Lan chuckled and said, "Your last two words are also given to you."

Zun Wuxing snorted coldly and turned around and said, "Brother Bayin, don't you use one move?"

Shakuhain slightly narrowed his eyebrows and pondered for a moment, saying, "Since my brother has spoken to him, I will try the sharpness of Yan Lan's magic weapon."

After saying that, Shakuhachiyin's mind moved and a pitch-black ruler appeared in her palm.

This is the measuring ruler.

Yan Lan casually glanced at the measuring ruler, and suddenly his expression changed suddenly, because when he saw this ruler, he suddenly thought of the broken ruler in the broken ruler Jinghong's hand.

The ruler of the shakuhain palm is also a broken ruler.

The two rulers, whether in color, material, or breath, are very similar.

Even the fracture is very similar.

It was clearly a ruler, broken into two pieces, one on the broken ruler Jinghong's hand, and the other on the shakuhainyin.

Yan Lan said in his heart: "I once heard that the broken ruler was a divine object from heaven and had an unparalleled power. The broken ruler Jinghong once defeated all the masters of the League Taming with the broken ruler, and finally stepped onto the high position of the Grand Taming Emperor of the Ding Alliance. It can be seen that the power of the broken ruler in Shakuhain's hand is also unpredictable."

Yan Lan's scattered mind immediately tensed up and no longer had a contemptuous attitude.

"Yan Lan, receive one foot of me, and the sound of thunder came from the sky!"

The shakuhain waved the sky ruler at will.

Yan Lan saw a black ruler shadow that was thousands of feet wide floating above his head, and at the same time, a thunder sound came from his soul. This thunder sound was extremely strange. It was not from the outside world, but from his soul for no reason.

Yan Lan felt strange and immediately used the power of the thunder soul to suppress the soul, destroy all the thunder sounds, and at the same time, he sacrificed the thunder blade of the Nether Prison. The Nether Prison's Nether Prison's Nether Prison's Nether Prison's Nether Prison's Nether Prison's Nether Prison's Nether Prison's Nether Prison's Nether Prison's Nether Prison's Nether Prison's Nether Prison's Nether Prison's Nether Prison's Sword Body, and the Thunder Rage Burning Heaven's Art is Domineering.

This is Yan Lan's small trick, and its power is only slightly inferior to his ultimate ban move.

"boom……"

The shadow of the ruler collapsed, the sword aura was destroyed, and the aftermath swept across the world again.

Yan Lan and chakra Hachiyin each rolled up their sleeves, completely annihilated their remaining power.

Shakuhain stared at Yan Lan solemnly and nodded, "No wonder he was stalemate with me until the end. Your cultivation is not low and your strength is not weak. Unfortunately, I cannot exert my peak power here."

Yan Lan smiled softly and said, "I am here, the same is true. No matter you, what is under this earth?"

Yan Lan immediately walked slowly towards the pit that had exploded when he had fought with Zunwuxing.
Chapter completed!