Yan Lan jumped to the ground, and Yan Yaoji was still lying on the ground, looking sadly at the killings around him.?                                               

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Around them, the eight clan leaders and sect leaders still stood calmly, ignoring everything crazy around them. They seemed to enjoy seeing Yan Lan so sad and seeing Yan Yaoji, who is the leader of the clan, so desperate.

Because, they were all very sure that Yan Lan had no trump card, otherwise he would not have watched his father and Ling Yu die.

Only when the prey completely loses the ability to resist, the hunter will feel like playing around with it.

Yan Lan's eyes coldly glanced at the eight clan leader and sect leader. With a sudden wave of his hand, he swept a lot of dust and filled it into the pit where Ling Yu and Yan Li were.

People have died, and Yan Lan can do now, only by putting away the sorrow and letting them be buried in peace.

After doing all this, Yan Lan felt a sense of the fetal energy of a strange beast covered his whole body. The Hongming Art suddenly ran, quickly replenishing the consumed spiritual power.

The fetal energy of the strange beast is useless, but the protective body is comparable to any armor magic weapon.

Yan Lan decided to escape, keep the green mountains there, and do not worry about burning firewood. As the clan members said just now, everyone is dead, who will avenge the clan members? Therefore, he must not die.

Zhou Tianfeng and others held the sword fiercely. Although they were sure that Yan Lan had no trump card, they still trembled suddenly when they saw him move again.

Yan Yaoji looked at everything sad around him, sighed heavily, moved his right hand slightly, and pinched a jade slip.

"Why……"

Suddenly, a heavy sigh came from the sky above the Yan clan, and transparent ripples spread out faintly, and a huge pressure arose out of thin air.

The fierce battle was shocked. This wave of pressure was extremely strong, which was different from the thunder power that Yan Lan had previously shocked the soul. This pressure was the power of cultivation released by a real strong man.

The monks of all tribes were like frightened birds, gathering together, looking at the sky unconsciously.

The Yan clan members also gathered together and looked up at the sky for unknown reasons. Many people prayed together, hoping that God would bless the Yan clan and those with great supernatural powers would come to the world to transform into war.

At this time, more than half of the soldiers of the Yan clan had suffered casualties, almost everyone was covered in scars and blood.

"Huh?" Zhou Tianfeng, Pang He and others raised their eyebrows and their expressions changed slightly.

"Hahaha... The ancestor of the Yan clan is finally willing to show up. We have been waiting for too long!"

Above the sky, there were sounds rolling, and three figures shot from three directions, and terrifying fluctuations were also scattered all over the body.

"Three ancestor-level figures!" Yan Lan was shocked. Unexpectedly, these forces encircled the Yan clan and dispatched five ancestor-level figures.

Yan Lan breathed heavily for a few breaths, and his cultivation level in the Nirvana Realm was really a terrifying existence. The three ancestors stood in the air, making him feel that his body was pressed so hard that he could not stand up.

"Is that the ancestor of my clan? Could it be that the ancestor has the ability to rescue the family?" Yan Lan's eyes focused on an old man with white beard and long beard in the air.

"It's really a sin!" The ancestor of the Yan clan shook his head and sighed.

"The destruction of the Yan clan is a foregone conclusion, and shaking his head and sighing is useless. It is rumored that the Yan clan ancestor has an amazing cultivation level. I have been waiting for a long time, so let's do it!" An ancestor of the Shengfeng Sect rolled up his sleeves and said impatiently.

"Let's go!" The ancestor of the Yan clan waved his hand. After saying that, he bounced his finger and penetrated a stream of spiritual power into Yan Yaoji's body, and his eyes remained on Yan Lan for several breaths.

Yan Yaoji's body flashed with a clear light and he immediately stood up, no longer as depressed as before. He immediately walked to Yan Lan and protected him in his arms.

"Lan'er, I summoned the ancestor. In order to preserve the bloodline of our clan, we will activate the protection formation inherited by our clan's ancestors. This formation is called the ban formation. It must be used as the formation eye for a cultivator who is against the heaven and the Nirvana realm as the formation eye before it can be activated! However, once it is activated, the ancestor in the formation eye will destroy both the spirit and form." Yan Yaoji quickly sent a voice to Yan Lan.

"Therefore, the ban formation is an ancient formation that our clan has allowed to open just now at the critical moment of life and death. It was created by the ancestors of our clan to protect our clan from extermination. Once opened, all clan members will be sealed. There will be no life or death in the formation, no suffering or happiness, time stagnation, and isolation from the world. If people from the outside world do not have the method of resolving the formation, even if all the cultivators of the heavenly dying realm in Heaven and Heaven 6 work together to break it, they will not be able to crack it."

"The ancestors of our clan are great supernatural powers. Although all the clan members are banned, the ancestors have opened up a passage outside the corner of the sky with their ability to reach the sky. This passage can only send one clan member out, which is considered to leave a glimmer of life for our clan."

"I have already told the ancestor about your affairs. Next, the ancestor will activate the ban array of breathing, and you will be sent out of the corner of the sky. After you go out, don't protect yourself. If you have achieved success in your cultivation in the future, you can come back and use this method to unlock the ban array of breathing."

Yan Yaoji quietly touched Yan Lan's head and secretly entered Yan Lan's sea of ​​consciousness.

Yan Lan's heart was shocked, but he could not show any abnormality, so he had to grit his teeth secretly, with a sharp light flashing in his eyes, trying his best to hide his anger and grief.

When the ancestor of the Shengfeng Sect heard the words of the ancestor of the Yan clan, he said impatiently: "Why slow down? I will learn and teach you the skills now."

After saying that, the spiritual power of the ancestor of the Shengfeng Sect was boiling, and his fighting spirit reached the sky.

The ancestor of the Yan clan smiled coldly, ignored the ancestor of the Shengfengzong, pointed his fingers to his eyebrows, and slowly whispered: "The ban formation is closed, start!"

"boom!"

The entire Yan tribe land seemed to be hit hard, and suddenly it was shocked. Suddenly, the gravel rubble on the edge of the Yan tribe slowly floated up, and then the thick soil on the ground cracked and lifted into the air. An invisible ripple expanded outward. Wherever the ripple passed, whether it was the mound or the stone mountain, they all turned into squares of mud and stones and rose.

In the blink of an eye, the mud and stones covered the sky gathered towards the center of the Yan tribe, gathering and condensing in an orderly manner in the sky.

"Is this?" An ancestor of the Ji family looked shocked, with the terrifying fluctuations around him, and even he felt palpitations.

"Let's go, go quickly, if you don't leave, you will be dead. This is the ultimate ban formation of the Yan clan." The ancestor of the Shengfeng Sect, who was about to take action, shouted loudly, flashed, and rushed out of the Yan clan formation in an instant, running faster than anyone else.

When the true man Wangshi, Zhou Tianfeng and others heard this, they were shocked and even the ancestor of the Shengfeng Sect was fleeing. Wouldn't they be even more lifeless when they stayed there?

All the monks of the enemy clan fled in a panic.

The mud and stones around him accumulate more and more, and some monks with shallow cultivation cannot break through the boundaries of mud and stones and are hanged alive.

The Yan clan members were also extremely frightened, not knowing what the ancestor was doing.

"Mencius, don't be afraid. One day, you will be reborn!" The ancestor of the Yan clan said in a sad voice.

"Friends of Taoist who come to help our tribe, I thank you for the Yan tribe. If you keep walking north, you can walk out of the ban formation safely. Get off quickly, otherwise it will be too late." The ancestor of the Yan tribe slowly closed his eyes, his voice becoming more desolate.

Sun Laozhu, seven monks from the mountain range who came out of the Uncursed Mountains, respectfully bowed to the Yan ancestor and headed straight to the north.

Before leaving, Sun Laozhu turned his head and looked at Yan Lan, his eyes mixed with emotion.

Yan Lan noticed Sun Laozhu's eyes, nodded slightly at him, and showed a grateful smile. Sun Laozhu made a lot of efforts this time. If it weren't for his desperate efforts to block the most powerful cultivator of the enemy, the Yan clan would have suffered even greater casualties.

After a few breaths, the ancestor of the Yan clan pointed his finger at the sky, a thousand feet high, and the space suddenly twisted and became a spiral.

"Yan Lan, go, you are the future of my clan!" said the ancestor of the Yan clan tragic.

"Go, Lan'er, this is the passage. After you go out, there will be a wider world. You will definitely become a strong man who looks down on the world. We will wait for you to come back." Yan Yaoji patted Yan Lan's shoulder and said with a smile.

Yan Lan remained silent, turned his head and looked at the place where Yan Li and Ling Yu were buried. His eyes were so sad that they jumped up and rushed towards the vortex of space without hesitation.

As the space vortex approached, Yan Lan felt her body attracted by a huge energy and she couldn't help but fall into it.

Yan Lan turned around and the Yan tribe under her was covered with thick mud and stones, so it was hard to see half a person.

Thousands of feet away, the remaining monks of the enemy clan had not yet left. They looked at the incredible scene in front of them with different expressions.

"Don't let the Yan boy enter the passage, hurry!" Pang He shouted anxiously a thousand feet away.

Suddenly, three ancestors took action at the same time, and a terrifying attack rushed towards Yan Lan.

"boom!"

The three ancestors were a hundred feet away and were stopped by a black shadow. The black shadow was hit by a force of gravity and threw it towards Yan Lan.

Yan Lan's body was already in most of the time. Seeing that those forces still did not let him go, seeing that the mountain man in the brutal storm risked his life to block the three ancestors' powerful attacks for him, endless anger surged in his heart.

"The Shengfengzong, Zhou clan, Pang family, Ouyang family, Nangong family, Ji family, Wuzong, Situ family, I, Yan Lan and you have a huge blood feud. I will never die. I will destroy your clan. It is not enough to sacrifice the souls of my clan, it is not enough to calm the pain of my bereavement and love, it is not enough to vent my anger. Today, I swear that you must repay thousands of times in the future. If you do not revenge this hatred, you will be a son of man, come to the world in vain, live in vain..."

The roar echoed over Tian6, like a volcanic explosion that has been silent for thousands of years, releasing the power of covering the sky and the sun.

The roar was still echoing, and Yan Lan's figure had completely disappeared into the vortex of space.

After half a stick of incense, the Yan tribe's domain was completely sealed under the black mud and stone, and a huge roar suddenly occurred. The entire Yan tribe's domain seemed to have been suddenly hollowed out, sank on the ground, causing a huge amount of dust to fly.

After the roar, the dust slowly dissipated, and the Yan tribe's domain was like a circle of dark black compass covered with mysterious patterns, and from time to time there was a faint light wandering around, releasing the aura of ancient and old.

Seeing this, everyone was shocked by the final measures of the Yan clan. They had to admit that, as an ancient family, the Yan clan has declined now, but its background cannot be underestimated.

This time, the Yan clan was at the cost of self-banning in exchange for a glimmer of hope. If Yan Lan encountered an accident and could not come back to untie the seal, the Yan clan would be permanently banned here.

The three ancestors looked at each other, snorted angrily, and flew over the Yan clan's ban formation. Suddenly, they felt that the closer they were, the heavier the pressure, so they had to turn around and return. Then the three of them worked together to launch a powerful attack and hit the ban formation. Before the attack energy was approaching, they exploded in the air, and the ban formation was not damaged at all.

"The ancestors of the Yan clan are really good methods. This formation cannot be broken by us. Let's go!" The ancestor of the Shengfeng Sect twitched a few times, and snorted dissatisfied, and then called the remaining monks of the Shengfeng Sect to return to the sect.

Seeing that the three ancestors could not do anything to this forbidden formation, it would be useless to stay here for too many of them, so they turned back and left.

The originally prosperous and ethereal Yan tribe field has become a place without any vitality, scattering a sad atmosphere.

All the tribesmen are waiting for the return of that young man in eternal years.

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[The ending of this battle of the Yan clan is a bit sad, but this is the beginning of Yan Lan's true rise. The fairy will not let this scene become a tragedy. Next, Yan Lan will go to the world to show off her skills, all kinds of passionate, refreshing, and mysterious stories. Please pay attention to "The Immortal Taming God"]
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