"boom……"

Everyone felt that there was a huge thunder in their hearts, as if there was a huge amount of ferocious power hidden in their sheath.

Pull out a gap the size of a thread and you will have such a power. If you really pull it out like the Fourth Ancestor, you will probably be extremely powerful and no one in the audience can resist it.

The old Taoist with his chest turned red and he was about to force him to suppress him, but unexpectedly, the thunder in his hand suddenly burst out, like a thunderbolt that knocked him back.

The old Taoist with his chest bare chest used three defensive skills in succession, and just stood at 300 feet tall, he could only see his breath being messy, his body wandering around with thunder, and his face was filled with horror.

Yan Lan took the ancient letter, slapped his palm, sealed the ancient letter into the sheath, closed the mechanism, and carried it behind his back.

The old Taoist bare chest took ten breaths to calm down the energy of his restlessness and walked towards everyone with a look of surprise.

When he came to everyone, the old Taoist with his chest shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Three old monsters, the power of Yan Lan's sword is far above my estimate. If I pulled out all this sword just now, my fate today would be the same as the old monster of the Fourth Patriarch. Yan Lan said it is true, and the old Taoist dares to use this old life to guarantee him."

The disciples such as Kuang Yuanwu, Lan Tianzong opened their mouths in surprise. The previous fluctuations were vividly reflected in everyone's eyes, without any falsehood.

Yan Lan said proudly: "Yuan Quan, all the senior brothers and sisters, do you still have any doubts?"

Yuan Quan looked at the sword behind Yan Lan in disbelief. His cultivation was higher than Yan Lan, but Yan Lan could obtain such a heavy treasure. He now knew that the Fourth Ancestor's death was entirely his own death, no wonder Yan Lan. However, Yan Lan's possession of this treasure made him also feel jealous.

"Yan Lan, no matter what, my master died because of you. Since this sword killed my master, then you hand over this sword to comfort the master's spirit in heaven."

Yuan Quanyi shouted sternly, as if it was natural.

Yan Lan was able to talk to the Gangtianmen people calmly. All because of the barefoot old ghost. In addition, because of Qingxuan, he had a different feeling for Tiangangmen or Gangtianmen.

But he had taken a few steps back, and if someone was aggressive, he could not bear it anymore.

Yan Lan snorted angrily, threw the ancient certificate behind him, and threw it in front of Yuan Quan. He shouted: "Senior Brother Yuan, I respect you as a senior brother and a disciple of the Fourth Patriarch, so I have to endure it again and again. Okay, since Senior Brother Yuan wants my sword, I will give it to you. If you can accept it, I will give it to you."

The barefoot old ghost looked at Yuan Quan, a little displeased.

The Fifth Patriarch, the Sixth Patriarch, and the three old Taoists with their breasts were also staring at Yuan Quan.

Yuan Quan's actions were indeed a bit out of the way.

However, Yan Lan is not a cowardly and incompetent person. Now, the fight between the younger generation is for the younger generation to be resolved by the younger generation for the time being.

Kuang Yuanwu, Lan Tianzong and others knew the truth at this moment, and their misunderstanding of Yan Lan disappeared without a trace. They looked squinting at Yuan Quan's behavior. They were quite disgusted.

But there were many disciples with their eyes showing a fiery light. Yuan Quan obtained this sword and his strength would become the number one person in the Gangtian Sect in the future. Such temptation, who would not feel envious?

However, they don’t have such reasonable reasons as Yuan Quan.

Yuan Quan looked at Lei Fei Gu Di with gaze, then raised his eyes and stared at Yan Lan and said, "This sword kills my master, I want to get the weapon back. What's wrong with that?"

At this moment, Yuan Quan said in his heart: "Even if I am unable to control this sword now, I have it for myself. One day, my strength will be able to control it."

With a narrowed eye, Yuan Quan stretched out his five fingers to Lei Fei Gu's Ancient Certificate and shouted: "Come!"

Yuan Quan's fingers on the storage ring, and an invisible fluctuation was emitted, but the ancient thunder penalty was still motionless.

Yan Lan raised the corner of her mouth slightly. The ancient thunder punishment certificate and his mustard bracelet could not be contained, not to mention that it was just an ordinary space storage ring!

At present, except for the Zen Heart Space, there is no storage magic weapon that can store ancient thunder punishment certificates.

Yuan Quanluo was puzzled and then shouted again: "Come."

However, the ancient thunder and punishment letter still remained motionless, standing quietly in the square like a sculpture.

At this moment, no one would think that such a quiet ancient thunder punishment is a good person.

Yuan Quan's expression was distorted and he shouted "Che" several times. Unfortunately, he still could not take the ancient certificate into the storage ring.

This scene was seen by the four great ancestors and more than 30 disciples, all of whom were staring at this scene, with their eyes wide open and their incredible expressions.

There are magic weapons that cannot be collected from the storage rings in the world. They have never even heard of them. They are really strange.

Yan Lan showed a sarcastic look and said, "Senior Brother Yuan, if you can't store it, then pick it up with your hands, as long as you have the courage."

Instead of reaching out to grab it, Yuan Quan took two steps back cautiously.

"Yuan Quan, a high-level magic weapon, those who are destined to get it. Since it is not your thing, you cannot get it. You should give up, so as not to be at ease in the fourth ancestor monster."

The Fifth Ancestor really couldn't stand this farce, so he had to speak out and persuade him.

Then, the Fifth Ancestor turned to Yan Lan and said, "Yan Lan, put away this sword and keep it for good. Since you have no connection with the Xuan Clan and are not the murderer of the Fourth Ancestor, all this will end here. Now, more importantly, the two elders of the Xuan Clan have died, and the Xuan Clan will inevitably speed up the attack on this sect. All disciples obey the orders, and then focus all their energy on practicing magic tricks and fighting against foreign enemies. If anyone is distracted, I will punish him and will not give anyone face."

"yes!"

All disciples bowed their orders.

Yuan Quan looked around and bit his teeth. Now that the Fourth Patriarch is dead, he now feels like a broken dog. In the Gangtian Gate, it is like a house-living under someone else's roof, and he can accommodate him without any inch. With a slight sigh, he turned around and left.

Yan Lan waved his hand and took back the ancient thunder punishment certificate. He carried it behind him. He came to the barefoot old ghost. He flipped his palm and pressed it behind the old ghost, activated the thick golden Buddha power, trying his best to repair the old ghost's injuries.

The Fifth Patriarch looked at Yuan Quan's lonely back, shook his head and sighed, "Yuan Quan, the Fourth Patriarch is dead, you are the highest cultivation level under the Fourth Patriarch. According to the rules, you should re-establish the Fourth Patriarch. However, your cultivation level is not enough and you cannot take on this important task for the time being. You should first join me. When you have enough cultivation level, you will be the Fourth Patriarch of this sect. I hope you will be impetuous, practice well, and not humiliate the reputation of the Fourth Patriarch."

Yuan Quan stopped and nodded immediately, saying, "Thank you for the Fifth Ancestor. I will take the order. I will go to practice first. If you want to kill the thief of the Xuan clan, be sure to notify the disciples. I will never humiliate the power of the Fourth Ancestor."

After saying that, he turned into a long rainbow and rushed away.

Yan Lan did not care about Yuan Quan's affairs. At present, the old ghost was seriously injured and even damaged the foundation. Generally, the elixir and medical skills were difficult to cure the root of the old ghost's disease. He tried to nourish it with the power of the golden Buddha, which might make the old ghost heal.

After a stick of incense, a smile appeared on the corner of Yan Lan's mouth. He realized that the old ghost's injury was nourished by the golden Buddha power and was about to recover.

After three incense sticks, Yan Lan put his palms away, exhaled a heavy breath of turbid air, and said happily: "Fortunately, Master's injury is not serious. It's just a waste of spiritual power for the time being. After another month or two, you can recover as before."

The old Taoist with his chest was slightly stunned and said in surprise: "Yan Lan, this... in this way, will the old ghost's injuries be healed?"

Yan Lan raised the corner of her mouth and nodded.

The old Taoist with his chest bare chest came behind the old ghost, poked his palm out, urged his spiritual power to circle the old ghost's body, and immediately glared and said, "You...how did you do it? In just three incense sticks, you will completely heal the wound that the old ghost has been unable to eradicate for three years..."

The Fifth Patriarch and the Sixth Patriarch also stared in surprise. They also knew the old ghost's injuries very well. Not to mention the three incense sticks, it would be difficult to completely heal even in three years.

Many disciples stared at Yan Lan like they were looking at monsters. The things that were born on Yan Lan one after another were too incredible.

Yan Lan smiled and waved her hand, saying, "The secret recipe passed down from ancestors, hehe!"

The barefoot old ghost opened his eyes, stretched his legs and smiled comfortably, "Haha, comfortable, comfortable, old ghost, I thought it would take three years to bed, and I didn't expect it to recover so soon. I've told you old guys long ago, don't doubt Yan Lan."

Suddenly, the barefoot old ghost frowned and slapped his head and said, "Oh, I'm so confused. Yan Lan has come back. It's time for my disciples to notify them to come back. There is no news at all, so don't be lost when you are outside."
Chapter completed!