Xuan Gu smiled leisurely and stroked his long beard and said, "It's interesting, really interesting. The more secrets this child is, the more worth the death of the person who died because of him."

Xuanshan's lonely eyes narrowed slightly, and he nodded immediately and said, "What the clan leader said is not bad. If this son is worthless, then our clan's loss of such great power is indeed not worth it. Now, it is time to order the final killing!"

Xuan Gu shook his head slightly and said, "The time has not come, wait and see!"

Xuanshan looked at Xuan Gu alone, and he could not understand Xuan Gu's thoughts.

It’s like I can’t understand Xuan Gu’s cultivation level at all times.

As one of the ten cultivators on the battle list, Xuanshan Gu knew clearly that the difference between him and Xuan Gu was only four, but the difference in strength was like clouds.

Xuan Gu was like a towering mountain in front of him, and it was hard to guess.

What is even more difficult to understand is that Xuan Gu rarely gets really angry.

In other words, Xuanshan Gu has never seen what kind of power he will explode with Xuangu's full force.

...

Thousand miles above the sky, Yan Lan waved his right hand and sacrificed the seven elders of the Xuan clan and a puppet.

Yan Lan's eyes were cold: "Xuan Clan, since you used the Second Patriarch to kill us, then you can also taste the taste of killing our own people!"

Yan Lan's mind moved, and the seven elders of the Xuan clan and the Ji Pu rushed to the three elders of the Xuan clan.

Previously, two puppet killers blocked two attacks for Yan Lan, but were torn by thunder and shattered, and had completely lost their combat power.

When the third elder of the Xuan clan saw the seventh elder coming towards him, he immediately roared: "Yan Lan, it turns out that several elders of our clan are really killed and captured by you. Today, you will not die well."

Before he finished speaking, the seventh elders fought with the third elders.

Ji Puji is also entangled with the fourth elder.

In front of Yan Lan, only the second elder of the Xuan clan was left, one of the tenth cultivators on the battlefield.

Yan Lan stared at the eyes and saw that the second elder was just a little chaotic, and his condition was much better than the third elder and fourth elders.

"I am worthy of being one of the ten cultivators on the battlefield. My cultivation is extremely strong, which is unexpected. Even the Purple Eagle of Ming Lei was shocked by him. With my cultivation, it is difficult to hurt him."

Yan Lan held his breath and focused his mind, staring at the second elder's eyes tightly.

The second elder shook his sleeves and returned to his master's appearance, and said coldly: "Child Yan Lan, I underestimated you. Although I already knew that you had this trick, I still resisted it in person, and even destroyed my six most powerful puppet killing puppets. If you are not from the Gangtian Gate, I really want to make friends with you. Unfortunately, there is a huge blood feud between you and me, and I will never stop until death!"

Yan Lan smiled coldly and said, "Second Elder, we would not have had such a great hatred. Some of your Xuan clan thinks they are smart and are arrogant and killing me repeatedly. They even attacked my sect and killed my fellow disciples. I endured it again and again, and gave in again and again, but you pressed it step by step, but you had thought that the consequences of forcing me to kill me were that your Xuan clan would have to pay a heavy price."

The second elder said sinisterly: "It's time to come, and it's useless to say more. Just as you will occupy your family and destroy the clan, our clan will destroy the Gangtian Gate and cut off all cause and effect. Let this hatred be destroyed forever."

Yan Lan clenched his fist and said, "How did you know that it was this sect that was ultimately destroyed, not your Xuan clan?"

The second elder laughed wildly and said, "Hahaha, ignorant child, my clan's foundation is so strong that you can see through it. Even if I am the tenth cultivator on the battle list, I am just a little elder of my clan. Your cultivation is not my opponent. But you have endless trump cards, so don't let me kill you easily!"

Yan Lan shook her head and said, "You old man, you are not qualified to let me use your trump card."

Before he finished speaking, Yan Lan's mind suddenly moved, and the thunder and purple eagle suddenly burst into a thunder and a thunder sound.

At this moment, Yan Lan bit his teeth, and the powerful thunder soul power was like a terrifying wave of destruction, roaring towards the soul of the second elder.

"The word "Tiandao" thunder!"

Yan Lan pinched his hand and a thunder seal cut through the sky and sealed heavily on the second elder's chest.

At this moment, the second elder felt the soul roaring and thunder rolling, which was so boiling to the extreme.

I felt a strange thunder seal blowing in my chest, turning into a powerful force of separation, trying to tear his body and soul apart.

"Child Yan Lan, you underestimate me. Even if you have a treasure that goes against the sky, you will not be able to hurt me."

Although the second elder's eyes flashed with pain, he did not retreat. With a sudden sniffle, a white light shone out from him.

In the blink of an eye, it seemed that there was a powerful force of cleaning, sweeping out all the remaining powers of the second elder.

"Ten Thousand Array Seals, Body and Soul-Suppressing!"

Yan Lan's eyes widened, and the second elder saw a faint light surging out, shooting towards him quickly.

"You cannot hide in the Zen space and know yourself and your enemy, and you will have a chance of victory."

Yan Lan did not choose to avoid it. If you want to understand the magic of the Xuan clan and kill a stronger cultivator of the Xuan clan, you must try the method with your own body and know the power of the Xuan clan forbidden array and forbidden techniques.

With a whistle, a faint light enveloped Yan Lan.

Yan Lan felt like a basin of ice water, which suddenly splashed from head to toe, and his body and soul felt a biting chill in an instant.

"What, the body cannot move!"

Yan Lan was about to resist, but suddenly he found that his hands and feet had been sealed, as if they were frozen and were out of control.

"The soul and soul are also slowly freezing. The Xuan clan's ten thousand seals have endless changes, and can be killed or sealed. No wonder the Xuan clan becomes the overlord."

Yan Lan broke free violently, but he always seemed to be imprisoned in place, and even could not even give orders to the Purple Eagle of Ming Lei.

However, the Purple Celestial Swordsman was wise after all. Without Yan Lan's order, it knew that Yan Lan was in danger and immediately roared. The sound of the thunder was like a huge wave, constantly rushing into the soul of the second elder.

The second elder was about to step towards Yan Lan, and the sound of thunder came from his soul again. He stared at the Purple Eagle of Ming Lei sideways and snorted: "With your sound, I want to hurt me, it's just a dream! Get out!"

The second elder pinched his hand and a strange array seal seemed to be specially used to target ferocious beasts, and was immediately imprinted on the purple eagle's head.

"Chee..."

The purple eagle screamed shrillly, its huge body fluttered violently, and its vitality quickly dissipated, falling down towards the earth.

Yan Lan's eyes were slightly shocked and said to himself: "Is this the strength of the tenth cultivation on the battle list? The nine-Yanying Infant Change Period is so much stronger than the eight-Yanying Infant Change Period. Can the ten people in the tenth cultivation on the battle list all reach the nine-Yanying Infant Change Period?"

Yan Lan already knew that among the three major forces, the elders in high positions all had the seven-inducing to eight-inducing infant transformation periods.

However, he never knew the level of cultivation of the tenth cultivation on the battlefield.

In front of the Xuan Clan's Ancestral Tower, Yan Lan was shocked by a mysterious master in the tower with a roar. He vaguely knew that the man's cultivation was unpredictable and he was definitely the one who was at the top of the tenth cultivation list of the battle list.

The tenth cultivation of the battle list is the most incomprehensible person he cannot understand in this million-mile territory except for the untrue immortals on the ground, Gongzu Shuxu, Duan Chi Jinghong and others.

The second elder shot down the Purple Eagle of Thunder and smiled sinisterly and walked slowly towards Yan Lan. (To be continued.)
Chapter completed!