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Chapter nine hundred and thirty first ancient pattern forbidden body

Xuanshangu's eyes were shocked, and he looked at Xuangu in shock, and said in a voice: "Clan leader, do you really want this? The second elder is one of the tenth cultivators on the battlefield..."

Xuan Gu shook his head gently, his eyes showing indifferent light, and his voice did not fluctuate with emotion: "For the ten thousand years of foundation of our clan, anyone can sacrifice it. Including you and I, the second elder, even if he dies, he will die as his own. It is worth remembering by the clan."

Xuanshan Gu took a light breath, and he had never seen a trace of pity in Xuan Gu's eyes.

Perhaps, one day, Xuanshan Gu faced the same situation, and Xuangu still had no trace of compassion in his eyes.

"The old patriarch protects our clan for thousands of years. Perhaps in his eyes, the elders, who are younger generations, have their lifelong missions, are born to protect the family!"

Xuanshan Gu only sighed in his heart and did not dare to speak out. Their seniority is actually smaller than Xuangu.

Almost few of the same generation in Xuangu are alive.

People can't resist the erosion of time after all.

Xuanshan Gu suddenly felt a little confused: Is it glory or sad to be born in such a family and shoulder such a mission?

Should a person live for himself or for his mission?

Many people practice throughout their lives just to break through the constraints of fate, and to be free and free above the nine heavens, hoping to live with the heaven and earth and shine with the sun and the moon.

But Xuanshan is lonely, who has been practicing for thousands of years, can only stay in the family, like a puppet, without freedom.

Although it seems to be superior, it is actually not as easy and comfortable as those tribe members with poor cultivation.

Is it really worth protecting those mediocre tribe members and exhausting their extremely talented lives?

Xuanshan Gu was a little puzzled and felt sad.

However, Xuanshan Gu still had to pass the order from Xuangu to the second elder.

Thousands of miles above.

The second elder witnessed the destruction of the last ferocious beast and the shattering of the last puppet, and his desire to retreat in his heart had reached its peak.

Suddenly, the second elder's body shook, and an order came from the spiritual jade slip.

It was an order from Xuanshan Gu.

It represents Xuan Gu's meaning, and the order issued is to destroy the black fog-like strong man at all costs and then force Yan Lan to kill.

The second elder held the spiritual jade slip and his hands were trembling slightly.

He didn't feel anything when he died, he died of a puppet, he died of a ferocious beast, and he died of someone else.

But if you die, you will feel that feeling only if you experience it yourself.

A sad gaze lingered in the eyes of the second elder.

"Reminder..."

The second elder crushed the psychic jade slip and made a crisp sound, like the sound of death, paying homage to his last life.

Yan Lan's injuries have recovered by 60%. He stood in the void and put away all the Purple Eagle of the Thunder and the Golden Scale King Python.

The Purple Eagle of Ming Lei was seriously injured, and the six golden scale king pythons were also seriously injured. If they continue to fight, they will be destroyed.

These ferocious beasts have been with Yan Lan for a long time, and have been with him, fighting side by side.

Yan Lan already has some emotions about them, and she will not sacrifice them for nothing unless she is absolutely willing to do so.

Thousands of miles away, the Third Ancestor and the Second Ancestor were still fighting to the death, regardless of the difference.

Yan Lan's mind moved and ordered the tiger to assist the three ancestors in the battle.

Only Yan Lan and Hei Sha are left here.

Yan Lan stared at the second elder, noticed the sorrow in his eyes, and immediately understood what the second elder wanted to do next.

At the same time, Yan Lan also knew that as the second elder who was one of the tenth cultivators on the battlefield, his final desperate power would be unimaginable.

Even several times stronger than the previous Hand of Tianyang.

Taking a deep breath, Yan Lan narrowed her eyes and said, "Second Elder, are you really going to die?"

The second elder smiled viciously and said wildly: "Yan Lan, your mission is to protect the people you want to protect; my mission is to protect the majesty of our clan. Even if you violate the majesty of our clan, you will be killed even if you die."

The corners of his mouth raised viciously, and the second elder continued, "I really didn't expect that your combat power alone would be so powerful. If you don't look at your own cultivation level, but your overall combat power, you're enough to be on the tenth list of cultivation."

"You are very strong, your talent is rare, and your fortune is unique, but the more you do this, the less likely it is for my clan to let you go."

As he spoke, the second elder's eyes became more and more determined. He muttered something, his hands spread out, and his meridians around his body became red.

It seemed like red lightning flashes were imprinted outside the second elder's body.

Strange talisman seals burst out from the second elder's mouth and then condensed between his hands, as if combined into a more mysterious pattern.

An extremely terrifying pressure spread out, like a volcano about to swell, making people shudder.

Yan Lan's face suddenly changed and she said in surprise: "This is not the Xuan Clan's Forbidden Artifact Ten Thousand Demons Body. What kind of magic method is this? The power that explodes is enough to match the Ten Thousand Demons Body, but it is even more crazy and domineering than the Ten Thousand Demons Body."

Heisha noticed Yan Lan's shocked, and stood in front of Yan Lan, and said with great fighting spirit: "Master, let me fight for the last fight. It's been a long time since I met such a strong opponent, and I haven't been so excited for a long time."

Yan Lan looked at Heisha and frowned and said, "Heisha, are you sure?"

Hei Sha smiled grimly, hammered his chest and said, "Don't worry, I can't die!"

Yan Lan nodded slightly and then rushed towards the Third Ancestor.

Although Yan Lan really wanted to temper himself, the second elder was too strong, and his ultimate power was far beyond the limit he could bear.

Extremely hardening can only hurt the foundation or even die.

Just like when it was blown down to the earth without any resistance by the giant blood-red palm, the spiritual roots were destroyed.

When the second elder saw Yan Lan running wildly, his eyes shone brightly and shouted angrily: "Ancient pattern forbidden body!"

All runes turned into a body that was as high as nine feet tall.

The second elder's soul broke out of his body and merged into the nine-foot-red red body.

A pressure of burning the sky and boiling the sea made the earth sank and the sky lifted up.

Yan Lan turned around, her eyes flashed with surprise, and thought to herself: "The ancient pattern forbidden body and the mysterious clan's background are indeed extraordinary. Various forbidden techniques emerge one after another!"

The black evil waved his palms and turned into a nine-foot body.

"boom……"

The two bodies collided violently, making a sound like the sky collapsed.

Thousand miles of space, violent shock.

On the ground for thousands of miles, mountains collapsed, and the water from the lake and sea seemed to be scooped up by a giant hand, rolling straight into the distance.

Yan Lan felt a ray of light like a red sun, lit up thousands of miles behind him, making him unable to look directly.

A shock wave sweeping everything came, overturning him thousands of feet.

"What a terrifying power. If I had fought against it myself, I would have lost my soul."

Yan Lan finally stabilized her body and said in shock.

At this moment, the second ancestor kills the puppet and is joined by the third ancestor and the tiger evil, and is faintly at a disadvantage.

Yan Lan bit her teeth, and while the second ancestor was unable to kill the puppet, he flashed to his side, and sacrificed the Nether Prison Underworld Light and put the Second ancestor into the Nether Fire Space. (To be continued.)
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