The expressions of the cultivators of Gangtian Sect suddenly changed drastically, and under such a might, they could not help but retreat.

The Third Ancestor looked up at the sky with a shocked face: "Yan Lan's palm is even scared. His cultivation..."

The Third Ancestor slowly lowered his eyes and moved to Yan Lan, and his mind roared violently.

He could not imagine that a young man who had not used any magic weapons and magic weapons could shock him with just one palm.

Even this kind of horror was not so strong when facing the Second Ancestor Ji Puji and the Second Elder of the Xuan Clan.

More importantly, Yan Lan's palm is to cover the Xuan clan, not to target the Three Ancestors.

The old Taoist with a big belly on his chest and stared at the barefoot old ghost, said, "Old ghost, when did your disciple become so powerful? It's simply terrifying!"

The Fifth Ancestor waved his gorgeous sleeves and looked at the sky and murmured: "Yan Lan's cultivation is comparable to that of us old guys!"

The Sixth Patriarch took a deep breath and said, "It's not a companion, but this kid's cultivation has clearly surpassed our old monsters. We are really old..."

The barefoot old ghost smiled and said, "No need to take action, the bastards of the Xuan clan are dead!"

But in his heart, he said with great pride: "Hehe, you old monsters looked down on me at the time. Now, you finally know what I see in my old ghost!"

...

Just as the ancestors were communicating, Yan Lan had already accumulated momentum and shouted loudly, and the huge palm fell down with a loud bang.

The clouds all over the sky fled around, soaring into the sky from the edge of the giant palm and the gap between the fingers, as if the sky was about to boil.

Under the giant palm, the air compressed to the extreme, like a sky cover, crushed by the giant palm.

The Xuan clan was frightened, and even the ferocious beasts roared in panic, but they were still unable to move.

"Boom..."

The giant palm suppressed it down and slapped the Xuan clan members on the charred earth, none of which were spared.

The land of thousands of miles was shocked violently, as if it was bearing Yan Lan's anger.

A large amount of dust stirred up and then soared into the sky, connecting the sky and the earth, and even the clouds that escaped by luck in the sky were stained with dust and turned gray and yellow.

Everyone in Gangtianmen swallowed their saliva, and everything in front of them was like a dream.

After a long time, the dust disappeared and a palm print was left on the charred earth.

The palm print is tens of feet in a radius and dozens of feet deep underground. It is like a palm creating a valley.

Everyone in Gangtianmen looked at the palm print valley and tried to find the remains of the Xuan clan.

The Third Ancestor shook his head and said, "Don't look for it. Under this palm, the Xuan clan's body turned into ashes, and both body and spirit were destroyed. It is impossible to find any trace."

Everyone took a breath of cold air, their eyes poured on Yan Lan in an instant, and their minds were shaken strongly.

That palm could be said to have shaken dozens of powerful people in the seven-eight-eight-infant-infant-infant-infant-infant-infant-infant-infant-infant-infant-infant-infant-infant-infant-infant-infant-infant-infant-infant-infant-infant-infant-infant-infant-infant-infant

Yan Lan closed his palms, put away several storage rings, and then threw them away, and the nine ferocious beast spirit cores flew up. At the same time, the thunder purple eagle flew up and swallowed the nine beast cores in big mouths.

Then, the thunder and purple carving flapped its wings and landed on the ground, standing proudly like a mountain.

Yan Lan let out a heavy breath and hurried to the ancestors. He worshiped respectfully: "Disciple Yan Lan, pay homage to Master Lao Gui, pay homage to the third, fifth, sixth, and seventh ancestors, and meet all the senior brothers and sisters!"

The barefoot old ghost immediately laughed and said, "Haha, Yan Lan, don't be so polite. The old ghost really did not read you wrong, haha!"

The Third Ancestor nodded slightly. Yan Lan has such strength and is so humble and polite, which is extremely rare.

The other disciples also whispered to each other, and suddenly felt that Yan Lan was quite pleased with her.

Even the disciples who had conflicts with Yan Lan before had to be impressed by Yan Lan's strength.

The old Taoist with his chest looked at Yan Lan and shook his head and said, "Oh, when the old Taoist saw you, he liked you very much, but unfortunately the old ghost refused to let go."

Then, the old Taoist with his chest bare chest looked at the barefoot old ghost again: "Old ghost, you have been scattered all your life and have been sloppy all your life. I don't accept you in anything, but you only like Yan Lan and accept him as a disciple. I admire the old Taoist so much that I admire you."

The Sixth Patriarch also sighed: "At the beginning, I tested Yan Lan with the Nine Seals Immortal Palm, but I still remember it vividly. I didn't expect that in just half a year, I grew up to this point, which was really like a dream."

The Fifth Ancestor stroked his beard and smiled: "Haha, yes, Yan Lan cut off my six stone pillars half a year ago. It was shocking at the time, but compared to now, that incident was really not surprising!"

Yan Lan smiled and said, "The disciples have achieved success today. They are all taught by Master Lao Gui and the ancestors well, and they also have great trust in their disciples. Otherwise, they will definitely feel resentful and their hearts are unstable. How can they achieve this achievement!"

"Hahaha……"

All the ancestors laughed, and Yan Lan's humility made them feel particularly friendly.

After chatting for a while, Yan Lan said, "Ancestors, my fellow disciples, although the mountain gate of this sect has been destroyed, the thousands of miles of mountains have been turned into scorched earth. However, if there is no mountain gate in the sect, we should rebuild the mountain gate and integrate our power. In this way, we can not only shock the Xuan clan, but also exalt our power."

When the Third Ancestor heard this, he nodded immediately and said, "I agree with what Yan Lan said!"

The disciples were very excited. They had been in the secret sect space for a long time and had been impatient. Now that they are rebuilt the mountain gate, they are naturally extremely excited.

The Fifth Ancestor nodded and said, "It's so great, but unfortunately this place has been destroyed, all spirits have withered, and the spiritual veins have been broken. It's time to choose a new spiritual vein treasure land, which is the right place!"

The Sixth Patriarch said: "What the Fifth Patriarch said is very much. Unfortunately, this spiritual vein treasure land within a million miles of territory has long been occupied by forces of all sizes. Although this sect is powerful, it is not easy to destroy the whole sect and seize the treasure land. It seems that we can only retreat and find a place that has not been destroyed."

The other ancestors and disciples nodded helplessly.

Yan Lan's eyes flashed a few times, looking at the land of thousands of miles. Once upon a time, the spiritual energy here was rich, the clouds were steeped in the clouds, and the mountains and rivers were stacked, which was an excellent place for the Taoist Immortal Palace.

Not only that, here also carries thousands of memories from Gangtian Gate.

There are many things and many places that make Yan Lan feel aftertaste and full of nostalgia.

Taking a deep breath, Yan Lan looked into the distance and said, "I don't want to change to another place. If I can be reborn from a defeated place, it will make outsiders more amazed at the strength of this sect."

"Since all spirits have withered, then they will be revitalized; since the spiritual vein has been broken, then they will be reunited. I want this place to recover as before!"

After Yan Lan finished speaking, he jumped up in the horrified eyes of everyone.

The cultivation level of the divine stage is enough to move mountains and fill seas, draw rivers into 6, and grab the ground into lakes, which is definitely not comparable to the cultivation level of the infant transformation stage.

Yan Lan stood in the air, her cultivation was running wildly, and she immediately transformed into a pair of big hands and grabbed the earth.

Two big hands, thousands of feet tall, made of earth to form hills, piled up stones to form mountains, and digged the ground to form rivers.

The cultivators of Gangtian Sect looked at this shocking scene and were shocked and excited. Yan Lan's method was astonishing as an ancient god, shocking the heavens and the magnificent. (To be continued.)
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