Everyone's mind trembled and turned their heads to look at Diaoming.

This sound is clearly the sound of Yan Lan's thunder and purple eagle's hissing.

There was no sculpture, but a thousand-foot golden hand was seen, and it was coming through the air at a speed of lightning. It roared and violently grabbed the Piercing Cone.

At this moment, the tip of the cone of the Piercing Sky was only three feet away from the protection sect formation.

In an instant, the downward trend of the Piercing Cone decreased sharply, but it did not stop completely, and it still slowly fell to a level visible to the naked eye.

"Everyone please avoid it!"

A loud shout, with unquestionable majesty, fell into the ears of the cultivators.

"This is Yan Lan's voice, please avoid it!"

The Third Ancestor shouted loudly without hesitation and retreated first.

Seeing this, the other monks did not dare to hesitate and avoided them.

Thousands of miles away, the onlookers saw this and stared at them.

"Yan Lan's son is indeed arrogant. He could not stop the Piercing Cone before. Could it be that he can do it now?"

"As sooner or later, the Gangtian Sect will be destroyed by this little guy who is ignorant of the sky and the earth!"

"The Chuantian Cone is the object of Xuan Valley. Xuan Valley has not been taken back, which means Xuan Valley has absolute confidence to destroy the sect protection formation, and is not worried that the Chuantian Cone will be taken away by others!"

“…”

The cultivators avoided it, and a huge sculpture came from the sky and the earth.

Yan Lan stood proudly above Minglei Zi Diao's head, and behind him were the three Tonghuans, all of whom looked unharmed.

The tip of the Sky-Tuning Cone is one meter away from the protection sect formation.

Yan Lan flew up and shouted in his heart: "The extreme holy power of the Tao, the essence of Ren Water!"

A giant clear light hand and a giant water-shaped hand rushed out of Yan Lan's palm and grabbed it domineeringly on the cone of the sky.

"move!"

Yan Lan roared, and the buzzing cone that had been up and down had a buzzing sound, and the tip of the cone began to slowly shift.

The cultivators looked shocked. The power of hundreds of people was enough to move the sky-piercing cone, which was actually moved by Yan Lan alone.

Yan Lan's body trembled slightly, and he felt that the Tianzeng Cone seemed to be pulled by countless thin lines. Although he used the strongest power, it was still extremely difficult to move the Tianzeng Cone.

"This cone is not an ordinary object. There is also a ban on Xuangu spiritual consciousness, which Xuangu can be taken away at any time."

Yan Lan narrowed his eyes slightly and raised the corners of his mouth slightly: "But, how can someone else take away the things I like!"

With his mind moving, Yan Lan's body disappeared, and the Thousand-Step Penetration Cone disappeared without a trace.

Whether it was the Gangtian Sect cultivator or the onlookers, they all stared at Yan Lan's breath.

"I can't find any breath!"

"Even the momentum of the Piercing Sky Cone has completely disappeared, how can Yan Lan do it?"

"Can Yan Lan's power be able to tear open the void and hide the Piercing Sky Cone?"

"Impossible. Legend has it that only cultivators in the third level of the Heaven-Nii Realm have the power to tear open the void, and Yan Lanqiu could not do it."

“…”

The cultivators were shocked again and filled with doubts.

Even the untrue immortal raised his eyebrows. Because with his ability, he could not see through what methods Yan Lan had used.

Yan Lan put the Chuantian Cone into the Zen Heart Space, and immediately, regardless of everything, the powerful thunder soul power invaded the Chuantian Cone, and destroyed the Xuangu Spiritual Confinement ban on it overbearingly.

In the Xuan Clan's ancestral tower, Xuan Gu's body shook suddenly, and he immediately took two steps back, and his face appeared pale.

"Impossible, how could he move the Sky-Pengxing Cone, and how could he destroy my husband's spiritual consciousness restrictions in an instant?"

Xuan Gu ignored the surging breath in his body, stared at the light curtain wide, and continued to murmur: "Children Yan Lan, I underestimate you. I left a third eye on the Piercing Cone. I originally wanted to see what secrets you are hiding through this eye, and where will I bring Piercing Cone to."

"But before I can see clearly, you can erase my spiritual consciousness ban. Although I know that you are very powerful, I still underestimate you!"

Xuan Gu sighed and then stared: "But at that moment, I still saw something. The space was surrounded by golden color. Where was there, and what unknown thing was hidden?"

"The sky-piercing cone is my treasure!"

Xuan Gu hammered his chest, and even with his position as the leader of the Xuan clan, he was still heartbroken.

As long as the spiritual consciousness prohibition is not erased, Xuan Gu will have the confidence to withdraw the sky-piercing cone, even if it is a million miles apart.

But now, Xuan Gu has lost contact with the Chuantian Cone. Even if the Chuantian Cone is close to him, he cannot sense it.

In the Zen mind space.

Yan Lan erased the Xuangu spiritual consciousness ban, forced out a drop of essence and blood, merged into the Sky-Pengxing Cone, and then set up his own spiritual consciousness ban.

After a moment, Yan Lan became the owner of the Sky Piercing Cone.

When the mind moves, the sky-piercing cone becomes three inches in size.

Yan Lan gently stroked the Tiantian Cone and smiled and said, "This treasure is so destructive and powerful that the cultivator of the Infant Transformation stage cannot move at all. Even with my ultimate power, it can only move slightly. If it weren't for the help of the Zen Heart Space, I might not be able to subdue it."

Yan Lan put away the cone through the sky and came out of the Zen mind space.

The cultivators still stared at the place where Yan Lan disappeared. After just a few breaths, they saw Yan Lan appear on the spot again.

Guan Yanlan looks neatly dressed and has not suffered any trauma.

Yan Lan looked around and saw that most of the monks in the Dian had left. With his soul power, he noticed the hidden figures of the monks. He did not care about those people, but came to the five ancestors, stretched out his palms, and exposed five storage rings.

"Master, Master, and all the ancestors, the things return to the original owner!"

Five rays of light bounced up and returned to the hands of the five ancestors based on the breath on the storage ring.

The Fifth Ancestor's spiritual consciousness moved and nodded, "There are quite a few of them in the storage ring."

The other ancestors did not check, but put away the storage ring. If even Yan Lan was not at ease, who else could they trust?

The Third Ancestor was afraid that Yan Lan would consume too much, so he hurriedly said, "Everyone will talk to the ground!"

Everyone landed on the ground, Yan Lan took back the Purple Eagle of Thunder, and Tong Li and the other two slowly fell down, but their faces were filled with a look of surprise and dullness.

The monks thousands of miles away also explored their spiritual consciousness without any hesitation. They wanted to know what Yan Lan had left and lightning filled with lightning.

Peng Shan looked at Yan Lan and asked carefully: "Nephew Yan Lan, those three bastards, didn't you do anything to you?"

Yan Lan shook her head gently and said, "It's not like, I'm fine!"

At this time, the two female disciples behind Yan Lan stared at her eyes and murmured in slight slight silence.

"Die, all dead, not a single living..."

"Everyone was destroyed in form and spirit, and even the corpse was not left behind. They dug the ground thousands of feet and explored the sky thousands of miles. All those who hid were dead..."

Pengshan heard the two female disciples murmur dumbly and frowned: "What are you saying, digging the ground thousands of feet and exploring the sky thousands of miles? What are the bodies and spirits that are destroyed, and the corpses are gone?"

Tong Qi took a deep breath, pursed his lips and said quietly: "The three sects of Ruifeng, Huagu and Yimen, from the Supreme Elder to the Young Disciples, all died, no one left. Moreover, from thousands of miles to ten thousand feet, they were flipped over by Yan Lan, and all the hidden people were found and killed. The three sects... were destroyed!" (To be continued.)

ps:         Good night everyone!
Chapter completed!