Yan Lan could clearly feel that when the golden power exploded, the pressure around his arms suddenly lightened, and then he saw hundreds of thunder blades. The moment the golden power touched, they lost their original

of edge.

In the blink of an eye, the monk watching the battle saw a wisp of golden light suddenly erupting from the rolling thunder blade.

Together!

Two ways!

…

After a moment, countless golden lights penetrated from the thunder blade storm, like golden hedgehogs.

"What...is going on?" Just when Situ Zhaoyun was full of confidence, he suddenly found that his Ten Thousand Killing Thunder Blade seemed to have encountered a more ferocious force, and it suddenly succumbed.

At this moment, Situ Hengyi, who was filled with lust, suddenly felt as if he had eaten a fly, his face suddenly froze, and his old eyes revealed strong disbelief.

"What is this thing? What is going on with the Yan Clan? How can they have such weird and terrifying energy? How come the Yan Clan was not so powerful in previous martial arts test ceremonies?" Even though Situ Hengyi racked his brains, he couldn't figure it out.

I can't think of a reason. I can only stare at the competition within the circle with eyes as big as copper bells.

The top leaders of the first-class forces such as Master Wangshi, Zhou Tianfeng, and Pang He also showed incredulous expressions at this moment. They were extremely unfamiliar with this golden power.

For some reason, the golden superpower gave them no sense of evil. Instead, a peaceful and majestic majesty enveloped their hearts, as if an ancient god had descended from the sky, giving them the urge to prostrate themselves in submission.

However, this is just a very subtle feeling, because the golden power Yan Lan pulled out is not large enough, and their cultivation base is very high, and the distance is very far. With their keen induction, they just felt that there is such a feeling.

Strange feeling.

The monks watching the battle were all very strong in cultivation, and they were quite confused about this strange feeling. It was just that this feeling was relatively mild, and most of them were slightly confused and didn't take it to heart anymore.

At this moment, who wins and loses between Yan Lan and Situ Zhaoyun is what everyone is paying attention to.

Yan Yaoji looked at the golden power released by Yan Lan, and his pupils suddenly tightened. Even though he was the leader of the Yan clan, he didn't know the secrets of Yan Lan. At this moment, seeing that Yan Lan could release such strange energy, he

He couldn't help but be startled, but he was extremely lucky in his heart. No matter what, Yan Lan's strength was a blessing to the Yan clan.

Within the circle, Yan Lan's face was light and his hands were dancing freely. The golden superpowers were like the golden chains on his body, floating up and down with his gestures, calmly and calmly dissipating the attack power of the Ten Thousand Killing Thunder Blades.

"Fortunately, I have the Zen heart of kindness left to me by my mother. Otherwise, I'm afraid it would be really difficult for me to win this battle. In the future, I still need to practice a lot, and I can't always rely on treasures."

The more Yan Lan saw the mystery of the golden power, the more he marveled at what kind of existence his mother was.

At this moment, no matter how Situ Zhaoyun blessed the thunder energy, the thunder blade would always collapse like a moth to a flame.

"No...it's impossible. My thunder pill, combined with the Ten Thousand Killing Thunder Blade, is impossible to defeat. I don't care what kind of magic this is, I must win."

Situ Zhaoyun's eyes flashed with cold light, his hair was dancing wildly, his face was ferocious, and his whole person suddenly became crazy.

"I want to see whether you have more golden energy or my thunder pill has more energy! Thunder pill, shatter!"

Situ Zhaoyun gritted his teeth fiercely, and the thunder pill in his dantian suddenly turned into thousands of thunderbolts, which were released surgingly along the meridians all over his body.

At this moment, the space around Situ Zhaoyun began to tremble slightly, which showed how powerful the thunder pill in his body was.

The Ten Thousand Killing Thunder Blade received the blessing of huge thunder energy, and its momentum suddenly surged. Another wave of thunder blade attacks instantly enveloped Yan Lan and the golden superpower.

The huge thunder blade storm once again obscured Yan Lan's figure.

"Hahaha... I want to crush you, but I don't believe that you are made of steel. My Ten Thousand Killing Thunder Blade, let alone your human body, is a huge dark iron stone. I can crush it as well.

Jifen.”

Situ Zhaoyun's crazy shouts echoed throughout the venue.

Yan Lan was in the thunder blade storm, but she did not panic at all. Instead, she looked sharply and sneered: "Using energy with me is like a small tree shaking a tree!"

The golden superpower in the Zen Heart Space is like an endless sea. Compared with Situ Zhaoyun's seemingly powerful thunder pill, it is like the light of a firefly competing with the sun.

In the blink of an eye, Yan Lan had entered and exited the Zen Heart Space, and above both palms was an even larger golden ball.

"Since my mother gave me such a powerful power, I can't disgrace my mother or my family. Domineering, haha, only with strength can you be domineering. Mother, at this moment, let me borrow your power to be domineering

Once!"

Yan Lan stared at the two golden balls, feeling the thunder blade storm that was constantly pressing around him, and a sharp look appeared in his eyes.

"Little Situ, what can this little power do to me?"

Yan Lan shouted violently and fired a golden power upwards. After breaking through a crack in the Thunder Blade Storm, he jumped up and rushed ten feet into the air, looking down.

On both palms, golden superpowers flowed and shimmered, making Yan Lan's body shine as if made of gold.

Everyone raised their heads and stared at the energy on Yan Lan's palms, their brows full of doubts.

Master Wangshi's eyes narrowed, and he secretly said: "I have lived for hundreds of years and have never seen this energy before. Could it be that this golden energy is not owned by Tianlu at all? Could it be..."

The corners of Master Wangshi's eyes twitched a few times, and his eyes immediately turned to Yan Yaoji. Yan Yaoji also showed a hint of surprise, which made him even more puzzled.

"Could it be that the golden energy was given by someone with great supernatural powers, or did Yan Lan get it from somewhere by some chance?"

The Forgotten Master rolled his eyes a few times and swallowed, with a hint of greed in his expression.

His knowledge is enough to tell that the rarity of this golden superpower is definitely not as rare as that of the ancient beast. The pursuit of power is a desire that most monks cannot control.

The eyes of other high-level officials from major forces also revealed some different meanings.

Above the sky, Yan Lan looked down at Situ Zhaoyun and shouted: "Situ Xiaoer, if you want to destroy me, don't blame me for being ruthless."

After Yan Lan said this, he closed his hands and the two golden balls merged into one, releasing an even greater majesty.

Immediately, Yan Lan moved quickly, carrying a huge golden ball, and rushed towards Situ Zhaoyun.

Situ Zhaoyun was slightly surprised, but he immediately came to his senses and shouted at the top of his lungs: "It's not that easy to destroy me."
Chapter completed!