Before Yan Lan finished speaking, the hand of the dark and powerful man paused, his expression was stagnant, and his eyes revealed a look of disbelief.

"How...how could this happen?"

The dark powerhouse lowered his head and looked in horror at Nascent Soul, which was pierced by Yan Lan's sword. For the first time, he felt that life was passing away so quickly.

Yan Lan smiled coldly and whispered: "Don't underestimate my sharpness, otherwise you will die unexpectedly."

After saying that, the blade of the sword swirled, and the dark and powerful Nascent Soul exploded, and the powerful death energy immediately spurted out.

"Well, I like the smell of death the most. Since you brought it, I won't be polite."

Yan Lan raised his left palm, and all the death energy in the sky was absorbed by him.

After doing all this, Yan Lan smiled proudly and stared at the remaining eighteen dark warriors.

There was a hint of cunning in Yan Lan's smile. Just now, he condensed a ray of golden superpower, followed the red melting sword, and silently pierced into the dark and dark Nascent Soul.

The golden superpower is the nemesis of the evil spirit. This kind of death aura has not yet reached the level of annihilation. It is simply difficult to resist in the face of the golden superpower. Therefore, it can be broken with one stab, without any suspense.

Yan Lan did all this in an extremely secretive manner, and no one who gathered around the monks could discover his methods.

To deal with bloody and cruel guys like Xuanzong, Yan Lan would not be stubborn about using only one method. Of course, in order to establish the majesty of Tiangang Sect, his hidden tricks would not be used with great fanfare.

The dark leader's eyes darkened and he suppressed his shock. He never expected that Yan Lan was not only not afraid of their death aura, but also liked them very much.

This death aura, but they endured unimaginable pain before merging with Yuanying, and their physical bodies became less human and less ghostly. However, Yan Lan still looked as normal and intact as before, which was really weird.

.

"Yan Lan, don't be brave. Sooner or later, this deadly aura will make you doomed. There is no need to show off in front of me."

The dark leader still didn't believe that Yan Lan could absorb the death energy at will, and immediately shouted in a deep voice.

Yan Lan smiled faintly and said: "Whether you try to be strong or not has nothing to do with you. Even if I die, you will not live to see it. Now, I am here to take your shameless lives."

Yan Lan held the sword and stepped in the air, one step at a time, and walked slowly towards the dark monk.

At this moment, the monks watching the battle were all holding their breath and concentrating, because they felt that Yan Lan, who seemed calm and calm, was already furious in his heart.

"Anyone who offends our Tiangang Sect will die!"

Stepping forward a hundred feet, Yan Lan raised the corner of his mouth slightly and shouted sternly. At the same time, a transparent ripple appeared around him, as if a god descended from the sky, filled with a mysterious aura.

The dark leader immediately shouted: "A group of nine people, form the Huntian Spiritual Movement Formation."

In an instant, eighteen powerful dark men formed two battle formations of Muntian Spiritual Movement.

Each battle formation possesses power comparable to that of a strong person in the infant transformation stage.

Yan Lan stared at the two murderous Huntian Spiritual Movement battle formations. Feeling the domineering power emanating from the battle formations, her eyes became sharper.

"You have no right to treat all living beings like grass and grass, so you all must die!"

Yan Lan suddenly put away the Red Melting Sword, slowly made the seal with her hands, and the aura emanating from her body became more and more boiling.

Everyone watching the battle was puzzled. Even the people in Tiangang Sect were a little confused. The edge of the sword can help, but the enemy is facing a powerful enemy. They can't figure out why Yan Lan put away the sword.

"Haha, what an arrogant little beast. It's up to you to dream. You guys, kill him."

The powerful dark man ordered a battle formation to kill Yan Lan.

The battle formation moved sideways, the power was brilliant, and the majestic death energy was more mysterious and rich than the one cast by a single dark monk.

After a while, Yan Lan's strength reached its peak, and the distance between him and the Huntian Spiritual Movement Battle Formation was less than fifty feet.

"Tiangang Forbidden Technique!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Lan's whole body suddenly flashed with golden light, and then a golden and transparent shadow emerged from his body. The golden shadow stretched its arms forward and stretched its fingers. The shadow became bigger and bigger. After a breath, the golden shadow emerged.

The shadow's palms were thirty feet long, and it released a strange banging sound, grabbing straight towards the Hun Tian Spiritual Movement Battle Formation.

"Heaven - Ni - Sacrifice - Soul!"

Yan Lan spoke loudly and shouted loudly. Then, two golden palms suddenly closed together.

"boom!"

The golden palms collided violently with the battle formation, and the sound wave swept hundreds of miles, and the aftermath swept thousands of miles. The strong men watching the battle hundreds of miles away felt a powerful push, which made them feel extremely depressed.

Casually, the golden palms actually wrapped the Huntian Spirit into the battle formation, and held it tightly.

Hong Huan, Qing Hong, Qing Yu and other Tiangang Sect elders were instantly turned to stone, with an unbelievable light shining through their eyes.

Hong Huan took a deep breath and said in surprise: "Tiangang Forbidden Technique, this technique is powerful and domineering, but it is extremely difficult to practice. When did Yan Lan master this forbidden technique?"

Qinghong's breathing was a little rapid, and he said: "With Yan Lan's talent, it is not difficult to master this technique. However, the reason why Tianni Soul Sacrifice is called a forbidden technique is that it is too powerful, hurting the enemy very much, and damaging itself.

Seven points. If Yan Lan does this, I'm worried that he won't be able to withstand the backlash of the Forbidden Technique."

Qing Yu gritted his teeth and said, "Yes, the Forbidden Jue is an existence that cannot be tolerated in the world. Yan Lan is really overconfident."

Ziyi frowned slightly and said in a low voice: "Uncle Master, my father once used this technique to save my brother and I from Xuanzong, but he did not kill the other party. Perhaps my brother's resentment towards Xuanzong was too great.

Shen, I want to fulfill dad’s unfinished wish.”

Qinghong shook his head and sighed. He could imagine how quickly Qingxuan lost his vitality after being seriously injured and performing the Heavenly Rebellion Soul Sacrifice.

"We should have confidence in Yan Lan, he is not a reckless person."

Suddenly, a crisp voice sounded, and everyone looked around after hearing the sound. These words actually came from Tong Xin's mouth.

Qing Shu's face relaxed and she said with a smile: "What I said makes sense. For a long time, Yan Lan has never overestimated his own abilities. Perhaps, he won't encounter too many backlashes when he uses the forbidden technique."

Everyone's expressions softened slightly, and their spiritual consciousness continued to pour into Yan Lan.

Hundreds of miles away, the monks watching had different expressions and thoughts.

"Yan Lan unexpectedly used the Tiangang Forbidden Technique. The Forbidden Technique is not a fun thing. It can hurt others as well as yourself."

"He has no choice. He has said before that he will use the Tiangang Sect's magic to kill the dark forces. I'm afraid there is no other way except using the forbidden magic."

"Yes, the dark forces are not so easy to kill, otherwise they would not have destroyed so many sects."

"The power of the Forbidden Technique is indeed extraordinary. Even though it's hundreds of miles away, my soul can't help but vibrate."

"..."

While everyone was discussing, Yan Lan strongly urged Tianni to sacrifice his soul.

The two golden palms are engaged in a fierce war of attrition with the Huntian Spiritual Movement Battle Formation.

One is the most powerful forbidden technique of Tiangang Sect, and the other is Xuanzong's strongest battle formation.

One was performed by Yan Lan alone, and the other was the joint condensation of nine powerful dark men.

When two powerful forces met, it was like a needle-pointed wheat awn. For a moment, the two sides were in a stalemate.

"Forbidden Technique, hahaha, the Huntian Spiritual Movement Formation is also close to the Forbidden Formation. Let's see how we can break your Forbidden Technique!"

The dark powerful man immediately roared violently, and the death energy then boiled violently.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"..."

Suddenly, the golden palms vibrated violently, and in the battle formation, two dark strong men received spiritual power and were violently bombarding the golden palms.

As the bombardment became faster and faster, the golden palms gradually became thinner.

Yan Lan's eyes narrowed and she smiled coldly: "The Tiangang Forbidden Technique is not as simple as you think."

ps:
Chapter completed!