Inside the Xuan Clan Ancestral Tower.

Xuan Shangu frowned and said: "The second elder is one of the ten cultivators on the battle list after all. Yan Lan has been completely sealed. I won't be helpless in front of the second elder!"

Xuan Gu always chuckled. He didn't seem to have many emotional fluctuations regarding the Xuan clan's casualties.

"If this kid dies right now, it won't be worth it. Shan Gu, never underestimate your opponent at any time. Even if he is just a young boy!"

Xuan Gu said hoarsely, his eyes fixed on the light screen. He wanted to know what kind of trump card Yan Lan had.

The Xuan Clan doesn't know much about Yan Lan, just like Yan Lan doesn't understand the Xuan Clan very well.

Relying on guessing to kill the enemy is simply putting your own head in front of the opponent's blade.

Along the way, Xuan Gu finally reached the top of his cultivation and became the leader of his clan. This was due to his cautiousness and not leaving any trouble behind.

Xuan Shangu nodded, cupped his hands towards Xuan Gu and said, "The patriarch is right, Shan Gu has learned a lesson!"

Xuan Gu narrowed his eyes slightly and said with a smile: "Look, this guy is not that simple. He still has at least two trump cards that have not been revealed. Today, no matter what, we will fight until he uses all his trump cards."

Xuan Shangu nodded. From Xuan Gu's slightly smiling eyes, he saw ruthlessness and indifference. It seemed that even if the second elder, the third elder, and the fourth elder died, it would not matter.

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Yan Lan looked at the second elder approaching him, with no fear in his eyes. He was trying various methods to break the body-sealing soul-suppressing formation seal.

"This formation seal is actually more terrifying than the Xuan Clan's Soul Locking Forbidden Formation. It is indeed the Xuan Clan's Supreme Forbidden Formation!"

Yan Lan discovered that the power of the thunder soul could not remove the formation seal in the body, and neither could the power of the five elements.

Annihilating the dead energy can remove it, but the speed is extremely slow.

The Holy Power of the Ultimate Path can quickly eliminate the power of the formation seal, but the demand is huge. In Yan Lan's body, the Holy Power of the Ultimate Path is rarely converted and cannot be squandered in large quantities.

What made Yan Lan slightly relieved was that the golden Buddha's power could swallow the formation seal quickly, and the speed was not slow.

However, Yan Lan did not use the Buddha's power, but turned the soul-devouring vortex under the soul. He wanted to test every method one by one.

Yan Lan discovered that the strange sucking power of the soul-devouring vortex could actually swallow up the power of the formation seal very quickly.

"The soul-eating vortex is an extremely weird existence in my body. Now it has such an effect. The power of this formation is very strong. It would be a pity to drive it away. It would be better to swallow it. My soul-eating vortex has never been

Filled up."

Yan Lan stared at the second elder, the soul-eating vortex was already devouring him crazily.

Thousands of miles away, the Third Patriarch and the old ghost were locked in a fight and had no time to care about Yan Lan.

Three of the six puppets of the Xuan clan were killed by the golden-scaled king python. The golden-scaled king python was also wounded and extremely angry. They worked together to kill the remaining puppets.

The second elder carefully looked at Yan Lan and said, "My dear Yan Lan, is this all you have left?"

Yan Lan remained silent, just staring at the second elder.

When the second elder saw that Yan Lan was silent, he felt a little uneasy. He calmed down and said with a sneer: "My son, Yan Lan, don't you want to kill me? Why don't you do it? You have so many trump cards.

Let me show you how to use it!"

Yan Lan remained silent.

At this moment, all seven puppets of the Xuan clan have been destroyed.

The four golden-scaled king pythons were injured and lost 60% of their combat power.

The other two golden-scaled king pythons were also slightly injured and still had 70% to 80% combat strength.

The old barefoot ghost was not injured, but he had consumed a lot of strength.

The Third Ancestor and the Second Ancestor killed the puppets, but they were still fighting equally. In a battle of this level, neither the Golden-scaled King Python nor the barefoot old ghost could intervene.

The barefoot old ghost turned to look at Yan Lan and shouted: "Younger brother of the Xuan clan, if you dare to hurt my disciple, I will fight you until death!"

The old ghost brought six golden-scaled king pythons and rushed towards Yanlan.

The second elder raised his eyes and immediately pushed hard with his right palm. A majestic palm print went straight to the barefoot old ghost and shouted at the same time: "Get away!"

"Bang..."

The old ghost's external protective shield suddenly shattered, and together with the gourd, it turned into powder.

Yan Lan gritted her teeth and shouted suddenly: "Old man, don't hurt my master!"

"laugh……"

Within Yan Lan's body, the soul-devouring vortex moved to the extreme, completely swallowing up all the formation seals in an instant.

A surge of monstrous rage surged out of Yan Lan's body.

"Death...is coming!"

Yan Lan's eyes burst out with endless murderous intent, and for the first time, he displayed the fourth level of the Art of Obliteration and Destruction - the coming of death.

Yan Lan had never used the power of death before.

Because the soul-eating vortex was born, Yan Lan always felt that this power was full of unspeakable terror.

It is more terrifying than the annihilation of death and the blade of the netherworld.

Even if it is so terrifying that he cannot control it, it will affect his intelligence, and he will eventually become an irrational murderous madman.

But at this moment, Yan Lan can no longer take care of that much. The ancient thunder punishment stipulation will be used to fight against the mysterious master in the ancestral tower. The power that can pose a threat to the second elder at the moment is probably the power of the God of Death.

The soul-eating vortex reversed, and the power of death exploded.

In an instant, a giant hand as black as ink came out from Yan Lan's right hand and headed straight towards the second elder.

The second elder originally wanted to bring out Yan Lan's trump card, but at this moment, his mind was shaken violently, and an unprecedented sense of fear instantly enveloped his heart.

"This... what kind of skill is this? Such a terrifying aura of death, such a domineering power of annihilation..."

The second elder immediately retreated, making seals with his hands, defending one after another, and forming endless seals in front of him.

That black hand is really like the god of death coming to the world. If you are caught by it, or even just squeezed gently, you will definitely be destroyed physically and mentally.

Even if you rely on your strong cultivation to resist, you will definitely pay an extremely heavy price.

Inside the ancestral tower, the expressions of Xuan Gu and Xuan Shan Gu changed drastically at the same time.

Xuan Shangu murmured: "What kind of secret is this? I have never heard anyone mention it. Could it be that Yan Lan has just cultivated it?"

Xuan Gu had a rare serious look on his face, and he frowned and said: "The aura of death is such a shocking aura of death. This man seems to have a decent aura, but he didn't expect that there is such a terrifying power of the secret in his body. This secret is not from Gangtianmen.

It's not owned by the Beast Taming Alliance, or even by the Frost Kingdom where this child used to be. Who is he, and where did he come from? Where did he get this secret?"

At this moment, several doubts burst out in Xuan Gu's mind, which had always been calm in ancient times.

Xuanshan looked at Xuangu alone. For the first time, he witnessed such a huge change in Xuangu's expression.
Chapter completed!