After hearing the words of the cultivators from the three sects, Tongzhi suddenly raised her eyebrows and felt annoyed.

Yan Lan shook his head slightly and thought to himself: "Among the three sects, no one understands the general situation, and they all just start making noises. There is no need to talk sense when dealing with shameless people!"

Flushing his sleeves angrily, Yan Lan shouted: "All the monks under me can testify to what the leaders of the three sects have done. Get away within ten breaths, otherwise don't blame me for being merciless."

Yan Lan suppressed the murderous intention in his heart and dealt with the Xuan clan, which already made him physically and mentally exhausted. The three factions came to make trouble again, and they had to get involved with Gangtianmen Jiye and Tongzhu and other three senior sisters. He had already lost his patience. If it weren't for today being an auspicious day for Gangtianmen

, he had long wanted to kill him as a warning to others.

The idle monks below heard Yan Lan's words and started making noises. Naturally, they tried their best to flatter Yan Lan and stood firmly on the side of Gangtianmen.

When the monks from the three sects heard the words of the monk below, not only were they not ashamed at all, but they even shouted louder.

"The big ones bully the small ones from the Gangtian Clan. If you help the Gangtian Clan today, you will suffer the same fate as our three sects tomorrow."

"The deceased is the greatest, today, Gangtianmen must accept the conditions of our three factions!"

"Yes, not a single condition is missing. If you continue to push the envelope, don't blame us for raising the conditions. When the time comes, it will be you, Gangtian Clan, who will suffer!"

"..."

"Even these three sects dare to speak arrogantly and show no respect. Has our sect really declined?"

Yan Lan waited quietly for time to pass, feeling a trace of sadness in his heart. Ten breaths passed quickly, so he let this gang of people make noise for ten breaths.

At the end of the ninth breath, Yan Lan's eyes turned cold: "Have you said enough?"

After saying this, Yan Lan slowly raised his right hand, above his fingertips. His momentum gradually boiled.

"Yanlan kid is going to kill someone, use your magic weapon. Break the formation, let's kill..."

Suddenly a person stood up and shouted loudly.

Just as Yan Lan was about to take action, he saw a sky pillar rising into the sky and hanging over the Gangtian Gate.

"What's this?"

Yan Lan said calmly, not in a hurry to take action. He wanted to see what kind of abilities these three sects of monks relied on to dare to yell at Gangtianmen.

In the blink of an eye, Yan Lan saw clearly the pillar supporting the sky.

It turned out that this was a cone-shaped magic weapon that was a thousand feet long and a hundred feet thick. The cone pointed downwards, and it actually crashed down towards the sect-protecting formation.

"What a powerful magic weapon. How could these three factions have such a powerful magic weapon?"

Yan Lan frowned, and suddenly his eyes lit up, and he said in shock: "This... This is the most precious treasure of the Xuan clan leader Xuan Gu. No wonder the cultivators of the three sects are so courageous. It turns out that the Xuan clan is behind it.

"

Yan Lan searched for the appearance and aura of the Sky-piercing Cone from the souls of many elders of the Xuan Clan.

At this moment, the Third Ancestor shouted: "Yan Lan, be careful. This thing is a sky-penetrating awl, a treasure of the Xuan clan. It can break the formation set up by the monks in the distraction stage. All the disciples obey the order and protect the formation!"

The expressions of the cultivators changed drastically, and they immediately understood that the Xuan clan must be responsible for this matter.

People from the three major alliances should stay away immediately.

Only Duan Chi Jinghong sighed slightly and sent a message to Yan Lan: "Once the sky-penetrating awl is sacrificed, not to mention this sect-protecting formation, even the Gangtianmen's earth veins will be penetrated and destroyed. This thing will not be broken even if it is broken."

There is no secret, we can only rely on brute force. If you need me to take action, just say it, no problem!"

Yan Lan nodded slightly. When Xuan Shan Gu came, Duan Chi Jing Hong didn't even say he wanted to help. Now when he saw the Sky Piercing Cone, Duan Chi Jing Hong was also shocked. This shows that the destructive power of the Xuan Shan Gu is still there.

superior.

"You are looking for death!"

Yan Lan hesitated for a while, roared angrily, raised his right palm, and the golden Buddha power was operating to the extreme, and he actually faced the tip of the sky-piercing awl.

The monks of the three sects smiled disdainfully and cursed in their hearts such words as "looking for death" and "tired of living".

"boom!"

The huge golden Buddha power turned into a hundred-foot-long giant hand, firmly grasping the sky-penetrating awl.

Yan Lan originally wanted to sacrifice the Ancient Thunder Punishment and destroy the Sky-piercing Cone. But when he thought about how domineering this thing was, it would be a pity to destroy it. If he could keep it for himself, it would also enhance his own strength.

After all, no matter how powerful the Ancient Thunder Punishment ultimatum is, it can only be used once a day. If it is used to break some formations, it will be overkill.

The sky-penetrating cone vibrated violently, and its downward trend was slightly slower. Clouds surged violently around the cone's body.

Yan Lan held the Sky-Piercing Cone tightly, and his pupils shrank suddenly. He found that with the strength of his early stage of distraction, he was unable to stop the Sky-Piercing Cone from falling.

"The powerful sky-penetrating awl is worthy of being the most precious treasure of the Xuan clan!"

Yan Lan pondered in her heart and glanced at the monks from the three sects. She saw that they were all smiling with pride on their faces.

Yan Lan frowned and shouted to the monks of the three sects: "The power of the sky-penetrating awl is beyond my imagination. You might as well stop it and let me consider your conditions."

At this time, the sharp-eyed woman who had been scolding extremely fiercely raised her hand and pointed at the sky-piercing awl. The sky-piercing awl stopped on the spot and said: "Yanlan kid, don't think we are three-year-olds. We still have this sky-piercing awl."

We can't put it away yet. Once you meet our conditions one by one, we can consider whether to take away the Sky-piercing Cone."

The old man who yelled before then said: "Little Yanlan, before the conditions are met, your hands need to be tied with this soul-binding rope, otherwise we will not worry about it."

Yan Lan turned around and saw the old man taking out a soul-binding rope, with lightning swaying on it, and his aura was heavy and subdued. It was obvious that he was of high rank.

"With the background of the three sects, it is absolutely impossible to possess such a treasure, and I'm afraid it is inseparable from the Xuan clan!"

Yan Lan pretended to hesitate, then took a deep breath, nodded helplessly and said: "Okay, as you wish!"

After saying that, Yan Lan retracted her giant golden hand, stretched out her hands, and asked the old man to tie the spirit-binding rope, and then fell back into the formation.

Lu Jian was about to speak, but the old man in red robe held his shoulder.

The five ancestors, as well as Shi Xu, Bei Feng, Tong Zhi and other disciples, all looked puzzled. Yan Lan never surrendered. Could it be that the sky-piercing cone was too powerful?

The idle monks looked at Yan Lan's weakened appearance and were unable to react for a moment. After a while, they all yelled "coward", "coward", "bullying the weak and afraid of the strong" and other words from the bottom of their hearts.

Cangcang also wanted to speak, but Fu Zhenxian held him back with a smile.

Yan Lan walked straight up to the five ancestors and said: "Head, Master, and three uncles, the enemy is in front of us, and I am unable to protect the mountain gate. You are also injured and cannot fight hard. I thought,

Our sect is facing a formidable enemy of the Xuan Clan, so we should consider the long term and accept the conditions of the three sects now. Please take out the reserve ring and let the disciples take half of our foundation and bring it to the three sects in person."

When the cultivators heard this, they were immediately in an uproar.

The people from the three sects raised their mouth corners, showing an expression that meant you were wise.

The barefoot old ghost looked into Yan Lan's deep pupils, grinned and said, "Okay, you have done your best to protect the mountain gate. If you think it's appropriate, Master won't embarrass you."

Saying that, the barefoot old ghost took out a storage ring and threw it to Yan Lan.

The bare-chested old man touched his belly and took out the ring with pretense of regret.

The Sixth Patriarch narrowed his eyes, thought for a moment, nodded slightly, and threw the ring to Yan Lan.

The Fifth Patriarch had a very good face and looked at Yan Lan with wide eyes. He was a little puzzled and hesitant. He only heard the Third Patriarch said in a deep voice: "That's it, let's waste money and eliminate disasters!"

Within three breaths, the five reserve rings arrived in Yan Lan's hand. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!