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Yan Lan was even more engrossed, and a dark energy extended from the dantian to both palms. Since the nameless painting scroll has appeared, and there is an unknown connection with the ancient tomb and Wang Qi, he will do whatever it takes to get the nameless painting scroll.

The swordsman and the fierce beast conjured up by the scroll approached the demon spirit boy at an increasing speed.

The expression of the smoke cloud painting has also become more and more hideous, as if it has been influenced by the nameless painting axis, and the temperament of the whole person has changed significantly.

The swordsman jumped up, and the fierce beast also jumped high, and between the two, countless points of light suddenly appeared.

Dots of light drifted, and the void condensed into a painting.

Yan Lan's eyes froze, and it could be seen that the condensed painting was actually a prohibition.

Endless killing, fluctuating from the ban.

As the swordsman and the beast approached, the condensed painting was also wrapped in both.

They are going to wrap the demon spirit child in a condensed painting.

The demon spirit child looked indifferent, and suddenly raised his head slightly, like a king looking at the world, his body turned slightly, and his hands were spread.

Just when the swordsman and the fierce beast approached the demon spirit boy with only a hundred zhang left, the originally fast speed suddenly stopped.

It was as if the swordsman and the beast rolled up a scroll and crashed into the transparent wall.

But there was no rebound, but they were all restrained by the demon spirit child, and they couldn't move at all.

Yanyunhua's expression changed slightly, a touch of surprise flashed in his eyes, and he immediately pinched the Xuanwu Secret Seal, and drew a scroll in front of him.

A majestic force rushed out of the scroll, split in two, and rushed into the body of the swordsman and the fierce beast.

In an instant, the swordsman and the fierce beast shone brightly, and the majestic power seemed to have the magical power to tear everything apart, and it was actually to break free from the shackles of the demon spirit child.

The sword is like a rainbow, and the beast is as powerful as the sea, directly attacking the demon spirit child.

The Demon Spirit Boy frowned slightly, his hands were a little eyebrows, and then both hands were drawn in the void at the same time, condensing into two mysterious marks, and with a flick of his fingers, he blasted into the body of the swordsman and the fierce beast.

Just when all the attacks were only ten zhang away from the Demon Spirit Child, everything returned to silence, as if time had completely stopped, and even the sword and beast power came to an abrupt end.

Seeing this scene, Yan Lan's expression changed greatly, and he said in his heart: "How is this possible, I originally thought that the Demon Spirit Boy could only make the essence stagnate, but I didn't expect that he could even freeze the attack energy, could he really have the ability to freeze time and control space? This is unreasonable, at least before reaching the cultivation of the Heaven-defying Nirvana realm, it is absolutely impossible." What the hell is that......"

Yan Lan was puzzled, so he had to continue to watch the battle carefully.

The entire ring was silent, this was the first time that the cultivators had seen the Demon Spirit Child really make a move.

In the past, the Demon Spirit Child had always been arrogantly silent, resisting all attacks with only slight movements.

Yanyunhua's expression was extremely shocked, in his previous concept, almost no one could resist this move so easily.

At this moment, the smoke cloud painting snorted, jumped up, and stretched out his right hand to the nameless painting scroll.

A dazzling gaze was hard to look at.

However, Yan Lan saw it very really.

Yanyun Painting drew a sword from the nameless painting scroll, the sword has a thousand feet, and has the power to intimidate the sky.

"I don't believe that your demon spirit boy can freeze my sword!"

The whole person of Yanyun Painting was integrated into the huge lightsaber, and the blade of the sword was like a meteor, and it slashed down towards the demon spirit boy very quickly.

The Demon Spirit Boy only flickered his gaze, raised his head, stared at the blade of the sword, and stretched out his right hand to the void.

In the blink of an eye, the brilliance was extinguished, and the roar was gone.

Yan Lan opened his mouth slightly, and the scene in front of him had solidified, but it was the smoke cloud painting urging the thousand-zhang giant sword to slash towards the demon spirit child, and the demon spirit child pointed at the sword blade that fell, quiet and terrifying.

"Die!"

A voice, like a resentful infant's groan, was filled with a sense of extreme discomfort.

The space around the demon spirit boy collapsed violently, and the swordsman and the fierce beast were like shadows in a mirror, shattering in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, the thousand-zhang sword blade painted by Yanyun also shattered layer by layer.

Yanyunhua's eyes were frightened, but he couldn't break free, and he couldn't even speak.

"Smoke Cloud Painting ......"

In a quadrangular pavilion, two figures stood at the same time, crying out in pain.

Yan Lan turned his head and saw that one of them was the state lord of Yanglu Prefecture, and the other person should be the seniors of the division where Yanyun Painting was located, and they all seemed to be very concerned about the life and death of Yanyun Painting.

A crazy thought suddenly sprung up in Yan Lan's guts.

"The only way to know the ins and outs of the nameless painting scroll is through the smoke cloud painting and all his connections. However, I have never known them all my life, and even if I ask them cheekily, they will not tell them the truth. If you save the life of Yanyunhua, maybe it will be an opportunity. It's just the strength of the demon spirit child......"

Yan Lan quickly calculated in his heart, but time did not allow him to think too much.

"Lingtong Daoist, don't kill my old friend. ”

Yan Lan immediately turned into a streamer and rushed into the battle world.

It's just that at the moment when he was about to enter the battle realm, Yan Lan escaped into the Zen heart space, and reappeared after passing through the void.

Because the war realm not only blocks the power inside, but also isolates the entry of the outside world.

Twilight Chengxue's expression changed slightly, and he wanted to intervene, but when he found out that the person who made the move was Yan Lan, he immediately hesitated, and stopped a few monks who were about to make a move, signaling them to wait and see what happened.

In the Four Corners Pavilion of Wuzhou, everyone was stunned, they didn't expect Yan Lan to help a person who had nothing to do with him.

Immediately, after the people of Wuzhou came back to their senses, their hearts were shocked, because Yan Lan was facing an extremely terrifying demon spirit child.

But time is between lightning and flint, and it is too late to stop, or even have time to shout.

Yan Lan looked at the smoke cloud painting with a frightened expression, and immediately did not reserve his strength, the golden Buddha power was wrapped in the extreme holy power, and rushed towards the smoke cloud painting domineeringly, breaking through the time and space shackles of the demon spirit child, entangled the smoke cloud painting, and pulled it out of the killing machine of the demon spirit child.

Immediately, Yan Lan waved his left hand and rolled back the nameless painting scroll.

In an instant, the space around the demon spirit boy collapsed, and everything was destroyed.

After a breath, the space around the demon spirit boy returned to normal, but his gaze had already fallen on Yan Lan, and there was clearly a strong anger in his royal blue eyes.

The cultivators were in an uproar, and there were countless martial king battles, and this was the first time that there was a situation where other participants intervened when the participants competed.

The lord of Yanglu Prefecture was dumbfounded, in his opinion, Yanyun Painting would die, but he didn't expect Yan Lan, who had never known his life, to come to the rescue, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

The head of Chongyang Gate, the master of the Yanyun Painting, looked sluggish, the Yanyun Painting was cultivated and raised by him, and now the cultivation of the Yanyun Painting has already surpassed him, but he still regards the Yanyun Painting as a parent.

Just now, the head of Chongyang Sect was still worrying about how to face the pain of losing his son, and suddenly there was such a big reversal in the battle world, which simply made him feel a sense of mental rigidity. (To be continued.) )