Yan Lan ran all the way, and his spiritual sense kept locking on the ancient mang.

After a while, Yan Lan was slightly stunned, and after breaking the forbidden formation, the ancient mangs soared for 80,000 miles before they dissipated.

Eighty thousand miles of earth, a straight ravine, as if it is a stroke drawn by a god on the earth, showing the world the irreversible edge of the sword.

Yan Lan shook his head in astonishment, separated a wisp of spiritual sense, probed into the Thunder Punishment Gu, and said helplessly: "Thunder Punishment senior, you don't have to use such a great force, you are like this, I can't control it, it's easy to hurt the innocent!"

The Thunder Punishment Gu Mu was in the sheath and could not sense the outside world, and only when Yan Lan took the initiative to probe into the spiritual sense, could they communicate with each other.

However, the Thunder Punishment Gu Mu can freely enter and exit the scabbard without the exertion of force from outsiders. The sheath only helped her breath, not restrict her freedom.

It's just that Gu Mu is not lightly out of the sheath, just like the supreme strong, he will never show his edge lightly.

Because, in the eyes of the ancients, the world is like ants.

How can a lonely strong man be willing to be in the company of ants?

If it weren't for Yan Lan bringing the Thunder Sword and helping the Thunder Punishment Gu Mu get out of the formation, plus the people who blocked the Gu Mu in the first place, it would be difficult to find the trace. Otherwise, it is impossible for Lei to punish Gu Mu and be used by Yan Lan.

Even so, the Thunder Punishment Gu Mu only allowed Yan Lan to sacrifice one breath a day.

After Yan Lan finished transmitting the sound, he received a reply from the Thunder Punishment Gumo: "This sword is used by you for the first time, so naturally I want you to experience the terrifying power of this sword." Rest assured, the next time this sword is sacrificed by you, it will control the power. ”

Yan Lan shook her head with a wry smile, this thunder punishment woman, her temperament is really weird.

In most cases, the women who are punished by thunder are arrogant, and they call themselves "this sword".

Only when I am a little gentle, I call myself "I".

What's even more bizarre is that on the sheath, it is written "Thunder Punishment Gumu", but the thunder punishes the woman. But he called himself "this sword".

Thinking of this, Yan Lan couldn't help but ask: "Thunder punishment senior, why is your name Gu Mu on the sheath." And the predecessors claim to be ancient swords?"

The thunder punishment Gu Mu echoed: "The sword is the weapon of the edge, and the sword is the sword of the hidden edge." Buddhism wants to get rid of sinful karma, and it also wants to show Buddhism's compassion. Do not indiscriminately kill karma, and the sword used is not sharp, so it is called 牒. Although it is not sharp, it is full of great and heavy momentum, and its power cannot be underestimated. ”

"At the beginning, when I was born, I was named Gu Mu, presumably to restrain my edge. Do not kill indiscriminately. But ......"

After the word "but", Yan Lan felt the love of the thunder punishment woman, and it fluctuated significantly.

Even, there is a killing resentment and manic anger, hidden in it.

"But...... Since that day, this sword has abandoned the word '牒' and appointed himself as a sword. From then on, there is no longer hiding the edge, no longer forbearance. Kill, the one who deserves to be killed; The person who needs to die, whether he is a demon or a god, as long as he deserves to die. I will kill them without mercy!"

Thunder punished the woman, her voice broke the ice and cut the snow, and she was extremely resolute.

Yan Lan felt the monstrous killing intent in it, and secretly took a breath, he didn't want to ask. What kind of encounter did the thunder punishment woman go through, so that there was such a decisive change.

At this time, there were only 40,000 miles left from the border of the Desolate Ghost Slope.

Yan Lan pursed her lips and said in her heart: "The sword in the hand of Brother Wuse, the Immeasurable Buddha, should also be the sword of Zangfeng." But as soon as the immeasurable Buddha came out, he had the unfathomable ability of gods and ghosts, and he had to take enough lives before he was willing to return to the sheath. Strange, why are these ancient weapons so violent, could it be that they have all experienced the same experience?"

Yan Lan's eyes were slightly condensed, as if he had discovered something from some random speculation.

At this moment, Yan Lan's spiritual sense probed three thousand miles away, and two figures appeared.

"It's the same senior brother, they came to inquire about my situation. ”

Yan Lan immediately accelerated, these two disciples, he had seen them before, although there was no communication, but they were not strangers.

A moment later, Yan Lan came to the two of them.

"Senior Brother Yanlan, you ...... Are you alright?"

One of the thin disciples asked in surprise.

Yan Lan arched his hand and said: "Senior brother has seen two senior brothers, there is nothing to do for the time being, the two senior brothers are here, but looking for me?"

Another fatter disciple nodded, "Yes, I just want to find out about your situation." You don't know, your old ghost master, I've been worried about you to death these days. In order to save you, I almost tried all kinds of ways, even ......"

Speaking of this, the thin disciple gently arched the fatter disciple with his arm, and said with a smile: "Senior Brother Yan, you are fighting for your own sect, you are in prison, and you are up and down the sect, and you should do your best to find a way to save you." But just now, I saw the four ancestors rushing towards the master gate frantically, and I thought that you had an accident, so I hurriedly entered the area of the Desolate Ghost Slope. Fortunately, you're fine, otherwise the Eighth Ancestor would have to hold back his heart. ”

Yan Lan nodded and smiled, the barefoot old ghost cared about him, he had expected it.

Immediately, Yan Lan's brows condensed slightly, and the small movements of the two of them couldn't hide from his eyes.

Yan Lan asked, "Senior brother, you just said that Master didn't even hesitate to save me?"

The two disciples looked at each other, their faces a little difficult to look at.

The corners of Yan Lan's eyebrows moved slightly, her heart couldn't help but tense, and she said solemnly: "Two senior brothers, but it's okay to say it." ”

The thin disciple pursed his lips and thought in his heart: "When we came out, the Eighth Ancestor repeatedly told us not to tell Senior Brother Sù Yanlan about his injury. For now, let him return to the sect and tell him before it's too late. ”

After thinking about it, the thin disciple smiled slightly: "It's nothing, it's just that he doesn't hesitate to let the entire sect go up and down to consult the classics and scriptures everywhere, hoping to find the secret of the Desolate Ghost Slope and find a way to break the formation." However, in the end, nothing was found. Senior brother, let's go back to the sect first!"

Yan Lan followed the two senior brothers and galloped towards the sect. From the eyes of the two, he sensed a hint of strangeness.

"Two senior brothers, you must not tell the truth, what happened to the old ghost master?"

Yan Lan couldn't imagine that the barefoot old ghost would be injured at this moment, in his heart, the strength of the old ghost was unfathomable, and ordinary monks couldn't hurt the old ghost at all.

Galloping all the way, a journey of more than 100,000 miles, it took half a day to reach Gangtianmen.

However, just as Yan Lan was about to enter the Gangtianmen area, several disciples rose into the air, and immediately after, the fourth ancestor, the fifth ancestor, the sixth ancestor, and the old Taoist were also lined up.

Everyone stood in the air, looking at Yan Lan from afar, their eyes were not as friendly as before, but they were all full of suspicion.

Yan Lan looked at the posture in front of him, didn't think too much, approached and bowed to everyone, just to gallop towards the Taoist temple of the barefoot old ghost.

"Yanlan, wait!"

The fifth ancestor flicked his gorgeous sleeves, and his figure suddenly flashed, stopping in front of Yan Lan.

Yan Lan's brows condensed slightly, and he was puzzled: "Fifth Ancestor, what do you command?"

The Fifth Ancestor's gaze wandered on the thunder punishment Gu Mu behind Yan Lan, and his eyes narrowed slightly: "Pull out the sword behind your back!"

Yan Lan was slightly stunned, his brows twisted unnaturally, and then he turned his head to look at the four ancestors, only to see that in the eyes of the four ancestors, he was cold and resolute, revealing a touch of madness. (To be continued.) )

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