"Now that I have obtained the soul and soul of the mother of Yanyun Painting, I have no worries. Since the Blood Poison Sect wants to use the hand of the poisonous madness to test my strength, then how can I let the Blood Poison Sect down!"

Yan Lan did not hesitate to sacrifice the power of the peak.

The cultivation of the quasi-anti-heaven Nirvana realm burst out, like the stars were violent, and the violent power was overwhelming, and the aftermath shook the surrounding forbidden hula.

Many pavilion elders were slightly shocked, because just Yan Lan's aftermath was already so extraordinary.

No one could see through what kind of power Yan Lan was using.

Because, Yan Lan sacrificed his unique Extreme Path Holy Power.

Quasi-anti-heaven Nirvana realm cultivation, the extreme holy power is no longer like a trickle, but has become a turbulent river and sea, which can allow him to squander it for a while.

The Extreme Dao Holy Power did not change like the Poison Crazy Extreme Move, but simply turned into a hundred-zhang palm.

Baizhang's palm was not tall in front of the fierce Soul Fire Xuanlong, and there was even a sense of insignificance.

However, everyone was attracted to that big palm.

I saw that the Holy Power Palm was rushing towards the poisonous madness without hurrying, and the speed was not fast at all, but in the eyes of the poisonous madness, it was like a million feet of high mountains suppressing him, and his breathing became sluggish sharply.

When the rest of the people saw the Holy Power Palm, they couldn't hear the roar of any mountains and tsunamis, and even only the slight sound of breaking the sky, but they instinctively felt that this palm seemed to be wrapped in the power of the great rivers and mountains, and had the potential to push the mountains and the sea, and they couldn't help but swallow their saliva.

The elder of the Great Pavilion narrowed his eyes tighter, and his expression became more and more solemn.

"Soul Fire Xuanlong, destroy the eight directions!"

Just when the Holy Power Great Palm was only three hundred zhang away from the poisonous madness, the poisonous madness also urged the Soul Fire Xuanlong extreme move to the extreme, his face roared hideously, and the whole person slowly took off into the air.

The dragon roared, enveloping all the heavens and the earth.

Then, the Eight Dao Xuanlong suppressed it with a strange formation and a pilgrimage force.

"Boom ......"

The sound shook thousands of miles, and the holy power palm did not move at all.

The poisonous madness was stunned, and the rest of the people in the Blood Poison Sect were also stunned.

What's going on?

The Eight Soul Fire Xuanlong couldn't shake the hundred-zhang palm.

Since you can't shake it, how can you beat it?

The poisonous mad eyes erupted in horror, because his body had been captured by Yan Lan's palm, and he couldn't break free.

Yan Lan's eyes were indifferent, and in front of everyone's eyes, he slapped the eight soul fire dragons together with the poisonous madness to the ground, and suddenly roared like thunder, the mountains shook, and many people couldn't stand firmly.

Thick clouds of smoke and dust emanate from beneath your palms and then soar into the air, connecting with the clouds.

The clouds above are not the clouds of the outside world, but the clouds in the space of the Blood Poison Gate.

From a distance, the Blood Poison Gate was filled with dust, as if it had suffered a catastrophe.

Youxing hurriedly removed the prohibition and destroyed all the dense smoke and dust.

Everyone stared at it, only to see a hundred zhang palm prints sunken out of the ground, and the poisonous madness, lying in the center of the palm print in the shape of a "big" character, looking at the sky, with no blood on his face.

The palm prints are as deep as ten zhang.

You know, there are protective prohibitions everywhere here, and even the ground has strong prohibitions.

Yan Lan slapped it at will, not only severely wounding the poisonous madness, destroying the eight soul fire Xuanlong extreme moves, but also destroying it together with the earth prohibition, which can be described as devastating.

Many people swallowed their saliva immediately, and the poisonous madness was defeated, but completely defeated and vulnerable.

Yan Lan looked at Baizhang palm print indifferently, and also took a slight breath, the strength of the quasi-anti-heaven Nirvana realm was also beyond his own imagination.

"Poison, are you okay?"

The Shadow Pavilion Elder stood beside the palm print and leaned over and asked.

Yan Lan said: "He's fine, I didn't plan to hit him hard, after all, he is the core figure of the Blood Poison Sect, and I also want to express my sincerity." ”

You Xing nodded slightly, stretched out his hand, and grabbed the poison madness from his palm print.

"I ...... I was defeated, so completely defeated......"

Poison Madness stood dumbfounded, and said expressionlessly, completely dejected.

You reprimanded: "Crazy, in life, who has no defeat? ”

The rebuke contained the power of awakening, and the madness immediately recovered from the shock, and then his eyes slowly fell to the palm print in front of him, and in the center of the palm print was the concave mark of his body.

It was as if shame was forever imprinted on the land.

It is like the power of Yanlan is forever engraved here.

The eyes of those disciples were completely shocked, how could they have ever seen such a domineering and neat Shengwei, if they were to change them, they would not want to be an enemy of Yan Lan at all.

You Xing frowned slightly, he did want to test Yan Lan's strength with drug madness, but now it is good, but let Yan Lan establish his authority in the Blood Poison Gate, and let the juniors of the Blood Poison Gate have fear and horror in their hearts towards Yan Lan.

Stealing chickens is not a recipe for rice.

The poisonous madness stood stunned for a long time, then turned his head to look at Yan Lan and said, "Yan Lan, have you ever been defeated?"

Yan Lan twisted his eyebrows, he remembered the battle of the Yan clan extermination, which was his worst defeat, and immediately nodded and said: "The defeat is even more tragic than you are today." ”

"Thank you!"

The poisonous madness arched his hand towards Yan Lan and turned to leave.

Everyone looked at the back of the madness, and there was an indescribable emotion in their chests.

Perhaps, the madness has since collapsed;

Perhaps, the madness was inspired by Yan Lan, and since then he has devoted himself to penance and soared to the sky.

Everyone's creation is different, and everyone's mind is different.

Sometimes, the mind is often the difference in life.

Everyone was silent, and the atmosphere was a little somber.

After a long time, the old man of the Tracer Pavilion chuckled and said, "Old guy Floating Shadow, you lost, you have nothing to say!"

The old man of the Floating Shadow Pavilion shook his head and sighed: "Yan Lan's prestige, sure enough, he single-handedly hit it, even though there is a supernatural power to suppress him here, but he is still a dragon among people, no wonder he was deceived by his false soul seal before, and the old man didn't realize it." Now that I think about it, I'm really scared. The old man didn't control Yan Lan's life at all, but led a fierce beast by his side, and he was in danger of being devoured at any time. ”

The Shadow Pavilion elder wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, showing that his words were true.

Yan Lan smiled at Youxing and said, "Elder Pavilion, I have met your requirements, and next, you should try your best to satisfy me." ”

You Xing squinted and said, "Which step do you want to take next?"

Yan Lan chuckled: "I want to disappear for a stick of incense first and take a good rest." ”

The pupils of Youxing's eyes shrank suddenly, at this moment, the Qinglong Governor was outside the passage, Yan Lan was not resting at all, but was going to capture and kill the Qinglong Governor.

Youxing's heart began to struggle faintly.

Yan Lan shrugged and said, "Can't I even take a break?"

The pavilion elders frowned slightly, they sensed that Yan Lan had something to say, but they didn't know what it meant.

As for the rest of the disciples, they were even more confused, not knowing what Yan Lan was talking about.

You Xing groaned a little, and said indifferently: "Since you want to rest for a while, then take a good rest, this pavilion will go and prepare first, you can rest well, and then come back here." ”