Yan Lan stood proudly above the head of the thunderous purple eagle, overlooking the endless Black Hell Mountains.

On the mountain range, countless prohibitions are like invisible nets, suppressing the mountain peaks to death.

Ordinary people can't see the prohibition, but Yan Lan can see it at a glance.

The strength of these prohibitions, even the current Yan Lan was amazed, it was worthy of the prohibitions laid by the powerhouses of the imperial kingdom and the masters of all directions, and it was definitely not something that ordinary forces could break.

Suddenly, a violent tremor came from the Black Prison Mountain Range.

The prohibition immediately lit up, and the powerful power of the prohibition was like a taut meridian, entangled the earth to death.

Yan Lan's pupils condensed slightly, and he faintly saw that under the Black Hell Mountain Range, a pair of huge eyes opened and stared at him upright.

In the huge pupils, there is the figure of Xiao drunken bamboo.

Xiao Zuizhu was roaring in anger, scolding in a frenzied manner, but he couldn't make any sound.

However, Yan Lan can understand that it is nothing more than Xiao Zuizhu intimidating and coercing, and when he breaks through the ban, he will definitely settle accounts with him.

Yan Lan snorted coldly, and immediately put his hands to the sky, and his majestic spiritual power was running.

"Boom ......"

After a few breaths, a powerful ban landed, blessing those prohibitions.

Yan Lan's prohibition on the peak cultivation of the Nine Yan Distraction Spirits was absolutely impossible for other cultivators with the same cultivation to break it.

Yan Lan was also very sure that the power of the Black Hell Ghost Gu had not yet recovered to the Heaven-defying Nirvana realm.

"When I find the power to kill you, I will make you immortal!"

Yan Lan put down a cruel sentence and left.

Yan Lan took the teleportation circle again and came to Qinglong Prefecture.

After a lot of hard work and a full day, Yan Lan successfully found the secret of the Immortal Emperor's descent hidden by the Soul Gathering Venerable.

Holding the secret of the descent of the Emperor of the Underworld, Yan Lan was excited.

The Secret of the Coming of the Immortal Emperor is a black jade seal, which is just the opposite of the pure white color of the Heavenly Taming Technique.

Over the years, Yan Lan has resisted strong enemies, and the secret of annihilation is his indispensable strength, especially the power of the Grim Reaper, which is still one of his big killing moves.

Ever since Yan Lan fought against the Soul Gathering Venerable, Yan Lan was very sure that there must be an inextricable relationship between the Secret Secret of the Coming of the Immortal Emperor and the Death Secret of the Secret of Annihilation.

Yan Lan immediately delved into the secret of the Immortal Emperor's descent.

It was discovered that the similarity between the advent of the Hades Emperor and the advent of death was as high as ninety percent.

Yan Lan frowned: "Why is this? Which of these two mysteries is the origin? Ninety percent of the similarity, either one of the two is the original recipe, or neither of them is either, but it is born from the same origin, it may be that the memory of later generations is biased, or is it ...... It's a deliberate change of some keys!"

Yan Lan's brows furrowed even tighter, and his thoughts raced.

A moment later, Yan Lan once again probed his spiritual sense into the Immortal Emperor's Descending Secret Jade Seal, and used the Thunder Soul as an aid.

Suddenly, Yan Lan's spirit seemed to have come to an ancient temple.

The ancient temple is extremely huge, up to hundreds of thousands of zhang, there are also 100,000 zhang square, surrounded by dozens of stone pillars that are thousands of zhang thick, like the place where human beings worship the sky in ancient times.

Yan Lan raised his eyes and looked ahead, because in that direction, there was actually a gate.

The gate is not big, only nine zhang high, compared to the height of the ancient temple of 100,000 zhang, it is so small that it is almost ignored.

Yan Lan stared at the Jiuzhang Gate for a moment, then took a step and walked towards the gate.

However, that gate is like a star in the starry sky, which can be seen, but it is unreachable.

Yan Lan walked for an hour, but he couldn't come to the gate of Jiuzhang.

Yan Lan frowned: "Strange, what is that door, what is behind the door?"

Immediately, Yan Lan gave up everything, poured all his strength, and rushed towards the gate frantically.

After galloping for three days and three nights, Yan Lan came to the gate of Jiuzhang.

The gate of Jiuzhang is also black, and there are strange patterns on the door, like ten thousand ghosts dancing wildly, and like hell.

Yan Lan took a deep breath and pushed her hands towards the door.

Yan Lan used all his strength, but he couldn't shake the gate for half a minute.

"What a strange door, is there the truth behind the door?"

Yan Lan stood in front of the door for a long time, and thought about it for a long time, but couldn't find an answer, so he withdrew from his soul.

"Emperor Jue Wen Jade Seal, if it is not pretending to be a ghost, then behind that gate, there must be a secret hidden by no one. This gate is not even known to the Soul Gathering Venerable, because I have not searched for any information about this gate from his memory. ”

"That's it, for now, it's better to complete the deal with the Eel King first, obtain the Vitality Creation Pill, and rescue Niu Lin Jianjun. Ten Thousand Poison Mountain Range, Blood Poison Gate, I'm here, are you ready?"

Yan Lan's eyes surged with murderous intent, and immediately turned into a bolt of lightning and rushed straight towards the Ten Thousand Poison Mountain Range.

The Blood Poison Gate dared to touch Liuxian Town, how could Yan Lan easily let go of the Blood Poison Gate.

Yan Lan didn't want to expend too much energy, and after a while, he summoned the Thunder Purple Eagle again, and he sat cross-legged on the eagle's back to cultivate.

In about half a day, Yan Lan finally arrived at the Ten Thousand Poison Mountain Range, which is located at the junction of Qinglong Prefecture and Xiaoming Prefecture.

Yan Lan saw from a distance that the poisonous fog of the Ten Thousand Poison Mountain Range was full of sky, and when he got closer, he sensed that the poisonous insects and vicious beasts in it were rampant, which could be described as a crisis step by step, no wonder even the masters of the Imperial Kingdom were reluctant to go deep into it.

Yan Lan hung in the air, and said in his heart: "Am I too confident in my strength when I venture in like this?" The only thing I am worried about at the moment is that the Blood Poison Sect has a strong person in the Heaven Defying Nirvana Realm. According to the information I have obtained, the Blood Poison Gate has existed for more than 10,000 years, and there are many masters in it, and the methods are even more insidious and vicious, and it is incredible. ”

"At that time, at the imperial auction, I promised Steward Lun that once he acted, he would be summoned to interrogate. Since I am ready to act, it is best to let Steward Lun know, even if I fail, it is enough to prove my sincerity. ”

Yan Lan took out the official seal and immediately summoned it to Steward Lun.

After a few breaths, Steward Lun replied: "Yes, faster than His Royal Highness the Eel King predicted." It's just that the black head is still in the hands of His Highness, and it can't be lent to you for the time being. But don't worry, His Royal Highness the Eel King has never reversed what he promised. ”

Yan Lan knew that the black head was by no means easy to know the secrets, and he didn't care too much, so he immediately used the golden Buddha power to protect his body and slowly sneaked towards the Ten Thousand Poisons Mountain Range.

At the moment when Yan Lan disappeared into the Ten Thousand Poison Mountain Range, outside the Ten Thousand Poison Mountain Range, a figure slowly appeared.

"Yan Lan, this master knew that you would come to the Ten Thousand Poison Mountain Range, and today I finally waited for you. When I got here, how hard would it be to kill you!"

The figure whispered coldly, and then slowly disappeared.

If Yan Lan was here, he would definitely be able to recognize that this figure was the Lord of Qinglong Prefecture.

The Qinglong Governor is still not dead.

Not long after the Qinglong Prefecture Lord disappeared, the Xiaoming Prefecture Lord, who was thousands of miles away, suddenly made a move.

The lord of Xiao Ming Prefecture lightly grasped the official seal, and immediately grinned.

Seeing this, the Demon Sea Demon Monk asked, "Lord Governor, why are you so happy?"

The lord of Xiaoming Prefecture raised the corners of his mouth and said: "Catching turtles in the urn, I was worried about what urn to use, but I didn't expect that now, the turtles actually took the initiative to run into our largest and most poisonous urn, what a blessing from God!"