Because of the huge size of the palm, all the palm prints are also quite obvious.

The Dao palm print is dozens of zhang high, and it is hideous and terrifying on the palm print of the earth.

Yan Lan stared at the palm prints, and didn't find anything unusual, but they were not much different from the palm prints of human monks.

"This hand should be a Terran monk, but it could also be the head of the Troll Beast Clan, after all, they look roughly like a human. ”

Suddenly, Yan Lan's eyebrows tightened, and he muttered: "No, I forgot a very important point, after the strength of the fierce beast reaches the Heaven-defying Nirvana realm, it can transform into a human form. Therefore, it cannot be ruled out that the giant hand is a beastly humanoid palm. ”

Yan Lan stood next to the Sword Mark Abyss, pondered for a moment, shook his head slightly, and said, "If you guess, it's better to go down and take a look." One of the hands of that murderous creature is ten thousand zhang large, and his flesh must be hundreds of thousands of zhang high. 100,000 zhang is 660 miles, and hundreds of thousands of zhang is thousands of miles. ”

"With such a huge body, it is very difficult to completely conceal the aura. Unless, like Baili Weeping Blood, it takes a lot of effort to arrange a powerful ban array. If I search the entire abyss of sword marks, I will surely find its traces. ”

"I can't match it, but I'm good enough to protect myself. ”

Yan Lan's heart moved, and he immediately jumped up, and soon came to the other end of the sword mark abyss.

Yan Lan radiated his soul power, permeating the entire sword mark abyss, up and down, sweeping from one end of the abyss to the other step by step.

No one forced Yan Lan to do this, but as a human race, Yan Lan naturally had to protect the safety of the place where the human race lived.

Yan Lan also knew that in this world, there were thousands of alien races, and many of them were always thinking about the place where the human race lived and wanted to take it for themselves.

Yan Lan knows even more that these races are predatory and destructive to the living environment.

From some inconsequential memories of Baili Weeping Blood, I know that in many places in the Wild Domain, there were originally places with green mountains and clear waters and abundant spiritual energy.

However, since it was occupied by some races, it soon became a dead place, losing all vitality and vitality.

Those races had to look for other spiritual lands and take them for themselves.

The cycle repeats itself, causing the wilderness to become more and more barren.

Countless years ago, the land where the human race lived was much larger than it is now, and the land of spiritual energy was far greater than it is now, but it was constantly encroached upon by many races, and now there are only less than 100 million miles left.

And even now, there are countless races that are frantically invading the borders of the Lion Nation.

Countless Terran guards, sacrificing their lives to defend their families and the country, they are worthy of respect and worthy of being remembered by the Terrans.

Yan Lan also has respect for them.

Yan Lan walked about 100,000 miles, but still found nothing.

However, Yan Lan sensed a loud roar coming from ahead.

It was as if there were ten thousand storms swirling at the same time, eroding the land for thousands of miles, and the sound was deafening, like ten thousand thunders roaring.

"This is the eye of the storm in the mouth of the giant kui, and from time to time it will throw out beast spirits, which is really strange!"

Yan Lan hovered in mid-air, quietly looking at the eye of the storm.

The eye of the storm is thousands of miles in diameter, up to a hundred miles, gray throughout, and spins wildly, like a huge round basin clasped at the bottom of the abyss, and like a mysterious passage to another world.

Yan Lan waited quietly for half an hour, and the eye of the storm did not move.

"Skip this place first, and then find the trace of that murderous thing, and then come back to explore this strange eye of the storm. ”

Yan Lan's soul power swept through the eye of the storm, and a large amount of soul power was torn apart.

Because Yan Lan did not specifically condense his soul power to probe the eye of the storm, but swept through it with his scattered soul power, he could not penetrate deep into the eye of the storm.

In the following hour, Yan Lan inspected the Sword Trace Abyss back and forth, but found nothing else.

Yan Lan stood quietly beside the Eye of the Storm, looking puzzled: "Strange, I concluded that the murderous thing had nothing to do with the Eye of the Storm, but there was no trace of the murderous object in the entire Sword Trace Abyss. That murderous creature has obviously sunk into the abyss, why doesn't it leave a trace?"

Yan Lan's gaze turned to the eye of the storm, and in the entire abyss, only this place was extremely abnormal.

"Could it be that the creature was sucked into the eye of the storm?"

Yan Lan felt more and more strange, the movement here seemed to imply that there was a huge secret hidden here.

Where the human race lives, there have always been many secrets.

For example, "Abnormal Movement in the Ground", such as "Glowing Demon Red, Six Calamities and Troubled Times", such as "Black Prison Ghost Gu", but there have always been only signs, and they have not fully erupted so far.

Yan Lan faintly felt that the current human race seemed to have a world-destroying sword hanging above its head, and it didn't know when it would fall down and burst out with devastating power.

Perhaps, there is a key introduction.

It's just that this primer has not yet been ignited, but it has been continuously heated until it reaches the ignition point one day.

Yan Lan took a deep breath, and the power of the thunder soul condensed into a sharp arrow, fiercely piercing into the eye of the storm.

However, after only penetrating for dozens of miles, it is impossible to go half a step further.

Then the power of the Thunder Soul was destroyed by the powerful spinning force.

Yan Lan's body trembled slightly, and his eyes widened in disbelief: "It's such a powerful destructive power, my soul realm has reached the late stage of the eighth rank of the human realm, and the power of the thunder soul is enough to match the soul power of the peak of the eighth rank of the enemy realm." Converted to the realm of cultivation, it is equivalent to the peak of the Mahayana period. I didn't expect that I still couldn't penetrate the eye of the storm, no wonder even the troll beasts didn't know anything about it. ”

"However, since the Eye of the Storm can throw beast spirits, that is, the spirits are allowed to pass through. For the sake of now, this is the only way. ”

Yan Lan's heart moved, and in the dantian, the ghost spirit came out of his body.

Ghost spirit, one of the three spirits of Yanlan.

The ghost spirit moved, becoming as big as Yan Lan's body.

In the Zen heart space, Ziyi looked frightened when she saw this, and shouted: "Brother, don't take risks, let Yi'er go!"

Ziyi said, instantly demonized, and her whole body was black, and she burst out with a powerful battle intent.

"Brother, let Yi'er in, my brother has a heavy responsibility, and he must not take risks at will. ”

Ziyi's words were categorical, bursting with unprecedented firmness and fortitude.

Yan Lan smiled and said, "Yi'er, don't worry, this is just a spirit body of mine." ”

Zi Yi was a little annoyed: "Brother, once the spirit body is lost, it can't be rebuilt, let Yi'er go, Yi'er has a peerless ability, and the storm will definitely not help Yi'er." ”

Yan Lan smiled: "If the storm can't help you, then it will definitely not help me, haha, don't worry, it'll be fine, brother, my life is hard!"

Yan Lan would not let Ziyi take risks, and immediately couldn't help but say, the ghost spirit moved, and rushed towards the eye of the storm without hesitation.

Zi Yi looked pained, but there was nothing she could do, she could only watch as Yan Lan's ghost spirit entered the eye of the storm.

The ghost spirit is like Yan Lan's clone, and Yan Lan can naturally know everything around her through the ghost spirit.

"Sure enough, the eye of the storm is much easier to pass through the spirit than it is to penetrate the soul power. ”