In the battle of the strong, victory or defeat is only between the first line.

Therefore, whether it is Yan Lan, or Ying Guhan, Wan Shijin, and Qianzhengqing, they are all looking for the best balance of interests in repeated confrontations, and no one wants to use all their strength to erase the other party as soon as they come up.

Because, they have not reached the point where they know each other at all.

Yan Lan didn't know what power Yingmen was still hiding, but he knew that the reason why Yingmen was able to become the number one faction in Huangyu Prefecture definitely had immeasurable energy.

Even if Yingmen loses the Canggu Dragon Claw, it will definitely not be vulnerable.

Ten thousand years of history, by no means ordinary.

Even the Xuan clan of the year still retains the hole cards of resurrection and comeback.

If it weren't for Yan Lan's Hell Lamp, who suddenly discovered a trace of the secret of the Xuan Clan's ancestral tower, he wouldn't have been able to stop the Xuan Clan from escaping.

The background and foundation of Yingmen should be deeper than that of the Xuan clan.

Yan Lan also needs to face Wan Shijin and Qianzhengqing, and he is extremely cautious in every step, if he is not careful, he may fall into a catastrophe.

If you can kill the enemy with the least amount of force, try not to use the strength that hurts your muscles and bones.

Countless lives are hanging on Yan Lan's body, no matter how confident Yan Lan is, no matter how strong his strength is, he will not dare to hold it up without an overwhelming advantage.

Yan Lan heard Ying Guhan's question, shook his head and said: "Yan is here to destroy Yingmen, if he ends up becoming a lackey of Yingmen, how will Yan's teachers and best friends think of Yan? ”

Yinggu smiled coldly: "Little guy who doesn't know the height of the sky, the old man can't tolerate you!"

With that, Ying Guhan waved his right hand, and the thirteen blood oath cultivators sacrificed their natal magic weapons one after another, jumped up, lined up in all directions, surrounded Yan Lan, and then used the ultimate killing move.

Yan Lan's pupils tightened, he originally wanted to use the three heads and six arms and the second yin, but now, the cultivation of the three heads and six arms has reached the middle stage of the six Yan distractions, and the cultivation of the second yin has also reached the middle stage of the five Yan distractions, but the strength of the two of them will definitely not be able to resist the thirteen blood oath cultivators.

Others couldn't see it, but Yan Lan could see that among the thirteen blood oath cultivators, three of them had reached the Liuyan Distraction Stage.

Just as the old man who was pretentious just now said, among the thirteen people, the lowest strength also had the early stage of Wuyan Distraction.

This also means that Yan Lan has to exert his strength to fight against ten Fifth Yan Split Divine Stage Monks and three Sixth Yan Split Divine Stage Monks.

During the period of distraction between the five and six Yan, there is a huge ravine.

It is often more difficult to upgrade from five to six than from six to seven.

Cultivation to the Six Yan Distraction Period, it is a qualitative leap, whether it is the body or the soul, or the primordial spirit, it will be countless times stronger, as if it has been transformed by the divine power of heaven and earth.

This will be Yan Lan's most tragic battle.

Yan Lan originally thought that it would be enough to deal with the Yingmen family, but he didn't expect that Hengsheng Wanshijin and Qianzhengqing were two people, but the forces behind the two were extremely huge, so they needed to be dealt with carefully.

Yan Lan looked up to the sky and whispered in his mouth: "Death is coming!"

This is not the hand of death, but the coming of death.

A majestic and vast force erupted from Yan Lan's body.

A low sigh seemed to come from under the Nine Shades, echoing between heaven and earth, and even haunting the souls of all cultivators.

In an instant, a black shadow appeared in Yan Lan's body, the shadow was incomplete, only the right half of his head, one right hand, and the right half of his upper body.

The Grim Reaper who came this time had half an upper body than before.

The power is brilliant, and it is by no means comparable to what it used to be.

At this moment, all the monks within 10,000 miles suddenly felt a chill suddenly erupt from their souls, as if the hand of death had just swept over their souls and plucked the strings of their lives.

Those who have cultivated less than the Four Rays Distraction Period trembled uncontrollably, and immediately knelt down in the void.

Death descends, and all spirits sow.

Even if they were cultivated to a small number of strong people who were above the Siyan Distraction Period, their legs were weak, and they tried their best to control the drive to kneel.

"What kind of power is that, I feel death, I can't help but surrender!"

"I feel as if I am so close to death, I have never felt the breath of death so closely!"

"Yan Lan is a demon from the wasteland?"

"It's terrifying, I'm going to avoid it for another 10,000 miles!"

“......”

The cultivators were shocked and retreated one after another.

Ying Guhan was also numb, as if an invisible hand was grabbing his heart fiercely, making his chest heavy, unable to breathe, not daring to look directly, and immediately bowed his head.

Wan Shijin's body was under the protection of the Buddha Emperor Zen Beads, and was also alarmed by the residual power of the God of Death, and the Buddha Emperor Zen Beads immediately had a large amount of golden light, exuding supreme Buddha power, blocking most of the invasion of the power of the God of Death.

Qianzhengqing took a step back, also inexplicably terrified of this force, and at the same time felt incredulous that he had suddenly had the idea of surrendering.

Qianzhengqing immediately closed his eyes and operated the secret technique, so that it was easier.

However, the thirteen Blood Oaths were the closest to Yan Lan, and the fluctuations in the power of the Death God were particularly huge.

They are not puppets, they are still alive with will and sanity.

The attack of the thirteen Blood Sworn Cultivators immediately slowed down, as if the sharp arrows suddenly lost their edge.

Yan Lan stretched out his right hand, and the black shadow's right hand coincided with his right hand, a hundred-zhang black palm, moving with the movement of his right hand.

At the same time, the power of three thunder souls was blasted, and three soul seals were sacrificed, directly pointing at the blood oath of the three Liuyan distraction periods.

The monk of the Wuyan Distraction Period, Yan Lan no longer looks down on him.

The higher you stand, the stricter the requirements.

Seal the bodies of the three Blood Sworn Cultivators with the power of death, and use the power of thunder souls to shock their souls, and then take the opportunity to invade with soul seals.

In an instant, the three blood oaths of the Liuyan Distraction Stage became Yanlan Imperial Slaves.

Even the monks of the Liuyan Distraction Period couldn't stop the majesty of Yan Lan's death at this moment.

Yan Lan's hand of death urged the power of the god of death to descend and swept through the air.

It's like holding a huge ******, swatting a fly that flies in.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

With ten loud bangs, the ten blood oaths of the Wuyan Distraction Stage were all lifeless, their bodies were shattered, and their souls dissipated, along with the storage ring and magic weapon, were collected by Yan Lan.

Yan Lan suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and said to the frightened Yinggu: "Thank you for the great gift to Yan." ”

"What's going on, thirteen blood oaths are overdue, and only three are left?"

The old man, who had just flaunted his knowledge, stared wide at the moment, blew his beard, and couldn't help but shout loudly. His loud voice echoed between heaven and earth, making Ying Guhan, who was trembling in his heart, come back to his senses immediately.

Ying Gu smiled coldly: "You only killed ten Blood Oath Cultivators of the Fifth Flame Separation Period, and three Blood Oath Cultivators of the Six Flame Separation Stage, they ...... They ......"

As he spoke, Ying Guhan's eyes suddenly widened, and he couldn't say any more.

Because, Ying Guhan saw that the three Liuyan distraction period blood oaths to be cultivated, put down their blades, and stood obediently behind Yan Lan, as if they were the guards that Yan Lan brought with him.

Yinggu's cold heart moved, his expression changed drastically, and he was shocked like never before: "How is it possible, you...... You actually forcibly cut off their blood oath soul seals from the old man's body, and controlled their souls, you...... How did you get so strong?" (To be continued.) )