At this time, Yan Lan was by no means deliberately playing with his opponent, but he wanted to figure out who the other party had to support him.

Through this flag, Yan Lan felt the power of the immortal mysterious lord.

The Mystic Lord has always liked to bless those monks with a power, and although the methods are strange and unprovoked, he has never used such an evil and ferocious magic weapon.

Yan Lan immediately guessed another possibility, that is, the Qinglong Governor.

Qinglong Governor's hatred for Yan Lan, if it can be turned into flames, I am afraid that it will be enough to burn the sky.

But it is impossible for the Qinglong Governor to possess such an evil magic weapon.

Yan Lan squinted, he guessed an extreme possibility, that is, this black banner was borrowed by the Qinglong Prefecture Lord from the Blood Poison Gate, and then gave it to the three of them and let the three of them deal with him.

After all, judging from some information, the Lord of Qinglong Prefecture is inextricably linked with the Blood Poison Sect.

Therefore, Yan Lan believes that there must still be a means of blood poison on the three of the Green Eight Changes.

Yan Lan just wants to prove whether this is a ghost behind the blood poison gate.

In the empty square, the atmosphere became particularly solemn.

Thousands of Liuxian Town monks had retreated thousands of miles away, and although they really wanted to watch Yan Lan and the Green Eight Transformation Three Party battle up close, they still had to save their lives.

In addition, Yan Lan had already ordered Fang Chengwang to retreat for hundreds of miles with the defenders of Liuxian Town.

Yan Lan hung quietly, below him, the three heads and six arms were murderous, and the momentum was as immovable as a mountain.

The role of the three heads and six arms at this time is more to prevent some fish from slipping through the net, lest they take advantage of the chaos to sneak into Liuxian Town.

After ten breaths of time, Green Eight Changing dared to look directly at Yan Lan, gritted his teeth and said, "Yan Lan, you are indeed very strong, even stronger than you imagined." But, as we said, there is always power in this world that can suppress you. Don't believe it and see. ”

Midoriba changed his hands and pointed forward.

The black banner that was originally slapped on the ground by Yan Lan immediately rose into the air, and it was not broken at all, and the veins on it writhed like earthworms.

Immediately after, the four black flags turned into four black mist, and the nine-zhang long pole split into four, turning into four pitch-black long blades.

Four clouds of black mist rolled violently, and after a breath, they turned into four pitch-black figures.

The black shadow was two heads shorter than a normal monk, about as tall as Yan Lan's armpits, and a little taller than the Demon Spirit Child.

The pitch-black long blade fell into the hands of the four black shadows, emitting an extremely strong evil aura.

Yan Lan's thunder soul moved, and found that these four black shadows actually had human breath, but the evil qi in the body was too heavy, and the human breath was almost submerged.

Yan Lan suddenly remembered a sentence from Yanyun's painting - "The Blood Poison Gate specializes in searching for that kind of extremely talented baby, and uses secret techniques to erode and transform it into a submissive and extremely terrifying killing devil." ”

"Babies with extremely excellent talents, it is possible that the killing cultivators cultivated by the Blood Poison Sect are all relatively short, probably because these cultivators have lost the power to grow naturally since they were young, and all their strength is used to enhance their strength. ”

Yan Lan thought in his heart, although the aura of the four black shadows was very similar to the Blood Poison Gate, there was no full evidence.

Green Eight changed looked at Yan Lan with an uncertain expression, thinking that Yan Lan was scared, and immediately smiled evilly: "Yan Lan, with your eyesight, you can probably see that the strength of these four cultivators has reached the Seven Yan Divine Separation Stage, and they are almost immortal, let's see, why did you kill them, hahaha......"

Behind them, the legs of the three hundred monks were weak, because the four black shadows made their bone marrow cold, and they wanted to flee on the spot.

"Immortal?"

Yan Lan frowned, and said with a faint smile: "In this world, there is life and death, and there has never been an immortal thing. ”

Before the words fell, Yan Lan's right palm was raised, and the Gangtianmen Nine Seals Killing Cactus burst out domineeringly.

When the four cultivators saw the palm prints coming, they licked their tongues, as if they had seen extremely delicious food.

Even their tongues are as black as ink.

As the palm print approached, the four cultivators suddenly rushed towards the palm print, and then turned into a thick black qi and attached to the palm print.

Yan Lan raised his eyebrows slightly, the palm print reached nine zhang, and the four evil cultivators held the palm print like a monkey climbing a tree, and then actually devoured it.

The Nine Zhangzhang Palm Print, in just one breath, was swallowed up by the four evil cultivators.

Thousands of Falling Cloud City monks were shocked when they saw this scene.

"What is that? You can actually swallow the Recipe Seal directly!"

"What a terrible monster, how did they get it from the Green Cloud Sect. ”

"No wonder the Green Cloud Sect is so confident, it seems that they have the support of the masters. ”

“......”

Everyone in Liuxian Town was also shocked, this was the first time they had seen this situation.

Don't talk about them, even Yan Lan saw them for the first time, and shook his head again and again: "Interesting, very interesting." ”

Seeing this, the evil smile became even stronger: "Yan Lan, die." ”

The four black pupils of the Evil Cultivation suddenly condensed, two of them came towards Yan Lan, and the other two were in two directions, rushing towards Yan Lan.

Yan Lan frowned, ignoring the two evil cultivators who were killing him, he immediately turned around, stretched out his two hands, and grabbed the two evil cultivators who were killing towards Liuxian Town.

In the blink of an eye, Yan Lan grabbed two evil cultivators.

However, something strange happened, Yan Lan clearly felt that the two evil cultivators turned into a sticky and slippery thing, slipping away from his five fingers, as if he was grasping two balls of water, and as if he was holding two loaches.

Seeing this, the three of them changed their wicked smiles even more.

Yan Lan couldn't help frowning even tighter, and muttered puzzledly, "Weird!"

"Boom ......"

Two heavy sounds sounded behind Yan Lan, and they were the sound of two evil cultivators' attack forces hitting him hard behind him.

But Yan Lan didn't move at all, staring at the two cultivators who were about to get out of their hands.

He has the golden Buddha power, the extreme holy power, the Buddha Emperor Zen Bead and the power of the true dragon to protect his body, plus his already cultivated greatly, and his foundation is strong, so he can completely ignore the attacks of the two evil cultivators.

Green Eight became shocked, Hekong Intercept and Liurong were equally shocked, Yan Lan's arrogant actions, and the figure that did not move at all, made them feel that Yan Lan was simply not a person, but a huge sacred mountain.

Only the Divine Mountain can ignore the attacks of those two cultivators.

The cultivators of Liuxian Town sweated for Yan Lan, and Yan Lan, who was omnipotent, seemed to have encountered some thorny problems at the moment.

At the same time, the cultivators of Liuxian Town were nervous, because the two evil cultivators must have killed them.

Yan Lan couldn't stop them, and they naturally had no power to resist.

Yan Lan pinched the two evil cultivators stubbornly, and frantically sensed the hidden power in the evil cultivation in his heart.

"They were monks when they were alive,"

Yan Lan pinched the two evil cultivators stubbornly, and frantically sensed the hidden power in the evil cultivation in his heart.

"They were monks when they were alive,"

Yan Lan pinched the two evil cultivators stubbornly, and frantically sensed the hidden power in the evil cultivation in his heart.

"They were monks in their lifetime," (To be continued.) )