"Yan Lan, the deity also wants you to know that the deity is not only a nightmare for the living, but also the master of the dead. ”

The Soul Gathering Venerable's hair fluttered, and even the flowing rags and clothes on his body danced with it, like countless excited snakes, struggling to cheer and shout.

"Lord of the Necromancy?"

Yan Lan groaned in his mouth, and the corners of his mouth did rise slightly, as if the Soul Gathering Venerable had brought him powerful inspiration.

Immediately after, Yan Lan raised his gaze, and the spirit of the whole person was completely restored.

The Soul Gathering Venerable raised his eyebrows, and said in his heart: "This son's ability to recover is so fast, his vitality seems to be very vast, if he can devour this son's vitality, the deity's cultivation will definitely progress by leaps and bounds, and he will even be able to touch the threshold of the third realm." ”

Thinking of this, the killing intent of the Soul Gathering Venerable was even stronger.

The reason why Yan Lan was a little tired before was because he felt that the Soul Gathering Venerable had no obvious weaknesses, he had a lot of extreme moves, and he was tired of dealing with the repeated attacks of the Soul Gathering Venerable, and he couldn't get an idea of what kind of extreme move to use for a while.

The Thunder Punishment Gu Mu cannot be used for the time being, this is the ultimate trick to press the bottom of the box, and it cannot be easily opened until it is absolutely necessary.

Wang Qi's broken arm is also a sharp weapon, although the Soul Gathering Venerable is strong, but it has not yet reached the point where Wang Qi's broken arm needs to be used.

At present, there are many strong enemies, and every time Yan Lan makes a move, he must use accurate strength to avoid the situation of killing chickens with a knife.

With such continuous calculations in his heart, Yan Lan seemed quite tired.

At this moment, the Soul Gathering Venerable actually vainly claimed to be the master of the necromancer, which was a little ridiculous to Yan Lan's ears.

Extreme tricks need to be accumulated.

Although the accumulation of momentum is only in an instant, for Yan Lan, it can extend this moment.

So there was a moment to breathe and buffer.

Yan Lan said arrogantly: "Old horseman, if you are the master of the necromancer, then Yan is the necromancer of his ancestor. ”

At this moment, the Spirit Devouring Vortex reversed, and Yan Lan was about to use the power of the Grim Reaper.

The pupils of the Qinglong Prefecture Lord constricted, and he was very curious about what kind of power Yan Lan would use to deal with the Soul Gathering Venerable, and even wanted to know how powerful Yan Lan was and where Yan Lan's limit was.

The two elders of Qing Xun opened their mouths slightly, they clearly knew that Yan Lan was suddenly so confident, and he must be extremely confident in his extreme moves.

On Qinglong Street, those distraction period monks also looked up, most of them did not personally watch yesterday's Wang Zhan, at this moment, Yan Lan's battle against the Soul Gathering Venerable was bound to be no less exciting than Wang Zhan.

Therefore, many people actually looked forward to it, and even immersed themselves in it, forgetting that they were here to help the main town of Qinglong Prefecture kill Yanlan.

When the Soul Gathering Venerable heard this, a chuckle appeared on his face: "Arrogant child, you can't hide your mouth." After a while, if you fall into the hands of the deity, you will knock out your teeth and cut out your tongue. ”

"You dare!"

A loud shout came from thousands of feet away, and when the Soul Gathering Venerable heard the words, he looked out and found that the speaker was a little girl with a black body.

This little girl is none other than Ziyi.

Zi Yi glared angrily, if it weren't for Yan Lan and her mind to figure it out and not allow her to make a move, she would have already used her extreme trick to kill the Soul Gathering Venerable.

The Soul Gathering Venerable floated a cruel smile and said coldly: "Little girl, don't worry, when the deity cleans up Yanlan, he will come to clean you up." ”

After speaking, the Soul Gathering Venerable glared at Yan Lan angrily and roared violently: "Heaven and earth dead souls, yin and yang remnant souls, listen to my orders, punish immortals and destroy demons." All souls are one, and the Emperor of Hades is coming!"

In an instant, the heaven and earth were filled with the breath of death, as if the Soul Gathering Venerable had brought the underworld to the world.

Yan Lan was slightly shocked, because he actually felt the breath of death descending.

"The Emperor of the Underworld, the Grim Reaper, could it be the same great supernatural power?"

Yan Lan suddenly guessed curiously, and was even more curious about what secret the Soul Gathering Venerable had cultivated, and he actually had an aura similar to his death reaper.

At this moment, Yan Lan also became extremely solemn.

"Death is coming!"

A low roar came from Yan Lan's heart.

A low sigh, as if coming from the Netherworld, like the sigh of death, echoed between heaven and earth, and even haunted the souls of all cultivators.

Why does the god of death sigh, I don't know whether to pity the common people or lament the endless reincarnation.

A force that terrified everyone instantly spread between heaven and earth. A chill suddenly erupted from the souls of the cultivators, as if the hand of death had just swept over their souls and plucked the strings of their lives.

A black phantom appeared in Yan Lan's body, overlapping with his body.

The Black Shadow has a full upper body, but as before, only the right half of the head, and a right hand!

This is the strongest Death Reaper that Yan Lan has been able to perform so far, and this time he sacrificed it without reservation, and the power is better than any before.

At this moment, the confident and arrogant eyes of the Soul Gathering Venerable suddenly changed, as if he had encountered the most terrifying devil in the world, and his expression was instantly hideous and terrifying.

In the midst of the royal battle, the Soul Gathering Venerable had witnessed Yan Lan cast the Grim Reaper when he fought against the Demon Wisdom Spirit Child, but at that time, there was a war realm that was isolated and far away, although he was shocked, but it was far from being as immersive as it was at this moment.

"No...... No way, you ...... How can you have the power of the Immortal Emperor, this is clearly the power of the Immortal Emperor, where did you learn it......"

The Soul Gathering Venerable asked questions in a panic, or he was talking to himself, and even the extreme move of the Immortal Emperor who was sacrificed had a slight shock.

However, Yan Lan did not answer the doubts of the Soul Gathering Venerable, and the majestic power of the Death Divine Descent overwhelmingly overwhelmed the Soul Gathering Venerable, and even completely destroyed the power of his Hades Emperor's descending.

The moment he saw the Soul Gathering Venerable's extreme move collapse, Yan Lan showed a relieved smile.

The power of the Hades Emperor's descent is really too different from the power of his death reaper.

The Soul Devouring Vortex has devoured the majestic energy of the seven ancient tombs, and the evil spirits of the Ten Thousand Resentful Death Sword have been obtained, which can continue to devour the evil power between heaven and earth.

The power of Yan Lan's death god, even if he didn't deliberately cultivate, today's power would definitely be better than yesterday's.

The Soul Gathering Venerable was like a tall building, collapsing with a bang.

However, Yan Lan did not let him die, and his strength at the moment could not even kill the Soul Gathering Venerable, so he could only continue to use the power of the Thunder Soul, the Purple Lin Soul Might, and the power of the True Dragon Remnant Soul to condense the Soul Seal and forcibly control the soul of the Soul Gathering Venerable.

The Soul Gathering Venerable's mind had already been lost, and under Yan Lan's incomparable multiple soul powers, his soul seal was controlled by Yan Lan in just three breaths.

Yan Lan exhaled heavily, raised his sleeve to wipe the beads of sweat on his forehead, if he was on the ground, he really wanted to dissipate his strength and lie on the ground to rest.

This battle pushed Yan Lan into an even more exhausting abyss.

However, from this moment on, Yan Lan had another powerful imperial slave. (To be continued.) )