Qingtian, Wuhuang, Lan family.

The war continued, and countless people attacked the Lan family, and the traitors and outsiders cooperated with each other. This martial arts family that had lasted for hundreds of thousands of years was now broken.

There were only a few people left to fight to the death, grief and anger. Even so many enemies would not have caused this, but most of the foundation was mastered by traitors, and even the holy weapon became the biggest threat to the Lan family today.

Above the sky, a number of third-step martial artists were besieged and killed.

The Wannian family has come to an end, which makes people sigh.

Lan Zheng was covered in scars and looked at Lan Yu in front of him coldly.

"The Lan family treats you very well."

Lan Yu smiled and said, "That's right, it's not really thin, but it's not what I want."

"Since I was a child, I practiced hard and tried my best to do my best, but you are too dazzling. In other people's eyes, you are the only martial arts genius, and I am so willing to do it under my body that I have been suppressed by you!"

Looking at Lan Yu's green face floating on his body and looking at the dead and wounded tribe members, Lan Zheng closed his eyes.

"For this reason, you are willing to abandon martial arts, and these tribe members are there?"

"I have advised them? But they are too stubborn. As for martial arts, it's nothing." Lan Yu looked at the corpse below and shook his head.

"There must be sacrificed!"

"I am giving you one last chance. Follow me and I will give you supreme glory." Lan Yu laughed. Lan Zheng, who was once arrogant at this moment, was just an ant in his palm.

Those anger from the past has now disappeared because he no longer needs to look up to him.

"Impossible." Lan Zheng flatly refused Lan Yu's request.

How could his pride allow him to surrender to a traitor?

"It's stubborn." Lan Yu's face became cold and he used up his patience.

A green face floated out, spiritual power gathered wildly from all directions, and a silence and withering made Lan Zheng's martial arts body difficult to deal with.

"Does your pride just use the power of others?" Lan Zheng said.

This sentence suddenly hit Lan Yu's pain: "I don't know how to live or die."

In an instant, the green face opened his bloody mouth and tore off a piece of Lan Zheng's flesh.

This power does not belong to Lan Yu, but can be used by Lan Yu, and is strong enough to crush Lan Zheng.

Lan Zheng struggled to resist the tearing from the green face, and at the same time watched the people coming up around him.

The Lan family is finished!

A trace of bitterness appeared. Although he did not have much affection for this family, he lived here for so long after all.

"Lan Yu, one day I will come back and kill you with my own hands!" Lan Zheng shouted loudly, and a light emitted from his arms.

The space was broken, a light flashed, and Lan Zheng disappeared.

"Break the boundary talisman? So it's really in your hands?" Lan Zheng whispered as he looked at the place where Lan Zheng disappeared.

"Son of the Holy Son..."

Lan Yu waved his hand to stop him.

"If we let him go, our purpose is not on him. Besides, I have to wait for him to come back and see me again, the powerlessness on my face would be so exciting! Hahahaha."

After saying that, Lan Yu laughed loudly, and the green face on his body immediately smiled strangely, extremely cunning.

After a while, Lan Yu stopped and asked, "How is it now!"

"Wuhuang has officially belonged to us, and the other seven wildernesses are almost the same. It is the nerds of Ruhuang and the bald donkeys of Fohuang, which is a bit troublesome!"

"No hurry. If you deal with others, are you still afraid of them?" Lan Yu said calmly.

“Have my guest arrived?”

"Here you come."

"It's time to meet me. Ho!"

The remaining people began to deal with the already scattered Lan family. Under the support of the traitors, a new leader in the Lan family soon appeared.

Not Lan Yu.

Now he no longer looks down on it.

Outside a hall, many peach blossoms bloomed freely, and countless petals swept through the air.

A woman in yellow was playing the flute sadly under the peach tree.

The sound of the flute is like crying and complaining, as if there is a little endless sadness.

The peach blossom on the forehead was so beautiful that it was as red as blood.

Lan Zheng appeared in a dark shadow, listened to the sound of the flute, and applauded in admiration.

"It sounds nice, it's worthy of being an obsessed evil spirit."

Hearing the applause, the woman in yellow stopped.

"Wang Xun…Xun…”

When Lan Yu heard the words of the woman in yellow, he laughed and said, "Wang Xun had already died under the holy weapon ten years ago."

Hearing Lan Yu's words, the woman in yellow fell into madness, and the petals of the sky turned into black water and attacked Lan Yu.

"Impossible, he killed my king and destroyed my homeland, no! He was not dead, I could feel it."

In an instant, a green face appeared on Lan Yu's body. When Hei Shui met the green face, he was as scared as if he had met a fierce beast. He was so scared that he retreated wildly.

The woman in yellow also turned into a black human liquid in front of this green face, as if she had seen a great horror.

"Yes...you..."

Lan Yu frowned: "Wang Xun is not dead?"

"It is an obsessed evil spirit. If Wang Xun really dies, he should be able to feel it." A voice came from the shadows.

"That's so interesting!" Lan Yu smiled.

"It seems that she will not cooperate with us?" Lan Yu looked at the panicked obsessive evil spirit and was speechless.

"Impossible, don't rely on it, it only has obsession and cannot be killed at all!"

Upon hearing this, Lan Yu stopped looking at the woman in yellow and turned around and left.

"Wang...Xun..." After Lan Yu left, the obsessed evil spirit returned to normal.

"you there……?"

Under normal circumstances, the obsessed evil spirit always has a vague feeling about Wang Xun, but in the past ten years, this feeling has suddenly disappeared.

As if it was isolated by something, it could only detect that Wang Xun was still alive. As for where? It almost walked through the entire blue sky but couldn't find it.

There is only a vague feeling that tells it.

He will be back!

Wang Xun naturally didn't know about these situations.

Now the Qingtian has undergone a tremendous change, and the eight wildernesses are constantly chasing. With the intervention of an inexplicable force, the situation seems to be out of control.

What is even more worrying is that someone is deliberately provoking a battle between the right and the demon.

The battle between the right and the demons, the battle between ideas, is an answer that is not right or wrong, but once it breaks out, it will become unreasonable just like a dispute between religion.

I knew someone was instigating him, but the demon was like this, and it exploded at the touch!

And they can't stop. In the second step, monks are very likely to fall into paranoia, which is also caused by the catastrophe of the world.

In history, many such things have happened, and not only are the consequences of being miserable, but the impact is also profound.

But when it is almost the same, there will always be external forces to stop it, but this time it is different.

Some races seemed to have felt something or received some instructions, and began to migrate with their clans and leave the sky.

In a few years, the top ten young masters and nine gods disappeared one after another.

"Has the Wu Ling tribe left Qingtian?"

"Hakushui clan disappeared?"

"The Spirit Fox Clan has also begun to migrate?"

"Who did you see the auspicious young master being picked up by?"

"The temple disappeared?"

"Where is the Moon Worshiping Sect?"

“…………”

Such things happen frequently when a century-old vision occurs, and some people have discovered that something is wrong.

It seems that a turbulent current appears in the vastness, constantly affecting the vastness.

News of an explosion on Star Road came out, and Taisui Tian changed.

"The Tai Sui Dynasty, which suppressed Tai Sui Tian for 30 million years, collapsed!"

Like a torrent, it came from the star road.

"No! Your Majesty!"

"Your Majesty Tai Sui, are you no longer protecting your people?"

A group of old ministers cried bitterly.

Billions of troops were in chaos, and the princes from all over the country rose up and the heroes were in power.

The sculpture that stood for 30 million years in Tai Sui collapsed.

Collapse like the glory of the past.

Countless third-step monks were at a loss.

In the vast depths, Li Youlan swept the dust on his body and smashed a corpse.

His eyes turned to nothingness and an angry figure appeared.

"Land, long time no see."

Wandering looked at Li Youlan and said angrily: "Do you know what you are doing?"

Li Youlan smiled faintly and said, "Isn't it just that Taisui's sky collapsed?"

"you……"

"Have you forgotten, why did we do our best to establish Jiutian for the purpose of?" Wanlang said in pain.

"Jiutian? Hahahaha, that's right, for what? Just experiment!" Li Youlan's face turned cold.

"So? How many people have forgotten their original intention?"

"You...they are not wrong, shouldn't you keep the fire?"

"Hahaha, fire seed?" Li Youlan laughed so hard that she burst into tears, and she kept laughing madly.

"I think it's Changsheng!" Li Youlan stopped laughing and said coldly.

"You are too extreme..." Wandering sighed.

"You should know that the Era Road has begun, and there is not much time left, and you are still...?"

"Enough, don't talk about that much. When the former Lord of the Era comes back, have you decided to take the team?"

"I think we should negotiate...discuss... maybe there is a better way." The wandering voice became much smaller without realizing it.

Li Youlan also calmed down and shook her head in disappointment as she looked at Wandering.

"You are always so naive..."

After saying that, Li Youlan's figure dispersed.

"Don't chase me anymore, you know, you can't find me..."

Wandering stopped helplessly and said bitterly: "I'm not naive, I can't do anything about it?"

"There is no way? I think I'm cowardly!" At this moment, an old voice appeared.

An elderly figure walked out, and every step of his step seemed to carry an endless river of time.

It was the old man who walked out of the grave under the sky.

"Why are you awake? How is it possible? Era..." The wandering stopped the last few words.

I can't say it, I dare not say it, but once I can't say it, many people will know about it.

"Do you think that mercy and prayer can lead to survival?" the old man asked.

"It's not a plea, it's cooperation!" Wanderer argued.

"Is there any difference?" the old man said disdainfully.

"this…"

"Do you want to see something different?" the old man asked.

"What?"

"If you want to see it, come with me!" After saying that, the old man turned around and left without waiting for the wandering to speak.

Wandering hesitated for a moment, turned around and followed.

"The eternal vastness, the eternal immortal realm, the emperors of ancient and modern times, and the kings of all immortals."

"The road to the ages, reincarnation for thousands of disasters, and will last forever."

"Everyone is sad and quarrels constantly, and he will never die, leaving only lament."

"Who can transcend the eternal land at the moment of creation, the end of the world's destruction?"

"Lament, lament... lament..."
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