"The Blade of the Netherworld, as stated in the inscription, is said to possess the power from the underworld. It is instant death when touched and is unstoppable. It is an excellent weapon for killing people, silencing them, and defeating the enemy."

"It's just that it took me nine days to cultivate one Netherworld Blade. If it can be like the Ten Thousand Swords Lingtian Sword Art, I can cultivate thousands of Netherworld Blades. If the Ten Thousand Blades are fired at once, even the masters at the Nascent Soul stage of the Five Evolutions

, I am also sure of winning with one blow."

Yan Lan had personally experienced the power of the Wuyan Nascent Soul Stage monks. If he hadn't possessed all kinds of rare treasures, as long as the other party moved a finger, he would have been wiped out.

However, on the basis of having all kinds of exotic treasures to protect the body, and then cultivating thousands of Nether Blades, one can injure and repel the opponent without draining the power of the thunder soul.

"But how difficult it is to practice to that level! The closer to the end of the Dark Annihilation Life Technique, the more severe the erosion of the mind and soul. If I hadn't tempered my soul since I was a child, coupled with the protection of the thunder soul, and the golden supernatural body protection

, I’m afraid it’s difficult to withstand such a fast cultivation speed.”

There was a complex expression in Yan Lan's eyes. The Art of Oblivion and Destruction was indeed powerful, but along with it came a strong erosion of the soul. He didn't know how long he could withstand it relying on his own various treasures.

Because, on top of the third level Nether Blade, there is a fourth level.

The third level was so powerful, Yan Lan could not imagine how powerful it would be if he practiced to the fourth level.

I'm afraid that just a flip of my hand can cover thousands of miles of sky.

I'm afraid it requires a higher level of cultivation to succeed in cultivation.

Immediately, Yan Lan closed her palms and put away the Nether Blade. With a thought, she stepped into the Zen Heart Space.

Practicing the Art of Annihilation and Destruction focuses on improving his strength.

Entering the Zen mind space will enhance your cultivation level.

Yan Lan sat cross-legged in the void and murmured to herself: "Now my cultivation has reached the peak of the Dan Transformation Stage, and I am only one step away from the Nascent Soul Stage of the Moving Heaven Spiritual Realm. But this step may be even greater than what I have taken before.

Every step you take must be broad and difficult.”

Yan Lan knew clearly that there were countless living beings between heaven and earth, and there were countless monks there, but there was only one person in a million who could enter the Nascent Soul stage.

The Alchemy Stage is considered to be the strongest among monks, and its lifespan can reach hundreds of years. However, in the turbulent world of cultivation, the Alchemy Stage has not yet reached the state of freedom.

However, reaching the Nascent Soul stage is a major breakthrough. The elixir of the Nascent Soul is an existence that transcends mortals. The spiritual energy of heaven and earth contained in the body is so powerful that it can fill the sea.

It is not an easy task to completely obliterate a Yuanying stage monk, even one who is in the first stage of the Yuanying stage.

Therefore, only by reaching the Nascent Soul stage can one truly embark on the path of becoming a strong person and gain a foothold in the world of cultivation.

Yan Lan closed his eyes slightly, the golden super power tempered his body, and the thunder soul energy tempered his soul. He branched out with another consciousness and understood the Holy Art of Pregnant Spirit.

A night of silence.

Early the next morning, Yan Lan opened her eyes, walked out of the Zen space, and walked out to the meeting hall.

Walking to the front of the hall, Yan Lan found that all the members of the Xuanji Alliance had already been divided into four columns and were waiting respectfully in the hall.

Yan Lan's figure passed through a shadow, and then she stood proudly in the hall, facing everyone.

"Meet the leader!"

Everyone worshiped him respectfully.

Yan Lan stretched out his right hand, looked at the people in the excitement of the battle, and said with a smile: "Brothers, there is no need to be polite. I think everyone has already been unable to restrain themselves and wants to kill Xuanzong's people crazily. Now, let's set off, Ma Lao will lead the way for us."

"Okay, kill all Xuanzong, massacre all Xuanzong..."

Everyone raised their arms and shouted loudly, and the sound shook the rubble to the point where dust came out.

Afterwards, Ma Lao chuckled and led everyone in Division A to take the lead.

Yan Lan and Ma Lao ran side by side. He is now the leader of an alliance. The alliance has just been established. In order to establish prestige, he must dare to be the vanguard in everything now.

The remaining five Xuanzong Yiding branches are scattered within a radius of thousands of miles. Each branch is extremely hidden and cannot be found unless Ma Lao leads the way.

Every time they arrived at a Xuanzong branch, everyone swarmed up and poured out their hatred towards Xuanzong.

With the lessons of previous defeats and captures, everyone no longer fights alone, but three-five-one, matching the strong and weak, advancing together and retreating together, killing Xuanzong's men and horses in misery, Xuanzong's formation, which has always been unfavorable, in the presence of many strong men

Under the combined force of the siege, they immediately collapsed and were completely defeated.

The first Xuanzong branch was completely slaughtered in just three sticks of incense. Only three Nascent Soul monks were forcibly tamed by Yan Lan.

Yan Lan entered the Xuanzong branch and found that except for some magic weapons and spiritual stones that he had snatched, the blood pool had dried up, and even the old man in blood-clothed clothes guarding the place was nowhere to be found.

"Could it be that Xuanzong already knew what we were doing, so why did he still leave these Xuanzong members here to die?"

Yan Lan stood in the blood cave, silent,

After a long time, Yan Lan suddenly opened his eyes, with a look of shock on his face, and murmured: "Could it be that Xuanzong has achieved their ultimate goal? These low-level Xuanzong members know too many secrets of Xuanzong, and sooner or later they will be exposed by Xuanzong's senior officials."

Silence. Now we are looking for revenge against Xuanzong, just in time to clean up the family for Xuanzong, and it has also consumed our strength."

Yan Lan frowned, pursed her lips, and continued thinking: "In this case, is it necessary to continue to slaughter the other four Yiding branches?"

After asking himself, Yan Lan shook his head: "If we give up now, those members of the alliance who killed Hongyan may not be very comfortable. In this case, then go all the way to the dark side and destroy the other four Yiding branches.

, so as not to get in the way, I don’t believe what tricks Xuanzong can pull off!”

Yanlan swept away what Xuanzong had robbed, and ordered everyone to rest for two hours before rushing to the next target.

Within three days, all five Yiding branches of Xuanzong were destroyed, and Yan Lan tamed a total of fifteen masters of the Yuanying stage, three of whom were in the second stage of the Yuanying stage, and twelve who were in the first stage of the Yuanying stage.

During the battle, Yan Lan used the Nether Blade.

Wherever the Netherworld Blade passed, there was a strong aura of death. As long as the monks were killed by the Netherworld Blade, their bodies and the Yuan Dan in their Dantian were enveloped in the aura of death, and after a while there would be no residue left.

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Similarly, in the blood caves of these five branches, the blood pools have dried up, and the old man in blood-clothed guarding them no longer exists.

This time the mission of annihilating the five Yiding branches of Xuanzong was successful, Yan Lan found a safe place in the mountains to reorganize the members of the Xuanzong Alliance.

After some counting, Yan Lan discovered that the alliance had lost a total of twelve people. Among them were nine members of the Hualan stage, three members of the Nascent Soul stage, and one of them was still in the second stage of the Nascent Soul stage.

Yan Lan sighed and shook his head. He knew that those people had too much hatred for Xuanzong. Before going to war, they had been determined to fight to the death. Some people were not willing to die with Xuanzong.

Annihilation with hatred may sometimes be a calm destination.

After returning to the headquarters of the Xuan Destruction Alliance and settling the funeral arrangements for the fallen alliance members, Yan Lan made some calculations and found out that Ziyi was about to wake up from the spirit gathering circle. It had been almost two months since he left Tiangang Sect. If he didn't go back, he might be in trouble.
Chapter completed!