The old man who did good deeds held a golden pen in his hand and drew dragons and snakes in the air. He tried to make a decision again. The dragons and snakes and all things were paused and opened their eyes, roared towards the sky like thunder, and rushed towards the sky from the empty picture and snatched at the demon clouds.
Mo Yuntian stared coldly at the sight of his eyes, stretched out his big hand and grabbed the Dutian God Evil Flag in his hand. Another endless demonic energy swept out, sweeping over the dragon, snake and everything, instantly swept the things drawn by the old man who did good deeds and flew out.
The old man in the heart snorted, raised his big finger and hit him up. Suddenly, the demon clouds in the air surged, gathering above his head to form a demon sea of resentment.
"Shit..."
The demon cloud kept tearing apart in the void, and then a pair of black and black hands came out of the demon sea, and then leaned over to the demon cloud sky.
The Mo Yuntian's expression remained unchanged. He held the Dutian Shenxian Flag in his hand and was like a visitor from Jiuyou. Wherever he passed, the demonic energy rolled and moved. The Dutian Shenxian Flag shook and half of the sky was about to be crushed by it.
The old man in the inner demon made the Demon-Destroying Finger Cangtian’s Great Hand shatter under the Dutian God Evil flag with a touch.
"Hahaha... Both old immortals come up and die, die." Mo Yuntian laughed to the sky, looked back suddenly, and his eyes turned into two figures. One rushed towards the demon in the heart, and the other rushed towards the old man doing good.
The old man who did good deeds looked at each other and nodded in tacit understanding. His figure swayed to the sky, without any intention of retreating.
Below
Although Lan Zhan was brave and fought with the upper school teacher, he did not bring too many junior soul warriors to the upper school. Although he killed several people, he also left several deep bone-deep wounds on his body and was seriously injured.
The other seven brothers had less cultivation than Lan Zhan's high level, but they wanted to fight bloody and looked at death as if they were home. They killed several people. However, at this time, the nine brothers of the Lan family also died as many as three of them.
The nine brothers died three times and the others were injured, which made the man who had once flowed with the blood of the ancient Heavenly Lord go crazy. They fight with their hands and law-enforcement tools, and never stop until they die.
Lao Jiu hugged Lanfeng and ran outwards with his arms bent down, but he was blocked everywhere in the rolling ash smoke. They all seemed to know that Lanfeng was very important to the big men from Zhongzhou's magistrate and wanted to keep Lanfeng.
Lao Jiu bent his arms and rushed to the front, although he did not kill the enemy head-on, but several wounds were left on his body when the enemy attacked or intercepted him.
"Uncle Jiu, let me down, let me down, they are all for me..." Lan Feng shouted. He couldn't bear to see anymore. He felt his mind was bleeding, and he felt extremely sad and angry.
His resentment towards his family turned into Wuwu in this bloody fight. They all fought bloody battles for the family, the inheritance of Sister Caiyun, and the immortality of the Lan family. There was no need for any price, and they even paid their lives for it.
Suddenly, Lanfeng found that he was very selfish and even hated the family for his own pleasure. He felt that he was really not a thing.
"Shut up, Xiao Lanfeng." Lao Jiu's hand came out of nowhere, shook off a soul warrior, and his figure swayed and ran forward.
"Stop them, and kill him if you can't stay alive."
A few people from the upper yard gathered together and surrounded Lao Jiu and Lan Feng again. They showed their magic weapon and slaughtered Lan Feng. They were trying to keep Lan Feng or kill him.
"Damn it, when there is no one in my Lan family, I want to kill us, then you have to die. Let's die together, damn it." Seeing that the people from the upper yard intercepted Lao Jiu and Lan Feng again, Lao Qi roared and slaughtered at the few people.
"Damn it, Lao Jiu should not forget to burn more paper money for me when he goes out. It's a bitch. Everyone in the yard will die with me. Go and die." Lao Qi roared, then ignited the fire and detonated the Dantian, and slaughtered at the few people.
"Uncle Seven..." Lan Feng shouted, and he felt his heart be torn apart by a pair of big hands, and it was incredibly painful. The anger in his body burned a little and thickly. He roared to the sky and struggled.
"Boom..."
Lao Qi hugged a soul warrior and fell among the few people and exploded. Thick smoke rolled and blood stained the earth.
"Uncle Seven... Ahh... You all deserve to die, you all deserve to die... You all need to die..." Lan Feng's bloody eyes instantly turned bloody in an endless grief.
The seal on the old man doing good was burned out by a little bit. Lan Feng struggled out from Lao Jiu's arms and stood on the ground. At this moment, the blood light all over his body appeared.
"Ahem..." Lan Feng forced his spiritual power, but he spit out a few mouthfuls of blood in succession. He stood stubbornly and walked forward step by step.
"Lan Feng is there, Lan Feng, this little bastard, is here, kill him."
Several people from the upper yard appeared in front of Lan Feng. When they saw Lan Feng, they rushed over and wanted to kill Lan Feng.
"Feng'er." Lao Jiu rushed out, took Lan Feng into his arms, and ran out.
"Put me down, let me down, I tell you to put me down, or kill you..." Lan Feng struggled twice, and for the first time, his bloody eyes stared at Lan Tian coldly.
Lan Tian looked at Lan Feng's bloody eyes and saw a little panic, but then he came to his senses. Perhaps it was because both of them were the only ones, or because of the bloodline. Anyway, Lan Tian's bloody eyes did not have much impact under Lan Feng's bloody eyes.
With a "bang", Lan Tian shook his big hand and slapped Lan Feng in the face, staring at Lan Feng, and shouting, "Lan Feng, have you been crazy enough? Are you really crazy? I think you are really crazy."
"Brother and the others are using their blood to save your life, but do you treat your own life as a grass and let others stomp? Do you think that stomp your own life like this is a hero? Is it worthy of us? Or do you think that a junior soul warrior is very genius and can have worked for a large group of soul warriors. You ***, this is all the trouble you caused. Shut up now and shut up immediately." Lan Tian roared louder and louder.
Lan Feng seemed to come back to his senses from Lan Tian's yelling and scolding. He talked darkly and recovered. He called "Uncle Jiu" lightly and could no longer scream. He found that he would burst into tears if he said anything else.
"Feng'er, our Lan family is supported by you younger generations. The young children of this generation of family have only produced a few useful people. The Lan family has been passed down from ancient times and its clan is invincible. We are all old, but you younger generations, we don't ask you to look down on the heroes, but you must have a child of your own to pass on. Do you understand? Keep it going." Lan Tian spoke very quietly at first, but as he spoke, he turned into a roar.
Lan Feng nodded silently, but could not say anything. He knew that without the help of the old man who did good deeds, he was not enough to see the combat power of the primary soul warrior.
At this moment, he was extremely eager to have powerful power, and bursts of explosions kept coming from the air, making Lan Feng suddenly remember the old man who did good deeds.
The two old men met him in an unhappy way. Although they had only been a few months, they shared weal and woe and walked out from the edge of life and death one by one.
"Lanfeng, listen to me. You must walk out of the upper yard alive. No matter whether you crawl out or kill out, you will be alive for me today. Our Lan family will never give up." Lantian suddenly stared at Lanfeng with a serious expression and said.
"Uncle Jiu, what are you going to do, what are you going to do..." Lan Feng felt something was wrong. At this time, the people in the upper yard had already chased him not far behind. Lan Tian was seriously injured and bent his arms with Lan Feng, and he could not successfully escape.
"Feng'er, uncle loves you, we all love you, and it's a last resort to sending you to the college." Lan Tian's bloody big hand gently touched Lan Feng's face, and his masculine face showed a hint of kindness.
"Uncle Jiu doesn't want it, Feng'er begs you...Uncle Jiu..." Lan Feng grabbed Lantian's clothes tightly with his big hands, not letting him throw himself out, and kept calling out.
Lan Tian ignored it, and with a big hand, she enveloped Lan Feng in a ray of light, threw it out, and looked back at the people in the upper courtyard who were chasing him.
"Haha...haha..." Lan Tian laughed deep and darkly, his laughter gradually became bigger, and then he laughed to the sky. The light shone around him, and the figure suddenly turned into countless figures. The figure swiftly rushed towards the person who was chasing up to him.
"Boom..."
The figure rushed into the crowd in the upper yard and exploded. In order to give Lan Feng time to escape, Lan Tian triggered the fire in his body to explode his dantian and die with the people who were chasing him.
"Uncle Jiu..." Lan Feng was thrown into the air. When he saw the scene of rolling gray smoke, he felt a pain in his heart. An extremely sad thought surged into his heart, making him feel extremely sad.
He knew that Lan Tian exploded his dantian and died together with the people who were chasing him. He called him lightly and could not look like he was.
Then with a "bang", Lanfeng hit the ground and spit out a few mouthfuls of blood. He felt extremely sad inside, and tears could no longer help but flow. In the endless grief, he screamed for a while.
Lan Feng felt that he was going crazy, he was really going crazy, but his mind kept sayings when everyone was leaving, and he must be alive.
Lan Feng was very angry. He wanted to go crazy. He wanted to kill someone. He wanted to fight bloodily. But in the end, all the anger only called out a burst of screams. He was too seriously injured and could not use spiritual power at all.
Lan Feng roared for a while, then crawled on the ground desperately. He was trying hard to climb, and he wanted to escape.
"I must climb out and escape. Lan Feng said this to himself and shouted. The only thing he could do at this time was to climb out and escape from the upper courtyard.
It seemed that escaping became the only thing he deserved to everyone at this time, so he was crawling desperately. He ignored the injuries on his body at all. He just wanted to crawl out. This was a will, an immortal resentment.