"What are you going to do? If you want to die, die. What do you have to do with me?" Lan Feng snorted coldly, then turned around and walked forward.
"Okay... Then I'll die here today to show you..." Meng Yao was so competitive that she was so angry that she was just pretending, but now she really committed suicide, shaking her sword and slashing at her, with no room for her to stay.
"This damn woman." Lan Feng roared, and his big hand slapped out, and his hand became infinitely longer. With a "bang", he slapped Mengyao's long sword to the side, "If you want to die, die far away. Don't let me be here, just rush my eyes."
"Okay... I'll go back to the dormitory to commit suicide, so that you can't be upset..." Mengyao shouted twice, then jumped out of the ninth-level golden bridge. She really looked like she was drinking rat poison after returning to the dormitory.
Lan Feng was stunned for a moment, but finally snorted, grabbed Meng Yao Linkong with a big hand.
"What, you agree with my idea." Mengyao was a little proud and finally won. Although this method was a bit embarrassing and was suggested by others, Mengyao was still extremely satisfied.
Lan Feng did not answer Meng Yao's words, but pointed and pinched her hand, formed a handprint and penetrated it into Meng Yao's body. Meng Yao suddenly felt that all her proud spiritual power was sealed, and her body was not even under her control. "Stay for me, I'll be upset when I see me." Lan Feng snorted, then dragged Meng Yao's body into the air with a ball of light.
"Damn it...you bastard...you're yin again, let go..." Meng Yao kept yelling in the air, but no matter what struggle she struggled, it was useless.
Seeing Mengyao landing safely on the ground, Lanfeng turned around coldly and stepped on the ninth-level golden bridge step by step. He walked out of Zhoulu Academy through the sky.
Chen Xiangyi from Jueqing Valley, or the little monk from Nanfo Temple, or the Zifeng from Huanjian Sect, rushed over and saw Lanfeng walking across the sky on a golden bridge. After a moment of stunned storm, he ran away from Zhoulu Academy, and drove him out of the base camp of his own sect in Yujing City.
They want to tell the great elders and supreme leaders of the sect about this. They are 100% sure that Lan Feng walked out of the academy so wildly, and he would definitely go to the Tiantu Mansion of the Netherworld Ghost Sect.
This is certain when he saw the other party slamming the entire Banduanling Mountain into a flat ground.
On this evening of dusk, people came and went in Yujing City. Then everyone raised their heads and looked at them and saw a bridge to the sky set up in the air.
The bridge to the sky was shining with golden light, like an invincible overpass made of gold. Everyone was startled by the golden bridge. Then they shouted, and finally they set their eyes on the man with white hair on the golden bridge.
A gloomy ghost energy surged into the sky in the northwest of Yujing. At this moment, waves of ghost crying and wolf howlings rang out throughout half of the sky.
Passers-by were so scared that they cried and called their parents, and retreated like they ran away. The Tiantu Mansion, which was shrouded in the gloomy ghost energy, suddenly swayed and actually floated up in the air at this moment. It floated in the air like a dead city, facing the arrival of the ninth-level golden bridge.
"Haha...haha..." Lan Feng fell on the other end of the ninth-level golden bridge and saw this. He suddenly laughed in a low voice. His laughter became louder from small to slow, and there was no corner of Yujing City.
"Haha..." A ghostly laughed in the dead city, followed by Lan Feng's laughter.
At this moment, the whole sky was filled with laughter, laughter represented everything, laughter represented their arrogance, ignoring each other.
"Lan Feng, you are very good. You are worthy of being a descendant of the Beiming Heavenly Lord. Although I, the Netherworld Ghost Sect, do not think of doing something threatening to others. But I miss you so much that I wish I could see you now, so I had to do this." The Supreme Lord of Hu's broken arm shouted at Lan Feng.
The other two supremes, Lan Feng, also knew each other. It was Zhang Jiehu, who attacked him on Banduanling Mountain last time, and the two supremes, Bai Zhiyuan.
"Take the two little girls out of the city." Bai Zhiyuan waved his hand, and a ghostly ghost city swayed in the gloomy dead city. A martial artist in the Taoist realm carried a little girl out of the ghost energy in the other hand.
"Ah, little thief, what are you here... Get out, I'm..." Yao Qianxue shouted when she saw Lan Feng.
"Give them down." Bai Zhiyuan snorted, and the martial artist in the Daoti Realm interrupted Yao Qianxue's screams knowingly, and threw the two women down the dead city with one hand.
Lan Feng frowned when he looked at it, raised his big feet and stepped down with a bang. Suddenly, the golden light of the Golden Bridge shone out and gathered in the air and grabbed the two women.
"Hmph, do you think we don't exist?" The Broken Arm Supreme snorted, fiddling with his big hand, and then his hand grew and grew bigger in the air. He grabbed it in the air, but after hearing the "hiss..." few sounds, he crushed the giant golden hand in the air.
It seems that the Netherworld Ghost Sect really disdained to kill two young ladies who were still young, throw them down, and even their spiritual power was not sealed.
Yao Qianxue's body was free, but she jumped into the air and took over Lou Bizhen, who fell from the sky with her hand.
"Sister Bizhen, go quickly. I want to go over and help the thief kill these bastards. I don't even worry about shopping around." Yao Qianxue helped Lou Bizhen and wanted to turn around and rush towards Lanfeng.
"Sister Qianxue, don't want it, you will kill Brother Lan." When Lou Bizhen was anxious, she stopped the impulsive Yao Qianxue with a little fingertips, and suddenly she was covered with grayness. The illusion appeared in the air, covering the two of them.
"If you want to fight, you can fight. Why do I, Lan Feng, fear that I have it? Today I will recover some interest here. You will die, die..." Lan Feng shouted, jumped into the air and fell into the sky. At the same time, he pointed to his lips and started to whisper.
Then the ninth-level golden bridge rotates in the void and circles into a golden ball. Lan Feng comes on the golden ball and snatches towards the dead city.
"All the disciples retreated to the city." Bai Zhiyuan raised his head and looked over at a golden ball that had been turned into a ninth-level golden bridge.
"This is the inherited treasure of Beiming Heavenly Lord. Is this the ninth-level golden bridge? It is said that Beiming Heavenly Lord created such treasures in order to break the sky into the future and ascend to the fairy world. It is indeed unique." The old man with broken arm muttered, and his eyes became hot in an instant, and his face looked greedy.
"Do it, Lao Hu, this treasure is not something we can seep. It is the treasure that the family values. It is the only one in the world. For this reason, there is no need to fight against the seven clans of Zhongzhou to erase the family surnamed Beiming Tianlan." Zhang Jiehu said quietly. He had never had such a mentality about the ninth-level golden bridge heavy treasure.
As for the ancient Demon clan, although they are all supreme powerhouses, they are still only outer sect elders, not even core figures. They have the courage to betray the family and seize the ninth-level golden bridge treasure.
"I know, let's do it together. Although this boy is only half a step to the supreme, he has the supreme combat power and cannot be allowed to be Xiaoxu." The old man with broken arm came back to his senses in a daze. He also made a little self-deprecating joke about himself, because he lacked concentration.
"Take it." Bai Zhiyuan was still the most powerful being, just like last time. He was the most powerful supreme in the branch of the Netherworld Ghost Sect falling in Yujing, so all the supremes were led by him.
Bai Zhiyuan called out this way, Zhang Jiehu and the old man with broken arm nodded, their body swayed and landed on the other two death gates in the Dead City.
Leaded by Bai Zhiyuan, the three of them were silently reciting some spells. The city of Death suddenly swayed, and they rose in the air. The ghostly aura broke through the air and crashed towards the golden ball.
Facing the Golden Ball, although Bai Zhiyuan and the others were confident that they had their fighting power, they did not dare to hit each other hard, and could only rely on the Supreme Ancient Treasure of the Dead City.
"Boom..." The moment the golden ball collided with the dead city, the sky and the earth changed color, and the entire void trembled, with golden light shining and ghostly aura.
Then, after a few fierce collisions between the Golden Ball and the Dead City, they moved the entire northwest part of Yujing City to flat ground. Those who had no time to escape were instantly killed by the momentum of the collision.
"Boom" With the last loud bang, the golden ball and the dead city were both shocked by the other party.)