Immortal emperor reborn mixed city

Wen Lan gritted his teeth and said, "We must retreat before Su Yan breaks through the bloody mist. Once he really masters the power of the murderous sword, I'm afraid we won't even have the chance to retreat."

"But, we still have many disciples outside the Dixin Hill. What are they going to do?"

Wen Lan said eagerly: "We have nothing to do. We may not even be able to save ourselves. How can we care about others? Leng Qingqiu, please quickly take out the teleportation token that twists the space. If you lose the murder sword, you can still think about it in the long term. If

If we all die here, who will deal with the great catastrophe?"

Wen Lan's words are very reasonable, and she is the person in charge here. Leng Qingqiu, the saint of Panzhen Holy Land, can only obey Wen Lan's decision, but just as she took out the teleportation token, she heard a roar from the sky

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The purple and green swords in Wen Lan's hand immediately merged into one, trying to deal with the sudden enemy attack! Wen Lan had always been wary of the three sages of the demon clan, especially the great sage Tianpeng. Everyone was already an old rival.

There is a blood feud between each other, and Tianpeng Great Sage will definitely not be willing to let them leave here easily! But this roar came from the opposite direction! It came from the backs of these saints! Wen Lan suddenly shuddered in his heart, and thought:

"Are there any enemies in the void that hide their aura like the three saints of the demon clan?"

The situation is already very bad at this time. If the enemy comes to kill, it will be really difficult for them to deal with it! After all, they are already injured and disabled.

Immediately after the whistling sound came, a powerful ominous force floated in! This ominous force seemed to be activated by someone, and stimulated each other with the true essence, turning it into a kind of magic! Wen Lan unexpectedly suddenly

He was stunned, there is such a strange person in this world, who can condense the ominous power into a part of his own strength! Now is not the time to sigh. Although Wen Lan was surprised, the purple and green swords still killed him like a dragon.

! Wen Lan's swordsmanship should be the monk closest to Su Yan in the third region. Her swordsmanship has also entered the legendary realm. After the sword light turns into a dragon, there will naturally be an extremely powerful dragon energy!

After the dragon, the enemy who came to kill erupted with more powerful ominous power! This ominous power was very strong, and even overshadowed the ominous power coming from the imperial palace! The monk's ominous power was condensed and became more powerful.

Intensity is a natural principle.

Normally, Wen Lan wouldn't be afraid at all, and could easily resist this ominous force with just her two swords, but now she only has 10% of her true energy left in her body, even though she had taken the drug just now

She got the panacea, but the recovery time was simply not enough, so when she was hit by this ominous force, her sword light could no longer be maintained! At this critical moment, Wen Lan bit the tip of her tongue directly, and the sweet blood flowed in it.

It filled her mouth, and then she recited the spell to injure her. This spell could give her strength in a short period of time, but this power didn't seem to come out of nowhere.

You must sacrifice your life to use this type of spell.

But at this moment, we can’t care about so much. If we can’t survive now, what nonsense is there to talk about the future?

After Wen Lan used the two-injury spell, his face became extremely rosy. The saint next to him immediately noticed that something was wrong. He was about to speak but was interrupted by Wen Lan.

Wen Lan said: "You leave first, I will come to the rear."

"But..." Wen Lan's back was filled with strong determination, "There is nothing to be thankful for! I am the person in charge here at Dixin Hill, and I cannot absolve myself of the blame for this situation. It is all my responsibility, and also

I don’t need anyone else to help me carry it!”

The night wind blew her hair, and although Wen Lan was a petite woman, her back looked extremely majestic at this moment.

The other saints also know that this kind of moment is a matter of life and death, not a moment of affection between children. Since Wen Lan has made his own decision, the most important thing they should do is to respect Wen Lan's decision! On the other side of the sky, Wen Lan's sword light is facing him.

The stronger ominous force finally maintained the dragon shape and did not collapse! But the laughter of Master Songhe came: "Is this Wenlan from the True Dragon Holy Land?

We finally meet again!"

"Who are you?"

Wen Lan frowned slightly, as she was very unfamiliar with Master Songhe's voice. After Master Songhe appeared, Wen Lan was still thinking hard. She couldn't remember who this old man was or where she had seen him.

Master Song He seemed to have seen through Wen Lan's thoughts and said: "Wen Lan, my old master and senior brother all fell in your hands.

To put it bluntly, we are old enemies.

Originally, I had no plans to go to the Five Holy Lands for revenge, but you didn't know how to fight all the way to the Dixin Hill. If I don't do anything anymore, I will be sorry for my former relatives and friends. What do you think?

You won’t forget the hatred you felt back then, right?”

Wen Lan said: "It's really funny. I have killed so many people and wiped out so many sects in my life. What if I could still remember them all?

There’s no need to say who you are. If you have the ability, just kill them. I accept your challenge.”

Master Songhe said: "The ominous power here is so strong, it is good for me, but bad for you.

And you have used the two-injury spell, and the right time, place, people and people are all on my side, are you ready to perish?"

Wen Lan sneered and said: "There are countless people who want me to fall, but you can't be among them!"

When Master Songhe raised his hand, the strong ominous power turned into lots of ice, snow and rain, rippling in the air.

Wen Lan was surprised for a moment, not expecting that the ominous power could be used in such a way.

But this also shows one thing, that is, Master Songhe's strength is extraordinary, and he can already integrate the principles of natural law into his own spells.

Usually when it reaches this level, it is only one step away from reaching the sky! If possible, Wen Lan does not want to have a life-and-death fight with Master Songhe here, but now, she can only bite the bullet and accept the challenge! Wen Lan is here

After fighting with Master Songhe, the bloody mist over there finally changed a little.

This change is the same as before, it is also desperately adducting.

After the blood-colored mist contained almost the size of a room, a corpse was also spat out by the blood-colored mist. This corpse was that of a saint.

No scars could be seen on the corpse. It could only be seen that the saint's corpse retained great terror, as if he had witnessed some indescribable horror before his death.

The bloody mist became more intense after the contraction, and Su Yan's aura suddenly revived inside!