That's What Villains Are Like

The four holy beasts looked up to the sky and roared, and the sound they made shook the earth.

The divine light soared into the sky, tearing through the sky like a beam, blooming in the sky, extremely dazzling.

Among them, there are strange phenomena such as the fluttering of the wings of the red bird, the soaring of the real dragon, the roar of the white tiger, etc., which cover the sky and the sun, which is too shocking.

The dark and deep night sky was extremely bright.

This scene shocked all the monks here. No matter how advanced their cultivation was, they were unable to look directly at it and were horrified.

Many creatures with the bloodline of the Four Spirits even felt a kind of suppression coming from their bloodline, and looked frightened.

Just a wisp of breath was so shocking that they fell to their knees on the ground, unable to raise their heads, as if they were facing an ancient ancestor.

"This is definitely the Four Saints Ancient Heavenly Skill mentioned by True Monarch Zixia..."

"I thought that we would not have the chance to witness such a chance creation, but who would have thought that there will be a bright future in another village."

After the shock, more monks became excited and ecstatic, staring at the stone wall.

Among them, the stone skin is peeling off, and there is a faint light, spurting out from there.

No one expected that such a shocking change would suddenly occur. Just a moment ago, everything was fine, without any changes, but in the blink of an eye, a confusing and magnificent scene emerged.

The stone walls there seemed to have melted, turning into a fairyland filled with mist and mystery, and it seemed like chaotic matter was surging there.

Such a strange sight made the place boil with excitement. All the monks stared there, not wanting to miss any details.

"Is it an accident? Or did someone trigger the opportunity here?"

"But who is it?"

"This should not be accidental or accidental."

Some people were surprised and unbelievable. It was so unexpected that they wanted to give up and felt there was no hope.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh...

One after another, the divine rainbows swept over very fast, and the monks who saw the strange phenomenon here in other directions rushed over.

"No matter what happened, now that the vision of the Four Saints has manifested, all of us have the opportunity to observe and learn something from it..."

Some older monks who had been here for a long time and had been watching for a long time said firmly, their eyes full of heat, staring at the stone wall where the strange phenomenon was evolving.

The place becomes increasingly blurry and hazy, as if the ancient and vast land is emerging, primitive and boundless.

Among them, there are wild and ancient creatures appearing everywhere, including the Suzaku that spreads its wings and flies up to the nine heavens, the Kun Peng that soars nine thousand miles from the deep sea of ​​the North Sea, and the divine turtle that carries the sky to carry the four poles...

Everyone looked at that ancient and wild era with shock and horror, witnessing those ancient creatures fighting and fighting for survival.

All kinds of ancient creatures, in that cruel ancient era, were constantly fighting, withering and dying in order to survive.

The world is in chaos. Just a drop of blood seems to be able to easily sink the continent and destroy the stars.

The last four most powerful creatures appeared and ended that era of chaos. They were called the Four Saints and represented the four most extreme realms of that era.

"It turns out that this is the origin of the ancient heavenly power of the Four Saints. If it can be recognized by one of the Saints, it will be an endless blessing."

"The Suzaku controls wisdom, the White Tiger controls attack, the Azure Dragon controls power, and Xuanwu controls life..."

"Anyone who gets one of them can go very far on the road of spiritual practice. This is truly a supreme opportunity."

All the monks' eyes were hot, their voices were trembling, and their breathing was extremely rapid.

Whether it is the older generation of monks or the younger generation, this is an unimaginable and earth-shattering blessing.

Ye Ming couldn't care less about what happened between Jiang Lan and Ling Zhuyun at the moment.

He was also staring at the stone wall, breathing rapidly, and his eyes were full of blazing light.

"No wonder the old ghost wants me to drop everything and try my luck here. If I get one of them, my strength will undergo earth-shaking changes. In comparison, the inheritance and creation of Zhenjun Zixia will not seem so important. …”

"Perhaps even True Lord Zixia has not been recognized by the Four Saints."

His mind was tumbling, and he was asking the old ghost how he could get the approval of the Four Saints, but at this moment the old ghost also looked very surprised and couldn't understand.

"Why do I feel that the vision here is not manifested by the stone wall on its own initiative, but caused by people..."

"Incited by others?" Ye Ming was equally shocked.

The old ghost nodded firmly and said, "My perception is correct. There was no movement there just now. The sudden appearance of such a strange phenomenon is not an accident. There is only one possibility. Someone has been recognized by the Four Saints... …”

Ye Ming was shocked and couldn't believe it. Who has such luck and blessings?

The place was in chaos, and the scene in front of the stone wall became more and more intense.

The ancient and vast atmosphere filled the air, as if the Four Saints were really about to come and appear in the world.

No one dared to relax in any way, and began to sit cross-legged on the spot, staring at the scene there, trying to observe.

Some people even took out the recording stone, wanting to imprint everything that happened here so that they could slowly understand it in the future.

"So that mysterious ancient vine has such wonderful uses?"

At this time, Jiang Lan looked at the stone wall with a slightly strange look.

In his perception, he could clearly feel the countless strands of luck being pulled out from there and constantly flowing towards his Niwan Palace.

Just now, he just felt that there was a majestic and turbulent destiny in that stone wall, so he tried to see if he could induce it.

But he didn't expect that his unintentional move would cause the mysterious ancient vine in Niwan Palace to tremble, and even the Qi Luck Dao Fruit to sing softly.

Then, the rich luck contained in that stone wall was crazily absorbed by the mysterious ancient vines, as if it had been robbed by force.

In Jiang Lan's perception, the atmosphere there changed drastically. In what was originally a hazy mist of luck, wisps of luck were quickly pulled away.

The mysterious aura surrounding the stone wall was also quickly disappearing.

It was precisely because of this that an astonishing phenomenon appeared on the stone wall, and then the phantoms of the Four Saints appeared.

This isn't about getting approval, it's about getting them offended.

In Niwan Palace, the mysterious ancient vine is constantly swaying.

The mist of mist emerged and swirled around it, making it look increasingly mysterious.

Those leaves also look more and more crystal green, and with the influx of luck, they become more majestic and turbulent.

Jiang Lan even heard the roar of fierce scoldings coming from his Niwan Palace, as if he was offended.

However, the mysterious ancient vines are still frantically eating away at the luck in that stone wall.

The next moment, Jiang Lan felt four inexplicable auras, rushing into his sea of ​​consciousness along with the luck.

The little man with divine consciousness who was originally sitting cross-legged in the Niwan Palace suddenly stood up from the Soul Palace with an indifferent look on his face.

"You evil beast, how dare you act so arrogantly!"

The little man with divine consciousness drank softly.

There was a rumbling aura in the palm of his hand that was like the creation of the world, and he crushed it away, trying to capture the four inexplicable auras.

At the same time, a white skeletal shadow filled with the aura of destruction and holiness emerged from behind the Soul Palace. In the space of the Niwan Palace, it was like a god who truly stood upright, standing in the chaos of nothingness.

As Jiang Lan's consciousness villain raised his palm to grab it, the white-bone figure behind the Soul Palace also stretched out its big hand.

That big bone-white hand, filled with the aura of destruction and holiness, just fell over and grabbed the four inexplicable auras directly.

And these four auras seemed to be extremely angry, evolving into the forms of the red bird, the white tiger, the true dragon, and the basalt god, trying to collide and tear it apart.

However, because it only retains a vague aura, it cannot have much effect.

The moment the big hand of bones fell down, the phantoms of the Four Saints suddenly dimmed.

The entire Niwan Palace space also made a terrifying rumbling sound like a violent earthquake.

Buzz! ! !

As the mysterious ancient vine trembled, it seemed as if it felt that its own territory was being invaded by foreign objects, scattering a hazy substance like a divine light.

One of the crystal leaves had glowing lines and was astonishingly blazing. It was like a huge net that shot out a green glow and swept away, instantly wrapping around an inexplicable aura.

Then, the second crystal leaf glows, the third leaf glows, the fourth leaf...

The four leaves spurted out a mysterious and misty aura, enveloping the four inexplicable auras that rushed towards them, like a big net, dragging them back into the crystal leaves.

The rumbling and trembling Niwan Palace space also became quiet at this moment.

The little man with spiritual consciousness turned into a ray of light and returned to the Soul Palace, falling into silence again.

Jiang Lan's consciousness fell on the mysterious ancient vine, and he could clearly feel the anger, unwillingness, fear and other emotions coming from the four crystal leaves, but these emotions quickly disappeared.

He saw again that the four crystal leaves had transformed into four different shapes.

It looks like a real dragon, exuding majestic power.

One piece is shaped like a red bird, filled with a pure and rich aura of the soul. The other two pieces are shaped like a white tiger, lingering with a murderous aura that frightens all living beings. The last piece is like a basalt, filled with boundless vitality...

These four inexplicable auras seemed to have turned into fragments of avenue memory and poured into his mind.

It was extremely complicated and finally turned into avenue runes.

Those avenue runes turned into a torrent of memory, simply and directly imprinted on his sea of ​​consciousness.

The Ancient Heavenly Power of the Four Saints.

This is the name of this inherited technique, which can evolve into the four holy forms.

Each divine form possesses the same strength as a true holy beast. With the addition of the four spirits, the combat power can even be doubled.

Jiang Lan saw four ancient and heroic holy beasts emerging in a trance, surrounding him like guards.

True Dragon, Suzaku, White Tiger, Xuanwu.

These four spirits rushed from the universe, exuding an aura that shook the nine heavens and ten earth, as if the heaven and earth could not accommodate them.

It's a shocking sight.

You must know that the four spirits surrounding him are the image of the Emperor of Heaven. The four spirits that have appeared throughout the ages represent the four invincible beings who can dominate all living beings in the world in the future.

For him, this not only represents a kind of atmosphere, but also a kind of blessing. His soul, strength, attack, and defense all seem to have undergone a qualitative change.

"The Fruit of Fate, coupled with the inheritance of the Blood Immortal Sect, has given me an almost inexhaustible source of mana, as well as terrifying regeneration and healing vitality, which is equivalent to a blue bar that will never be empty, and a blood bar with no end in sight... "

"With the blessing of the Four Spirit Holy Elephants, all aspects have been greatly improved, even the weak physical defense has been improved."

"When my cultivation reaches the Dharma Realm and I have the Dharma Realm, won't I even have a control-free hegemonic body?"

When Jiang Lan was on the Bloody Plateau, he just thought about it, but he didn't expect that he would actually go further and further towards getting the boss template together.

In his original plan, he did not expect to obtain the Ancient Heavenly Skill of the Four Saints, because no one in the original plot could be recognized by the Ancient Heavenly Skill of the Four Saints, not even the original protagonist Lin Fan.

Because the records about the Four Saints' ancient heavenly skills in the original plot said that one must have the blood of the Four Spirits.

In other words, you must have any of the bloodlines, and you must have enough luck and blessings to be recognized.

His method of direct surrender can be regarded as a new approach. Who would have thought that an anomaly like him would appear in a secret realm that can only accommodate monks from the Sixth Realm.

After returning to his thoughts, Jiang Lan looked to the outside world.

As he subdued the remaining auras of the Four Saints in the stone wall, the blurry scene inside became dim, and the vision that was originally reflected in the night sky was about to dissipate.

Many monks had gathered around, and everyone was concentrating, staring at the stone wall.

When they saw that the scene inside was blurring and the dark stone wall was about to return to its previous appearance, many people became anxious. Sweat appeared on their foreheads and their fists were clenched in disbelief.

Behind Jiang Lan, even Li Daoyi, Ao Xu and others were watching carefully, frowning and thinking, and at the same time, the scene in their eyes was changing and constantly deducing.

Jiang Lan slightly sensed the situation of the monks here, noticed a few familiar auras, and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Although it was an unexpected blessing to obtain the Ancient Heavenly Skill of the Four Saints, it did not affect his original plan.

"I have obtained the ancient power of the Four Saints, so there should be no problem in interfering with this stone wall..."

The next moment, as Jiang Lan thought, a breath that had the same origin as the breath left in the stone wall instantly surged towards him.

At the same time, in the shadow under his feet, a wisp of blood flashed away and disappeared into the crowd's feet in an instant.

Boom! ! !

The originally blurry and dim stone wall suddenly seemed to come to life, and it was even accompanied by the sound of the four spirit beasts roaring upwards.

The place suddenly became hazy, with chaotic material flowing.

Immediately afterwards, in the eyes of all the monks and creatures, in the eyes of disbelief and horror, four rays of light that looked like flying immortals flew out from them and turned into four holy beasts, leaping in the mid-air. The light of the stars in the sky seemed to be All were devoured by them.

They stand tall under the sky, shrouded in divine glow, mysterious and powerful.

All the monks and creatures felt a sudden trembling, as if they were about to surrender to their figures.

The phantoms of the Four Saints appeared, as if they had revived.

Their eyes swept over all the creatures and monks here one by one, as if they were selecting a successor who could accept the inheritance.

Looking at this scene, all the monks and creatures did not dare to take a breath, they were extremely nervous, and their eyes could not conceal their passion and expectancy.

This is the Ancient Heavenly Skill of the Four Saints. Who doesn’t crave the opportunity to reach heaven in one step?

If they are approved, from now on, even the ancient immortal sect and the supreme sect will open their doors to them, allowing them to choose as they please.

The phantoms of the Four Saints stayed in the sky, their eyes swept over many younger generations, and then looked at the older generation of monks, but they did not stop.

Until the last moment, his eyes suddenly stopped on a man with an ordinary face and wearing a gray robe.

The man, sitting cross-legged on a boulder, looked ordinary.

And as the eyes of the Four Saints fell, all the monks and creatures here also looked over, and then they were all shocked and unbelievable.

No way? How could the Four Saints choose such an ordinary man? There aren't many powerful aura fluctuations on his body either.

Is there something special about him?

A series of disbelieving eyes looked over.

The many young geniuses here find it even more difficult to accept.

Could it be that an unknown person could compare to the younger generation of the Immortal Sect like them?

This is unbearable for many of them.

Even Ling Zhuyun, Li Daoyi, Ao Xu and others looked over, secretly surprised.

"Do the Four Saints recognize me?"

Ye Ming originally only had a small hope, but he really didn't expect that he would be recognized by the Four Saints.

He was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly stood up and took a deep breath to keep himself calm, but there was still unconcealable surprise and surprise on his face.

"Why does it feel a little strange..."

But the old ghost felt a little strange.

This seems to be quite different from the inheritance of the Four Saints' Ancient Heavenly Skills that he knows. Could it be that he remembered it wrong?

However, he didn't think much about it. After all, although he knew many secrets in the world, not everything was detailed.

The sky rumbled, and the shadows of the Four Saints hovered, filled with tyrannical pressure.

Every shadow's gaze fell on Ye Ming, as if they wanted to take a thorough look at him.

Ye Ming straightened his body, took a deep breath, and looked directly at the four shadows, neither humble nor arrogant.

That seemingly ordinary face could not hide a touch of extraordinary demeanor at this time.

This made all the monks who were looking at him feel secretly frightened, feeling that this person was not as simple as he seemed on the surface, and that he seemed to have other means.

But the next moment, a dull sound like thunder sounded,

"You are riddled with karma, surrounded by evil spirits, the blood is soaring to the sky, and you have caused endless evil. Even if you die and die, are you worthy of our recognition?"

The phantom of the white tiger had a cold light in its eyes, and the voice was ancient and vast, like the roar of a bell.

It was so shocking that many practitioners and creatures here felt their energy and blood boiling.

Ye Ming was the first to bear the brunt. He felt a roar in his ears, blood boiling, and a sweet taste in his throat. He almost spurted out blood and fell to the ground.

"What……"

He was stunned for a moment, then realized the meaning of these words, his eyes widened even more, and he couldn't believe his ears.

There was silence at first, and then there was a sudden tremor and an uproar.

All the monks and creatures were stunned and in disbelief.

No one expected that after the phantoms of the Four Saints appeared, they would actually say these words to this man with a strange face.

Originally, he thought that he was lucky enough to be recognized by the Four Saints Phantom, and would obtain the Four Saints' Ancient Heavenly Skills here.

But who would have expected that this would be the result...

After reacting now, many people noticed that the eyes of the Four Saints' phantoms were obviously filled with contempt and disgust. This was definitely not an expression of approval.

Coupled with what the white tiger phantom said just now.

The expressions of the monks around Ye Ming changed, and then they quickly stood up and moved away. They all looked at Ye Ming with expressions of fear and uncertainty.

This is the holy beast that once roamed the world. How can the words spoken by it be false?

Nowadays, in the secret realm, fish and dragons are mixed together, and the people of the Blood Immortal Sect are dormant here, trapping and killing the younger generations of the great sects from all sides.

Who knows if this guy in front of me is a member of the Blood Immortal Sect?

"this……"

Ye Ming's face turned extremely ugly, turning blue and then white.

He didn't expect that things would change like this.

At this moment, my fists were clenched tightly, and I didn't know how to vent the nameless anger in my heart.

Is there something wrong with these Four Saints' phantoms?

He did kill many people along the way, but there was a reason. This world is so cruel, the weak eat the strong.

If he doesn't kill others, others will kill him. Among the young talents here, who has not had blood on his hands?

But why did he say that he had so many karma that he didn't even know how to explain it?

Suddenly, Ye Ming thought of a possibility.

Could it be that the Four Saints' phantoms were mistaken? In fact, does the karma on his body come from old ghosts?

"Old ghost, you are hurting me..." He gritted his teeth. Although he had figured it out, there was nothing he could do about it.

Now that he and the old ghost are in the same body, it is impossible to separate, so facing the disgusting words of the Four Saints, he can only accept his fate.

The old ghost didn't expect such a result. His expression froze and he wanted to explain, but he felt something was wrong.

How could the Four Saints who once ruled the world care about these sins? Have they, and the people behind them, caused too little killing?

"What's the problem? It always feels like something is wrong..." He fell into thinking.

"What……"

At this moment, a burst of exclamation sounded.

Chi...

I saw the shadows of the Four Saints hovering continuously under the night sky, and then merged into a bright ball of light rising into the sky.

The divine light was dazzling and blazing, carrying a vast and ancient aura, and rushed straight towards a young man on the top of the mountain.

The young man was dressed in snow-white clothes, with ancient jade hanging from his waist. He was handsome and elegant, dressed like a noble young man.

At this moment, he seemed to be shocked by the phantoms of the Four Saints that suddenly rushed towards him, with a look of astonishment and confusion on his handsome face.

"Master..."

Li Daoyi, Ao Xu, Luo Ying and other young talents behind Jiang Lan reacted, their faces full of surprise and shock, and they all exclaimed, as if they wanted to remind him.

"Master Jiang, quickly concentrate and hold your breath..."

When Ling Zhuyun saw this scene, she quickly spoke out, telling him not to be distracted and to accept the divine light rushing toward him.

In fact, she never expected that the Four Holy Shadows would choose to recognize Jiang Lan.

Could it be that in addition to luck, one's character also depends on his character?

But at this moment, she didn't have time to think too much.

Seeing the extremely unexpected look on Jiang Lan's face, she became a little worried for him. This was the Four Saints Ancient Heavenly Skill, an opportunity that everyone dreamed of.

Why doesn't he calm down and accept it quickly?

"Did these Four Saints recognize the wrong person?"

Jiang Lan seemed to have just come back to his senses now, looking at the divine light rushing towards him, with a look of surprise on his face.

"How can it be?"

"You actually choose him? Are these Four Saints phantoms also people who follow the trend?"

"I don't accept it. Why can he, a young master of the Prime Minister's Palace, be recognized by the Four Saints here? It's obvious that he has no cultivation level."

"These Four Saints' phantoms are really blind..."

And this scene was beyond the expectations of all the monks here.

After reacting, many people directly broke their defenses and started yelling, feeling that the world was unfair.

Jiang Lan had already been born at the pinnacle of everyone's dreams, but now that he encountered such a great opportunity, he took the initiative to recognize him.

How virtuous and capable is he?

"Young Master should be of high moral character, have good opportunities, and take the initiative to choose a master..."

Ao Xu said, although he was also in disbelief, but it did not prevent him from flattering him as usual.

Li Daoyi and others had extremely complicated expressions.

Qi Heng, Zhu Huang, Xia Jie and other young geniuses not far away could hardly accept the scene before them.

Why can Jiang Lan be recognized by the Four Saints?

And just when this place was in a state of commotion and incredible.

boom! ! !

The mountain shook and the ground shook, and a terrifying ray of blood suddenly shot into the sky, turning into a blurry figure shrouded in blood-colored mist.

The bloody figure, shrouded in blood mist, rushed out from the crowd.

The blood clouds were billowing into the sky, and he made a strong move to intercept Hu and fight for the light group transformed by the shadows of the Four Saints.

At the same time, human flags shrouded in blood-colored mist soared from the ground into the sky.

They let out a chilling, heart-stopping cold laugh, and all rushed towards Jiang Lan who was standing on the top of the mountain, as if to prevent him from obtaining the Ancient Heavenly Art of the Four Saints.

This sudden scene immediately caused chaos and shock in the place. No one expected that at this time, someone would dare to stop it.

However, except for the Blood Immortal Sect, no one has such courage.

"Protect the young master."

The expressions of Li Daoyi, Ao Xu and others changed, and they hurriedly took action and stood in front of Jiang Lan to stop the murderous bloody figure.

Ling Zhuyun also frowned, the aura of runes flickering between her jade hands, the clear light lingering, filled with tyrannical fluctuations.

boom! ! !

At this time, there was a bang in the void ahead, and a terrifying force exploded with an astonishing momentum.

A small hand as white as jade was slapped down, containing unimaginable power that could blast a mountain away.

A beautiful figure with a veil covering her face appeared there, and a quiet atmosphere filled the air.

Li Mengning's face was expressionless, and she took action, slapping the bloody figure with her palm.

The fluttering long gauze skirt has a sense of independence from the world, but it makes people tremble.

However, the palm containing her cultivation strength only caused the bloody figure to fly away without exploding.

There was a trace of confusion in her quiet eyes, and she felt that the enemy seemed to be unexpectedly powerful.

"Who is that person, so powerful, that he can resist Junior Sister Li Mengning's palm?"

Li Daoyi knew very well how powerful Li Mengning was, and he was even more shocked when he saw this scene.

It was okay to take her palm forcefully. The blurry figure shrouded in the blood-colored mist was unusually powerful.

His face suddenly became alert and solemn.

The other knights also guarded Jiang Lan.

However, it was precisely because of this gap that a series of divine rainbows from all directions rushed towards the light group transformed by the four saints' phantoms, trying to compete for the opportunity.

These figures all used their own methods to hide their true appearance. After all, they were trying to seize the opportunity of the prime minister's son. If they didn't hide it, they would be afraid of retaliation in the future.

"Damn it, these guys are committing fire and robbery..."

"It is indeed the Blood Immortal Sect..."

"It's the people from the Blood Immortal Sect who took action..."

"Damn it, I know these remnants of the Blood Immortal Sect are hiding and dormant in the dark."

The place suddenly became chaotic. Many monks' expressions changed drastically and they hurriedly evacuated.

However, there were still people who were staring at that ball of light. The Blood Immortal Sect and the rest of the people were trying to snatch it away. Why couldn't they snatch it away?

Anyway, now that the night is dark and chaotic, it is a good time to fish in troubled waters.

"The fate of heaven and earth allows the virtuous to live there. Since these Four Saints' ancient heavenly skills have manifested themselves, it means they are ownerless things. Why can't we snatch them away?"

A young prodigy with blood lines on his face whispered.

He was wearing a large red robe. Seeing such a chaotic scene at the moment, he couldn't care less. He used a secret method to cover his appearance and took action equally forcefully.

"Looking at the situation, it's the strong men of my Blood Immortal Sect who have taken action."

"These opportunities and creations belong to our holy religion."

"The rest of them don't know whether to live or die, and they dare to rob..."

Many monks from the Blood Immortal Sect who were dormant here took action one after another when they saw this chaotic scene.

"What do you mean? Aren't you afraid of being liquidated by the Prime Minister's Government afterwards?"

Seeing more and more people starting to fight for the ball of light, Ao Xu, who was guarding Jiang Lan, asked angrily.

With a wave of his hand, the light on his robe turned into a dragon-shaped phantom, killing the people in front of him.

"Haha, I knew this opportunity was not so easy to seize."

Seeing this scene, Ye Ming suddenly felt a little gloating.

Originally, he felt unwilling and unable to accept the Four Saints' phantom recognition of Jiang Lan, but now this situation made him sneer in his heart.

He knew that Jiang Lan was hiding deep, but with so many people here, once he took action, his secret would be exposed.

Therefore, taking this opportunity, he can also compete for the Four Saints Ancient Heavenly Art.

"Old ghost, if something unexpected happens, I'll have to rely on you..."

"However, I am bound to obtain these Four Saints' Ancient Heavenly Skills today."

Ye Ming took action, and under his robe, the brilliance of runes emerged. It was a secret treasure similar to an ancient bronze lamp.

There was a faint green fire burning, and just a wisp of energy leaked out, making the surrounding void blurry and dark.

This is a terrifying burning power that ordinary monks in the Five Realms would not dare to touch.

This was a secret treasure that he unexpectedly obtained, but at this moment, in order to compete for the ancient power of the Four Saints and defeat a group of powerful enemies, he had to sacrifice it.

There was a chaotic battle ahead, with people and flags flashing away, and many monks shrouded in blood shadows taking action. Various spells evolved, magic weapons collided, and the power was astonishing.

The brilliance was brilliant, and wisps of it exploded in the virtual space.

Various runes are being interpreted, turning into ancient mirrors, divine seals, ancient bells, treasure talismans... There is peerless divine light spurting out, turning into rays of rays of light, containing a destructive aura.

The surrounding rocks exploded, and many, many monks turned into ashes without even uttering a scream. They were affected and disappeared into thin air.

The aftermath swept across a large area, and the emerald green lake was destroyed and was in a mess.

Jiang Lan just watched this scene calmly, seemingly a little angry, but more helpless.

He let out a small sigh.

Li Mengning, who was protecting him, glanced at him. Her aura of tranquility was stronger and her murderous aura was stronger.

She originally wanted to take action, but she was afraid that no one would protect Jiang Lan's safety after she left.

She was not at ease with people like Ling Zhuyun and Li Daoyi.

Looking at this scene, Ling Zhuyun couldn't help but frown, the talisman in her jade hand flashed, and said, "The Four Saints' phantoms have obviously recognized you."

"It's just an ancient skill. If they want to fight for it, just fight for it."

"Even if I get it, I can't practice it. It's not of much use to me."

Jiang Lan said casually, with a very casual and not very serious attitude.

Seeing his expression, Ling Zhuyun felt a little confused for no reason. It was obvious that the Four Saints had recognized him.

"I'll help you snatch it back."

She spoke, and before Jiang Lan could speak, her figure turned into a stream of light and joined the battle.

"Junior sister Li Mengning is here to protect the young master, so we will also go and help Saint Zhu Yun."

Li Daoyi, Luo Ying and others followed after seeing this, and soon they were fighting with everyone. The battle became more chaotic and the momentum became more alarming.

Everyone was fighting for the ball of light. Seeing this scene, more monks from behind also joined in.

At first, he had to be wary of the Prime Minister's Mansion and cover his face, but later he was too lazy to cover it up, because in a big battle, one's own knowledge and background cannot be concealed.

Looking at the chaotic battle scene, a cold air gathered in Li Mengning's quiet eyes.

Jiang Lan was not interested in the battle over there. He looked at her and said, "A glazed seven-leaf lotus will appear in the middle of the lake in a while. Find an opportunity to pick it."

Li Mengning was stunned for a moment, then shook her head.

"That glazed seven-leaf lotus is of great use to me."

Jiang Lan knew that she would refuse, but he had already said that Li Mengning was the most trustworthy person around him, and if he had any good things, he would naturally not forget her.

Li Mengning still didn't speak, but her eyes clearly looked like you lied to me again.

"Didn't I promise you last time that I wouldn't lie to you again?" Jiang Lan smiled.

Li Mengning thought about it and realized that he had indeed promised herself, and he had promised her several times, but he would lie to her every time.

"fraud……"

"I'm not stupid..."

Jiang Lan smiled, stretched out his hand to hold her fair and slender Rouyi, and said, "Don't worry, their target is only the Four Saints Ancient Heavenly Skill. There are so many knights protecting me, so I won't be in danger."

"I have put a lot of effort into getting information about the Glazed Seven-leaf Lotus. Don't let my efforts go in vain."

Li Mengning lowered her eyes, watching him gently caressing her fingers and pursed her red lips.

She knew that the Glazed Seven-leaf Lotus would definitely be beneficial to her practice, so Jiang Lan took the initiative to let her pick it.

Every time, he used the excuse that it would be useful to him, but in the end, she swallowed it all.

The same goes for the Nine-yin Cistanche deserticola that was on the Bloody Plateau last time.

"If you don't obey me, don't follow me again."

Jiang Lan helped her tuck a few strands of black hair that had been blown away by the night wind to her cheeks behind her ears.

"..."

Li Mengning withdrew Rouyi from his hand to express her dissatisfaction.

But she didn't speak, so she agreed.

Jiang Lan was satisfied and stopped teasing her, looking towards the battlefield ahead.

The Wanling Blood Puppet was stronger than he expected.

The blow that Li Mengning had just resisted did not collapse.

You must know that for ordinary fifth-level monks, if they are hit by her palm, there is no other possibility except turning into blood mist and being destroyed.

Of course, there is another aspect, that is, he does not fully concentrate on controlling the All Souls Blood Puppet.

After all, he had to be distracted by other things, and the Wanling Blood Puppet was just to cause chaos here and force the people of the Blood Immortal Sect to show up.

As for whether there is any inheritance of the Four Saints' Ancient Heavenly Skills in that ball of light, they will understand it after they fight for it.

"With Ling Zhuyun's current strength, it is not difficult to detect Ye Ming's presence in the chaos..."

"If I intervene forcibly, it will easily backfire and arouse suspicion. The best way is to let nature take its course and walk away after the matter is over."

Jiang Lan looked at the melee there and had no intention of intervening. He had already done what he had to do, and it was enough to wait and see a good show.

Even if Ye Ming had a secret method to change his appearance and conceal his aura, in a battle of this level, it would be easy for Ling Zhuyun, who had cooperated with him several times, to notice his presence.

There was chaos.

Ye Ming sacrificed the ancient bronze lamp, and the faint flames spurted out, making a hissing sound, which burned the void. The fire was shaped like a small snake and was terrifyingly powerful.

He is not only fighting with the people of the Blood Immortal Sect, but also competing with many younger generations here.

That ball of light floated up and down in the air. Whenever someone came close to make contact, they would soon be knocked away by the other monks, spitting out blood and flying backwards.

So Ye Ming had no choice but to really defeat all enemies.

But at this moment, Ye Ming noticed a cold feeling.

I saw a graceful and graceful slender figure approaching, with loose black hair and a face that seemed to be obscured by mist. Only a pair of eyes as clear and calm as autumn water were revealed. It was Ling Zhuyun, the saint of the Yaochi Sect.

"Bamboo Rhythm..."

He was extremely surprised, and then he was pleasantly surprised. He just wanted to find an opportunity to ask her.

Ask her what happened when he was away and why she was so close to Jiang Lan.

But Ling Zhuyun obviously didn't recognize him at this moment. Her breath was cold, her mask was frosty, and her attacks were very strong.

A bright light suddenly came down from the front, like a rain of light condensed there, shaped like the hand of the moon god, and even the palm prints were extremely clear.

With a roar, the world shook violently, and the waves of the green lake below exploded.

Many monks' expressions changed, and they had no choice but to retreat, unable to resist Ling Zhuyun's palm.

"Zhu Yun is really powerful, much stronger than the last time I saw her take action."

Ye Ming was surprised. He didn't want to fight Ling Zhuyun. Although her palm enveloped him, he still retreated subconsciously.

But soon he understood Ling Zhuyun's actions. She wanted to help Jiang Lan compete for the Four Saints Ancient Heavenly Power.

"No, we can't retreat, let alone let her help Jiang Lan."

After reacting, Ye Ming sacrificed an ancient bronze lamp. The flames were like snakes, winding around and colliding with Ling Zhuyun's palm with a bang.

At the same time, he cast a spell, his body shape changed unpredictably, and he disappeared from the spot.

"Brother Ye?"

Ling Zhuyun, who had a frosty face, noticed this fluctuation and was slightly startled, then looked at the person who had just fought with her.

She had an impression of this person. After all, he was questioned and scolded by the Four Saints Phantom just now. She thought that he was guilty of serious sins and did not deserve the recognition of the Four Saints Phantom.

And this breath could be that of Ye Ming. She had worked with Ye Ming before, and it seemed that he had used such methods.

"Brother Ye, is that you?"

She took action again and chased him. At the same time, she sent a voice message to ask, trying to determine whether this person was Ye Ming.

Ye Ming was also surprised. He didn't use any obvious means, how did Ling Zhuyun recognize him.

However, he did not respond. After all, he was now being shouted at and thought to be a member of the Blood Immortal Cult. If his identity was exposed here, I am afraid many people would turn around and join forces to deal with him.

He is bound to win the Ancient Heavenly Skill of the Four Saints, and Ling Zhuyun cannot stop him.

"Brother Ye, I have seen you use similar methods. You don't have to hide it anymore. I know this is you."

Seeing that Ye Ming didn't respond to her at all, Ling Zhuyun frowned, and the speculation and suspicion in her heart became more serious. She asked again through the voice message, and frankly said that she recognized him.

Hearing this, Ye Ming felt helpless. He could only pause for a moment and quickly responded via voice transmission, "Zhu Yun, the situation is special now. I have been framed as an accomplice of the Blood Immortal Sect. It is difficult for me to meet you."

"After things here are resolved, I will go to you to explain. I know you believe me."

"The Four Saints' Ancient Heavenly Art is right in front of me. I hope you can help me get it. The Four Saints' Ancient Heavenly Art is very important to me."

"You don't have to be too obvious, just help me block the others. I will reward you when it is done."

Ling Zhuyun's eyebrows were still furrowed and she asked, "It's clear that the Four Holy Shadows have not recognized you, so why do you want to snatch it away?"

Ye Ming knew her character, but he had no choice at the moment. If he was asked to give up this inheritance, he would really be unwilling to do so.

"Opportunities in heaven and earth are for those who are virtuous. Everyone is competing for them. Why can't I compete for them? You also know my origin. I don't have any privileged background. I need to fight for any opportunity that comes my way. Even if I don't fight for it, These Four Saints' Ancient Heavenly Skills will eventually be snatched away by others..." he explained.

"You are making excuses. There are so many geniuses here, but the Four Holy Shadows just scolded and disliked you. How do you explain it? I trust you so much, do you still want to lie to me until this moment?" Ling Zhuyun's eyes were cold, The tone was filled with regret.

In fact, the moment Ye Ming admitted his identity just now, she already understood in her heart, why did the Four Saints choose Ye Ming instead of scolding and rejecting him?

Although everyone found it unbelievable and absurd for the Four Saints to recognize Jiang Lan, she felt that there was nothing wrong with it, and it was even somewhat reasonable.

Although Jiang Lan has a notorious reputation, he is a famous good-for-nothing second generation ancestor in Daxia. He bullies others, is arrogant and domineering, and is avoided by everyone like a snake or a scorpion. Sometimes, he is indeed a bit hateful and childish.

But there is absolutely no problem with his character and temperament.

If it were anyone else, who would be able to withstand so many years of pain and suffering after suffering from heart-eating disease?

If he had evil intentions, he would have cured the heart-eating disease long ago by swallowing his heart's blood. Why would he choose to endure it alone?

Although Ye Ming seemed upright and upright on the surface, he had evil intentions and maliciously gained her trust, and used it to plan and plan the overall situation.

"Zhu Yun, please listen to my explanation. It was indeed an accident just now, and it was really not my fault..."

Ye Ming's expression changed. The existence of the old ghost involves the biggest secret. How can he explain it to Ling Zhuyun?

But the matter about the Four Saints' phantoms just now really left him speechless and he didn't know how to explain it.

"enough."

"You have let me down too much."

Ling Zhuyun's pretty face was frosty, and her white jade hands were raised with a murderous look.

It's not his fault. Could it be someone else's fault or the Four Saints' phantom?

"You actually want to kill me?"

Feeling the cold murderous aura coming from Ling Zhuyun, Ye Ming's expression changed again, a little unbelievable, and said, "For this reason, you want to kill me?"

"Isn't it enough that you colluded with people from the Blood Immortal Sect?" Ling Zhuyun said coldly.

"Haha, do you even believe that I colluded with people from the Blood Immortal Sect?"

"Did Jiang Lan tell you something? Or what? He is not a good person at all. You must not be deceived by him..."

"That's enough. Mr. Jiang is indeed not a good person, but he is not comparable to you, a despicable villain with evil intentions."

Ling Zhuyun's face was filled with frost and she interrupted him directly.

She raised her plain white jade hand, and the void behind her spread out, as if thousands of ripples spread, evolving into a terrifying vision.

In it, the bright moon hangs high, the blue waves ripple, and the rays of light flow, endlessly, and contain the tyrannical power of suppression.

boom! ! !

The moonlight filled the air, and as Ling Zhuyun raised her hand, the bright moon immediately fell towards Ye Ming.

"Zhu Yun, you..."

Seeing that Ling Zhuyun was so determined and cold at this moment.

Ye Ming's expression was extremely ugly, but he didn't know how to explain it now, so he could only try to hide behind him.

But at this moment, a dazzling bloody light suddenly struck.

There was blood mist steaming in the air, and a huge blood-colored handprint flew across the sky and struck Ling Zhuyun directly, blocking her blow, causing the moon wheel to explode and turn into a ray of light that filled the sky.

A figure shrouded in blood mist appeared in front of Ye Ming. It was extremely blurry, and only a pair of terrifying, ruthless and indifferent blood-colored eyes could be seen.

It was the bloody figure who had suddenly attacked and snatched away the light group formed by the Four Saints' phantoms.

"Who are you?"

Ye Ming was also shocked. He never expected that someone would show up to help him at this time, but after seeing this figure clearly, his expression suddenly became extremely ugly.

What does it mean? Do even the people of the Blood Immortal Sect think that they are their accomplices? Or deliberately diverting trouble to the east?

But he quickly realized that he would no longer be able to explain clearly.

Regardless of whether the Blood Immortal Cult was intentional or unintentional, Ling Zhuyun, who was now cold and angry, would not listen to his own explanation.