There was silence in the sky, the broken flames were still burning faintly, but the figure of Cangyan Qiufeng had long since disappeared.
"this……"
Cangyan Qiufeng, who became famous within a hundred years, was a nominee at the Heaven-Seizing Banquet of the previous generation. However, today, he fought with Chu Yan and was killed after just a few encounters.
The people of the Cangyan Ancient Clan looked solemn. At that moment, they didn't even have a chance to save him.
The people in Wumai looked at Chu Yan with more murderous intent. In less than half a year, Chu Yan became stronger. He was the second level king and could kill people across two realms.
If such a person is really allowed to grow up, will there be anyone in Xinghai who can stop him in the future?
"Shatian, is he Chu Yan?" At this moment, there were several figures in the distance, which were the remnants of the Beiming Dynasty, and Beiming Shatian was among them.
Beiming Shatian did not speak. He was once the pride of his generation and the pride of the Beiming Dynasty. Even though he was defeated at the Heaven Seizing Banquet, he was still not discouraged. Instead, he broke through to the Second Realm of the King. But now when he saw Chu Yan, he felt a little sad.
He was even more outstanding than at the Heaven Seizing Banquet. He asked himself that he couldn't block the terrible blow just now.
"I'm not as good as him." Beiming Shatian finally sighed, feeling lonely as a genius.
The remnants of the Beiming Dynasty frowned: "Shatian, why should you belittle yourself? Since you were born, you have possessed the best talent of our Beiming Dynasty. The important task of reviving Beiming will definitely fall on your shoulders in the future. This son is indeed excellent. But with His Highness He here, he won’t survive today.”
"Cangyan Qiufeng, who became famous within a hundred years, should be regarded as the top talent in the sea of stars, right? Unfortunately, he is vulnerable." Chu Yan took off his armor and shook his head sarcastically: "If you are all such trash, you can do it today Get out of here. You can't take my life away!"
The void is quiet, filled with the voices of young people.
You can't take my life, what a arrogance.
Tianbeihe looked ugly. Chu Yan's talent was stronger than he thought. After the battle just now, he understood that no one could win against the century-old genius. Even if he went to fight, he would only become Chu Yan's foil.
"You have such a talent. When you entered Tianbei Mountain, you should have received intensive training and had endless prospects. It's a pity that you dug your own grave." Tianbeihe sighed, and then the next moment, with a thud, he slowly stepped out One step took everyone's breath away in an instant.
"Are you going to do it yourself?" Chu Yan raised his head and looked at the Tianbei River and said unsurprisingly.
"You have one last chance to think about it. No matter how talented you are and how outstanding you are, these are not enough in my eyes. If I take action, you will never have a chance again." Tianbeihe said calmly. With the self-confidence of the Monument lineage, he acted as if he was flattering God's will.
"No need." Chu Yan said directly, and Tian Beihe nodded without saying anything more.
How's your talent? If they are not used by Tianbei Mountain, they will be killed.
Mo Wangchen was like this back then, and Chu Yan now has the same ending.
There is no place in the world other than Tianbei Mountain. Here, the word "Tianbei" is the king and the eternal overlord.
"I heard that you created the Perfect King, the fifth life soul, which is the eighth-grade holy life soul?" Tianbeihe said slowly, and everyone's eyes froze. Although the news had spread throughout the star sea, Tianbeihe heard it in person. Mentioned, still shocked.
After all, whether it is a perfect monarch figure or an eighth-grade holy life soul, both require extraordinary talents, which cannot be produced by one person for thousands of years, let alone the two combined into one.
"But do you know what my Juntu and Fate Soul are?" Tianbeihe continued. Chu Yan didn't say anything, waiting for him to continue.
Tianbeihe raised his arm slightly, and suddenly, a picture scroll unfolded in the starry sky. In the scroll, there was a figure in the center, with his hands behind his back, and a slight nod. There were heavenly monuments stationed in each of the sixteen directions, surrendering to him, and everything was revealed. Proudly, as if he was the king of heaven and earth.
"The Perfect King's Picture..." The hearts of those around him trembled: "His Royal Highness He's King's Picture is also the Perfect King's Picture!"
"The lineage of Tianbei River is unparalleled in the sea of stars. This sentence is indeed well-deserved." People from several major lines sighed. Since Tianbeihe became the king, he has never made a move again. This is the first time for everyone to see it. To his Juntu.
The next second, a life soul bloomed above Tianbei River. The fifth life soul, filled with holy light, turned into an endless inscription and suppressed it.
"Eighth-grade!" People's hearts trembled again, the same picture of perfect king, eighth-grade life soul.
The people of Wumai looked at Chu Yan with a ferocious expression. Tianbeihe had such a terrifying talent. How could Chu Yan survive today?
"Do you understand now? In my eyes, your so-called talent is so ridiculous that it is not worth mentioning." Tianbeihe was not in a hurry to take action. In his opinion, showing talent was enough to intimidate Chu Yan.
"Then what?" At this time, Chu Yan laughed. Tianbeihe stood up and sacrificed Juntu's soul, telling him that he also had everything he had, but so what? Does Chu Yan really have Tianbei River that he has?
"Then?" Tian Beihe was stunned for a moment and said with a smile: "The reason why you were able to kill the hundred-year-old genius is simply because of your soul and your extraordinary plans. But now, I have the same plans as you. , Minghun, my realm is higher than yours, if you say you and I fight, how can you win?"
"You are too confident." Chu Yan smiled and shook his head. Is his true support really just Jun Tu, the soul of life? If so, then he is not the same as Tianbeihe, limited to the sea of stars. In the future, how can we talk about getting involved in Jiutian?
"The Eleven people of Destiny are called the Sons of Destiny. Do you know why?" Tianbeihe paused and continued: "Because, I am Destiny."
"Boom!" Tianbei River erupted, and thousands of brilliance emerged from his body. At this moment, it seemed that the whole world was revolving around him. He was the center of the world, the king of the world.
With just this thought, the endless light curtain condensed like three thousand waterfalls, killing Chu Yan crazily.
With a thought, the stone statues of the Sixteen Heaven Monuments were transformed, the fire of the Cangyan ancient clan, the ice of the Beiming Dynasty, the poison of the Poison Sect, the snakes of Jiuyou... In the blink of an eye, there were too many, all the power and true meaning of the sixteen veins of the Heaven Monument, One person in Tianbeihe can control everything, and he is even stronger.
Feeling the deterrence of the power of the Sixteen Meridians, Chu Yan looked solemn, and the evil sword clanked beside him.
But even so, Chu Yan still did not draw out the evil sword. Since he said that he would accept all fair challenges today, he would not use the magic weapon. What's more, the current situation is not that bad.
"Just help me witness it." Chu Yan smiled freely, threw the evil sword into the air, and faced the Tianbei River alone. At this time, his figure was slightly thin, but every step was sonorous and powerful, and a strange luster suddenly shot out of his eyes. , immediately thousands of sword shadows appeared, cutting off three thousand killing enemies.
"Is this your heritage? Your talent is getting stronger, but you are still humble in front of me. If you want to win with the sword, I will accompany you." Tianbeihe said proudly, and stretched out his palm, Jian Wuya's peerless sword The sword technique started to move, forming a terrifying sword violence, killing Chu Yan.
Everyone was stunned, this was the real peak battle.
The people in the Six Domains clenched their fists slightly. After witnessing the power of Tianbei River, even they were shaken. He claimed to be the destiny and controlled the will of heaven. Could Chu Yan still be better than Tian?
"Ignorance of life and death." Emperor Jiuyou's eyes flashed with a stern look. He had already seen the ending of this battle.
"The sword sinks!" Chu Yan snorted coldly. Now that he has the heart of the sword and comprehends the evil sword, all sword intentions are false in his eyes. With a thought, he saw countless swords sinking, and then he stepped out, himself Just like a sword, the terrifying sword slashed towards the Tianbei River.
"In front of me, you are as humble as an ant." He spoke golden words at the mouth of the Tianbei River to suppress Chu Yan.
Chu Yan held his sword to kill him, but the magical powers in the heavenly stele's veins kept transforming, gradually submerging him in the ocean of ten thousand laws, making it impossible for him to break free.
"Sure enough, it's just as I guessed. Without the advantages of Juntu and Lifehun, how can you defeat me?" Tianbeihe sighed, seeming to feel sorry for Chu Yan, and then he controlled the sixteen heavenly monuments. They seemed to fly from the sky, gathered together, and suppressed Chu Yan: "Die."
"Boom!" The sky trembled wildly, and everyone was stunned. The sixteen sky monuments closed, but Chu Yan's figure had long since disappeared.
"Is the soul gone?" Everyone couldn't help but think, many people in the Six Domains looked sad.
During the whole process, Mu Tian and other saints looked at each other, and neither party interfered.
"From now on, there will be no Chu Yan in Xinghai. Tianbei is in charge, who dares to disobey!" Tianbeihe said confidently, just as he said, if he takes action, Chu Yan will be dead, and there will be no second possibility.
"It seems it's a little early for you to be happy." But at this moment, a cold voice suddenly came from among the sixteen sky tablets. It seemed to be Chu Yan's voice.
Everyone's eyes froze, this way, isn't he still dead?
Tianbeihe turned around and looked at the Heavenly Monument and frowned. He saw that the Sixteenth Heavenly Monument slowly collapsed and cracked at this moment. The young man inside stood there calmly without much disturbance.
"Based on my words alone, it's still a little bit worse." Chu Yan shook his head as if mocking himself. Then he gradually raised his head, his long hair flying in the wind, and looked at the Tianbei River. He smiled, a little crazy.
"You just said that you have everything I have?" Chu Yan suddenly spoke. Tianbeihe frowned slightly, but still nodded: "That's right!"
"You said that I have no advantage over you when I cast an eighth-grade life soul?"
"But do you really own it? Have you really seen my life soul?" Chu Yan said proudly, his voice rising, one layer after another, and the next second, he suddenly waved his arm, and the original Like the soul of the sun disappearing, everyone looked at him as if they didn't understand.
"Look, what is my real life soul?" Chu Yan laughed mockingly, and then the holy light lit up above his head again, and it was another eighth-grade life soul, but this time, it was no longer the sun. But a star arrow, as soon as it appeared, it caused the stars in the nine heavens to sink.
"Another eighth-grade life soul?" Everyone's hearts beat wildly and they were stunned. Eighth-grade life souls are rare in the world. Some even say that those whose fifth life soul is an eighth-grade life soul are born saints. But now, Chu Yan actually has two.
