"boom!"
At the foot of the ladder, everyone's eyes were fixed upon being attracted by the sudden silver light.
It can be said that Duanmutong's Ben Lei Tian Fist was very powerful. Just a moment ago, even the sky was shattered, but under the silver light, with just one punch, it was shattered into bubbles and could no longer be condensed.
"So strong!" Everyone's eyes were fixed, with lingering fears.
"It's you!" Duanmutong looked at the figure under the silver light and his pupils shrank sharply. He was defeated by this person on the ladder that day and missed the inheritance of the Holy Mountain. Unexpectedly, he came down the mountain.
Everyone in Truman also looked at Firth. When Firth appeared just now, they didn't feel too strongly, but now, they couldn't calm down.
"This person only has the strength of a top saint, but he can block Duanmutong in a battle. What is going on in this world?" Everyone felt guilty for a while.
"It's the Holy Son!" The former disciples of the Holy Mountain all widened their eyes. Feng Shan was a disciple of Emperor Yan, so they all knew him: "The Holy Son also went to the Holy Mountain."
"Why are you here?" Duanmutong asked in a low voice.
"Get out!" Feng Shan looked at Duanmutong indifferently, his voice was flat, and then he raised his hand, and countless golden fairy patterns condensed, turning into a terrifying fist shadow, and blasted towards Duanmutong from the air.
Duanmutong looked horrified. Although Feng Shan was just a saint, the blow in front of him made him feel an oppression from his soul, as if it was going to destroy him. He quickly stepped back, clasped his hands in front of his chest, and turned into A spelled shield.
"Boom!" There was a loud noise, and the spell shield shattered. Duanmutong took a few steps back before standing still, looking at Truman with cold eyes. "You are indeed very strong, but you are still a saint. Now that I have entered the immortal position, I will let you feel the power of immortality." Duanmutong steadied himself and did not leave. The appearance of Fir Tree also gave him birth. Greed, in his opinion, of the Holy Mountain
The inheritance lies with Feng Shan. If he can win it, his status in the Towering Taoist Temple will be more stable. Even without the help of external forces, he can still become a Taoist priest.
"Buzz!" With a wild tremor, Duanmutong's body burst out with brilliant fairy lights, and his momentum soared to the sky.
In an instant, a golden shadow of an immortal seemed to appear behind him. It was extremely sacred. His aura also changed, and a gust of wind beat down violently.
Under that power, everyone's hearts couldn't help but condense: "What terrible immortal power! Is this the immortal card cast by Duanmutong?" "This is the difference between immortals and saints. You can reach immortality in one step and reach the sky. An immortal is extraordinary." Some people in the distance couldn't help but sigh: "What's more, Duanmutong's immortal position is much better than the others. Immortals have immortal cards, and his immortal cards are probably six.
Immortal cards of higher quality. "
Looking at Duanmutong, Feng Shan always stood there with a slightly serious look.
"I want your power!" Duanmutong laughed wildly, and suddenly opened his arms, crackling sounds exploded around him, and then he smiled ferociously, and a ferocious dragon of spells flew out of his body, destroying everything, destroying everything .
"I won't lose this time!" The temple under the dragon of spells and the ladder to heaven are collapsing.
"Asshole!" Wangfeng and others roared, but they were unable to do anything. At this time, the gap in realm directly affected the battlefield.
Unless they can reach the top level of saints and understand a hint of immortal power, they can compete. Otherwise, they will not even have the power to intervene in this battlefield.
At this moment, Chu Yan was on the side and turned to look at Duanmutong. With a buzz, the evil sword flew out and was held in his hand. A stream of power flowed out from his arm. The evil sword entered the air and turned into a sword. The extremely huge sword was pointed downwards.
Once this sword comes out, the whole world will become a sword.
"Duanmutong!" Chu Yan suddenly shouted as the evil sword came out, and everyone cast strange looks at him.
"Do you want to die?" At this moment, Chu Yan looked at Duanmutong with a dull look. The evil sword exuded a strange light, and the endless sword light blocked the forbidden space, completely covering Duanmutong. "Are you crazy?" Duanmutong looked at Chu Yan angrily. They were all geniuses from the top forces and all had immortal soldiers. Therefore, they would deliberately restrain themselves when fighting with each other. Otherwise, once the immortal soldiers were used without restriction, Come out, that fight
The situation is out of control.
"You are not the only one who has immortal weapons. Moreover, if you use these immortal weapons to deduce the immortal arts, you will suffer backlash. When the time comes, your Chumen will also be destroyed." Duanmutong stopped and looked at Chu Yan coldly.
"Yes." Chu Yan nodded in disbelief. Jiutian Huanglong was still watching from the side. Using the evil sword to use the Immortal Technique would be extremely draining for him. When the time comes, once Jiutian Huanglong launches a sneak attack, Chumen will Pay a big price.
"But, you will die first." However, Chu Yan grinned and pressed his palm down gently. Immediately, the sword storm blocked all directions. The faces of the people around him changed with shock. The power was too strong, and it rolled up hundreds of feet. High sandstorm.
Being blocked, the corners of Duanmutong's mouth twitched involuntarily.
"For the last time, get out or die?" Chu Yan looked indifferently into the storm, Duanmutong was in it, and nodded vigorously: "Chu Yan, you lunatic, you and I are not done with today's affairs."
"Let's go!" Duanmutong shouted, turned around and left towards the ladder.
Although he was confident that he would survive a single thought of Zhu Xian, he would definitely be seriously injured. With Jiutian Huanglong here, he didn't dare to gamble, so he had to leave first.
The people in the towering Taoist temple looked at each other and had no choice but to retreat.
At this moment, Feng Shan raised his head and glanced at Kong Ling'er with a very cold look: "Kong Ling'er, from today on, you are no longer a descendant of the Holy Mountain."
Kong Ling'er's delicate body trembled slightly, she squeezed her jade hands tightly, and left without responding.
"It's your turn." The people from the Towering Taoist Temple left. Chu Yan turned his eyes and looked at Jiutian Huanglong: "Go away, or should I ask you to leave?" Looking at Chu Yan and Feng Shan, Jiutian Huanglong seemed to be looking at its prey. , licking the corner of his mouth greedily: "Chu Yan, do you think that by forcing us back with the magic weapons, you will have a chance to leave the Holy Mountain? Why don't you share the secrets of the Holy Mountain with me?
If you and I join forces, no one will be able to defeat us in this holy mountain. "
"Do you want to try the power of the Immortal Art?" Chu Yan said indifferently.
"Haha, it doesn't matter, you can think about it slowly, I will wait for you outside the ladder." Jiutian Huanglong laughed, turned and left without caring.
"The people from Huaqing Immortal Dynasty stay!" At this moment, Chu Yan spoke again, and the faces of the disciples from Huaqing Immortal Dynasty changed slightly, and they all looked at Jiutian Huanglong.
Chen Yi is dead. If Jiutian Huanglong is abandoned, they will have no choice but to die.
"I can keep them, but they are all the proud ones of the Huaqing Immortal Dynasty, and there are even many descendants of princes and princes. Do you dare to kill them?" Jiutian Huanglong looked at Chu Yan and asked jokingly. "You dare to defy heaven and become king, why don't I dare?" After Chu Yan said this, he pressed the Zhuxian Sword in his hand, and the sword swept out violently. In just a moment, all the disciples of Huaqing Immortal Dynasty showed fear. The screams continued, but in the sword violence
, no one survived.
From the beginning to the end, Jiutian Huanglong kept watching without taking any action, until finally he showed an evil smile: "You have the guts."
"Let's go!" Jiutian Huanglong turned around and flew towards the outside of the temple. As for the life and death of the people of Huaqing Immortal Dynasty, he didn't care at all.
When both parties finally left, the Chumen people heaved a sigh of relief, and then many people looked at Chu Yan with admiration.
"The sect master is amazing!"
"It's easy for these bastards." Wangfeng said unhappily when he saw the two parties leaving: "Brother, why don't you just start a war." "The power of Duanmutong and Jiutian Huanglong is not inferior to mine. If they are one person, I have I'm somewhat sure of victory, but between the two of them, I have no ability to divide myself. This is Truman. If a war starts here, our Trumen will suffer heavy losses, not to mention you.
If any of them targets you, I have no chance of stopping them. "Chu Yan shook his head. Just now, the fir tree and Duanmutong collided once, and he was running the Eye of the World on the side to see clearly.
There is also a trace of the Immortal King's lineage in Duanmutong's body. Although it is not strong, combined with his own combat power, it is comparable to the third level of Immortal.
Although he is now a top saint, with the inheritance of the Leng family and the integration of the way of heaven, he may not be unable to fight against one person.
"It's us who are holding senior brother back." Wangfeng lowered his head in despair. Chu Yan chuckled and patted his shoulder: "Make a breakthrough and strive to reach the top saints as soon as possible. Then we will find them to settle the score."
"Yes!" Wangfeng nodded vigorously. This time, the battle also made him feel helpless.
He was confident that if he were in the Immortal Realm, he would never be weaker than Duanmutong and Jiutian Huanglong. It was a pity that the realm was the biggest constraint in practicing cultivation. "Everyone, thank you for taking care of Truman in the past few years. Now that I have returned, from today on, Truman will no longer be bullied." Chu Yan turned around and looked at the people around him. Truman is, after all, just a saint. In a short period of time, the mountain was replaced by major
The forces assembled by Tianjiao are not reliable.
But at the critical moment, they were still able to stand on Chu Men's side and did not run away in the face of the battle. This is very rare, so this kind of kindness is worthy of Chu Yan's protection.
"Haha, Brother Chu, with your words, we feel more at ease. What a bullshit towering Taoist temple, Jiuxiao team, with Chu Xiong here, we no longer need to be afraid of them in the future."
"Brother Chu, if we go to the middle of the Immortal Realm in the future and see you again, don't pretend we don't know you, but treat us well." Someone joked with a smile.
"Definitely." Chu Yanlang smiled happily. "Mr. Chu, is there still an opportunity on the ladder to heaven?" Yuqiong Xian'er asked softly from the side. Many people also looked at Chu Yan. In fact, many people have wanted to ask this question for a long time, but this kind of thing is more complicated. Sensitive, not in a good relationship, and unable to speak
. In this regard, Chu Yan spoke truthfully: "I'm dissatisfied, everyone, on the Holy Mountain, Chu did get some opportunities, not only me, but also Feng Shan, Duan Muting, and Jiutian Huanglong. It's just that after we wait, there will be no end to the ladder, but everyone In this issue
During the period, you can still go up the ladder to practice. If you go a little further up, you can understand some of the Immortal King's traditions. "Is there no end?" "Many geniuses are full of disappointment, but they disappear soon. They gave up originally, and now Chu Yan allows them to climb the ladder to heaven, which can be regarded as an opportunity.
