At this point, all eight levels have been passed!
This is far from over. We walked through Yangzhou, Beizhou, Zizhou, Sanchi Sword Array, Bagua Yinyang Array, Mountain River Bell, and Chuyan. Finally, the sword light fell under our feet, and Yin and Yang merged into two rituals, an ancient bell. The sound resounded throughout Jiuyang Palace.
Three more levels!
All eleven levels have been passed, leaving only the last two levels, which are also the two most difficult levels. They are also the two levels that almost no one touches during the assessment.
Yingzhou: Qingshan rock wall.
Yunzhou: Ling Xiao fights against puppets.
Everyone on the stage holds their breath, do you want to continue?
The bells of Zizhou stopped ringing, and Chu Yan walked forward step by step. It seemed that he was the only one left in the hall. When he came to the Yingye Immortal King, he clasped his hands in his fists and bowed slightly: "I hope you will succeed, senior!"
"You are courageous and capable, very good. In that case, let me see how proud you are!" Immortal King Yingye said with a smile, as the Qingshan Rock Wall descended.
"I will definitely live up to my destiny!" Chu Yan showed a bright smile, and the stars glowed together. At this moment, they turned into wind blowing and slashed down with the sword.
"Boom!"
There was a loud noise, and the green mountain stone wall shook continuously. Everyone stared there, and they saw that something seemed to have fallen off the green mountain stone wall. Then, on the green mountain stone wall, it changed into golden writings, like that Sonorous and powerful, like a stroke of genius.
"Jiutian, I, Chu Yan, are here!"
No more, no less, seven words, he wanted to tell Jiutian that he, Chu Yan, was here!
The Tianhe trembles and the avenue shakes.
At this time, some of the Immortal Kings couldn't help but stand up and looked at the seven words in shock.
The green mountain stone wall is known as the strongest rock in the Second Realm. It is difficult for the Holy Emperor to leave any traces. But today, Chu Yan is holding a sword and carving words on it. Each one is so clear and shining, just like him at this moment, endlessly dazzling. .
Immortal King Yingye looked at everything with a smile. Not long ago, he told the young man, "Let me see the pride that only belongs to you. Now, the young man has done it. The words are carved on the mountain, and he has not been disappointed."
In the distance, Nan Yu Nishang's delicate body was trembling slightly. When she raised her head, she was already crying, tears streaming down her face.
The young man in the Immortal Realm back then is now famous in the Nine Heavens. In this era of immortal kings, he is blooming with his own light.
In this life, if I can witness today's scene, what regrets do I have?
The fairyland has never been humble.
"Thank you, senior!" Chu Yan put away his sword and bowed slightly to Yingye Immortal King.
"This is your own glory, what does it have to do with me?" Immortal King Yingye's voice was calm, he glanced at the stone wall of Qingshan Mountain, and said calmly: "I got this stone wall by chance, but I never know what use it is. Today, since you have left it The name is on you, then, from today on, this stone wall belongs to you, don’t bear it in the future.”
Everyone in the hall was a little shaken when they heard this.
Did you give the treasure of Yingye Immortal Palace in Yingzhou to Chu Yan?
Chu Yan was also stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt that this old man with a bit of a poisonous tongue was quite interesting. He smiled and said, "This junior should give his best."
After saying that, Chu Yan raised his head and his eyes returned to Immortal King Lingxiao again. Of the thirteen levels, only the last level was left, Lingxiao Zhanpuppet.
The thirteenth level, Ling Xiao fighting puppet, is also the most difficult.
"Senior, release the war puppet." Chu Yan said.
Many immortal kings in the hall have sharp eyes.
In this session, there were only two people who challenged Ling Xiao to fight against the puppets, Ling Mu, the master of the Heavenly Emperor Sect. In the end, these two people won the championship and runner-up respectively. Now, the master of the Holy Emperor Palace also wants to try. Give it a try?
"Boom!" Immortal King Lingxiao waved his hand, and the golden war puppet descended from Jiuxiao and hit the Fengyun Taoist platform, standing there majesticly.
Ten moves are definitely no problem, there is no doubt about this. What they are looking forward to now is what step Chu Yan can take.
Not long ago, Ling Mu persisted in thirty-seven moves on the Fengyun Taoist stage, breaking the previous record.
With Chu Yan's current performance, even if he can't break it, he should be able to tie this record, right?
Ling Mu looked at the battle platform with cold eyes.
The Ling Xiao War Puppet itself is an Immortal King-level puppet, but during the assessment, his realm will be lowered to the same level as Chu Yan.
But even so, he is the Immortal King after all, at least his strength is at the Immortal King level.
In just a moment, the brilliance of the six-stage Saint Emperor lingered and stirred the sky.
"It's about to begin!" Everyone held their breath.
Chu Yan looked at Ling Xiao Zhanpuppet and suddenly smiled: "Test? Since you have lowered your realm, you are not an Immortal King. Then, who gives you the qualifications to test me?"
Why doesn't Chu Yan understand? At this time, many people must be guessing how many moves he can make in the hands of the golden war puppet, right?
But, no one has ever thought about it.
Why, how long can this Ling Xiao war puppet last in his hands?
The body of the Immortal King is not just possessed by Ling Xiao Zhan.
Chu Yan stepped out, and the avenue spread out, extremely wide, with wonderful mountains and rivers above. As if he were walking on flat ground, he felt the powerful power of the Taoism. He slowly held it with his palm, gathering everything in the world. Between that fist and palm.
At this time, Ling Xiao attacked like a puppet. Under the golden light, he looked like an unshakable god of war. The huge fist shadow pressed down on the sky and continued to crack.
"boom!"
Finally, two figures collided in the void, and then the entire battle platform cracked open. Several Immortal Kings took action at the same time to disperse the aftermath.
Then, the two figures seemed to have shifted their positions, with their backs to each other. Time seemed to have stopped at this moment, making people wonder what happened.
what happened?
What about the ending?
After a moment, blood flowed out of Chu Yan's mouth, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised with a contemptuous smile.
"Crack!" After that, there was a sound of cracking. The originally bright Lingxiao War Puppet's light suddenly dimmed and seemed to disappear into everything. The burly body that looked like the God of War actually had cracks every inch, like a spider web. generally.
In the end, the only light in the eyes of the war puppet disappeared, and there was no longer any breath. The body shook for a while, fell down, and fell headlong on the platform.
"This..." Everyone in the stands was speechless.
This was a result no one expected.
Any tips?
No, it was just one move, but it was the most amazing strike so far in this Fengyun Dao Platform.
Suddenly, many people remembered what the young man had just said.
If he lowers his realm, he is not an Immortal King. How can he be qualified to test him?
too strong.
At this moment, all thirteen levels have been passed.
Chu Yan stood there with extremely calm eyes, without any wavering in his eyes, as if he was born to be like this, enjoying the gaze of thousands of people and a dazzling life.
Zizhu and Hua Feng were all excited at this moment.
The murderous intent in Donghua and Thunder's eyes has never been stronger.
Everything Chu Yan showed today made them feel a severe threat. Originally, they thought that it was only ten years and nothing, but now, is it really like this?
If Chu Yan does not die within ten years, whose end will be the end ten years from now?
With a reserved breath, Chu Yan said nothing, but looked down at Ling Mu and said calmly: "Now, am I worthy?"
Ling Mu stood in the audience, his face gloomy for a while. Not long ago, Chu Yan wanted to challenge ten to prove himself. Naturally, he did not want to be a stepping stone for others and let out words. Chu Yan, he was not worthy.
But now, Chu Yan alone has connected to the thirteen levels, carved words on the stone wall of the green mountain, and punched Ling Xiao and Zhan Puppet into darkness. He stood in the void and asked him, is he worthy now?
What should he say?
What could he say?
"In that case, come out?" Chu Yan said. Ling Mu clenched his fist slightly. Being asked by Chu Yan made him feel a little shaken.
But fleetingly, his eyes were firm, yes, these tests are all based on the realm. Chu Yan's realm is low and he can do it, but so what? He is a ninth-level Holy Emperor. Unless Chu Yan can break through in battle like the Heavenly Emperor Sect Master, how can he defeat him?
Ling Mu walked out and stood on the Fengyun Taoist platform.
"Everyone, let's come together." Chu Yan invited Qin Shang and others without looking at Ling Mu.
"No need, I am enough alone." Ling Mu snorted coldly. He felt ashamed to fight alone. If he joins forces with ten people, what if he wins?
Chu Yan glanced at Ling Mu and shook his head sadly. He really didn't want to be slapped in the face like this. Ten people were embarrassed together, at least a little less, but this Ling Mu seemed to have no self-awareness.
"I'll help you." Chu Yan said, and stepped out. In an instant, the wind and clouds gathered together, and the stars in the nine heavens twinkled. Behind him, there were sword tombs, mirror images, fairy patterns, blazing sun, and ice lakes. All the souls of life, every , all ninth grade.
"All Saint Life Soul?" An Immortal King narrowed his eyes.
"Palace Master Chu seems to be someone who has had great opportunities." At this time, the Great Sun Immortal King also smiled. What he didn't expect was that he saw a familiar feeling in Chu Yan's body.
Qin Shang was even more like this. His eyes widened and he stared at the blazing sun on the icy lake. The two life souls merged with each other, creating a yin and yang world.
Chu Yan also practices Yin and Yang.
After the soul of life was released, where Chu Yan stood, the sky seemed to respect him. Ling Mu's face changed slightly, he released the avenue, and the nine heavens were superimposed, but he vaguely discovered that his nine heavens were in Chu Yan's world. It is so small, like nine small snakes, it is unsightly.
"Is this your road? It's so narrow, even reaching a thousand meters, what's the use?" Chu Yan said coldly and proudly, his road was as wide as the sky, and the oppressive Ling Mu kept shaking.
Chu Yan continued to move forward. He himself, a fellow practitioner of the five elements of yin and yang, gravity, speed, immortals, demons and demons, was comparable to almighty and was truly full of attributes.
Even if he is the master of the Heavenly Emperor Sect, everything he cultivates is to pave the way for him. Chu Yan can also use the Avenue of Time, but it is just inconvenient to use.
Therefore, the sixth-level leader of the Heavenly Emperor Sect cannot defeat Ling Mu, but it does not mean that he is not good.
The gap between the three realms is enough.
Chu Yan walks in the void and gives way to everything.
Ling Mu looked at that figure, and his heart actually collapsed. How could he be so strong?
If you can't fight, you can't win.
This is the only thought in his mind.
"Suppress!" spitting out the word, Ling Mu vomited blood one after another, and his body flew backwards, spraying blood, as if it was hit by a mountain.
Standing up, Ling Mu's face turned pale. At this moment, Chu Yan was like the King of Nine Heavens and the God of War, looking down at him. But he was the ant on the ground. It seemed that he had defeated him and was not worth mentioning at all. This made him even more excited. Feeling humiliated, today, he lost twice in a row, and each battle was more humiliating than the last.
Chu Yan looked at Immortal King Lingxiao.
"Is this enough?"
