Chu Yan looked at the middle-aged man and suddenly smiled: "Ancestor of the Chen family?"
The white-haired middle-aged man said lightly: "It doesn't count. The ancestors and ancient saints have already left this world. I am just a cousin who was by his side back then."
Chu Yan narrowed his eyes: "So, you have met the ancient sage."
The young man with white hair smiled: "Boy, you are very interesting. Even when you are about to die, you can still chat with me?"
Chu Yan smiled softly: "People, you have to be more open-minded."
The white-haired middle-aged man was silent for a while, then suddenly smiled and said: "You are not open-minded, but you still have something to rely on, right?"
After saying that, the white-haired middle-aged man continued: "In my life, I have seen too many people, especially people who are about to die. Until now, I have never seen a person who can face death calmly... And the attitude you are giving me now is not the kind of person who is prepared to die."
Chu Yan smiled and shrugged: "You can do whatever you say."
"Hahaha!"
The white-haired middle-aged man suddenly laughed: "Interesting... In that case, take it out and take a look. Let me see what you mean by relying on it."
When the disciples of the Chen family heard this, their expressions changed greatly.
Still have something to rely on?
You know, they were chased by Chu Yan all the way here. Every time they saw someone coming, they thought they were sure to win... But every time Chu Yan could reveal his amazing trump card.
What kind of solitary space, what kind of bloodline divine patterns... these are all ineffective against Chu Yan.
They even suspected that Chu Yan had endless cards.
But when they killed the last veteran, they felt that Chu Yan's trump cards should have been used up, right?
Are there any results?
This is a little scary.
Chu Yan stared at the white-haired middle-aged man for a while, then suddenly smiled and said: "What state are you in? You just want to see what I can rely on?"
Hearing this, the white-haired middle-aged man was slightly startled, and then laughed loudly: "Interesting, interesting...it's really interesting!"
The next second, the middle-aged eyes suddenly condensed, revealing a cold light: "Do you have to seek death? Then I will help you."
After saying this, the middle-aged man took a step forward.
Boom!
With just one step, the Chen family's world trembled violently, as if the world was beginning to collapse.
Chu Yan's pupils shrank violently, and his whole body sank instantly, as if being pressed by a mountain of tens of thousands of tons, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood.
Chu Yan tried to struggle, but found that he couldn't move?
It's not a solitary space, but the pure pressure of the great avenue!
Chu Yan's eyes condensed. At this moment, he didn't need the white-haired middle-aged man to say anything. He already knew what kind of strength this middle-aged man was.
grade ten!
You can’t go wrong!
Definitely level ten!
At this time, the strength displayed by this middle-aged man was earth-shattering, as if he wanted to destroy the whole world.
Chu Yan fell into it and had only one thought, that he was extremely weak.
At this moment, under the pressure of the white-haired middle-aged man, he was like a small boat in the endless ocean, with no branches to rely on.
Chu Yan had guessed a long time ago that the tenth level Solo would be very powerful, because he had already understood the power of the ninth level when he saw the head of the Chen family.
Someone has said a long time ago that only my last three levels are the real one step at a time, and every small realm can be viewed as a big realm.
And now...
The gap is too big.
The difference between cloud and mud!
Is this the true solipsism?
I am the only one in the world!
I am the only one.
The white-haired middle-aged man took one step after another. He didn't even move his hands, but kept holding his back. In this way, he could trample Chu Yan to death as easily as trampling to death an ant.
Chu Yan's pressure is increasing.
"Now, am I worthy?" The white-haired middle-aged man sneered.
The eyes are invincible.
Chu Yan clenched his fist slightly and suddenly shouted: "Come out!"
Buzz!
Suddenly, a special power surged out of his body.
The white-haired middle-aged man narrowed his eyes when he saw this, and then he took the initiative to take back the pressure of the avenue. He looked at Chu Yan from a distance and said sarcastically: "I'll give you a chance to show your trump card and let your support come out!"
confidence!
As the white-haired middle-aged man said, he had guessed that Chu Yan had someone to rely on since he appeared, but he still didn't take it seriously.
Why?
Because of confidence.
Extremely confident.
In his eyes, there is no Ancient Saint in the world today, so no one in this world can kill him.
He has already reached the level of invincibility under the Ancient Sages.
"call."
The pressure dissipated, and Chu Yan suddenly gasped, and then a ruthless look flashed in his eyes.
"You asked for this!"
The next second, Chu Yan said nothing, and a white jade plate suddenly appeared in his hand!
There was a storm pattern engraved on the jade plate, and he threw it towards the white-haired middle-aged man.
The white-haired middle-aged man smiled lightly when he saw this, with a look of contempt on his face.
"The divine pattern formation?"
The white-haired middle-aged man guessed what it was when he saw the jade plate, but he still didn't take it seriously.
Except for the ancient saint, no one can kill him, let alone a jade plate.
But the next second, the white-haired middle-aged man's expression suddenly changed, because as the jade plate approached, his heart suddenly beat violently.
A sense of crisis ran through his body.
The white-haired middle-aged man's eyes shrank, and he subconsciously wanted to take a step back...
Unfortunately... it's too late.
"open!"
Chu Yan roared fiercely.
Buzz!
Suddenly, the jade plate seemed to be activated by some force, and the storm pattern engraved in the center rose up and shot straight into the sky.
Boom!
Suddenly, the entire world of the Chen family fell into endless darkness.
It seems like the end.
"No! What is this?"
The white-haired middle-aged man shouted angrily and tried desperately to break away from the storm, but he found that it was useless no matter what he did.
The storm was born with huge devouring power. No matter how much he struggled, it had no effect. It forcibly dragged the white-haired middle-aged man into the storm.
Below, some disciples of the Chen clan were all shocked.
Especially those who have entered the Tianyuan, they looked at the storm above and were all stunned: "This is... Qianlong Abyss? This is... Tianyuan Forbidden Sun?"
Some old people who had never been to Tianyuan were shocked: "What are you talking about? What is Tianyuan forbidden day? This is the Chen family, Tianyuan is hundreds of thousands of miles away from here."
The disciple of the Chen clan trembled and said: "Tianyuan, Tianyuan Forbidden Sun... Every time Tianyuan Forbidden Sun appears, this Qianlong Abyss will appear. Once Qianlongyuan appears, it means that there are still three days left for Tianyuan Forbidden Sun!"
The Chen family were all shocked: "Impossible!"
How could Tianyuan's Qianlongyuan appear in the Chen family now?
Yes, Chu Yan’s last trump card is Qianlong Yuan!
This method left by Qin Ruomeng to trap the black dragon!
Chu Yan asked himself, in today's nothingness, if he is sure to kill the tenth-level self-centered person, then there is one person who can definitely do it!
Qin Ruomeng!
So before coming to the Chen family, Chu Yan's biggest reliance was Qian Longyuan.
Chu Yan threw Qian Longyuan out, looked at the white-haired middle-aged man and sneered: "How is it? Are you satisfied with my support?"
