Chapter 1618 He is unworthy [Thanks: German Craftsman? Unblocking of the Sword Art Museum]
The crisp voice resounded through the hall, calm, indifferent, and even a little indifferent.
Chu Yan did not continue to take action, but no one doubted that as long as he was willing just now, if his palm moved an inch lower, Ling Meng would die.
Of course, Chu Yan knew very well where this was, so he would not kill Ling Meng. He took action this time just to tell Immortal King Lingxiao that he had the qualifications to be used as a bet by Immortal King Lingxiao.
Everyone in the audience and the main hall looked at the proud young man. He just stood there quietly, but he had already proven everything.
In fact, before the war, everyone had some ideas and concepts about Chu Yan, and they also had an evaluation in their hearts.
I even thought that Chu Yan would win this battle.
How could a Saint Emperor’s Palace Master live in vain?
It is precisely because of this that Immortal King Lingxiao sent his descendants to fight. This was also a sign of importance to Chu Yan, but what was the result?
Ling Meng was instantly struck by one move.
Is it strong?
Of course it's strong.
Even... a bit demonic.
"Haha, wonderful!" At this time, an Immortal King laughed loudly: "Palace Master Chu is indeed a young hero, the only Saint Emperor Palace Master in the Eighty-Eight Immortal Palaces. Today, we have seen it."
"Ling Xiao, let him go, your people are not good." Immortal King Yingye said calmly. This Immortal King with an eccentric personality really dared to say anything.
"Senior, if you are willing to believe in me, if you let go of Nishang today, the younger generation will definitely remember this grace, and a godhead will be given to you in this life. If there are no more miracles from now on, one day in the future, I will understand the divine way. At that time,
I give my godhead to my senior." Chu Yan stared at Immortal King Lingxiao and said word by word.
At this moment, everyone's hearts trembled. How arrogant is this?
You know, in this land of nine heavens, no one has given birth to a godhead for how many years?
Rumor has it that the divine way has been broken, and no new gods will be born in this world. If you want to become a god, you can only rob other people of their godhead. This is why Immortal King Lingxiao cares so much about that miracle.
But at this moment, Chu Yan said that in the future, he would understand the divine way.
Is it possible?
Is it impossible?
With everything that this young palace master has shown today, if he does not fall in the future, he may not be able to do so, right?
Hua Feng Immortal King's eyes shone with sharpness, and at this moment, tears actually flowed down his face. On Chu Yan's body, he saw a trace of the lady's grace.
Immortal King Lingxiao stared at Chu Yan, and it must be said that at this moment, his state of mind was slightly disturbed.
"Not enough!" However, after a moment, Immortal King Lingxiao finally sighed.
Everything Chu Yan performed today was indeed amazing, but he would not gamble. As he said, the godhead was right in front of him, so why should he wait for an unknown period of time?
Many immortal kings felt it was a pity, but it was understandable.
How vast are the nine heavens and mountains, and how many geniuses are like flashes in the pan, falling stars, and disappearing without a trace?
Today, Chu Yan is strong, but in the realm of the Immortal King, who would not go against the will of heaven? How could he put his fate on a junior?
After hearing this, Chu Yan's eyes were a little disappointed. After doing so much, he even did not hesitate to expose some of his trump cards, but it still doesn't work?
"Since what senior said is not enough, let's continue." Chu Yan suddenly laughed and everyone's eyes flickered. Continue?
Could it be that he still doesn't want to give up?
But if you don't give up, what's the point?
What else could he do?
Immortal King Lingxiao has made up his mind. A top Immortal King wants to order a murder. Who can stop him here today?
Even if there is an Immortal King in the Dragon Palace, I am afraid it is still not enough.
Everyone showed doubts.
Chu Yan turned around and looked in all directions under the stage. First, there were Qin Shang, Ling Mu, Tong Xiao, and the Master of the Heavenly Emperor Sect, who were all unparalleled figures on the Fengyun Dao stage.
His voice was calm but solemn: "I have heard that the Immortal Palace Fengyun Meeting is the will of Jiuyang Temple. It has been passed down through the ages. Immortal kings can participate in it. However, I am the master of Dragon Palace and should not participate in the dispute between disciples.
Fighting, but nothing can be done, today I am forced to have no choice but to do nothing."
"So, today, Chu will challenge Fengyunhui here, and I hope you will succeed."
"This..." There was silence in the main hall.
Chu Yan's intention is to fight Fengyuntai again?
Moreover, the people he wants to challenge are all among the top ten in this session?
At this moment, even the Immortal King Zizhu could not help but frown.
Chu Yan is strong, but his level is too low after all. Before the breakthrough, the Sixth Stage Saint Emperor and the Heavenly Emperor Sect Master cannot achieve their ultimate level and cannot defeat Ling Mu.
Besides, he wants to pick them all?
"Enough publicity!"
Immortal King Ying Ye laughed and looked at Chu Yan with a little more appreciation.
Walking alone on the high road requires this kind of determination.
Of course, the premise of appreciation is that Chu Yan really has such ability. If he can't do it, he will be self-righteous and arrogant.
Everything depends on the result.
Immortal King Lingxiao also frowned slightly. Is this what Chu Yan said?
He wants to reopen the Fengyun Taoist platform in front of him and compete with ten?
"The Fengyun Meeting has ended, and the rankings have been recorded." At this time, the old man said calmly.
"I don't want to become famous, and I don't care about rankings. I just want an opportunity. Since Immortal King Lingxiao has said that defeating Ling Meng is not enough, then the younger generation can only do better, so I hope you will fulfill me." Chu Yan said.
The old man frowned. If it wasn't for engraving a list, then it would be none of his business. Being willing to discuss it was another matter. Fortunately, he didn't open his mouth.
"What do you think?" At this time, Immortal King Lingxiao said lightly. Although he had never thought of agreeing to Chu Yan, he also wanted to see what the Lord of the Holy Emperor Palace dared to be so arrogant and threatened to fight ten.
Confident?
"Since Palace Master Chu is so elegant, we are naturally willing to appreciate it." Immortal King Guanyue chuckled, confusing all living beings.
"Why not give it a try?" Immortal King Kong Ming also smiled at this time: "The Immortal Palace Fair has not been so lively for a long time."
Hearing this, Immortal King Lingxiao made a judgment in his mind and looked down at the juniors: "Since Chu Palace is the main challenge, you can decide for yourself. If you are willing, go and give it a try."
Qin Shang, Tong Xiao and others looked at each other, seemingly making a decision.
"He doesn't deserve it!" But at this moment, a cold voice sounded faintly, and everyone looked around. The person who spoke was Ling Mu.
"The Fengyun Club is open casually? We have passed through the thirteen levels and experienced several battles to prove the truth. Why? He is worthy?" Ling Mu said calmly. It seemed, but he was not wrong. They were all the way
It's not easy to come here. Now, do you want to take action at will to pave the way for Chu Yan? Of course you don't want to.
Chu Yan pondered for a moment, then said nothing, turned to look at Immortal King Zizhu, and suddenly said: "Since Ling Mu said it, I am bold enough to borrow something from my senior."
"What?"
"Purple Bamboo Forest Formation!" Chu Yan said.
The eyes of the Purple Bamboo Immortal King flashed sharply, and he naturally understood what Chu Yan was going to do. With a wave of his hand, a purple bamboo forest was born in the void, with seven or seventy-nine bamboo branches, each one containing the avenue of heaven and earth, which was dazzling.
Chu Yan walked up to the Purple Bamboo Forest without saying anything. He held his hand and a sword of light was born. Then he saw him aiming at the Purple Bamboo Forest Formation. The sword glow passed by and the stars shone in the sky. Above the sky, there were forty people.
Nine stars shone together and fell down, and then the sound of clicking was heard continuously, and the forty-nine purple green bamboos fell apart and were completely broken in front of everyone's eyes.
The first sandbank pass, perfect time!
Of course, this did not surprise everyone. Given Chu Yan's talent, this was actually just a formality.
Just retracting his sword, Chu Yan did not step onto the Taoist platform, but turned around and walked towards Jingzhou, where there was a road to kill the gods, with thousands of killing formations, howling and ringing in his ears.
Chu Yan walked steadily and barged in without any pause. He allowed thousands of killing lights to come. The pair of golden roc wings behind his back vibrated to resist everything. His golden body was ringing in the ears. With every step he took, the road to the God of Killing was trembling and blinking.
A moment in between, passing through it.
Pass the second Jingzhou Pass!
This is not over yet. Jingzhou is over. He holds his sword and walks towards Muzhou. There is a waterfall flowing down in the sky, with the force of falling from the sky. Three thousand galaxies weigh a thousand tons, but Chu Yan stands under it, his body
Straight as a pine tree,
Still not moving.
Three thousand galaxies rolled down, and Chu Yan walked out of it, his white clothes stained with water, but even more elegant.
"this……"
"What is he going to do?" Everyone was trembling in their hearts.
Thirteen states, thirteen passes, only one pass can be shortlisted, but even so, in the Eighty-Eight Great Immortal Palace, eight hundred ninth-level saint emperors, only a few hundred people passed it. You can imagine how many people there are in these thirteen passes.
Disaster.
But now, in the blink of an eye, Chu Yan has passed three levels in a row, and his steps have not stopped.
"He doesn't...want to go through all thirteen levels, right?" An Immortal King said with a bitter smile. The most important thing is that he passed them all perfectly. In the Purple Bamboo Forest, if he passed ten levels, he broke all of them, and the road to kill the god was gone.
Just like that, he walked out within a quarter of an hour and passed by in the blink of an eye. Three thousand galaxies, one thousand is too much, he took them all.
This is crazy.
"Boom!" At this time, there was a loud noise, the Qizhou Seven Killing Sword Formation clanged, and Chu Yan slashed seven swords in a row, breaking each other.
The fourth level!
In the Xuzhou Beast Soul Array, thousands of monsters roared ferociously, Chu Yan blasted through it with one punch, and passed!
In Tianzhou, thousands of soldiers and horses are arrayed. He is alone, standing at the bottom of the cliff. One man is in charge of the barrier. No one can break it. No one can break out and ascend to heaven. Pass!
Qinzhou raised the divine cauldron, his arms exploded, the light of immortals and demons shone around, the divine cauldron was lifted ten meters high, and then crashed to the ground, passed!
Fengzhou Coral Magic Formation is an illusion. Finally, at this step, Chu Yan hesitated slightly.
In the illusion array, he saw all kinds of things in his life. The boy left home at a young age and wandered around the world alone, covering the sky and the earth, accompanying wild beasts in the mountains and forests. He saw the young Liu Qingcheng, who was chased by wild beasts. He went to save his life, but was bitten severely.
After taking a sip, I made a mental note of that bastard girl, thinking that I would definitely take revenge in the future.
Thinking of all the things in the world, the past practice, the companionship of the Haotian Sect, that desperate place, the grace of his parents shining on the earth, thinking of Qing Yi's silent protection, the hardships along the way, and the bitterness of the sentient beings in the fairyland, which made him have circles in his eyes
Reddish.
But it was only for a moment. His eyes were firm. Because the sky was unfair, he fought against the sky and went upstream, refusing to admit defeat. The sky was unkind, so he killed the sky. If the gods were immoral, he slaughtered all the gods. This was his practice.
The road, the goal of practice, the wind blows, and the illusion disperses.