The last trace of the last hopes in the eyes of Elder Lin.
Chu Yan's fingers pointed at her without hesitation: "You!"
Elder Lin shocked, and only felt a strong invasion of the brain, and then his head expanded quickly.
Bang!
A bloody spring, mixed with brain slurry minced meat and bone residue, sprayed with the height of three floors.
The rich aura is scattered towards the four weeks.
Elder Lin was shaking, after taking two steps in front, he fell to the ground.
For a moment, only Chu Yan still stood on the open space outside the Department of Discussion.
This area is full of a strong bloody taste, and it takes a breath, as if soaking in the blood pool.
The same is strong, and there are rolling aura that scattered from these monks.
Chu Yan glanced at the headless corpse, his eyes just glanced at Elder Lin, and said faintly: "You are also equipped with me?"
After taking away the magic weapon of storage of these monks, Chu Yan stepped over the corpse and went straight to the treasure house of Cangyang Gate.
Along the way, I almost never saw any disciples from Tsangyang Sect.
At this time, this gate is in a chaos. I don't know how many people, and they flee everywhere.
Occasionally, when I encountered one or two, when these disciples saw Chu Yan from a distance, they turned to run in panic and ran.
Chu Yan didn't go to chase.
Soon after I knew, I came to Cangyangmen's treasure gala gate.
After all, it is a sect with the state of mind and the treasure house of the Cangyang Gate. It is located on the abdomen of the mountain and is built in the peaks. When you see the treasure light sucking and spitting out, it exudes a solemn and solemn smell.
At this moment, several elders of the territorial realm and dozens of disciples of the condensed realm are guarding in front of Baoghan.
Obviously they also know that Treasury is the foundation of a Zongmen.
The disciples are dead, Zongmen can be cultivated again.
But the treasure house is gone, so it is equivalent to losing the soil of cultivating disciples.
Even if there is a talent, it is impossible to grow up.
When this group of elders and disciples saw Chu Yan, they suddenly looked.
Although some people are constantly trembling because of fear at this time, no one still chooses to escape.
Compared to those who are crying at this moment, this group of disciples appear to be much more bone.
But that's all.
Looking at the group of Cangyang disciples, Chu Yan spoke lightly and issued an ultimatum: "I just took back what originally belonged to me."
"I swear to defend to the death..." an elder roared angrily.
Then, his head flew into the sky.
"Why don't you understand people?" Chu Yan shook his head helplessly.
I said to get something, you moved yourself here, the cow head is not right, and naturally there is no need to continue to communicate.
His face sank, looking at the rest of the group of Cangmen disciples, Chu Yan's patience was rapidly retreating.
After the two breaths, he shook his head and took one step.
These monks from the Earth Yuan Realm and the Condensing Mai Realm attempt to intercept Chu Yan, which is equivalent to more than ten ants, wanting to form an ant wall to stop a steel chariot rolling forward.
Bang Bang!
In a series of explosive sounds, the group of monks all flew to a few miles, fell to the ground fiercely, like gold paper, qi like a hood.
Chu Yan has stood in front of the treasure house.
He didn't go in to find, but put his hand directly in front of the treasure house, with a palm of his heart, and a huge vortex appeared.
In the moment, it spread, as if it was a black hole, swallowing in the treasure trove.
It is full of treasure houses that are full of treasures and treasures of Zongmen Tianmu and treasures.
At this moment, there was only a dark hole left in the original mountain.
After getting the things, Chu Yan originally planned to leave directly.
But he thought about it, flying uphill, lifted the dead language, and chopped towards the mountains where Cangyangmen was located.
Cracked!
The practice sword -like sword, curved curved song, almost extended from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain.
Chu Yan hovered in the air, and said, "Cangyangmen is upside down black and white, greedy, this sword marks are left to you!"
The whole mountain peak is up and down, and the crow is silent.
Most of the disciples of Cangyangmen do not know what the calamity suffered by Zongmen today.
Most people really thought that as the elders of the punishment church said, they came to attack.
But now, Chu Yan just took away the treasure house and did not kill the entire sect, and left this passage.
Suddenly, the remaining disciples of the Cangyang Sect understood the cause and effect contained in it.
Although I don’t know what the hell is, the greed is, but I can figure it out clearly. Today’s disaster is because my own sect has made mistakes first.
And more importantly, Chu Yan's hovering high at this moment also let Cangyangmen disciples see it, and remember this face that uses the change of Wan Sheng ghost face.
When the purpose is achieved, Chu Yan will no longer delay, bring handsome and sugar, and rotate the stack of wave void bracelets. After a while, he came to a lake more than 4,000 miles away.
Find a secluded place by the lake, Chu Yanbu under the fantasy and difficulties, and then took out Yin Cao's soul bell and started to view Liu Fuqing's memory.
After about two hours, Chu Yan crushed Liu Fuqing's fragmented soul, showing a thoughtful look.
I did not expect that in Liu Fuqing's memory, it was unexpectedly discovered.
The fire of Liu Fuqing and Ji Fengtang, Yuan Yan, has always been connected.
The idea of dedicating the treasure house to Cangyangmen was not liked by Liu Fuqing, but Yuan Yan came up with it.
Liu Fuqing just did it as instructed by Yuan Yan.
The four envoys of the water, fire, and light of the monsoon pond, three died in Chu Yan's hands.
Only this fire made Yuan Yan have never exposed, so he escaped.
But I did not expect that after this fire died, it showed a lot of ambitions.
Judging from his posture, he actually wanted to integrate the forces under Monsoon Tang and the treasure house and gather them into his own hands.
However, no matter how unexpected it was, Chu Yan did not find it difficult or troublesome.
After all, this was long before he expected.
Otherwise, this time he would not deliberately change into a three -point appearance as the monsoon pond, and every time he shot, it was so embarrassed.
Chu Yan had a purpose, that is, I want to dig to see if it can solve some of the remaining power of the monsoon.
It's just that this power is just the fire.
Everything is still under control.
Chu Yan sat cross-legged on the ground, and found a line in the plan that had already been laid out in his mind.
After a little modification, a new planning line becomes clear again.
"Then let's do it as I do it. My own way of travel remains the same, and then it depends on how you do it."
Chu Yan took out the storage bag that originally belonged to Liu Fuqing, and took out a message with a message with a crane pattern in it.
This is the message used by Yuan Yan and Liu Fuqing to contact separately, which can ensure confidential content and will not be spy on.
After he groaned, he wrote a paragraph on this message.