Finally, Chu Yan saw his heart beating wildly, and Uzuma couldn't help but stare at the other party fiercely.
Chu Yan smiled and held a pill with spiritual energy to Usulamma: "I see that your breath was a little disordered just now. It must be that guy who secretly attacked you and injured you.
Don’t show off when you are injured, take this pill.”
"You will only suffer if you are injured..." Usulamma immediately retorted.
But before she finished speaking, she understood what Chu Yan meant.
Chu Yan knew she was not injured.
He just saw the little unhappiness in his heart.
So now I am using this method to coax myself.
Suddenly, Usulamma felt somewhere in her heart soft, as if she had been hit.
But she was unwilling to admit that she was moved, so she glared at Chu Yan and snorted. She opened her mouth and wrapped the pill with her tongue and put it in her mouth.
Well, it's sweet!
In the past Immortals Conference, the first round of competition usually lasted for more than ten days, or even twenty days.
However, in this session, the number of people participating in the battle was the highest, the disciples participating in the battle had the strongest realm in history, and the cultivators of the various royal families who came to watch the ceremony were also the most in history.
But the first round was the shortest time ever.
The excitement of the battle is so poor that it is incredibly poor.
If the Ziwei disciple meets it, the battle will end directly.
This kind of battle alone saves countless time.
No one knows what the reactions and moods of the sect leaders, elders, and royal monks of the many sects above the immortal list.
But at least the many monks on the Immortal Island, except for the disciples of Ziwei Sect, couldn't help but murmur in their hearts.
It was clearly a fairy conference that was enough to be recorded in history, but now it has been completely destroyed by Ziwei Sect.
But they didn't know that, not only that, they were also complacent about the way they came up with to "take the initiative to admit defeat and save spiritual energy".
This is the most annoying thing.
But of course, the disciples of Ziwei Sect are also angry.
Their annoyed target was Chu Yan.
In their opinion, their plan is perfect.
If they continue according to their ideas, this fairy conference will be called the grand ceremony of the return of Emperor Taiqing, and will also be called the grand ceremony of the Ziwei Sect stepping on the Tianya Sect to rise.
But now, it was destroyed in public by Chu Yan.
Ziweimen even lost a general because of this.
The reputation that had never been damaged was also shamed by Chu Yan.
It can be said that if Ziwei Sect had not been afraid of the true immortal realm of Tianya Sect now, they would have been desperate to erase Chu Yan and his partners.
A series of hatred eyes shot unscrupulously from the direction of the disciples of Ziwei Sect.
However, these gazes did not hurt Chu Yan at all.
It didn't even make a slight turbulent feeling in his mood.
At this time, Chu Yan's eyes fell on the immortal list.
So far, there are only two people left on the immortal list and there is no fighting yet.
One of them is a disciple with the second level of perfection in the mind state of heaven.
This disciple Chu Yan doesn't know him and doesn't care.
He was concerned about this disciple's opponent - Mo Buyu!
I don’t know whether it was intentional or unintentional, but Mo Buyu was placed in the last game of the first round of the battle.
At this moment, there are actually many monks paying attention to Mo Buyu.
After all, in order to build momentum for Mo Buyu, Ziwei Sect directly opened dozens of secret realms.
And Mo Buyu also showed his amazing strength during that period.
In the first half of the year when the Immortals Conference began, he became active for a while, and after achieving a series of amazing results, he returned to peace.
The explanation given by Tianya Sect is that Mo Buyu concentrates on retreating and prepares for the Immortals Conference.
At this moment, it was his first battle after leaving the seclusion.
The other monks on the Immortal Island were concerned about how much their strength would be improved after Mo Buyu went into seclusion.
Those disciples who are not Ziwei Sect but are determined to attack the higher rankings of the Immortals Conference care more about Mo Buyu's strength.
But what Chu Yan was concerned about at this time was the same person as the Mo Buyu in front of him.
Chu Yan had doubts before that Mo Buyu was just an identity, not a fixed person.
All the things he saw in the past, whether it was the strange secret room of the Xi family, the changes in Mo Buyu's temperament and the dispersion of his soul, all showed that he might be a more complex "puppet".
"The Mo Buyu I met when I went to save my father, and the Mo Buyu I met in the secret realm, made me feel completely different.
Now this is Mo Busy…”
Chu Yan murmured in his heart.
At this time, he looked at Mo Buyu who was flying towards the center of the fairy island, and felt that the feeling that Mo Buyu gave people was as if it was a bottomless crack.
Just taking a look makes people feel cold on their backs, numb on their scalp and weakened.
Chu Yan turned the way of wisdom and looked deeper into Mo Buyu.
Suddenly, the eyes seemed to have traveled through time and space and entered the terrifying crack.
Inside the crack, there was a piece of desperate black.
But in this black, there seemed to be a rush of anger that was about to destroy the world.
This is Mo Buyu's true heart.
Extreme anger!
It is completely different from Mo Buyu that Chu Yan first met.
Chu Yan took back the way of wisdom and thought in his heart.
"It seems that my previous speculation is correct. Mo Buyu is indeed not a person, but an identity.
This Mo Buyu should be the strongest one at present.
In other words, it is the most suitable one for this fairy conference.
It’s just a pity that the way of wisdom is good at calculation and strategy.
If I could master the insight, I could see Mo Buyu more clearly.
Even seeing some of his essence is OK."
Chu Yan shook his head, no longer thinking about these things, and focused on the last battle that was about to begin.
As long as this game is over, there will be 599 original disciples of Tianxin Realm.
Why are there five hundred and ninety-nine, not half six hundred.
That was because the Yindou Zhan General was killed by Chu Yan, so a place was vacant.
At this time, Mo Buyu and his opponents were already ready in the center of the Immortal Island.
As Mo Buyu's opponent, the disciple was about to speak, but Mo Buyu suddenly shouted: "Break me!"
His five fingers suddenly opened, and the colorful divine light gathered from all directions. In an instant, it was like a big net, tied the other party's cultivator with the second level of mind in a big cocoon.
Squeak!
The cocoon suddenly contracted, and a loud noise was heard prying the steel plate.
A shrill scream came from the cocoon, and a stream of blood immediately penetrated out, forming a big river on the ground.
But the scream just sounded, and then there was no movement again.
There is also a silence on the fairy island.
"Waste." Mo Buyu snorted coldly, removed the five-colored divine light, and flew back to the jade platform.