Chapter 1582: Chen Mo's Defeat [Thanks: Gang Leader 978a for unblocking]

On the battlefield of the divine soldiers, two figures stood facing each other.

Chu Yan felt an extremely dangerous aura from Chen Mo's body, as if he was the center of the world just standing there, and the world was revolving around him.

Chu Yan took a deep breath, and his breath changed faintly. He was covered in Titan armor, and golden holy light flowed on his skin. The two powers of immortals and demons were blessing him on his left and right, and all the life souls behind him were released.

"I will not test or show mercy. Every next move will be with all my strength. If you can't block it, then you are not worthy of being my opponent. If you die, nothing will happen." Chen Mo said calmly, he He is the Chen clan's natural choice, the ultimate genius, but he is different from the others. He will do his best in every battle. If he is a weak person, he can kill him in one move without delay. If he is a strong person, he is naturally worthy of him. Full strength.

"Same!" Chu Yan said.

"Boom!" At this time, Chen Mo moved. Although he looked like a scholar, he was filled with imperial glory and merged into one body. Then, phantoms appeared in his walking steps, leaving traces at every step. Each phantom seemed to be a clone. , constantly exuding terrifying power, shaking the world.

The phantom was similar to King Yi's Dao clone, but different at the same time. The aura was even more terrifying and extremely evil.

In the blink of an eye, huge power pressed down, and the battlefield seemed to be completely filled with Chen Mo's phantom. There were hundreds of millions of Dao, and Chu Yan looked extremely small standing among them.

"Come!" Suddenly, an ancient spell sounded, and Chen Mo's billions of clones spoke at the same time. The sounds were deafening, and then the sounds turned into ancient characters and surged down towards Chu Yan.

"Boom!" Chu Yan was entangled by the ancient characters and felt waves of sharp pain coming from his mental power.

"The ancient calligraphy skills of the Chen Clan, Linzi Jue." Xiao Tiange's eyes were sharp. The Chen royal family's method of cultivating ancient calligraphy was similar to that of the Immortal Pattern Master, but the Immortal Pattern Master had the power of immortal patterns to communicate with heaven and earth, but the Chen Clan's But it uses words as the medium to move the avenue.

"The ancient characters of the Chen clan, the method of cultivation can turn each character into a great killing technique. Among them, there are: Lin, Bing, Dou, Zhe, Jie, Formation, Line, Forward, and Xing. The nine characters are the most important. It’s a nine-character mantra.”

"It is rumored that the Chen clan practiced Buddhism in ancient times, and the nine words can be refined into six words, Om, Mah, Ni, Ba, Mi, and Hum. In the end, thousands of words will be refined into a single word: Swastika!"

"At that time, the ancestors of the Chen royal family could suppress the gods and demons in the sky with a single swastika, shouting out the word to make dragons and phoenixes lie down."

"It's a pity that time has passed and the royal family is now lonely. It is said that the Chen royal family has long lost the swastika formula."

After saying this, Xiao Tiange sighed for a while; "Not only the Chen royal family, but also the Xiao royal family's Great Sun Flame Curse only has fragments left. Otherwise, if it is read out, it can burn the sky and boil the sea. No one can defeat it."

After two hundred thousand years, the royal family has finally become lonely. This is why some royal families are desperately trying to accumulate wealth in the hope of regaining their former power.

The phantom of Chen Mo's avenue rose into the sky, uttered a word, and immediately Chu Yan felt thousands of light beams crushing down on him.

In the stands in the distance, many strong men felt uneasy in their hearts. They were too strong. Even some fifth- and sixth-level Saint Emperors felt a hint of danger from Chen Mo's Linzi Jue.

Immortal King Zizhu and others looked sternly, this is the royal family.

Thousands of Lin characters were superimposed crazily, as if they were going to crush the sky, and hit Chu Yan like a meteor.

Chu Yan also released his breath, and his long black hair danced wildly in the wind. With the blessing of the power of immortals and demons, his temperament became even more extraordinary. The air sword in his hand slashed through the air, and a terrifying crack was torn open in the air. Collide with those ancient Lin characters.

Chen Mo is indeed strong. He comes from a royal family, which gives him a better training environment. His martial arts and magical abilities are terrifyingly powerful, and his cultivation skills are also better than those Chu Yan has ever seen.

But so what?

No matter how strong he is, he is still a third-stage Saint Emperor like him. In this case, he will not be afraid.

Otherwise, if he can't even defeat Chen Mo, how can he talk about ascending to the Nine Heavens and slaying countless gods and demons?

Just give up.

"Boom!" With a loud noise, the sword shadow and Linzi all shattered, followed by a terrifying whirlpool.

The air wave surged through, and Chu Yan felt his body trembling wildly. Chen Mo on the other side was in a bad state, and his body collapsed. He also took a step back. He lowered his head and looked at Chu Yan with a flash of excitement in his eyes.

As the chosen one of the Chen clan, like Chu Yan, he is invincible. He has never been defeated. It has been too many years since he met an opponent worthy of fighting.

But today, he seemed to have met.

"Bing!" Another ancient sound shook the world. Thousands of phantoms sounded together, and the ancient word "Bing" pressed down on Chu Yan.

Chu Yan didn't waste any time, and rushed out again. This time, he condensed his sword with both hands and transformed into a sword demon.

Below, the people from Sword King Village were watching from the fighting platform. At this time, their swords were clanking, as if they were attracted.

The owner of the Sword King Village stared at the battle platform. He was the top holy emperor, but when he looked at the two people fighting on the battle platform, he felt a little frightened, as if he was being oppressed in some way.

He was a little dissatisfied with Chu Yan before. Sword King Village has devoted thousands of years to Zizhu Immortal Palace and has made great contributions. However, Zizhu Immortal King canonized Chu Yan as the first person under the Immortal King. But now it seems that Chu Yan is so powerful. Terrifying, no worse than the descendants of the royal family.

"Come again!" Chen Mo said excitedly, spitting out ancient characters one after another.

fight! By! all! Array! List! forward! OK!

"Star Sword Technique!" Chu Yan looked at the ancient characters all over the sky, and was also extremely serious. He combined his two swords and aimed at the sky. In an instant, it seemed as if thousands of stars were shining outside the sky, shining with his sword, and merged into one. A thousand-meter-long sword appeared out of thin air, spanning between heaven and earth, dazzling and incomparable, even if it was cut down.

Chen Mo raised his palm, and thousands of ancient characters gathered in it, like a huge Buddha handprint, aiming at the sword of stars, and slapped it immediately.

"Boom!" The sword and the palm print suddenly intertwined, and with a click, the battle platform was shattered.

Almost at the same time, several immortal kings raised their hands at the same time, controlling the remaining power with the power of Taoism.

The next moment, the sword shadow gathered thousands of starlight and penetrated out. The palm print snapped and was torn apart alive, then penetrated the void and fell down. Chen Mo reacted very quickly, thousands of phantoms merged into one, and punched forward, but then the sword intent echoed along the fist, causing his aura to fluctuate.

"Boom!"

With a muffled groan, Chen Mo's expression changed, and his body flew backwards, falling to the ground like a meteorite.

Seeing this scene, the people of the Chen clan on the island were shocked. Chen Mo was shot down by a person of the same realm?

Chen Li's eyes also changed slightly. This Chu Yan was so powerful that it was a little scary.

Chu Yan stood in the void. His situation was not good at this time. Although he killed Chen Mo, he also bore all the attacks of the Nine-Character Mantra. His breathing was rapid, and the immortal king's body was faintly cracked, but he still stood proudly in the void: "Do you want to continue?"

Chen Mo quietly got up and stood in the ruins looking at Chu Yan.

I was killed by a sword?

Even he felt a little unreal at this time.

But his Tao did not waver, instead he laughed wildly, his eyes full of excitement.

Seeing this, Chen Li's heart trembled slightly, and then he looked at Chu Yan, and he actually felt a little sympathetic.

He knew that his junior brother was going to be serious. The last time this happened was when Chen Mo faced a fifth-stage Saint Emperor from the royal family.

"Of course!" Chen Mo stepped on his feet and entered the air again. Then he opened his arms and a terrifying power suddenly surged out of his body.

In an instant, an extremely ancient god's shadow seemed to appear behind Chen Mo. He stood there, like the god of heaven and earth, invincible.

"Ancient God Soul!" Xiao Tiange was shocked: "Chen Mo, actually created the ancient god soul of the Chen royal family!"

The so-called ancient gods refer to the oldest gods in the world. Qi Luan of the Qi family once had the Eagle God Soul, which was also one of them.

But Chen Mo's ancient god soul is stronger and more perfect.

"You repelled me twice. If you can block my attack, you win!" Chen Mo said proudly. The next moment, the ancient god merged with his body. His eyes widened and seemed to have divine light shooting out.

"Buzz!"

Instantly, Chu Yan felt a sharp pain in his spiritual world, as if his head was pierced by a sharp force, and a tall and mighty phantom of a god invaded and wanted him to surrender.

At this time, Chu Yan even thought of a word.

Divine power!

The power of the gods, all living beings kneel down.

Below, everyone watching the battle couldn't help but stand up, and the Purple Bamboo Immortal King was the same. Divine power, this is the real divine power. Even if he has reached the realm of the Immortal King, his mental power is actually restrained a little.

"Too terrible!"

The disciples of the academy were even more sluggish. They thought Chu Yan was strong enough, but seeing Chen Mo's current strength, they felt desperate. Can such a person win?

How can a person defeat a god?

The divine power continued to descend between heaven and earth and exerted on Chu Yan's body. Chu Yan's expression kept changing, and his spiritual world was disturbed, but suddenly, he closed his eyes and stopped looking at it.

At this moment, a terrible beast roar suddenly came out of his mind. The sleeping ancient beast opened its eyes and saw the ancient god in the spiritual world with disdain. The ancient god also saw the ancient beast, his eyes widened and shocked.

The next moment, the ancient beast roared, and the phantom of the ancient god shook, and even had the intention of disintegrating. It made an unwilling sound, broke into pieces inch by inch, and was expelled from Chu Yan's mind.

"Puff!" At the same time, Chen Mo seemed to be hit by a huge force, spitting out blood, and his body was shaken far away. He fell down again, smashing the divine weapon battle platform, and I don't know how many bones were broken.

Chen Mo just lay there quietly. At this time, he didn't even have the strength to stand up. He looked up at the white figure in the sky quietly, and was speechless for a long time.

He was defeated. He was repelled three times in a row. The last time, his soul was directly damaged.

But he didn't understand, what was the last terrible beast?

How could such a terrifying thing exist in this world?