Chapter 1629 You ascend, I open the big 3

Wen Sheng's face, which had been like a mask for thousands of years, finally revealed a different expression, and he was more shocked than anyone else.

He almost doubted his own ears. How could someone dare to scold him?

"presumptuous!"

The overwhelming pressure pressed down on Su Yan like a mountain.

The disciples of Yanyun Sect who were watching from a distance of ten miles also felt the horror of this pressure, and they quickly worked together to form a formation to block the remaining power of this pressure.

The sky was filled with clouds of disaster and oppression, and it felt like the sky was falling.

Su Rong held the child and unconsciously raised one hand to cover her head.

However, she did not feel any pressure at all. Su Yan was standing in front of her, his sleeves fluttering. He only slightly raised the fan in his hand, and seemed unaffected at all.

"You'd better take the child and hide in here." Su Yan said as he threw a crystal ball into the open space.

The crystal ball suddenly grew larger, and a fairy-like paradise appeared in its place.

Su Rong looked at her in surprise, and Su Yan urged, "Go in quickly."

Su Rong's mind was in a mess, and she did whatever Su Yan said.

She ran in hurriedly holding the child. When Su Rong went in holding the child.

An invisible barrier was built around Taohuayuan.

Wen Sheng looked at Su Yan without knowing what was going on. The shock in his heart was indescribable.

Why did a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage have no reaction to his pressure? Did she have some powerful magic weapon?

The onlookers also looked confused.

Su Yan watched Su Rong carry the child into Taoyuan Villa, then she looked up at Wen Sheng who was standing in the air.

"You are so presumptuous, you are even farting."

Phew! The disciples hiding in the dark and watching couldn't help laughing out loud, but quickly covered their mouths and pretended nothing had happened.

Wen Sheng narrowed his eyes, turned his spiritual power into a sword, and pointed it at Su Yan.

He was too disdainful to waste time talking to her. Now the clouds of calamity were getting thicker and thicker, and he was about to go through it, so he couldn't waste any more time with her.

The spirit sword slashed down, Su Yan raised his hand and waved it, and the spirit sword shattered into pieces again.

Wen Sheng was shocked. How could she dissolve his peak strength with just a casual wave of her hand?

"You are playing tricks. Even if you have many magic weapons, you are just a small cultivator at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage. I want to see how capable you are."

As soon as he finished speaking, he transformed into countless spiritual swords and shot towards Su Yan like thousands of arrows.

When all the spirit swords flew towards Su Yan at a rapid speed, the people in the dark around him held their breath.

Suddenly, time seemed to stand still, and all the flying swords stopped at an arm's length away from Su Yan, unable to penetrate even a little bit.

"hiss!"

"what?"

"what happened?"

Su Yan raised a sneer at the corner of his mouth, shook Jiutian's sword and it flew out of her hand, circled around and returned to her hand, and the spirit sword turned into spiritual energy and dissipated.

"Boom!" Lightning flashed and thunder roared. Seeing that the thunder was about to fall, Wen Sheng felt a little anxious.

What's up with that fan?

"Master, is the fan in her hand a magic weapon?" Ma Cheng, a Nascent Soul cultivator standing on another hill, asked the old man beside him.

The old man was wearing white clothes, had white hair and a white beard, and looked like an immortal.

"I can't tell. It seems that the fan hasn't really started yet." He said in a mysterious look.

"Then how could she, a person at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, possibly withstand the ancestor's Wanling Sword?"

The old man's name is Lu Suifeng, also known as Venerable Suifeng.

"The heavenly calamity is about to fall. No matter what she is capable of, she can't stop the ancestor."

However, Ma Cheng had a premonition that the ancestor might not be able to overcome the tribulation so smoothly this time.

No one around tried to stop Su Yan because anyone who entered the range of the calamity cloud at this moment might be affected by the thunder.

Their cultivation level cannot withstand the thunder tribulation of ascension. Anyone who dares to enter the tribulation cloud area is tantamount to seeking death.

"Boom!"

It was pitch dark, and everyone was staring at the robbery cloud area, not daring to breathe loudly.

Wen Sheng was really angry this time. Anyone who dared to stop him from ascending would die.

Wen Sheng finally stopped being so arrogant. He took a step towards Su Yan and with a "bang".

A wave of air was created around the two people, and the people around them were busy using their spiritual power to protect themselves.

The disciples of Wenxianmen arrived late along with Taoist Changqing and Taoist Changyan.

"It's Senior Sister, what is she doing!"

"He wants to kill Senior Sister, let's go save her."

"Come back, that's a thunder tribulation for the Ascended Ones, do you want to die?"

In the robbery cloud area, Su Yan blocked Wen Sheng's hand with his fan. Strong wind raged around the two of them and Su Yan's figure disappeared in an instant.

The crisp sound of a slap reached everyone's ears.

Su Yan raised his right hand and said coldly: "You bitch are so shameless. I hit your hand so hard that it hurts."

"hiss!"

"What just happened?"

"what happened?"

"Did she beat the ancestor?"

Everyone couldn't believe it, even Wen Sheng himself couldn't believe it.

He turned his head and saw Su Yan sneering at the corner of his mouth and looking at him provocatively.