Chapter 237: Netherweave

When flying, Chu Yan's body, countless dark clouds swept out, condensed but not scattered, the more gathered the more ...

The eyes are full of afterimages, and the body is full of dark clouds ...

Huh! Huh! Huh!

With the afterimage of Chu Yan's body, he was constantly flashing in the crowd. For a time, the rolling dark clouds covered more than twenty Ling Tianzong disciples within a hundred steps.

There was no light in the dark clouds. Everyone seemed to have entered a dark abyss, not even the hand in front of them.

At the same time, all the disciples in heaven who found themselves in the dark clouds found that their consciousness could not be separated from the body at all, or that after leaving the body, as in their current vision, they could not detect anything and completely lost their effect. .

Only a few disciples who were in the seventh heaven of the a priori were shocked, madly smashed their spirits, and dispersed the dark clouds around them.

However, while they were insanely gushing and dissipating the dark clouds, a large number of dark clouds were rolling and rushing in, filling the empty space quickly.

For a time, these disciples who were cultivated as powerful heavens fell into an infinite loop, and only the true energy in their bodies was quickly consumed.

call out! call out! call out!

Just as the disciples in heaven were panic-stricken and panicked, bright sword lights lit up among the dark clouds.

The light of the sword is like electricity, shining between darkness and light in the dark clouds, like the same lightning, passing in the dark night sky,

However, at the same time that the first white electric awn flashed, blood was exploding, and his life died.

Of the more than 20 people, except for a few who were trained to be sevenfold in the a priori realm, they slightly resisted the two moves, and more than a dozen of them had no enemies with one sword.

Chu Yan's black figure, hidden in the thick black clouds, is like a devil and a ghost, recklessly harvesting his head.

Less than a hundred breaths away, when Chu Yan slowly packed up the dark clouds, on the bright ground, there was no human figure except the blood on the ground, not even the body.

Only Chu Yan stood with his sword, his eyes were like ice, and his intentions were washed away!

Dozens of people from Fire Xuanzong and Xueyue Pavilion stared at this scene dumbly, their atria beating fiercely, the corners of everyone's eyes were widening, the person not far away ... too terrible!

In less than half an hour, not only the powerful Zhang Yun was beheaded, but also the twenty congenital powerhouses were killed in one go.

He ... just like a **** of killing!

Or ... it ’s more like a god, with blood all over his body, holding a sword in his hand, and harvesting life like chopping melon and vegetables!

They had been waiting to see the drama, they could never have imagined, the result of the event would become like this!

"let's go!"

Among Xueyuege's disciples, Jin Xiu'er, who first discovered Chu Yan's location, had frowns and frowns, and his jade was deep. He drank and walked away.

Behind her, more than thirty Xueyuege disciples turned around and brought a dazzling colorful dress.

"Go, let's go too!"

Seeing Xueyue Pavilion gone, the leader of Huo Xuanzong's eyes turned slightly, and he waved and sang, and led everyone behind him, walking towards the valley.

Originally, they found that the valley had been facing each other for a whole day, and they continued to call and convene the same door.

Moreover, before they hid, they tried the altar several times and couldn't get started.

Therefore, after seeing Chu Yan's amazing strength and strength, although they were reluctant, they still gave up this opportunity decisively.

If you have time to spend here, you might as well search elsewhere.

Seeing that everyone had left in succession, Chu Yan closed his sword and took out two "Tianyuandan" to swallow it down.

Just now, forcing a moment to perform a part of the "Raksha Practicing Realm", it took 50% of his energy.

It seems that with Chu Yan's current practice, it is still somewhat impossible to fully grasp the "Raksha practice area".

Feeling that the medicine in the body slowly melted away, during the cyclone, Luo Cha's qi quickly recovered, Chu Yan breathed a little sigh of relief, turned and looked at the altar enveloped in the smoke of Reiki.

A spirit pattern!

More precious spirit patterns than innate Lingbao!

Looking at the ring-shaped spirit pattern suspended in the void on the top of the altar, a light golden brilliance exuded, and Chu Yan's eyes suddenly lighted up.

But ... how did this altar break?

Obviously, the altar has been shrouded by a powerful spirit array, and it has continuously gathered the nearby heaven and earth spiritual power to nourish the spirit pattern, while also having a strong defense ability.

bump!

Suddenly a fist was thrown, hitting between the altars, and made a loud explosion.

However, it did not play any role at all, and after the violent shaking of the altar, it returned to normal.

"So strong spirit array!"

Chu Yan frowned, looking at the altar in front of her, and suddenly felt depressed.

Just after this fist was tested, Chu Yan determined that the spiritual array above the altar was at least three grades. Otherwise, it would be impossible for Chu Yan to break through.

At the time of the battle with Wang Yan, Chu Yan was only half a step in advance to be able to smash the defensive spirit formation of Yantai. Now, Chu Yan's strength has reached the innate nature dual sky, but he cannot shake the spirit formation in front of him .

Therefore, in the face of the Sanpin Spirit Formation, Chu Yan was at a loss for a while.

"No wonder the people of Huo Xuanzong and Xueyue Pavilion walked so simply. It seems that they can't help it!"

While Chu Yan murmured to himself, walking around the altar, constantly looking, thinking about the method of cracking.

After one hundred breaths, Chu Yan stood on the front of the altar ... A group of golden flames rose slowly behind him, Suzaku Wuhun broke through the void, twirled above Chu Yan's head, kept spiraling, spreading his wings, full of golden flames.

call!

A huge ball of golden fire blasted towards the altar, hitting the spirit array, and burst into the golden light of the sky.

Hum!

With a slight tremor, the altar was restored again!

Roar!

Chu Yan looked disappointed, withdrew Suzaku Wuhun and released the white tiger Wuhun. The giant tiger's palm was photographed, and the shrine's altar trembled again.

However, it is still useless.

Take back the white tiger martial spirit, pull out the Haotian sword, the dazzling sword awn shines, a dozen sword awns are hacked out ...

Three steps ...!

Too much energy ..!

Rakshasa Refining Realm ...!

….

After half an hour, Chu Yan once again took out two "Tianyuandan" and swallowed it down. His face was iron blue and his face was sinking like water.

At this point, Chu Yan played all his cards and tried various attack methods, but he couldn't break or even weaken the defense spirit array of this altar.

Depressed .... Extremely depressed!

Sitting cross-legged, the introverted consciousness, the vitality in the body, quickly catalyzed the medicinal power of "Tianyuandan", and at the same time, in the sea, Chu Yan kept thinking about ways.

Gradually, Chu Yan set his sights on the golden giant spirit pattern above the towering pagoda in the sea-conscious world.

A giant golden spirit pattern like a small piece of sky ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ looks more advanced than that spirit pattern on the altar outside.

After a moment of groaning, Chu Yan picked up his merits. In the sea, the consciousness gathered quickly, slowly moving toward the golden spirit pattern above the sky.

Hum ...!

As soon as Chu Yan's consciousness touched the golden spirit pattern on the top of the tower, the entire consciousness world suddenly shuddered.

Immediately afterwards, a vicissitudes of ancient times suddenly appeared in Chu Yan's world of knowledge.

"You ... finally ... again!"

"I've been waiting for you….!"

This sound was exactly the same when Chu Yan opened the "Promise Rakshasa" for Chu Yan.

"who are you?"

Chu Yan asked tremblingly.