Chapter 970 (2/2)

This light ball, wrapped in a small white fox.

White fox curled up, shivering.

It flies in front of Chu Yan, hovers in the air, crawls and prays for mercy.

Chu Yan looked at it without expression. He took a step closer, closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

Suddenly, the little white fox turned into a wisp of smoke and floated into his nostrils.

After sucking the white smoke, Chu Yan raised his head and looked intoxicated.

It's as if I've just got some tonic.

”What have you done to my grandmaster?” Qingqiumen can't bear to hold the helm any longer.

He suddenly gets up and points to Chu Yan to shout a way.

Chu Yan opened his eyes and his eyes flashed.

Bang!

He shot out a blood arrow and flew out of the air for more than ten feet. He fell heavily on the ground, covered his chest and couldn't get up.

All the people around were shocked!

Although the state of being in charge is not the highest in qingqiumen, it is also the three great achievements of tianxinjing.

This kind of realm was hit by the other side and was deeply damaged.

What's the origin of the other party!

Why is it that diyuanjing can make his ancestors bow down and take charge of it with his eyes!

At that moment, the elders on the scene were silent and didn't dare to take a breath.

Before the eyes of resentment and unwilling, at this time completely replaced by a thick shock, for fear that the next disaster is their own.

Chu Yan did not look at them any more.

He turned back, stuck Zeng Bi's neck and lifted her up.

Zeng Bigui was a monk of tianxinjing. He was also a famous figure in the middle Tang Dynasty.

But at the moment, Chu Yan was lifted in the air, but he didn't even have the strength to struggle.

Looking at each other's facial features, which were gradually distorted because of their fright, Chu Yan's face showed a look of endless meaning.

He licked his lips and slowly opened his mouth.

In his mouth, there seems to be a black hole forming.

Death, loneliness, cold, loneliness, despair, sadness, all kinds of emotions are pouring out of this black hole.

These negative emotions, like an invisible hand, slowly drag Zeng Bi's soul into the boundless Purgatory and hell.

Zeng Bi only felt that her whole body was getting colder and colder. It was like falling into an ice cellar and an abyss.

All happy emotions, no longer feel.

In front of my eyes, it's getting darker and darker, such as the natural disaster, the destruction of the world.

Not far away, the elder of qingqiumen, seeing Zeng Bi's more and more rigid expression, knew that she would be killed by this powerful diyuanjing just like her grandmaster.

All of a sudden, their hearts were filled with fear and indignation, and tears rolled out again.

In today's short video, the mountain protection array of qingqiumen was destroyed, the Mountain Gate collapsed, and the leader was seriously injured. One elder did not know whether he was alive or dead, and another elder was about to be killed. For the first time in a thousand years, the patriarch's idea came, but he was killed, and he was dedicated to it.

After this day, qingqiumen suffered the biggest loss since the founding of the sect.

It's not only its own strength, but also its influence. There are many more profound things.

These things will be gradually reflected as time goes on, and no one can eliminate these losses.

But just as they were waiting for Zeng Bi's cold body to be thrown to the ground, and then the next victim appeared, they were surprised to find that Chu Yan's face was tangled.

And his mouth, which he had opened before, closed slowly at the moment. After a moment, he seemed to talk to himself or to someone.

”Don't stop me.”