Chapter 2015 (1/2)

Thunder, shock, blood cloud.

Chu Yan felt like he was involved in a bloody sky in an instant.

There's a sense of killing. There's knives and axes everywhere.

Countless traces of knives, axes and chisels, accompanied by billowing smoke, surged towards him, as if he would be swallowed up and torn to pieces at the next moment.

In this bleak, you can see a huge face.

The two pupils of this face, with the breath of death, look at his eyes, as if to see a tiny dust.

At the same time, that slowly rotating black disc, also appeared unusual reaction.

The elder and the Deputy patriarch were obviously nervous.

The patriarch just said, ”here we are.”

As for who is coming, there is no need to say more. It must be the most powerful idea in the jade talisman.

It will soon be known whether Chu Yan can stand the test.

If you can't bear it, you'll either die or go mad. You'll become a useless person and one of the top 16 people in the mouth of the patriarch.

But if you stand this test, you will get more than the comprehension of gods and Demons recorded in the jade talisman.

It can make the master of Tianya sect remember his name and leave an impression.

It's something that I don't know how many friars dare not think about in their dreams.

At this time, staring at the disc, the elder felt that his breathing was not smooth.

He had direct contact with Chu Yan and had a good impression of Chu Yan.

Even because he knew the contradiction between Chu Yan and ziweimen, he wanted to support Chu Yan.

Because the elder is very clear that Ziwei sect has a great influence on Tianya sect.

As for the emperor of Taiqing, if he returns smoothly without any resistance, then he will probably be purged.

So he naturally hoped that Chu Yan would have a greater weight in the Lord's heart.

After all, the return of the emperor of the Qing Dynasty is irresistible.

Today, only a few people, including the patriarch, can suppress the emperor of the Qing Dynasty and the Ziwei gate.

Feel the situation in the disk, is sliding toward the direction of Chu Yan more and more unfavorable, the elder wants to speak, please help Chu Yan.

But he also knew that once he spoke, Chu Yan lost the only chance to let the patriarch remember him.

The elder also had a rare hesitation at this time.

At this moment, the deputy leader suddenly heard a clear voice: ”it's over --”

His voice was a little low, which made the elder's heart tremble suddenly.

He quickly looked up at the disc, and saw that there was no obvious color change before. Suddenly, it seemed that it was ignited by a fire, and it suddenly expanded.

Seeing this scene, the elder's heart fell straight into the abyss.

It was at this time that Chu Yan's divine consciousness was looking at the bloody color and the swords and axes that constantly bullied his body.

A kind of ancient battlefield fighting pressure, hard to face, as if not only to defeat this idea of Chu Yan, but also to tear the soul of Chu Yan to pieces.

Chu Yan's brow couldn't help wrinkling and said to himself, ”how can you beat yourself?”

At this moment, a sense of killing surged up, just like a big river, suddenly swept, with countless edges around, towards Chu Yan.

The pair of pupils in the bloody sky looked down at him, even the contempt in their eyes.

The impatience on Chu Yan's face is even worse. Looking at the surging sea of blood, he suddenly opens his mouth and spits out a word discontentedly: ”roll!”

In a flash, a long river comparable to gods and Demons tearing history, burst out of the air momentum, in a flash, filled with this bloody sky.