Chapter 2290 (2/2)

Not only that, the voice of chanting, but also from all directions toward his ears, like a magic sound into the ear, even if it is blocked ear hole, can not stop.

When I was on the ground before, hearing this chant would give people a sense of peace. But at this time, the voice around me became more and more urgent and went straight into people's hearts. It even gave people a feeling of blood. I wanted to shout and run around until I died.

Chu Yan sneered: ”distort the void, upset Yin and Yang, I'd like to see what you are.”

As the voice falls, Chu Yan takes off the sunset bow of the Wu Emperor on his back. With a sweep of his divine sense, he quickly determines a position and pulls the bow to shoot.

In a flash, a bright fire lit the dark pit.

The fire burst, the end seemed to poke something, suddenly burst open.

All of a sudden, it's like thousands of summer fireworks, countless broken lights, firetrees and silver spray around, which makes the void like day, almost melting on the spot.

Crackle!

At the same time, the surrounding void also began to break under the impact.

A whole void, like can not bear the power of Chu Yan, began to collapse, to completely annihilate.

But at this time, a sigh came from the sky of Chu Yan.

”Well, the world is suffering, and you are no exception.”

This exclamation is full of compassion, understanding and understanding.

Chu Yan looked up and saw a gray robed old man appear in the air.

The old man has a young face and a kind face. He looks like a wise old man and looks at Chu Yan with pity.

On both sides of him stood eight young boys and girls, still singing in their mouths.

Although the eight boys and girls are very pink and lovely, their eyes are like old people, full of vicissitudes and turbidity, which makes people feel very uncomfortable.

Not only that, at this time has been uninterrupted chanting sound, but also from the mouth of the eight boys and girls.

It's obviously a child, but the voice is made by all ages, men and women. It's not eight people, but more like 800 or 8000 people. It's really creepy.

At this moment, the old man sighed, opened his fingers and patted forward.

The void that melts all around stops collapsing.

The scattered fire also gathered in his palm and condensed into a ball.

The old man looked at Chu Yan, as if he had the chance to win, and as if he was condescending, and did not pay attention to Chu Yan.

But what he said was full of mild tone: ”it's our destiny to come here. In this case, I will enlighten you, eliminate your anger, become my child, educate the world and enjoy the highest worship in the future.”

As the old man's voice fell, the eight boys around him took a step forward, and the chanting became more and more rapid and loud, as if the sound of magic came into his ears, full of bewitching and tempting flavor.

At this moment, around Chu Yan, in the gray smoke, also began to condense the virtual shadow of Baoguang everywhere.

These virtual shadows are all moving pictures.

There are hundreds of millions of monks kneeling on the throne of Chu.

There is Chu Yan standing in front of the treasure, in front of a mountain of magic weapons and spirit stones.

And Chu Yan lay on his bed, enjoying the service of countless beautiful nuns, enjoying all the glory and wealth.