Chatper 2392 (1/2)

"Insolent? If it weren't for the fact that the master disdains to care about you, there is not much to kill you!"

Chu Yan said in a cold voice.

"Injuring my junior, it's not easy for you to leave today!"

The patterned old man frowned and said.

"You can try, stop me today, if you are not afraid of death!"

Chu Yan took one step forward with a domineering aura.

The array pattern old man frowned, but he was a little suspicious in his heart. He didn't know whether Chu Yan had seen Mozun, and he didn't know whether Mozun was alive or dead now. He Xiangjia was instructed to guard here all the time, and not many secretly knew about it.

But he was a little unwilling to let Chu Yan leave like this!

"Hmph, the innocent!"

Chu Yan sneered, his figure flashed, and he was about to walk outside.

"Ancestor!"

Xiang Zhiyuan's eyes showed unwillingness.

"Go away!"

Seeing that Chu Yan was in such a hurry, the old man with the pattern pattern saw something, and slammed his palm towards Chu Yan.

"Soul pass!"

Chu Yan snorted loudly.

Before the stone gate, dozens of immortal treasure fragments suddenly appeared around the stone statue of the old man with the formation pattern, and then the shadows of the treasures appeared in the immortal treasure fragments.

"Do not……"

When the patterned old man saw the situation, his eyes showed horror, and he ignored Chu Yan again, and his figure flickered directly towards his statue.

"Late! Explosion!"

Chu Yan shouted loudly, flicking his fingers, and the next moment, he directly entered the sea of ​​formation patterns.

"Boom boom boom..."

This time around the stone statue, dozens of treasures phantoms burst at the same time.

The terrifying explosive force turned into a storm, directly swept the stone statue, and cracks appeared on the stone statue, which collapsed instantly!

The moment the stone statue collapsed, the old man's body began to disintegrate.

"Chu Yan, if you come to the Confucian Realm of the Immortal Realm, I will kill you at Xiangjia!"

The old man finally had a ferocious look in his eyes, and the whole person dissipated and turned into nothingness.

Chu Yan bet right!

This stone statue is the foundation of the spiritual sense of the old man with the formation pattern. The stone statue was destroyed, and the spiritual thought of the old man with the pattern pattern collapsed naturally.

Xiang Zhiyuan had a look of confusion on his face, his ancestor was actually tricked by Chu Yan...

Immortal world, Confucian realm.

Xiangjia, in a rented land.

Among them, there are many stone statues, and each stone statue looks like an old man.

At this moment, one of the stone statues suddenly collapsed.

One of the old men fell out!

"I didn't expect that my dignified cultivator of the Great Perfection of Vientiane would be plotted by a little devil. Very good, waiting for you to come to the fairyland..."

This old man is the deity of the old man with the formation pattern.

...

Above the deserted star.

Going to the place where the overlapping collapsed was said to be fast, but it actually took Chu Yan a full two months.

Now, there is only one month left until the end of the trial.

In the last month, Chu Yan did nothing but hunt wild beasts.

Above the Desolate Abyss Star, there are about 400,000 remaining desolate beasts, and Chu Yan wants to refine the magic flag.

Now, with Chu Yan's body in the ascension period and the cultivation of 1,110 demonic veins, killing a desolate beast in the thunder tribulation period is almost like crushing an ant.

For a month, Chu Yan was in the midst of a frantic killing.

On the last day of the fifty-year trial period.

Chu Yan sat cross-legged in the void.

In front of his eyes, there are five magic flags floating, and there are ninety-nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine thunder robbery souls in each magic flag!

Two of them are powerful!

One of the main souls of these two magic flags is Ling Youyou and the other is Xuan Xiao.

"It's just a pity that among the souls of these wild beasts, there is not a single soul!"

Chu Yan finally had some regrets.

Since killing the wild beasts, not a single spirit body has been found, so it is impossible to strengthen the 9,500 demon formation.

Putting away the five-pole magic flag, Chu Yan's eyes showed a ray of light.

It's okay to leave now, but Chu Yan still wants to visit the last place.

Evil Lake!

Chu Yan's figure moved quickly and approached the edge of the evil lake.

In the past few months, Chu Yan has not encountered an evil soul battle bone, and the reason is unknown, but when leaving, Chu Yan must find out some things.

"Bang!"

Just as Chu Yan approached, within the evil lake, the lake water condensed into several huge palms and slapped towards Chu Yan.

"The power of a dragon!"

Chu Yan opened his mouth and threw a punch. Immediately, one hundred and twenty-three black ripples spread out, and at the same time, a golden dragon phantom rushed out.

The breath of this golden dragon phantom is the initial stage of ascension!