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In the sky, the only giant blood-colored coffin was erected!
Among them, a very thin old man walked out, his face was haggard, and there were not a few blood-colored hair on his head!
But his terrifying aura just appeared, and everyone present felt heart palpitations!
Thunder Tribulation Period!
"Haha... life? If you have the ability, come and take it!"
Chu Yan laughed, and there was pain in this smile.
"You've used up the three strands of immortal energy. Even if you still have it now, you can't use it with your body. What can you do if you still have the ability?"
Bloody eyes revealed an extremely cold killing intent!
Twelve people went out, thinking they could suppress everything.
But he didn't expect to be planted in the hands of this kid.
Although they are all his junior brothers, but at his cultivation level, he doesn't care too much about the righteousness of the sect. Generally, he does not care much about the death of the Dacheng stage, but the death of the two bloods in the thunder tribulation stage makes him really Angry!
At this moment, even if all Dacheng Stages are dead and there are two Thunder Tribulation Stages, the blood clan is still the top force!
But now that he died in a period of thunder calamity, the strength of the blood clan was greatly reduced. In this way, the resources obtained in the future are also incomparable to the present.
"Is there nothing I can do? Hehe, so what? Destroying the top ten talents of your clan and killing eleven ancestors of your clan, I am worth it!"
At this moment, Chu Yan's vitality was almost cut off, his white hair fluttered in the wind, and there was a bleak smile on his old face!
Xiuxian, what is it?
It is a free and easy person. Today's affairs have come to this point, and Chu Yan has no regrets about what he has done!
He just hates, hates that his strength is not strong enough, and let Shizun and Shizu die because of him!
The other thing is that it is a pity that a lot of what he has undertaken has come to such a point that it is already difficult to do.
And in the end, it is guilt, guilt for parents, grandfather, grandfather, wife...
"Little devil, this deity will kill you today, take your soul, refine the blood and soul of your life, and let you live forever and never be born..."
The murderous intent rose wildly in the blood, and slapped it directly at Chu Yan!
"Look at my fairy!"
Suddenly, Chu Yan roared and waved his right hand forward!
"Damn..."
This time, Xue Yi's pupils shrank, and he immediately backed away!
However, the so-called fairy energy is actually nothing!
"Before dying, I can still play tricks on the cultivators of the Thunder Tribulation Period. I, Chu Yan, are worth this life! Haha..."
Seeing Xueyi's terrified appearance, Chu Yan laughed again.
Xueyi's face was furious. As an ancestor of the Thunder Tribulation Period, being played by a dying person like this, he was instantly furious in his heart!
"Little bastard, die!"
Between the words, a palm shot towards Chu Yan!
This palm turned into a huge blood-colored palm print. As soon as the palm print phantom appeared, the void immediately trembled!
Chu Yan knew that he could not resist this blow!
After the immortal energy is used up, Lao Bai's current strength is also unable to resist the cultivators of the thunder tribulation period!
Old Bai, he was ready to go all out and escape desperately.
And at this moment, in the void, an illusory palm stretched out!
"boom!"
The two palms collided and dissipated, and at this time, a somewhat majestic voice came from the void:
"Xue Tianfeng, yes, sell me a face?"
Hearing these words, the complexion of blood changed. In this entire Xiao Yuantian, there were not many people who knew his name!
At this moment, in the void, a figure walked out!
This is a man in his mid-thirties, dressed in white, with a morbid pallor on his handsome face!
"Phantom Ling..."
As soon as the blood saw the situation, there was a bit of dread in his voice!
The visitor is Xiaoyuan God Huan Yinling!
"Meet the Lord God..."
At this moment, Duan Yuxiao immediately clenched his fists and saluted!