Chatper 1200 (1/2)

At this moment, the space of the giant tree shook violently, the ground began to crack, and boulders fell from the sky!

"Boom!"

And the giant tree was withered in an instant, and it collapsed directly!

At the same time, a crack appeared on the southwest wall of the giant tree space, the crack moved towards both sides, and finally a door of light appeared!

At this moment, a figure flashed, which happened to appear in front of Liu Yueying!

"Husband!"

Liu Yueying hugged Chu Yan and said in surprise. Prompt this book to be the first to update the website, Baidu, please search 1kanshu.com

"Yueying! I'm fine, don't worry!"

Chu Yan glanced at Leng Thorn next to him again and said, "Aunt Leng, it's not too late, tell everyone to evacuate!"

"it is good!"

Seeing that Chu Yan was all right, Leng Thorn felt relieved and nodded.

Immediately, Chu Yan transmitted his voice to the non-Round Daoist not far away!

"Ghost-level Moyuan belongs, let's go!"

"The Tianchen Palace belongs, let's go!"

"The Primordial Palace belongs, let's go!"

Chu Yan, Liu Yueying, and non-Round Taoists all ordered.

The cultivators of the three major forces have already killed no less than the cultivators of the Canglan Immortal Mansion. At this time, they heard the order, and without any hesitation, they all rushed towards the Guangmen!

Everyone is leaving!

Just as Chu Yan was about to step into the gate of light, Thirteen's voice sounded in his ears:

"Our battle is not over yet!"

Chu Yan raised the corner of his mouth and responded, "It's just the beginning!"

The words fell, and Chu Yan pulled Liu Yueying into the gate of light together!

At this time, the giant tree space shook even more violently!

"Junior Brother Thirteen, aren't we leaving?"

The fourth said to the thirteen.

Thirteen said: "You go first, I still have some things to deal with, go!"

"The Canglan Immortal Mansion belongs, let's go!"

The fourth elder nodded, waved at the crowd, and shouted loudly.

All the cultivators in Canglan Immortal Mansion no longer hesitated and headed towards the Gate of Light!

After a few breaths, there were only thirteen people left in the almost collapsed space.

"Chu Yan, I didn't expect you to take the final treasure of Qingmu Lane, but it doesn't matter, I won't get less than you!"

Thirteen words fell, light flashed in his hand, and a cloth bag appeared. This cloth bag was very different from ordinary savings bags. It was full of primitive patterns, giving people a sense of vicissitudes.

"receive!"

Thirteen mouthfuls of low drinks, with a big wave of the hand, the cloth bag flew into the sky and became incomparably huge. Immediately, the cloth bag mouth opened wide, and an incomparably majestic suction force escaped from the cloth bag mouth!

Immediately, the puppet wooden figures in the giant tree space all flew towards the cloth bag and were sucked into it.

In a blink of an eye, in the entire giant tree space, all the puppet wooden figures were sucked into the cloth bag!

"With these puppets and wooden figures, under the fusion, it may not be impossible to refine the god-level puppets, Chu Yan, let's wait and see!"

Thirteen had a smile on the corner of his mouth, waved his big hand, put away the cloth bag, and disappeared into the door of light as a lightning bolt.

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Battle Immortal Hall, the core main hall.

"Hehe, it's this kid who got the old treasure!"

Zi Fa couldn't help laughing, and then there was a bit of sighing on his face, saying: "Qing Lao, now you are at ease, what you did for my Battle Immortal Hall, this deity will remember it in this lifetime!"

"However, the kid named Thirteen was unceremonious, and took away the remaining puppets. The treasure itself is somewhat familiar. This kid must have a lot of connections with the Temple of Transformation!"

The purple-haired man couldn't help but muttered to himself, and then he muttered to himself again: "The old guys in the Wild Beast Forest have probably been suffocated after all these years, hehe, these little devils, let's see how far they can go! "

"Sir, this kid named Chu Yan is not bad, he may be a good choice!"

At this time, a cultivator in armor and a heavy sword walked up to the purple-haired man and said.

"Changfeng, if the deity chooses him, it is not because of his surname Chu, inheritance is not so good, if he does not have that strength, the deity will not let the water go!"

The purple-haired man patted Changfeng's shoulder and said with a smile.

"My lord, if that kid named Thirteen passed your assessment, do you really want to pass it on to him? You know, he is a person from the Temple of Transformation!"

A look of doubt flashed in Chang Feng's eyes.

"Changfeng, you've been with this deity for so many years, and you still don't know this deity? What was the original intention of this Battle Immortal Hall? If that kid named Thirteen really passed the deity's assessment, then he is the deity's. Successor, this has nothing to do with whether he is a cultivator of the temple of transformation, and you can see clearly that although he is a cultivator of the temple of transformation, he does not have the annoying aura of a cultivator of the temple of transformation!"

The purple-haired man said with a gleam in his eyes.

"My subordinates understand!"