The green lotus took root and penetrated into the head of Zuo Chunqiu's body.

"Whew!"

In an instant, the rolling cyan energy surged straight to Zuo Chunqiu.

The void around Zuo Chunqiu was trembling strongly, and the force made Zuo Chunqiu feel unprecedentedly powerful.

"Roar!"

Zuo Chunqiu let out a loud roar, a huge roar, and a storm struck.

"Zuo Chunqiu?" zombie Yan Chuan's face sank.

did not stop Zuo Chunqiu, but rushed directly towards another saint. The saint's face changed, and he wanted to dodge.

"Stop!" Zuo Chunqiu shouted, wanting to stop Yan Chuan.

But Yan Chuan naturally understood the urgency of the moment. Without hesitation, he pounced on the saint.

"Bastard!"

The saint and Zuo Chunqiu, one after the other, brazenly hit Yan Chuan, especially Zuo Chunqiu behind him, his strength skyrocketed at this moment, and his power was as much as the previous one.

Yan Chuan quickly guarded the four burial bronze coffins behind him.

"Boom!"

Zuo Chunqiu slapped the burial bronze coffin open with one palm, and his remaining strength was reduced by thirty percent, but he still slapped it fiercely on Yan Chuan's back.

The saint also slapped Yan Chuan on the chest.

"Boom!"

On Yan Chuan's back, countless star spots exploded, and finally blocked the power of Sancheng with the universe in his palm. In the end, forty percent of the force slapped on the back of the zombie Yan Chuan, and Yan Chuan trembled violently.

The zombie Yan Chuan was unhindered, and his claws grabbed the saint with a bang.

"Roar!"

Without hesitation, the zombie Yan Chuan devoured again.

"Let him go!" Zuo Chunqiu's face changed.

However, the suction in Yan Chuan's mouth was too great, and in an instant, he sucked the saint into his abdomen.

Then, the zombie Yan Chuan soared into the sky and went straight to the starry sky.

"Whew!"

Zuo Chunqiu had a green lotus on his head, and instantly reached the starry sky.

"This saint is actually full of creation essence, refining into your clone, it's really a waste!" Zombie Yan Chuan sneered.

"Waste, waste, you still eat?" Zuo Chunqiu said a little depressed.

Zombie Yan Chuan looked at the blue lotus above Zuo Chunqiu's head.

"Lotus God, how many times has this been?" the zombie Yan Chuan said in a deep voice.

"Yan Chuan, your growth is really fast!" came the voice of the Lotus God from the green lotus.

"Lotus God, do you know Yan Chuan?" Zuo Chunqiu frowned and said in surprise.

Yan Chuan stared at Qinglian and said, "How many times has it been instilled with strength? Isn't it too troublesome? What about instilling strength? Now Zuo Chunqiu's strength is also the Twelve Heavens of Ancestral Immortals!"

"What do you mean by 'just'? Hmph, Yan Chuan, just now the Eleventh Heaven has already embarrassed you, and now that I have the strength of the Twelve Heavens, you will definitely die!" Zuo Chunqiu said coldly.

"No!" Lotus God's voice suddenly came.

"Huh?" Zuo Chunqiu said puzzled.

"You don't know Yan Chuan, I have been in contact with him more than once, his current attitude has explained everything, he Yan Chuan, and a back hand, a back hand that can completely suppress you!"

"What? It can't be, what else does he have to do it? I have mobilized the power of heaven and earth, and with the help of the lotus god, my strength has reached the twelve heavens, and Yan Chuan is only the seventh heaven, the seventh heaven!" Zuo Chunqiu still did not believe.

"It's the Seventh Heaven, but when I am the Seventh Heaven, I can kill you!" the Lotus God's voice came again.

Then, I saw more and more green vines on the green lotus, and quickly wrapped Zuo Chunqiu's head.

"Lotus God, what are you going to do? No, no!" Zuo Chunqiu grabbed the green lotus on his head in horror.

But by the time the hand reached Qinglian, it was already too late. Zuo Chunqiu's eyes suddenly became dull.

Then, the double pupils quickly united, and the eyes instantly became extremely sharp.

"Lotus God, you took over Zuo Chunqiu's physical body again?" Yan Chuan said coldly.

"Yes, now it's you and me again, Yan Chuan!"

Sun.

Wu Tian faced this group of explosive beasts depressedly.

The power of the explosion is not fatal, but it is too difficult, as long as you have the intention to dodge, no saint can be killed, but the hatred is that a group of explosive beasts only stare at Wu Tian's body.

The speed of the explosive king beast was faster than Wu Tian's, and for a while, the continuous explosion and constant fighting, no one could help anyone.

In this way, the stalemate lasted for nearly two days.

"Leave me alone, go to five, and then calm Xianyang first!" Wu Tian shouted.

The saints could only reluctantly separate again.

It was enough for the four saints to block the explosive beasts.

The five saints rushed straight to Xianyang.

Just as he was about to make a move on Xianyang.

Above the sea of luck clouds, Yan Chuan's idol suddenly moved, and gradually, it turned into a huge eighteen-clawed golden dragon of luck luck.

"What?" the faces of the saints changed.

"Ang!" the golden dragon roared.

Under the roar, the people of the nine major territories of the Yang World all looked up at the sky.

"The people of the world listen to the order, the promotion of the Great Zhen is imminent, I need your strength, raise your right hand, help me to destroy foreign enemies, help Dazhen, and advance to the heavenly court!"

"Boom!"

The word spreads all over the world. Hundreds of people looked surprised.

"The voice of the Holy King?"

"Advance to Heavenly Court?"

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When he was surprised, hundreds of people quickly raised their hands.

Dazhen, the nine major territories of the yang world, although the number is not as large as the underworld, but after all, it has been in business for a longer time, and the recognition is higher than that of the underworld.

"Boom!"

Countless golden rays of light generally converged across time and space towards the golden dragon of luck.

"Yan Chuan is back?" the faces of the saints sank.

Let's look west.

But I saw that far away in the west, a black dot was coming at a very fast speed.

"Boom!"

In just a moment, the black dot had already reached Xianyang. A strong wind blew, and all the saints were a meal.

"Yan Chuan?" said Wu Tian with a gloomy face.

"Wu Tian, I was about to go to you, but you sent it to the door yourself?hahahaha!" Yan Chuan laughed.

"Aang!"

The eighteen-clawed golden dragon dragged endless power and rushed straight towards Yan Chuan.

"Boom!"

Yan Chuan and the Eighteen-Clawed Qi Luck Golden Dragon instantly merged into one. Rolling power puffs up the void.

"Yan Chuan, I've fulfilled my promise!" the Exploding King Beast shouted.

"Exploding King Beast, thank you this time!" Yan Chuan laughed.

"Well, do you want my help?" shouted the Exploding King Beast.

"No, help me watch Wu Tian, just don't let him run away! Others, I am enough!" Yan Chuan said solemnly.

"Joke!" Wu Tian suddenly exclaimed.

I don't know whether to comfort myself or mock Yan Chuan.

What does Yan Chuan mean, alone, fighting against the Nine Great Sages?Are you kidding?Who do you think you are?

At the beginning, the Twelve Heavens of the Ancestral Immortals dared to face the Nine Saints of the Yang World, but what kind of cultivation did you Yan Chuan have?

However, Yan Chuan said it so high-soundingly, which made Wu Tian worry for a while.

"Do you think you're Tongtian?" Wu Tian said tentatively again.

"I am not Tongtian, but this is my home field, and you, among the Nine Saints of the Yang Realm, are only at the bottom, and they are even more at the bottom!" Yan Chuan sneered.

"Sea of Blood!"

"Boom!"

Xianyang Quartet, suddenly a sea of blood.

Above the sea of blood, Yan Chuan stepped on the huge waves with bloody hair. Three long swords flew in the probe's hand.

Behind him, a giant tree that reached through the sky and the earth soared straight into the sky. At the top of the giant tree, the sky is full of stars and swirling.

The giant tree seemed to be able to draw the power of the stars in the sky, and the rolling power was drawn into the sea of blood, and the area of the sea of blood skyrocketed again, and in an instant, all the saints were encircled.

"Don't believe him, shoot!" Wu Tian shouted in the distance.

"Good!"

The Nine Great Sages instantly rushed towards Yan Chuan.

"Emperor, Jade Emperor, God!" Yan Chuan shouted.

"Boom!"

Three long swords flew towards a saint in an instant, and suddenly stood in three directions and surrounded a saint.

"Broken!"

The saint slapped him.

But the three swords formed a formation, and they couldn't be broken with one palm at all.

"Whew!"

Yan Chuan rushed straight away.

"That's all?" Yan Chuan instantly appeared behind the saint.

"What?" the saint's face changed.

But Yan Chuan's speed was also extremely fast, and his hands quickly hugged the saint's head.

Twist suddenly.

"Bang!"

The saint's head spun around suddenly, and his body instantly softened.

"What?" exclaimed the saints all around.

Almost at the same time, they shot at the Three Emperors Sword together.

"Boom!"

The blood sea package, coupled with the Three Emperors Sword, has long been different from the past, even if the eight saints shot at the same time, they could not break it.

Yan Chuan put the saint into the bronze coffin of the burial sky.

High in the sky.

The Explosive King Beast looked at Yan Chuan blankly. This, that's it?

Wu Tian was violently agitated.

"Quick, quick, destroy the sea of blood, as soon as the sea of blood is destroyed, he Yan Chuan will not be able to borrow his strength, Yan Chuan is now borrowing the power of the world, the power of supernatural powers, and the power of the stars, quickly, destroy the sea of blood!" Wu Tian exclaimed.

The faces of the Eight Great Saints changed.

"Broken!"

Almost at the same time, it slammed down on the sea of blood.

"Wow!"

The sea of blood set off a monstrous wave, but it was not as easy to break as it used to be.

"How is that possible?" Wu Tian exclaimed.

I remember that at the beginning, the two of them almost broke the sea of blood, but now the eight saints can't break it? Why?

"There are some things that you won't come back if you lose them! If you miss them, you'll never have a chance!" Yan Chuan said coldly.

The Three Emperors Sword quickly headed towards another saint.

"Tai, jade, Shang!"

"Boom!"

Another saint was enveloped in it.

As soon as he entered the Three Emperors Sword Formation, it was completely Yan Chuan's world.

"No!"

"No, it's useless, you're just Wu Tian's clone! Break!" Yan Chuan grabbed the imperial seal with one hand and smashed it on his head.

Another saint was solved in an instant and sent to the bronze coffin of the burial sky.

Yan Chuan and the Three Emperors swords, slaughtered the third saint.

High in the sky.

Wu Tian was at a loss: "This must not be true!

The Explosion King Beast also looked at Yan Chuan in amazement, obviously unable to imagine that Yan Chuan would become so much under his full strength!

The most excited thing is that the ministers and the people are still alive.

Originally, seeing the arrival of ten saints, many people were in despair.

But now I suddenly found that these ten saints were like chickens in front of the holy king?

"Long live the Holy King, long live Dazhen!" cheers came from Xianyang City.