Inside the Xianyang Underground Palace!

"Click, click!"

There was a burst of ice-breaking sounds, and more than 10 million people slowly moved stiffly. The body is constantly breaking free from the freezing of the yin and evil qi.

High in the sky, there are congratulations from the ancient families all over the world.

"Welcome to the return of the saints, long live the saints, long live the saints!"

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The entire Xianyang underground palace presents a feeling of recovery of all things.

At the entrance of the temple to the sky, the ministers slowly moved their bodies and slowly woke up.

In the bronze coffin of the burial sky, the black jade talisman floated in the air, Yan Chuan's eyes opened, and two fourteen-colored lights burst out from his eyes.

"Whew!"

Yan Chuan stood up straight. Open your arms.

With his arms open, the long sleeves of the wide dragon robe are unfolded. Looking at it from a distance, it seems that there is a kind of king's breath rushing towards him.

In the distance, the strong men who watched and attacked looked at this scene in horror one by one, including Huyan Boyu, who was previously menacing and seemed to be the number one old man in the world, and when he saw Yan Chuan standing up in the distance, he suddenly felt a feeling of suffocation.

It's been 5,000 years, although I haven't seen Yan Chuan, but the world's awe of Yan Chuan has made Yan Chuan's image more and more tall in everyone's hearts.

The Holy Scroll Great Array burned the Julu Academy, millions of Confucian cultivators, looking at Yan Chuan who stood up in the distance, countless Confucian cultivators shook their hands, and the Holy Scroll Great Array suddenly became unstable.

"Yan, Yan Chuan is back?" someone exclaimed.

"Don't be afraid, we are disciples of the Ten Thousand Confucian Holy Land, and we have the blessing of the Ten Thousand Confucian Holy Land!" someone forcibly cheered himself up.

"Before they fully wake up, hurry, destroy them, hurry!" Huyan Boyu suddenly reacted and shouted to the immortals in the distance.

Among the immortals, most of them are still frightened. But there were also hundreds of immortals who reacted.

Almost at the same time as Huyan Boyu's call, a hundred immortals stepped forward and once again struck towards the Chaotian Hall with one palm.

In the void, a hundred golden palms, with the aura of destroying the world and destroying the earth, rushed straight to Yan Chuan.

Hundreds of immortals attacked together, if it was five thousand years ago, Yan Chuan might have to treat it solemnly. But now, Yan Chuan didn't even look at these hundred immortals.

After five thousand years of sleep, two hundred souls returned, and they were quickly fused by Yan Chuan and quickly fused into one.

The growth of the power of life is equivalent to a million years!

It's as if you've been asleep for millions of years, and then you wake up suddenly.

Memories merge, and suddenly there is a feeling of catharsis.

Looking up to the sky, Yan Chuan roared.

"Roar~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

With a loud roar, from Yan Chuan upwards, the void shook for a while, swinging out one after another, and rushing straight up to the nine heavens.

The golden palm attacked by the hundred immortals, after encountering Yan Chuan's sound wave, suddenly all collapsed and scattered, and the hundred immortals got very close, and the sound wave instantly entered the body.

The original horror of the hundred immortals suddenly became like they couldn't help but tremble.

"Buzz!"

The hundred immortals trembled at high frequency, and in the trembling, all of them bled out.

In the distance, the other powerhouses looked at the hundred immortals who were bleeding from the seven apertures, and opened their mouths one by one to reveal a look of horror.

"This, that's not true!" Huyan Boyu said in horror.

Just the sound wave makes the hundred immortals unmoved? Seven holes bleed?

As if everything was not over yet, under Yan Chuan's long roar, one of the hundred immortals finally exploded.

"Boom!"

Blood spilled all over the sky, and the immortal was blasted open by the sonic impact.

"Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!", "Boom!", ........................

One after another, hundreds of immortals exploded, and the sky was full of blood mist, soaring into the sky with the sound waves.

This scene, the strong people around, I am afraid it will be difficult to forget in this life.

Hundreds of immortals, with a loud roar, they all exploded.

The other immortals looked at this scene, and they didn't even dare to approach from a distance, and the end of the hundred immortals was too terrifying.

Huyan Boyu's face was also extremely ugly.

Huyan Boyu had already flown in, as if he was waiting, waiting for Yan Chuan's loud roar to end, and then attack again. After all, at this moment, the sonic impact is a sneak attack, and it can't be approached.

"Roar~~~~~~~~~~!"

The roar was long, and it took a whole stick of incense to roar.

Suddenly, Yan Chuan's body was surrounded by black energy, and in the black qi, a huge black dragon could be vaguely seen, as Yan Chuan roared, soaring into the sky.

It was a vast phantom. It was like the condensation of the aura of the King of Yanchuan.

This black dragon, looking at it, is even more ferocious than the eighteen-clawed golden dragon. A fierce, domineering black dragon.

"Aang!"

In a trance, it was as if I heard the roar of this black dragon, although there was no sound, but there was a feeling of tearing people's hearts.

After another stick of incense. Yan Chuan's long howl slowly stopped.

Yan Chuan took a long breath, and all the black qi and black dragons around him converged into Yan Chuan's body.

"It's been five thousand years, I'm finally back!" Yan Chuan slowly closed his eyes, feeling the truth.

And after these two pillars of incense, most of the people in the Xianyang underground palace have regained their consciousness.

"Meet the saint, long live the saint, long live the saint!" among the officials, Huo Guang shouted.

"Meet the saint, long live the saint, long live, long live!" Wang Qian, Jin Dayu, Yifeng, Yin Hattian, Li Si, Lu Buwei and other officials of Dazhen worshipped.

"Meet the Holy One, Long live the Holy One, long live the Holy One, long live the ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

The last sound was the worship of the awakened people in the entire Xianyang Underground Palace, and millions of people shouted at the same time, with a momentum that soared to the sky and was majestic to the world!

And this moment is also Huyan Boyu's last chance.

He stretched out a palm and slammed it towards Yan Chuan.

"Bold!" among the officials, there was a sudden angry rebuke.

It was Wang Qian's voice.

Wang Jian in the court, his strange figure suddenly moved in front of Huyan Boyu.

Wang Jian was dressed in armor and held a sword in his hand. Murderous all over your body!

"Boom!"

The blood-red murderous aura seemed to dye the void on that side red, and the palm shot out by the Great Immortal Huyan Boyu was instantly impacted by this murderous aura and exploded.

Under the cold, bloody murderous aura, Huyan Boyu only felt that his heart was frozen instantly.

"Presumptuous!" Wang Jian shouted.

In his eyes, a blood-colored murderous sword burst out that surpassed the previous and was like a substance.

"Boom!"

The two murderous swords that emerged from his eyes pierced Huyan Boyu's chest and instantly nailed him into the void, unable to move.

"Poof!" Huyan Boyu spurted out a mouthful of blood.

The feather fan in his hand, at this moment, the feathers were even more murderous, and only a bare handle remained.

"Poof!" Huyan Boyu convulsed as he vomited blood.

What's more, Huyan Boyu's whole person had a nervous breakdown, why? He was just a mortal, killing his eyes and killing people with his power? This, this, how many people did he kill to condense such a ferocious murderous aura.

A courtier?

Are you still trying to provoke Dazhen?

In an instant, that's a great immortal!

At this moment, a spike? No, it's a tenths spike. A look?

Although he is not dead, Huyan Boyu is also completely finished.

At this moment, he was nailed to the void by Wang Qian's sword of killing intent, and he couldn't escape at all.

Huyan Boyu was defeated in an instant, and the strong men who were watching were also dumbfounded at this moment.

Are you kidding? I'm dazzled?

Seeing that there were more than 10 million strongmen in the distance, countless strong people who were originally gloating shrank in courage.

The strong man who had been watching trembled. Those powerhouses of the major forces who were ready to see the fall of Julu Academy were frightened.

The Great Array of Holy Scrolls, millions of Confucian cultivators, when they saw this scene, all of them shook their hands.

The Great Array of the Holy Scroll collapsed in an instant.

Destroy the Julu Academy?

"Boom!"

The giants of the Julu Academy made a roar, and the holy scroll array exploded open. The crisis of Julu Academy has been completely resolved.

"Hahahaha, the Holy Lord is back, you thieves. It's time for you to die!"

"The Holy One returns, you are doomed!"

"Rebellion is a dead end!"

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The powerhouses of Julu Academy roared wildly at this moment, despairing and helpless, and the situation was reversed at this moment, and they all screamed wildly, venting the excitement in their hearts and the previous panic.

"Let's go!"

I don't know who shouted in horror.

"Whew!"

Millions of Confucian cultivators, along with hundreds of thousands of strong people who were watching, all scattered and fled in an instant.

Yan Chuan is back strongly, this, this is still a fart?

"Boom!"

It was like a rainstorm that had cleared, and it fled in all directions.

And some immortals were even more frightened, and they were about to fly to the immortal realm with one step. Because, only by going to the immortal realm is the safest, how can you escape here? Yan Chuan has more than 10 million people.

In the midst of the great ministers, there was suddenly another shout.

"Escape, the saint didn't speak, no one was allowed to leave!" Jin Dayu's voice came.

Probe, the God Emperor Zhong soared into the sky.

"Be ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

A bell rang out, and the immortals who were about to ascend had already stepped into the fairy world in one step, and all the heads that were ringing by this bell shook their heads, and they were confused for a while, and they fell down with a bang.

And Huo Guang also took a step forward, dancing with a spear in his hand.

In all directions, a storm of spears suddenly appeared.

"Boom!"

All the cultivators who had escaped suddenly flew back upside down under the impact of countless guns, heading straight for the place of the Julu Academy.

Of the more than one million people, none of them escaped, and all of them fell to the top of the field.

The strength of the commanders of the legions is no longer strong, but a formidable and terrifying.

The cultivators who were knocked back were all dizzy.

"It shouldn't be like this!" "Why is this happening?" "Why are they so strong?..................

Countless frightened voices rang out.

Julu Academy, Meng Lingtian and other strongmen were also stunned at this moment.

Everyone thought that when Yan Chuan woke up, his strength would inevitably be strong, but no one thought that it would be so terrifying.

"Meet the Holy One!" The strong men of Dazhen were naturally pleasantly surprised and bowed down.

Julu Academy and others sighed slightly. Especially Meng Lingtian, there was only a wry smile in his eyes. Julu Academy has recruited children for 5,000 years, and I am afraid that most of them will take the initiative to join Dazhen.

"I've seen the Great Zhen Sage!" Meng Lingtian and the other Julu Academy immortals bowed.