Chen Yan stood with his sword in his hand and marched forward with high spirits. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The delicate and complex feathers hang down from top to bottom, spreading ripples of different sizes, like a wheel of light, shaped like eyes, half-open and half-closed, gorgeous to the point of unimaginable.

The ghost light shone on his body, the gold and black corresponded to each other, and there was a kind of coldness that overflowed with words.

Cold light, frost sword, human figure.

The whole picture is extremely deep.

"The Silver Moon King,"

Chen Yan raised his head, the invisible sword in his hand bloomed with immeasurable brilliance, the sword roared a thousand times, turning higher and higher, the aftermath lingered, echoing in all directions, word by word, and said, "Do you dare to come down and fight with this seat?"

Thundered

The sound and the chant of the sword are combined into one, and they are emitted with supernatural powers, and they roar loudly, spanning the incense.

Calm, confident, domineering.

With the power of slaying the Black Scythe King's body, the momentum soars into the sky.

"You. ”

The Silver Moon King was angry, angry, and helpless, this kind of upright conspiracy was irresistible.

For a moment, there was a dead silence on the fortress.

The demon soldiers, demon generals, and demon commanders were silent, and their morale plummeted.

Only the treasure tree above, its branches and leaves spread out, and it rattled.

"A bunch of cowards. ”

Chen Yan laughed and scolded casually, there is really a kind of heroism that regards the opponent like a chicken, with his current cultivation, ordinary demon kings are sent to death when they come.

"Hmph,"

Yinyue had a cold face, clenched the fist in her sleeve, stretched it out, clenched it again, and released it again, although she was angry, she would definitely not be stupid enough to go down and fight with Chen Yan.

"You wait. ”

Yinyue could only make an account for Chen Yan in her heart, and she would definitely have to calculate it well in the future.

"Haha,"

Chen Yan raised his might, saw that the fortress was lifeless, and the effect was achieved, and then he let out a long roar, his body was vertical, and a sword light rose up, leaving the bottom of the valley.

Whoa,

The sword light parted the black water, and the lightning and flint were like lightning, and soon came to the mouth of the valley.

Crash

As soon as the sword light merged, Chen Yan struck out of the black water and landed steadily.

"Huh?"

"Who is it?"

The disciples guarding above were all shocked when they saw the figure that suddenly appeared, and the sharp blade in their hands was shocked, and they almost made a move.

"It turned out to be Lord Valley. ”

Fortunately, there were sharp-eyed people who recognized Chen Yan's identity and hurriedly stepped forward to salute.

"Lord Valley. ”

"Lord Valley. ”

"Lord Valley. ”

The others were startled and saluted.

"Get up. ”

Chen Yan nodded, swept his gaze, and found that the cultivation of the disciples stationed there was a higher level than before.

Obviously, the development model of Luoyun Valley not only benefited the Big Three, but the huge resources also greatly improved the cultivation environment of ordinary disciples.

"Take good care and don't slack off. ”

Chen Yan spoke, stretched his sleeves and left.

"Yes, sir. ”

When they heard the command, they all immediately stood straight, their eyes like falcons, and they surveyed the left and right, not letting go of anything suspicious.

Although Chen Yan rarely appears, as the spiritual leader and signboard of Luoyun Valley, his prestige in the valley is incomparable.

From promoting the Falling Cloud Valley model, to attracting many forces, to the recent destruction of the True Yang Xuanmen, he has brought the Falling Cloud Valley to become a big force and benefited everyone.

There are nearly 10,000 people up and down the valley, and no one admires or admires them.

"This is the valley lord of Falling Cloud Valley. ”

"Awesome. ”

"It's amazing. ”

The others were other forces that joined the Luoyun Valley model, and after seeing Chen Yan, they didn't dare to come out at the same time.

Brilliant and mighty, spread all over the world.

Before they came, the elders of the family or sect had all told them to go to Luoyun Valley and not to offend Chen Yan.

In Luoyun Valley, Chen Yan is the sky.

Let's talk about Chen Yan, after returning to the cave, he sat on the cloud platform.

From a distance, on the valley of Yunju, the green water shines down, the frost air hovers back and forth, and there are thousands of pines and cypresses.

The bell rang, one sound, and the river was cold and the lake was clear.

The sights are myriad and beautiful.

"Black Scythe,"

Chen Yan rubbed the crank jade Ruyi in his hand, his eyes were deep, even if he escaped his life this time, his vitality was greatly damaged, and he couldn't make waves in a short time.

One less demon king, and the bottom may calm down for a while.

It's a pity that they have become the climate.

Chen Yan shook his head, flicked his fingers, and a little bit of streamer came out from his fingertips, changing and condensing into a talisman, and then with a bang, it turned into two and flew away into the distance.

He passed the news of the serious injury to the black sickle to Xu Yuanji and Wang Rongfu to see if the two had any ideas, and took advantage of the weakness of the demon at the bottom of the valley to take a wave of actions.

After all, the two of them have been sitting in Luoyun Valley for a long time, and their understanding of the situation is clearer than their own, maybe they will make new discoveries.

"Hmm,"

After doing this, Chen Yan raised his head, watched the white clouds in the sky change, the glow rose, and meditated on his next move.

jingling

At this moment, a crisp Xuan sound sounded, and then a green qi emerged from his sleeve, rushed upward, and turned into a mysterious bronze bell, and the dense patterns on the bell were intertwined, interpreting all kinds of truths.

Qing Jin, the instrument spirit of the True Yang Divine Bell, walked out of it, looked at the weather in Luoyun Valley, nodded, and said, "I didn't expect that you still have the means to unite all forces and gather luck." ”

"Booming and thriving, True Yang Xuanmen is also against the general trend. ”

When Chen Yan saw the Divine Bell, his eyes turned and he said, "Qingjin Daoist is fine now, why don't you stay in my Luoyun Valley for a few more days, the power of the Black Sea of the Hell will be beneficial to your True Yang Thousand True Scriptures." ”

He had received the inheritance of the Divine Bell that day, and he had a deep understanding of this treasure that was once the treasure of the Zhenzong of the True Yang Xuanmen.

Yang is prosperous, and yin is turned into yin.

The Black Sea of Hell is a rare place of chaos and darkness between heaven and earth, and although it is dangerous for ordinary monks, it is more concerned about the rules that are completely different from the world for those who have achieved cultivation.

"You want me to sit in Luoyun Valley and consolidate your foundation for you, right?"

Qing Jin opened his mouth unceremoniously, pointing directly at Chen Yan's seemingly thoughtful little Jiujiu in his heart.

As an old antique that has been inherited from the True Yang Xuanmen for several generations, he can see the current situation in Luoyun Valley at a glance.

Luoyun Valley is now full of flowers and full of luck, but there are other forces outside that covet it, and the entrance to the Black Sea of Hell at the bottom of the valley is clearly dancing on the tip of a knife, and it is not stable.

Such a situation is really its rise and fall, and its demise is also sudden, and it is difficult to control it.

"Haha,"

Chen Yan was dotted with the plan in his heart, his face did not change, and he said with a smile, "If there is Qingjin Daoist to suppress the luck, the rapid development of Luoyun Valley in the future will also be beneficial to Daoist friends." ”

"Yes. ”

Qing Jin was able to decisively abandon the True Yang Xuanmen, which had been operating for thousands of years, not only because of the oath of the day, but also because he had his own calculations, and after a little groaning, he said, "You have to promise me a few requests." ”

'Fellow Daoists, please speak. ’

Chen Yan was overjoyed, the True Yang Divine Bell had an unusual origin, and it could definitely suppress the luck of one party, if it could really sit in Luoyun Valley, it would solve the worries.

My plans will be much smoother in the future. (To be continued.) )