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I only heard the sound of the water of the Yellow Spring, and before I knew it, the myriad of dark black qi fell, condensed into flowers, and were entrenched in rocks, branches, and trees, piling up one piece.

If you look closely, the long roots are rooted in the ground, the filaments are like Yingluo, the plum root is planted with passionflower, which is entwined like a thread, and the sparse leaves are beautiful.

When the wind blows, clusters of flowers bloom, and an indescribable fragrance pervades the air.

The flowers swayed, and the stamens rose one after another, with long sleeves and wide clothes, and the faces could not be seen clearly, but the horizontal lines on the cheeks were clear, showing a black and white color, which made people creepy at a glance.

Countless flowers swayed, and the figures standing on them swayed at the same time, chanting inexplicable incantations in their mouths, which contained sinking, death, and reincarnation, hitting Chen Yan.

Netherworld death articles, overwhelming.

At the same time, Chang Le Weng, who was trapped in the magic weapon of the treasure bracelet, also raised his head, the magic patterns on his face were vertical and horizontal, black and white distorted, and the power of the netherworld on his body was boiling.

The internal and external attacks are amazing.

Chen Yan raised his head, seeing this situation, he was not surprised, there was a chill between his eyebrows, he separated a wisp of divine will to attract vitality, and continued to urge the five colors, five directions, and five elements spirit fireworks to burn, and on the other side, the immortal and immortal formless sword jumped out of the void.

Whoa,

The sword light slashed out, differentiated like electricity, and pierced straight in, and the cold light of the forest was vertical and horizontal, blocking the past, present, and future in the long river of time and space, and the wind and rain were impervious.

Jingle bell, ding bell, ding bell,

At this moment, there were thousands of collision sounds, which were as rapid as night rain hitting plantains, and they were tight for a while, and they reached my heart, which was very uncomfortable.

As soon as Chen Yan's gaze froze, he saw that the figure on the Netherflower had become clear, standing tall, with thick eyebrows hanging to the corners of his mouth, and a chain-like magic weapon in his hand swaying back and forth, entwining with the power of time and space.

"I don't know what kind of person in the Netherworld,"

Chen Yan could see clearly that the aura of the people in the Netherworld in front of him was equivalent to the double of true immortals, and the magic weapon in his hand contained the power of reincarnation and death, which made the true immortals quite fearful.

Netherworld, self-contained, completely different from the Xuanmen Heavenly Realm, is completely two heaven and earth.

The death inside and the corrosion of the power of reincarnation should be avoided like a snake and scorpion.

"But if you want to make waves on the sunny side, you are looking for death. ”

Chen Yan's eyes were cold, this was his home field, so he opened his hand and made a move, and endless thunder exploded, purple and blue, containing the power of Huanghuang Tianwei and deterring demons.

"What kind of thunder is this?"

The Netherworld stood on the flower cluster, surrounded by countless shadows, overlapping and distorting time and space, and there were six reincarnated shadows shining into it, his voice was hoarse, without any intonation, how uncomfortable it sounded.

"Kill your Lefa. ”

Chen Yan's body was pulled, and the momentum on his body was vigorous, and when he probed it with his fingers, it was an immeasurable thunder law explosion, dense and innumerable.

The thunder exploded, growing bigger and bigger, turning the surroundings almost into a sea of thunder, everywhere.

The Netherworld didn't speak, just sneered a few times, and while blocking the thunder law, the magic weapon in his hand attacked from time to time, the chains stretched out, and the sound of snapping was like the summoning of the Netherworld.

"It's a good time. ”

Chen Yan snorted in his heart, he continued to fight the method, harnessed the magic weapon, operated the supernatural power, circled the immortal kingdom for five thousand miles, and the vitality was mighty and endless, and now he had to face a powerful netherworld figure, and Changle Weng took the opportunity to rebound, and he also felt a sense of powerlessness.

However, Chen Yan had his own plans, his eyes were crystal clear, and the true water under his feet was diffuse, thousands of feet long, colliding with the water of the Yellow Spring, freezing and refining, making it unable to infect his own immortal light.

As for the magic weapon in his hand, the immortal and immortal invisible sword is elusive, cutting into the long river of time and space, and the edge is exposed.

Then, the thunder light of the Great Nine True Heavenly Xuan Palace, Taixuan Lei Zun sat in the cosmic thunder pool, raised his hand and hit the thunder light, condensed like a thunder ball, and the thunder true spirit was shown inside, and it was very majestic.

Judging from the far spread, Chen Yan stood alone, with a sword in his hand, black water under his feet, thunder like a god, facing two characters shrouded in the aura of the netherworld, radiant.

"Chen Yan,"

After Changle Weng threw himself into the netherworld, he lost his previous immortal wind bones, and his whole person was gloomy, his face was distorted, and he said, "No matter how strong you are, in the end, you have to die without a place to bury." ”

The reason is very simple, Changle Weng was in the treasure bracelet, and he obviously sensed the weakening of the vitality that was transmitted, and the fivefold light flame attached to it had lost its domineering beginning.

The netherworld who stepped on the water of the Yellow Spring also saw that the chains were stretched out, and there was a clattering sound, and every time there was a ghost crying wolf howling, and the back of the seeping person was cold.

As time passed, Chen Yan's vitality seemed to be more and more insufficient, and the flame light rising from the bracelet was only a shallow touch, and cracks appeared.

"Still resisting?"

Chang Leweng's laughter was even colder, but now he hoped that the other party would not retreat, and when the time came, they should cooperate with the outside and suppress him with serious injuries.

Chen Yan didn't speak, but just stepped on yin and yang, Tai Chi operated, and the momentum soared.

Seeing that Chen Yan was getting more and more exhausted, at this time, the originally fragmented qi luck in the realm began to stir up, overlapping like clouds, fainting auspicious light and diffusing a strange fragrance.

At first glance, the formation of treasure lotus, jade ruyi, golden tower, lotus root box, etc., etc., a thousand postures, blooming immeasurable light.

After a lifetime of change, Chen Yan let out a long roar, the strength in his body increased steadily, his divine will was like a nine-song bead, the jade light turned, and the originally retreating five-colored, five-square, five-element spirit fireworks, true sound thunder, sword light, and so on, all began to expand.

At this moment, it must be Hua Qing, Zhong Wendao, and Bai Shanjun who have already leveled the Dust Sky Realm, and the general trend of the fusion of the four realms and the air is unstoppable, and the luck is like a river and a sea.

Chen Yan, as a person with great origins in the four realms, suddenly rose to the top, and in the dark, the great power of the world descended, overwhelming the mountains and the sea.

It seemed that the sound of cracking silk came, Chen Yan slashed the evil with a sword, regenerated and changed in the impossible, and forcibly broke through the overlapping space-time defense of the netherworld, the sword light came from the future, and the sword qi touched the opponent's true body for the first time.

Woo woo,

The ghost cried wolf, the flower of the underworld opened, grew, withered, and regenerated, and the man was struck by a sword, and his body retreated.

"Hmph,"

Chen Yan grabbed the treasure bracelet and shook it vigorously, layers of flames were entangled, like a dragon and a snake, whistling wind and clouds, Changle Weng stood inside, and at this moment, his face became distorted.

"Let's go. ”

At this time, the big man of the Netherworld who stepped on the water of the Yellow Spring realized that something was wrong, and immediately transmitted the message to Changle Weng, and the two of them could not stay for a long time, and quickly retreated.

Chen Yan looked at the two of them, his eyes flashed with a cold light, he had already planned, seeing this situation, the vitality on his body was agitated, and he no longer rushed into the treasure bracelet and the Great Nine True Heavenly Xuan Palace, but into his own magic robe.