The Emperor of the Immortal Realm Chapter 61: Vent

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"Old man, old man, talk to me, old man. Grandpa! Grandpa~~~~~~~~~~!" Yan Chuan finally cried out.

In the spiritual space, Yan Chuan no longer has the prestige of the emperor, and no longer has the power to be proud of the world. At this moment, he is a crying grandson. The whole person fell into a roar of grief.

However, there is no more voice from Emperor Bai!

In the past, it seemed like a sharp knife was stuck in Yan Chuan's heart. Yan Chuan was inexplicably sad. In the roar of the spiritual space.

Outside the outside world, Yan Chuan's body was trembling too, and tears couldn't stop streaming down.

An atmosphere of sadness filled the surroundings even more.

"Meow, Yan Chuan looks so sad!" Meow seemed to be sad too.

Zhao Afang looked worried.

Yin Hentian and Bai Qi immediately turned their backs. Although the two were also full of curiosity about Yan Chuan's crying, they chose to avoid it at the moment.

At the same time, in the distance, countless powerful people who followed also showed surprise.

"Yan Chuan was crying? Just kidding, what did I see?" someone exclaimed.

Yangyangzi's eyes are cloudy and unpredictable.

"Patriarch, did World Tree give feedback to Yan Chuan?" Gong Yang Benlei frowned.

In another place, Tianjizi's face was extremely ugly.

"This Yanchuan, this Yanchuan!" Tianjizi's face was gloomy.

"Tianjizi, even if you try your best, you can't get a trace of information from the World Tree. But now, with such great fluctuations in Yan Chuan's mood, you wouldn't think that Yan Chuan could not get the information and cry anxiously. Right!" Meigao Cave said lightly.

"Yan Chuan!" Tianjizi's eyes were cold.

"Go, inform the sect masters, inform the powerhouses on the hills, and say, the world tree is a thing in the central territory, a common treasure of all the people under the world, if anyone gets involved, it is an enemy of the common people, no one is allowed !" Tianjizi ordered the subordinates standing in front of him.

"Yes!" Everyone left quickly.

And under the world tree.

Yan Chuan's crying, I don't know when it will end, maybe the tears have dried up, and there are no more tears.

In the worried eyes of Zhao Afang and Miao Miao.

Yan Chuan slowly opened his eyes.

The eyes are open, bloodshot in both eyes.

"Meow!" Meow wanted to ask.

Zhao Afang immediately stopped Meow Meow: "Mow Meow, don't ask!"

Meow Meow is full of perplexity, look at Yan Chuan’s bloodshot eyes full of infinite hatred, and then at Zhao Afang’s softness, Meow Meow nods: "Oh!"

Yan Chuan is no longer crying at this moment, only a slight twitch of his head, and a wave of wanton arrogance and anger in his eyes.

Look up and look at the world tree towering above the sky.

Yan Chuan stepped back.

Slowly exited the place covered by the leaves of the world, and stood outside the world tree.

In the four directions, countless cultivators showed a dazed expression, wondering what Yan Chuan was going to do and leaving? But Yan Chuan was facing the World Tree, his eyes never looked away from the World Tree!

After retreating, Yan Chuan didn't stop until he left the scope of the World Tree.

Zhao Afang and others also followed outside. During this period, no one asked about Yan Chuan's changes, and they just watched quietly.

Staring at the World Tree.

Yan Chuan's eyes suddenly flashed with determination.

"Roar!"

Yan Chuan suddenly looked up to the sky and roared.

Under this roar, Yan Chuan suddenly burst into an extremely ferocious aura, centered on Yan Chuan, as if a manic gale was blowing in all directions.

For a time, flying sand and rocks, a piece of gray.

"Om!"

Vaguely, everyone suddenly saw that behind Yan Chuan, suddenly, countless emerald lights appeared, and the emerald lights towered into the clouds. The light formed, but it looked like a huge tree.

"World Tree?" Someone exclaimed.

The emerald green halo behind Yan Chuan is exactly the same as the World Tree, except that the tree-shaped halo behind Yan Chuan is much smaller.

"Boom!"

Suddenly the huge world tree shook, as if to cater to the green halo behind Yan Chuan.

"Om!"

The World Tree suddenly emits a lot of green light, and the green light rushes directly at the emerald halo behind Yan Chuan, as if it is replenishing the energy of the emerald halo.

The emerald green halo is getting bigger and bigger, constantly skyrocketing.

"What is this?"

"What is behind Yan Chuan?"

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There were countless surprised voices.

Suddenly a voice came from among the crowd: "That is the mark of the soul, Yan Chuan's soul mark, it is actually Cypress? The Bo family? Yan Chuan is the reincarnation of the Bo family soul?"

The sound is very weak, but it is clear to the ears of some strong people.

Tianjizi, Meigao Grottoes, and Gongyangzi all turned their heads.

But I saw that the person who spoke was actually a hundred evil old demon.

"Soul Mark? Yan Chuan, he is recognized by the World Tree? He wants to take the World Tree by force?" Tianjizi's expression changed.

In just a while, the emerald halo behind Yan Chuan has reached the size of the World Tree.

The huge halo slowly moved closer to the World Tree.

As I move closer, it seems to me to blend in with the world tree.

But the World Tree at this moment does not actually reject it.

In the past, how many cultivators have worked hard, and the World Tree has never allowed it, but at this moment, let Yan Chuan use his soul imprint to blend with it?

"Bold, Yan Chuan, are you going to steal the World Tree?" Tianjizi suddenly roared.

"Huh!"

Tianjizi and Meigao Grottoes suddenly rushed out.

As the Tianjizi came out, the Quartet, the major lords flew out one after another, staring at the center Yan Chuan one by one.

"Bold!"

"Yan Chuan, get out of the central territory! Get out of the world tree!"

"Yan Chuan, do you want to be an enemy of Quan Tianxia?"

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All around, countless cultivators stared at Yan Chuan angrily.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"………………

There are about ten ancestors who fit the way of heaven and come from all directions.

There are even more saints stepping on it.

Tianjizi holds a whisk in his hand, his eyes gleaming coldly.

The old evil demon smiled slightly and stepped out.

In the distance, Gong Yangzi's expression changed and took a step: "Yan Chuan, the world tree, is the thing of the people under the world, not you alone can get involved!"

"Who dares to step forward!" Bai Qi took a step, his eyes revealed a murderous look.

"Don't you guys, let me come!" Yan Chuan said hoarsely.

Yan Chuan's eyes were bloodshot, and he looked at the repairmen rushing out from all directions, and his eyes were full of hatred.

There was a great resentment in his heart, as if he had found a catharsis, and looked at everyone with cold eyes.

"Meow?" Meow asked worriedly.

"The king needs to vent!" Zhao Afang was able to understand Yan Chuan instantly.

Bai Qi and Yin Hentian looked blank, but they stepped back respectfully.

Standing in front of the World Tree, Yan Chuan looked murderously at the more and more people surrounding him with the fusion of the soul imprint and the World Tree.

In a blink of an eye, the entire world was surrounded by nearly 100,000 repairers.

A saint, Tianjizi, Gongyangzi, a hundred evil old demons, ten ancestors, and ten thousand ancestors.

"Roar!"

Yan Chuan roared, his eyes suddenly flushed red, and his long hair suddenly floated out, turning blood red.

"Wow!"

For a time, on the four sides of the earth, countless seas of blood surrounded the sky and covered the earth, and in a blink of an eye, Zhao Afang and others were submerged underneath, or in other words, covered everyone, but everyone was in the depths of the sea of ​​blood, and there was no sense of suffocation, just like Yan Chuan. A small space was reserved for everyone, so that Zhao Afang and others stayed here.

The sea of ​​blood is overwhelming, surrounding the entire world tree. Many mountains around are flooded.

The scene before me is like the world tree rooted in a vast ocean.

Blood waves are constantly rolling around the World Tree. On a big wave, Yan Chuan treads the waves and looks at the 100,000 strong people in all directions.

"Yan Chuan, let me ask you, are you going to move the World Tree?" Meigao Grottoes, as a saint, led the crowd to speak.

"Humph!" Yan Chuan snorted coldly, and hit the saint with a palm of his hand.

Yan Chuan's emotions are extremely restless at this moment, and the death of Emperor Bai, in Yan Chuan's heart, suffocates a surge of anger.

What are the faces of these people? Yan Chuan naturally knows that if he can't eat grapes, it's just sour.

Now in the mood, how can I be in the mood to fight for the cheap?

Who dares to stop and kill!

Without hesitation, he slapped the saint with one palm.

The saint was also confused by Yan Chuan's palm. Why did Yan Chuan make a move when he didn't agree with him?

"Bold fanatics!"

"Presumptuous!"

"Dare to do something with the saint?"

"The World Tree will not be good if it falls into his hands!"

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All around, countless cultivators roared.

"Boom!"

The sage leaned out a palm, and suddenly collided with Yan Chuan's palm.

A **** palmprint and a white palmprint collided with a lot of shocks in the sky.

"Shoot!" Tianjizi called.

The one hundred thousand repairers did not hesitate to take out their magic weapons and weapons, and wave them towards Yan Chuan together.

In a stalemate with the sage, how does Yan Chuan take to meet the enemy?

"Roar!"

Yan Chuan roared.

The entire sea of ​​blood suddenly soared.

In the sea of ​​blood, millions of huge **** handprints suddenly soared into the sky.

The Million Blood Handprints rushed away to meet the hundred thousand repairers.

"What?" Tianjizi's face changed.

The old evil demon was slightly surprised.

As for the Gong Yangzi, suddenly, there was a feeling that it was difficult to ride a tiger. Previously, because of impulsive impulse, he shouldn't have come, and he shouldn't have come.

One million blood handprints were printed, and one hundred thousand repairers suddenly became confused.

"Boom!"

There was a huge collision in the void, and countless magic weapons that attacked Yan Chuan were repulsed and returned.

The cultivator who was lower than the ancient immortal was beaten out of the game in an instant, flying up into the sky, vomiting blood and fleeing from a serious injury.

One hundred thousand repairers, most of them were cleared in an instant, leaving only a few thousand in the air.

In the sea of ​​blood, one by one, the blood gods rushed to the sky, heading straight for the thousands of people.

"Boom!"

The blood **** son's desperate style immediately entangled with thousands of people, leaving only a group of ancestors, who are still fighting against Yan Chuan at this moment.

Yan Chuan's eyes stared.

"Boom!"

Faced with the saint and burst open in a sudden.

Flick the sleeves.

Three long swords were suddenly erected over the sea of ​​blood.

The three swords of God, Jade Emperor and Taidi. The fierce sword aura was forced to come.

Tianjizi, Gongyangzi, Sage, Hundred Evil Old Demons, and Ten Great Ancestors surround Yan Chuan in the center.