The Emperor of the Immortal Realm Chapter 51: The power of Yan Chuan
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Qinglian took root and pierced into Zuo Chunqiu's head.
"Huh!"
In an instant, the billowing cyan energy surged to Zuo Chunqiu.
The void surrounding Zuo Chunqiu was trembling intensely, and a wave of power made Zuo Chunqiu feel unprecedentedly powerful.
"Roar!"
Zuo Chunqiu let out a loud roar, a huge roar, and gusts of wind blasted out.
"Zuo Chunqiu?" The zombie Yan Chuan's face sank.
He didn't stop Zuo Chunqiu, but rushed directly to another saint. The saint's face changed, and he wanted to avoid it.
"Stop!" Zuo Chunqiu shouted, trying to stop Yan Chuan.
Yan Chuan naturally understands the urgency at this moment. Pounced on the saint without hesitation.
"Asshole!"
The saint and Zuo Chunqiu, one after the other, blatantly attacked Yan Chuan, especially Zuo Chunqiu behind him. At this moment, his strength soared, and his power was as much as the previous one.
Yan Chuan quickly guarded the four burial copper coffins behind him.
"Boom!"
Zuo Chunqiu slapped the buried copper coffin open with a palm, reducing his remaining power by 30%, but still fiercely patted Yan Chuan on the back.
The saint also slapped Yan Chuan on the chest.
"Boom!"
On Yan Chuan's back, countless star points exploded, and finally the universe in his palm blocked 30% of the force. In the end, 40% of the power slapped on the back of the zombie Yan Chuan, and Yan Chuan trembled suddenly.
The zombie Yan Chuan was unobstructed, and his claws caught the saint violently.
"Roar!"
Without hesitation, the zombie Yan Chuan gobbled up again.
"Let go of him!" Zuo Chunqiu's expression changed.
However, the suction in Yan Chuan's mouth was too strong, and instantly, he sucked the saint into his abdomen.
Next, the zombie Yan Chuan soared into the sky, straight to the starry sky.
"Huh!"
The green lotus on Zuo Chunqiu's head was instantly above the stars.
"This saint is all the essence of good fortune. It is really ruined to make your clone!" the zombie Yan Chuan sneered.
"Spoil it? Spoil it and you still eat it?" Zuo Chunqiu said a little depressed.
Zombie Yan Chuan looked at Qinglian above Zuo Chunqiu's head.
"Lian Shen, how many times is this already?" the zombie Yan Chuan said solemnly.
"Yan Chuan, your growth is really fast!" The voice of God Lian came from the green lotus.
"Lian Shen? Do you know Yan Chuan?" Zuo Chunqiu frowned in surprise.
Yan Chuan stared at Qinglian and said: "Is it instilling power again? How many times has it been? Isn't it troublesome? How about instilling power? Now Zuo Chunqiu's strength is the 12th Heaven of Ancestor!" /
"What is ‘just’? Humph, Yan Chuan, the eleventh heaven just now has already made you embarrassed, and now my twelfth heavenly strength, you will definitely die!" Zuo Chunqiu said coldly.
"No!" Lian Shen's voice suddenly came.
"Huh?" Zuo Chunqiu asked in confusion.
"You don't know Yan Chuan. I have contacted him more than once. His current attitude has explained everything. He Yan Chuan has a back hand, a back hand that can completely suppress you!" Lian Shen said in a deep voice. Tao.
"What? Impossible, what else does he have? I mobilize the power of heaven and earth, and with your help from the Lotus God, my power has reached the twelfth heaven, and Yan Chuan is only the seventh heaven. , Seventh Heaven!" Zuo Chunqiu still did not believe.
"It is the seventh heaven, but when I am on the seventh heaven, I can also kill you!" Lian Shen's voice came again.
Next, seeing more and more green vines on Qinglian, he quickly wrapped Zuo Chunqiu's head.
"Lian Shen, what are you doing? No, no!" Zuo Chunqiu grabbed Qing Lian on his head in horror.
When you reach Qinglian, everything is too late. Zuo Chunqiu's eyes suddenly became dull.
Then, the double pupils quickly merged into one, and their eyes instantly became extremely sharp.
"Lian Shen? You took over Zuo Chunqiu's body again?" Yan Chuan said coldly.
"Yes, now it's you and me again, Yan Chuan!" Lian Shen smiled lightly--
Yang Jian.
Wu Tian faced this group of explosive beasts depressed.
The power of the explosion is not fatal, but it is too difficult. As long as it is deliberately avoided, no saint will not be killed. However, the hatred is that a group of explosive beasts only stares at Wu Tian's body.
The speed of Explosion King Beast is faster than Wu Tian's speed. For a time, with constant explosions and constant battles, no one can do anything about it.
In this way, there was a stalemate for nearly two days.
"Leave me alone, go to five, first level Xianyang before talking!" Wu Tian shouted.
The saints can only reluctantly separate again.
Four saints are enough to block a crowd of explosive beasts.
The five saints headed straight for Xianyang.
I was about to take a shot at Xianyang.
Above the sea of air luck, Yan Chuan's idol suddenly moved, and gradually turned into a huge golden dragon of air luck with eighteen claws.
"What?" The faces of the saints changed.
"Ang!" The Qi Luck Jinlong roared loudly.
Under the roar, all the people in the nine territories of Yangjian Dazhen looked up at the sky.
"The people of Dazhen, the people of the world have heard the order, and the promotion of Dazhen is imminent. I need you and other powers to raise your right hand to help me defeat foreign enemies, help Dazhen, and advance to the heaven!" Eighteen Claws Qiyun Jinlong said Drink up.
"Boom!"
The sound transmission reaches the world. No hundreds of people were surprised.
"The voice of the Holy King?"
"Promoted to Heaven?"
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Suddenly, no hundreds of people raised their hands quickly.
Dazhen, the nine territories of Yangjian, although the number is not as large as that of Underworld, after all, they have been operating for a longer time, and their recognition is higher than that of Underworld. For a time, more power than underworld will gather towards the sea of luck.
"Boom!"
Countless golden lights across time and space generally converge towards the golden dragon of luck.
"Yan Chuan is back?" The faces of the saints sank.
Look to the west together.
But I saw that in the far west, a black spot was coming at an extremely fast speed.
"Boom!"
In just an instant, the black spot had reached Xianyang. A strong wind blows, all saints are a meal.
"Yan Chuan?" Wu Tian said with a gloomy expression.
"Wu Tian, I was about to find you, but you delivered it yourself? Hahahaha!" Yan Chuan laughed.
"Ang!"
The Golden Dragon of Eighteen Claws Qi Luck, dragging endless power, came straight to Yan Chuan.
"Boom!"
Yan Chuan and the Golden Dragon of Eighteen Claws Qi Luck instantly merged into one. Billowing power swells the void.
"Yan Chuan, I fulfilled my promise!" Blast King Beast shouted.
"Blast King Beast, thank you very much this time!" Yan Chuan laughed.
"Well, do you want me to help?" Blast King Beast cried.
"No, look at Wu Tian for me, don't let him run away! Other people, it is enough to have me!" Yan Chuan solemnly said.
"Joke!" Wu Tian's body suddenly exclaimed.
I don't know whether to comfort myself or mock Yan Chuan.
Yan Chuan means, alone, fighting the nine saints alone? Are you kidding me? who do you think You Are?
At the beginning, the Twelfth Heaven of the Ancestor of Tongtian dared to face the Nine Saints of Yangjian, but what is your cultivation base? Ancestor Nine Heavens?
However, Yan Chuan said so grandiosely, which caused Wu Tian to worry for a while.
"Do you think you are Tongtian?" Wu Tian tentatively asked again.
"I am not the sky, but this is my home court, and you, among the nine sages of the sun, are only the bottom, and they are even the bottom!" Yan Chuan sneered.
"A sea of blood!"
"Boom!"
There is a sea of blood in all directions in Xianyang.
Above the ocean of blood, Yan Chuan is walking on the huge waves with a head of blood. The explorer threw three long swords in his hands.
Behind him is a giant tree that reaches the sky and the earth, soaring above the sky. On the top of the giant tree, the sky is full of stars revolving.
The giant tree seems to be able to draw the power of the sky full of stars, and the rolling force is drawn into the sea of blood, and the area of the sea of blood has skyrocketed again, and in an instant, it surrounded all the saints.
"Don't believe him, shoot!" Wu Tian's body shouted from a distance.
"Good!"
The nine great saints immediately rushed towards Yan Chuan.
"Emperor Tai, Emperor Jade, God!" Yan Chuan shouted loudly.
"Boom!"
The three long swords flew to a saint instantly, and suddenly stood in three directions to surround the saint.
"Broken!"
The saint slapped him away.
But the three swords form a formation, which is impossible to break open with one palm.
"Shoo!"
Yan Chuan rushed away.
"Just so?" Yan Chuan appeared behind the saint instantly.
"What?" The saint's face changed.
Yan Chuan was also extremely fast, and quickly hugged the saint's head with both hands.
Twisted sharply.
"Boom!"
The saint's head turned abruptly, and his body instantly softened.
"What?" the saints around exclaimed.
Almost at the same time, they attacked the Three Emperor Swords together.
"Boom!"
The sea of blood package and the Three Emperor Swords are already different from the past, even if the eight saints shot at the same time, they could not break open.
Yan Chuan explored his hand and put the saint into the burial copper coffin.
In the sky.
Blast King Beast looked at Yan Chuan blankly. This, this is over?
Wu Tian was suddenly excited.
"Hurry, hurry, destroy the sea of blood, and once the sea of blood is destroyed, Yan Chuan can't take advantage of it. Yan Chuan is now taking advantage of the power of the world, the power of supernatural powers, and the power of stars. Hurry, destroy Sea of blood!" Wu Tian yelled in surprise.
The face of the eight saints changed.
"Broken!"
Almost at the same time, he slammed down at the sea of blood.
"Wow!"
The sea of blood set off a huge wave, but after all, it is not as easy to burst as it used to be.
"How is it possible?" Wu Tian exclaimed.
Remember that when Gong Yangzi and Tianjizi almost broke the sea of blood, now the eight saints can't break it? why?
"Some things, if you lose them, you won't come back again! If you miss them, you will never have a chance!" Yan Chuan said coldly.
The Three Emperors Sword quickly moved towards another saint.
"Too, Yu, Shang!"
"Boom!"
Another saint was shrouded in it.
As soon as you enter the Three Emperors Sword Formation, you are completely in Yan Chuan's world.
"No!"
"No, it's useless, you're just Wu Tian clone! Broken!" Yan Chuan grabbed Yu Xi with one hand and slammed it on his head.
Another saint was solved instantly and sent to the burial copper coffin.
Yan Chuan and the Three Emperors Sword, culled the third saint.
In the sky.
Wu Tian was at a loss: "This must not be true! Not true!"
The Bomb King Beast also looked at Yan Chuan in amazement. Obviously, he didn't expect Yan Chuan to change tai like this under his full strength!
The most exciting thing is that the officials and the people of Dazhen.
Originally, seeing ten saints coming, many people were desperate.
But now I suddenly found out, how come these ten saints look like chickens in front of the saint king?
"Long live the holy king, long live Dazhen!" Cheers came from the city of Xianyang.