Overriding the Heaven Chapter 968: Patriarch’s Spiritual Mind
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Chapter 960: The Spiritual Sense of the Patriarch
"I'm so annoying." Chu Yan frowned and stepped forward.
Five fingers spread out and grab forward.
Shit!
The roiling blood was torn to pieces at once.
Scratch again, pull again.
The long whip had been taken into his hand by him, and it was directly torn into several pieces.
Without waiting for the old white beard to react, Chu Yan slapped it out.
Boom!
The old man's look of astonishment solidified on his face.
The next moment, his cheeks were sunken and deformed, and his body was like a meteor. He flew out with a ding sound, and instantly turned into a light spot on the horizon.
At this time, Qingqiumen and the rest of the elders had just landed, and the tail sound of the long howling was still echoing in the air.
The air freezes instantly.
The atmosphere became awkward.
The elder in Tian's state of mind was slapped away by Chu Yan.
Although Qingqiu Gate is civilized with alchemy and drug making.
But it doesn't mean that their monks' combat effectiveness is very weak.
After all, the realm is there.
A heavenly state of mind is standing there, even if there are any magical powers, spells, or even martial arts.
But just the aura and divine consciousness are enough to easily crush the Earth Realm.
But now, Chu Yan, who was only a few feet away from the crowd, was shaking his palms with an impatient expression on his face.
Looking at his appearance, he was a little irritable, and there was one more point—still not enough.
Suddenly, Qingqiumen was in charge of the elders, feeling scalp numb, and chrysanthemum muscles became tight.
The guy in front of me seems to be much stronger than I thought.
More importantly, Chu Yan's just shot completely subverted their view of the world.
But this is the enemy who has come to the door after all.
As one of the four schools of the Middle Tang Jiang Kingdom, Qingqiu Sect, naturally it was impossible to get caught.
"Who are you? Why did you come to invade Qingqiu Sect." Qingqiu Sect took a deep breath, recovered, his eyes burning, staring at Chu Yan.
"Offensive? You--also worthy?" Chu Yan glanced at each other sideways, and a sneer came from between his teeth.
The group of people at Qingqiumen suddenly got angry at the roots of their teeth, clenched their fists, and a strong spirit surged wildly.
But because of lessons learned, at this time, they didn't take the lead.
Chu Yan turned around, walked back, grabbed Wang Lu's head with one hand, and lifted him up.
"This person is a disciple of your Qingqiu Sect.
He coveted my unicorn cub and wanted to kill people and win treasures. "
Looking at the Qingqiu Sect in charge, Chu Yan said lightly.
Hearing the words Qilin Cub, everyone at Qingqiumen raised their eyebrows together.
If it is for this reason, there might be a disciple in the school who has done this kind of thing for a while.
"Did you break my Qingqiumen Mountain Gate because of this?" After a moment of hesitation, Qingqiumen gritted his teeth and said.
The tone was full of anger and dissatisfaction.
The people are already in your hands, and it seems that there is another elder who has suffered in your hands.
My Qingqiu Sect is a big deal and I will pay you some compensation.
But now you are ruining my guardian formation and ruining my thousand-year foundation.
For the destruction you do, three or five unicorn cubs are enough!
"Do you mean that is not enough?" Chu Yan sneered and glanced at the other party, "That's right, I think so too.
If you disrespect the superiors, die! "
After speaking, Chu Yan tried his five fingers hard without waiting for the Qingqiumen to respond.
Boom!
Suddenly, Wang Lu's head was crushed like a juicy tomato.
The flesh and brain, mixed into a thick mass, exploded in Chu Yan's palm.
Wang Lu's body twitched abruptly, and there was no sound anymore.
"You!" Qingqiumen was in charge, his eyes widened, and his beard became angry, revealing endless killing intent.
The other elders are also frowning at this moment, and they are full of anger, shouting again and again.
"Take charge, don't let him go!"
"When did my Qingqiu Sect be so humiliated!"
"Qingqiumen's thousand-year foundation, how can people be trampled on like this!"
"Oath to coexist and die with Qingqiumen!"
"Up and down the sect, work together!"
"Kill him!"
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
"It would be better for jade to be broken than for tiles!"
With this roar, there is a buzzing roar among the mountains of Qingqiumen.
After a while, the spirit boats rose into the sky.
Every spirit boat reveals a sharp edge.
In an instant, as if above the sky, there are hundreds or thousands of huge sharp blades!
These spirit boats form a huge killing array at this moment.
This is a sign that Qingqiu Sect wants to be immortal with the enemy!
One sect, unanimously against the enemy.
At this moment, the terrifying killing intent has almost formed its essence and penetrated the sky.
Don't say it is an ordinary person, even a monk with a heavenly state of mind at this moment will have a psychological breakdown in the face of this kind of pressure.
Chu Yan stood there with a sneer: "Well, the voice is quite loud, what about this one?"
After finishing speaking, he stomped his feet.
Boom!
The ground cracked like tofu.
The huge crack is not bottomless, extending from the foot of Chu Yan to the front of the mountain gate of Qingqiumen.
At this moment, it was like a giant beast, opening its huge mouth, trying to swallow everything.
The mountain gate trembled violently.
The cracks spread from bottom to top like bamboo shoots after a rain.
After a while, in front of all the gatekeepers of Qingqiumen, the hundred-foot-high Qingqiumen Mountain Gate collapsed suddenly.
Rumble rumbling--
The loud noise, like a billowing thunder, like a torrent.
The Qingqiu gate is in charge, and the elders are dumbfounded, their faces pale.
Thousands of spirit boats are silent.
The destruction of the mountain protection formation is like being provoked by people in public. At this moment, the destruction of the mountain gate is equivalent to being stabbed in the body.
"Broken memorial archway, it looks really unpleasant. I helped you demolish it, don't thank me." Chu Yan sneered.
This sound, like a crisp slap, struck the faces of the Qingqiumen elders at the scene.
The complexion of their faces suddenly changed from white to red.
The anger is like a volcanic eruption, which can no longer be controlled.
"Kill you!"
"Today I have you but not me!"
"Qingqiu Sect will never be humiliated for nothing!"
The flame of anger is about to drown Chu Yan in an instant.
At this moment, even in the face of the anger of an entire sect, Chu Yan's expression remained unchanged.
However, in the eyes, there was snow in the sky.
"A group of ants, dare to speak to me loudly?"
When you make a fist, you must shoot.
But at this moment, the ground shook suddenly.
In the next moment, an unprecedented powerful spirit penetrated, and everyone present felt it immediately.
"This is..."
Qingqiumen took charge and the elders were taken aback.
"Look there!"
Don't know who shouted, everyone turned around.
Suddenly, everyone was in an uproar.
The behemoth-like mountain peak of Qingqiumen unexpectedly gushed out a thick white smoke as a whole.
At this moment, as the billowing white smoke continues to condense and squirm, that powerful divine mind continues to spread toward the surrounding void and look in its eyes.
The divine mind is full of anger, and almost burns the brains of the people who feel it.
The spirit of the sky, thoroughly, at this moment, showing a peerless style.
Chu Yan raised his head and looked at the white smoke that reached a height of ten thousand meters.
Almost at the same time, Qingqiumen slammed his hand and knelt down in front of the mountain, with a panic and shock on his face: "Patriarch, Patriarch, divine mind!"