Overriding the Heaven Chapter 2289: Bing Clan Letters

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It's like breaking through a wall.

With a bang, there was a roar in the air, and Chu Yan's body fell straight down.

The violent friction ignited raging flames all around, and at a glance, it looked like a meteorite fell.

Chu Yan let out a long scream, his blood-colored wings spread out on his back.

In an instant, the flame stretched for thousands of miles.

The wings flapped, and the surrounding flames immediately raged into the sky, and the void was burnt and twisted.

The falling power was immediately stopped by Chu Yan.

Hovering in the air, Chu Yan looked around.

The sky is high and the earth is wide, as if you are in the ruins of a fortress, the sky is full of yellow sand, the setting sun is like blood, and there is a desolate and reckless atmosphere everywhere.

As far as I can see, there are broken walls everywhere, crumbling, or directly collapsed, some are still intact, some are just beams, the marks of knives and axes are everywhere, and the black blood is everywhere. visible.

This city seems to be too big.

Chu Yan hovered in the air, feeling like a drop in the ocean, terribly small, and could never reach the end.

But vaguely, whether it is in the distance, the sky above the sky and the ground under the feet, there seem to be barriers, and there is a terrifying oppression everywhere.

Being here, if it is not a monk with great perseverance and great spirit, I am afraid that he will be directly crushed into a madman and a fool by the omnipresent momentum here.

Although it looks like it has been abandoned now, Chu Yan did not take it lightly, let alone act rashly.

This is the trial of entering the ancient country's sect. This is the ridiculous black and white building that makes the true fairyland monks frighten by the wind. Even just the wind that blows may cause a true fairyland monk to separate flesh and blood, and become a thorny bone. If you underestimate the enemy Careless, it will inevitably suffer a big loss, and even die directly.

Chu Yan directly opened the way of wisdom, and divine consciousness surged out like a tide.

Chu Yan never let go of every fragment of brick and tile, even every grain of yellow sand.

Just as he was concentrating on exploring the surroundings, suddenly, the void behind him suddenly twisted.

A jet-black spear, with a deep chill, came out of nowhere, like lightning, stabbing hard behind him.

Huh!

The spear penetrated Chu Yan's body.

But Chu Yan's body immediately turned into an afterimage, and was torn into pieces by the force of the spear.

The next moment, Chu Yan's figure reappeared.

What was pierced just now was just a ghost left after he escaped into the void.

Raising his hand, five fingers shined with sharp golden light, and one grabbed the spear.

The gathering power of the stars, like the galaxy exploded, with a bang, blasting the spear to pieces.

In the broken spear, billowing black air suddenly gushed out, like beacon fire and wolf smoke, with the breath of blood and fire, and the cry of fighting rose to the sky.

A weird figure, half man and half beast, two stories high, immediately appeared in the air.

This figure is like a monster with blood and silt flowing all over its body. Its head is a hideous wolf's head, but its torso is human, its hands are wolf claws, and its feet are sheep's hooves.

As soon as he appeared at this time, there was a sudden gust of demon wind, and evil spirits rose to the sky.

The surrounding void is constantly distorting, and there are horrible faces emerging, shouting loudly at Chu Yan, the voice is sharp, enough to tear a person's eardrums in an instant.

"A dead soul condensed from devilish energy and resentment." Chu Yan swept his eyes and recognized the essence of this weird human form.

Chu Yan has also encountered similar dead souls before.

It's just that the dead souls he encountered at the time were too weak, and even he only needed a blow from his blood to disperse directly.

But the dead soul in front of me is unusual.

It is formed by the blood and resentment after the fall of the great sage of the monster race and the true immortal. It is extremely powerful, and even condensed a body. It is extremely powerful, domineering, and ordinary true fairyland. It will not be him. Opponent.

The dead soul roared, and in an instant, rounds of black scorching sun appeared all around, one after another, like a long river, pouring down towards Chu Yan.

Chu Yan's hands and sword pointed, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Two Swords!"

A silver light gleamed between the eyebrows.

At first, it was just a thread as thin as a hair. In a flash, it was like a sharp cutting yin and yang, shredding and burning all the black sun.

Boom, boom!

The flames burned the heavens, and countless voids were melted, disintegrated, and continued to collapse.

Chu Yan's figure is like a meteor, oppressing the void, shattering the universe, and coming to the dead soul.

The black soul has no face.

Its head is like a wriggle of black mud, and the roar of fierce beasts erupts continuously, which is extremely shocking.

Seeing Chu Yan rushing forward, the body of the dead soul stretched suddenly.

Its body, split from the middle, reveals densely packed fangs and sharp teeth, like a big mouth and a black hole, swallowing towards Chu Yan.

"Looking for death!"

Chu Yan let out a fist with a cold.

This punch, like a dragon, like a tiger, like a beast rushing, like a volcanic eruption, provokes the force of the sky and the earth.

A piece of sky was hit and collapsed.

There was no space around, and countless cracks continued to spread.

Boom!

The body of the dead soul was immediately smashed and gushing everywhere like muddy water.

A book flew out of the body of the blasted dead soul.

Chu Yan stretched out his hand and took the shot in the air.

When I started with the booklet, I suddenly felt cold.

Said it is a book, but it is actually a bamboo slip.

Chu Yan opened the bamboo slip and suddenly saw that it was filled with obscure text.

However, Chu Yan happened to have read these words when he was reading the books before, and he knew that this was a rare race—the words handed down from the Polar Yuebing tribe.

The tribe of the Polar Ice Clan, each generation is born with a racial-specific bloodline in their bloodlines, and they have an extremely cold natural physique. They are cultivators and also belong to the human race.

Obviously, this booklet is the relic of a member of the Polar Ice Clan who resisted the Yao Clan back then.

This relic is not only a record of magical powers, but also a powerful magic weapon.

After the people of this tribe fell, the blood and grievances condensed here, attached to this powerful magic weapon, and turned into tangible souls.

Chu Yan's eyes swept away, and the twisted and twisted words on the slips, like the scriptures of the heavens, became incomparably common with the blessing of the way of wisdom.

Soon, Chu Yan knew the magical powers recorded on the slips.

Mentioned the content silently in his heart, Chu Yan raised his hand, and suddenly the sky broke open. An inverted iceberg fell from the sky, pierced the ground directly, and pierced in.

Cracking!

The land of tens of thousands of miles was instantly frozen, and then burst open.

A series of red or black tornado hurricanes soared into the sky, roaring loudly and exuding a strong monster air.

On these tornadoes, a grinning face was condensed, and Chu Yan's blood-red eyes stared at Chu Yan, as if he was going to peel and tear him away.