Emperor Yutianwu

The ancients are trembling, the purple bamboo forest is shaking! Why? For Chu Yan!

Chu Yan stood still, proudly, and looked directly at the ancients in the purple bamboo! If you want to see, then today, I will let you see! Let you see how big my heart is!

The ancients laughed, and his smile was a little excited, and even a little sad: "Okay! Okay! I have seen you in my eyes. You were born in the mortal world, but your heart is an endless sky!"

The ancients' consciousness descended, and he deeply felt Chu Yan's heart. His heart was endless, containing billions of stars, and he could pick the bright moon and embrace the stars!

Such a sky is too small? The real sky is no more than this, right?

"Little kid, I'm very curious. How did you spy on the endless sky when you were born in this tiny land? You are just a mortal, and you haven't gotten rid of the secular world yet. How can you break the way of the great sky?" The ancient man was a little surprised, even excited. He was an ancestor in the mortal world. He left this purple bamboo forest formation for future generations. What he expected was that someone would climb to the top of the forty-nine rows of purple bamboo forests one day, take his secret method of the heavenly way, and inherit his mantle.

But today, the sky in Chu Yan's heart is even broader than his.

"My mother once said! My heart is like an eye. If I look at the mortal world, how can I be crowned king! So, my eyes want to see through this endless sky! My heart can create this endless land!" Chu Yan said that in the past, in Qintian Pavilion, he found that the seagulls in Qintian Pavilion could practice and spy on billions of stars, but he stopped in the mortal world. At that time, he knew that his eyes should be wider and his heart should be endless.

As for why he said that his obsession could create the world, it was only because in the secret house of the mirror old man, he had waved his hand to create wind and clouds, and the world was endless.

"Good! Good! It's you, old man, I have seen you. You can cut this purple bamboo!" The ancient man's words were full of excitement, and they resounded throughout the Tiandao Sect: "I'll wait for you at the top of the purple bamboo forest array! See you one day!"

Everyone was shocked. The ancient man said that he would wait for Chu Yan at the top of the purple bamboo forest array! Chu Yan was recognized by the ancient man.

Bang! The fourth purple bamboo in the fifth row was broken! Chu Yan broke the record again.

The people of the Tiandao Sect and the three sects were all shocked at this time. They were shocked by Chu Yan's strength.

Who said that Juechen could not enter the fifth row? Chu Yan did it today, and his strength surpassed too many people.

"Puff!" At this time, Zitong vomited blood, and finally failed to break the fourth purple bamboo in the fifth row. He was shaken away by a repulsive force and vomited blood continuously.

Chu Yan and Luan Zhiyi were the only ones left in the Purple Bamboo Forest. Luan Zhiyi was also shocked by the momentum Chu Yan had just created, and his eyes narrowed.

He was a genius of his generation, the leader of the last Shengtai Monument, and was named a demon that appeared once in a hundred years in the Ten Thousand Sects, and was valued by the Blood Destruction Valley.

He once thought that no one in the Ten Thousand Sects could threaten him, he was a genius, but today, he was finally moved. Because he found that the boy he looked down upon in the past was approaching him step by step, trying to catch up with him.

He had said that he would see him at the feast three years later, and when the time came, he would tell the world how fragile a genius like Chu Yan, who was only brilliant for a short time, was.

"You are the only one left!" Chu Yan met Luan Zhiyi's gaze. In today's battle, he fought for the honor of the Tiandao Sect!

"I don't believe you can catch up with me!"

Luan Zhiyi took a deep breath and continued to break the bamboo. He had reached the fourth purple bamboo in the sixth row tonight! This is also a record. A five-year disciple broke the fourth purple bamboo in the sixth row!

But before he stopped, Luan Zhiyi waved his hand and broke two more purple bamboos! All six purple bamboos in the sixth row were broken, and he looked at the seventh row!

Luan Zhiyi, he reached the seventh row! A generation of genius, he did it. Although Mu Bai, Cheng Feng, Chen Han, and Zi Qingyun had all reached the seventh row, the meaning was different. Cheng Feng and the other two were eighth-year disciples, and they were at the fifth level of the King. Mu Bai was a seventh-year disciple, and he was at the fourth level of the King. They were all Luan Zhiyi's senior brothers, but Luan Zhiyi was a five-year disciple and entered the King level in one year.

Chu Yan broke the fourth bamboo in the fifth row, and the fifth bamboo was naturally much easier. He waved his hand and also came to the sixth row.

The sixth row was a different world. The test of the six purple bamboos here was extremely profound. Although they were also at the King level, their minds were indeed quite different.

"The sixth row, if you don't take it seriously, you may be attacked by the formation!" Mu Bai said with some worry. He was in the seventh row above the sixth row before, and was attacked by the bamboo forest and almost destroyed.

"Brother Chu Yan can do it, he won't lose!" Su Muyan clenched her hands, and her almond eyes were slightly red. She could feel that Chu Yan was bearing a force, a very strong force!

Facing the sixth row of purple bamboo, Chu Yan closed his eyes again, but this time he didn't close his eyes for too long, and his eyes became bright.

"It's still a test for the king. Although I haven't become a king, my mind is already incomparable to that of an ordinary king!" Chu Yan stood up, and he cut down with one hand, and all six purple bamboos were broken. With one palm, six purple bamboos were broken.

Chu Yan came to the seventh row, and Luan Zhiyi was also in this row. He looked at Chu Yan and was shocked.

"There are only two of them left, both challenging the seventh row. Is this... a contest between the first place in Shengtai last year and the first place in Shengtai this year?"

"I don't know who will win, but Luan Zhiyi is the real king. It is said that his soul is a third-grade soul, and it is an extremely superior third-grade soul. Chu Yan didn't enter the king level, it's difficult."

"Don't talk nonsense, didn't you hear Chu Yan say that the purple bamboo forest array tests one's character, and has nothing to do with one's realm! Even if one is in the Juechen realm, one can still enter the fifth row!" Someone else interrupted.

"Yes, yes!" Everyone nodded, but they still had doubts.

Chu Yan and Luan Zhiyi seemed to be on the same page, and both of them attacked together, breaking the purple bamboos one after another.

Looking at that speed, everyone was amazed. The seventh row might not be able to stop the two.

Seventh row, all seven bamboos were broken!

In front of the eighth row, many people were trembling. That was the record of Cheng Feng and his three companions! As long as the two broke the four purple bamboos in the eighth row, they could break Cheng Feng's record.

"The eighth row, if you take a step, your mind will be destroyed. Do you dare to enter?" The words of the ancients resounded in the hearts of the two people. They were both shocked. If this row was tragic, how tragic would it be?

But at this time, Chu Yan smiled: "I have great ambitions, how can you destroy me?"

Bang! The first purple bamboo in the eighth row was broken! Chu Yan is one step ahead!

Luan Zhiyi clenched his fists. He didn't look very good. The eighth row made him feel a little dangerous, but today, he couldn't lose. Chu Yan was for the honor of Tiandao Sect, and he had his own honor.

Bang! Luan Zhiyi entered the eighth row!

The two of them were unstoppable. Three hours later, the eight purple bamboos in the eighth row were all broken.

Both of them broke the record of Cheng Feng and the other two and crossed the realm limit.

Mu Bai laughed bitterly in the distance: "Junior brother is amazing. He broke my sect record again."

"Brother Mu Bai, what is the limit record of my sect's king disciple?"

"The ninth row, the ninth bamboo! Nine is the extreme number, and double nine is even more extreme. It cannot be broken unless it reaches the emperor level!" Mu Bai sighed. This was his original concept, but today, seeing Chu Yan breaking through all the way, he had some doubts. In the tenth row, can it really not be broken unless it reaches the emperor level?

In the ninth row, both of them paused. Here, Chu Yan felt a huge pressure shrouding him, as if he wanted to crush him. It was extremely difficult for him to stand firm.

Like Luan Zhiyi, both of them were in a bad state. Their faces flushed and their blood was boiling. But Luan Zhiyi snorted coldly, and his hands gathered, as if a thousand feet of vitality light descended on him. He took this step and broke it with one palm!

The ninth row, the first purple bamboo! Luan Zhiyi, broken!

This is definitely a wonderful record. The disciples of the four sects were silent at this time. Their attention was all focused on the purple bamboo forest formation, this magnificent battle.

"Chu Yan seems to be stuck!" Everyone groaned, and Chu Yan did not move in this row.

Chu Yan sat cross-legged there, and suddenly there was a golden light flashing above his head. It was dark gold. Everyone was shocked. The golden light emerged. Was it to forge a life soul?

"It's dark gold, Chu Yan, is it going to break through? A third-grade life soul?"

The dark gold light became more and more extreme, and it was even dazzling in the end. Chengjiang clenched his fist below. He was unhappy. He originally condensed a third-grade life soul and was expected by the Emperor Yun Sect. But tonight, Chu Yan also forged a dark gold life soul?

Chu Yan entered a subtle state. He could feel that his nine-star life body was humming, one of which was about to rush into the sky. His creativity was constantly surging, wanting to create this world.

"This ninth row, must be broken by the power of the soul? You are forcing me to forcibly condense the soul?" Chu Yan looked at the abnormality in his dantian. His creativity reached a terrifying level. He could now create souls at will, but he was a little unwilling.

He was not satisfied with the third-grade soul!

"Purple gold! It became purple gold! King-grade soul!" In an instant, someone else exclaimed. The golden light on Chu Yan's head turned purple gold. The first soul was a fourth-grade purple gold soul, king-grade. What kind of monster is this?

Mo Tu was also excited. This was definitely a sensational event.

"The first soul cast a fourth-grade soul, only the descendants of the three valleys in the past? And the ancestors helped to cast it. But today, he created a purple gold soul by his own strength." Mo Tu couldn't suppress the excitement in his heart and looked at the elder of the Diyun Sect next to him: "Chengjiang third-grade soul, are you proud?"

The elder of the Diyun Sect vomited blood. Isn't the third-grade soul worth being proud of? How many years does it take for a sect to produce one? But compared with Chu Yan today, it is indeed not worth being proud of.

"Master, what do you think is going on?" Mu Bai suddenly frowned and shouted in a hurried voice.

Mo Tu's face changed. The golden light above Chu Yan's head actually had cracks? Soul, broken?

The elder of the Diyun Sect was ecstatic. If the soul was broken, it would prove that this person would never be able to enter the king realm!

However, no one knew Chu Yan's true state at this time. He closed his eyes tightly, and in his dantian, he actually burst out with all his strength, bombarding the soul.

"Fourth grade, I am not reconciled! Then, I will break you." Chu Yan roared, the Yuan Qi bombardment, is the fourth grade soul really broken?

It was just that Chu Yan was not satisfied, so he would destroy it and recast it!