Emperor Yutianwu

Ancient Emperor Jialan, die!

Killed with one sword.

Unlike the world of creation.

There is no wailing of the Great Dao or blood rain here.

Only the death of the Great Dao slave will affect the world of that world. The death of the real world practitioners will not cause so-called anomalies.

In the distance, there are many God Emperors of the Hunting Saint Hall. Seeing this scene, their pupils shrank violently and they all felt a touch of fear.

"This..."

"How is it possible?"

"He killed the Ancient Emperor Jialan?"

"Damn, what was the power that burst out just now? It seems to have broken the Great Dao confinement."

At this moment, countless people in the real world were panicked. The killing of an ancient emperor is not a trivial matter anywhere.

At this time, Chu Yan's eyes were still red, and the killing thoughts continued to erode his consciousness.

This feeling made him smell a familiar smell.

Such a scene had appeared in the galaxy, in the sea of ​​stars, and even in the heaven.

The strength suddenly increased, the realm became blurred, and everything was defeated.

But later, he always thought that it was because of the true blood of the heavens that made him stronger and more irritable.

There was only one stage that puzzled him.

After he forged his true body, he also had true blood, but it did not reach any degree of explosion, including the fact that he later took the true blood of the heavens, which actually became ineffective.

But until today, he understood the real reason.

His imbalance back then was not due to the true blood of the heavens.

Maybe it was related to the true blood of the heavens, but it was definitely not the real source of this power.

The true blood of the heavens was just a trigger, a wedge.

The condition to stimulate the murderous aura in his body.

But now, as his strength grows, that power seems to be gradually suppressed more deeply.

Especially when he created the world, he almost did not release that power.

But after entering the real world, he seemed to have less suppression, and the murderous aura in his body became stronger, and there was a faint sense that he could not suppress it.

At this moment, his eyes were red and cold.

He knew that he was about to lose consciousness.

But he still bit his lip, letting the blood spread in his mouth, trying to maintain the last bit of rationality.

He knew very well that he could not lose consciousness now, and the crisis was not really resolved.

There were still many people here.

Suddenly, Chu Yan turned and swept towards the void.

There were strong people hiding in those places, very secretive, but now no one could escape Chu Yan's eyes.

"Kill!"

With the word "kill", the peerless sword in Chu Yan's hand instantly turned out, and a series of terrible sword beams were set off between heaven and earth.

The pupils of the people who were hiding shrank violently.

"Go!"

In an instant, countless strong men retreated one after another, no longer caring about the excitement here. As for the killing of the ancient emperor Jia Lan, he died and died. What does it have to do with them?

The Hunting Saint Hall has always been a single-line communication, and there is no communication between each other.

"Retreat!" For a while, people kept breaking through the air.

But even so, countless people were still instantly affected by Chu Yan's terrible sword energy. He himself didn't know how strong Chu Yan was at this moment, but he had some vague sense.

The number of Daoyuan has not changed, it is still about 400 million.

But the quality... has changed!

It has almost doubled.

Nearly 800 million, this is already a very scary number. Now it is too easy to kill some of the weak Creation Emperors. Even some residual sword energy can crush the real bodies of many Creation Emperors.

Crash!

In the sky, the light of the Great Dao is constantly condensing and then dripping down.

It is not blood rain.

It is the Stone of the World.

In a blink of an eye, Chu Yan killed more than two dozen Divine Emperors, as many as thirteen, not counting the Ancient Emperor Jia Lan and the first Creation Emperor killed.

This number is almost the entire combat power of a world in the past Creation World.

When everything was over, Chu Yan retracted his sword.

He did not chase and kill.

But he left some marks on many people, and he would be able to recognize them if he met them in the future.

"Shangcang..."

"Ah, ah, the fool is going to die!" The Shangcang giant beast was also very anxious at this time. In the Taoist world, blood was all over the golden mountain at this moment, the sky turned red, the sea also turned into a sea of ​​blood, and the murderous intent was still flowing out crazily.

"Shut up, listen to me!" Chu Yan tried to maintain his last bit of rationality and whispered: "I may lose control in a while. Before losing control, I will temporarily seal myself. You take me to run, the farther the better, find a place where there is no one."

The Shangcang giant beast also realized the seriousness of the situation and nodded repeatedly: "Leave it to me!"

Chu Yan was relieved at this time. He still trusted the Shangcang giant beast enough. The real trouble now was that he didn't know how long he would be unconscious this time.

He vaguely felt that there seemed to be something hidden in the deepest part of his world, and that place had been suppressed in the creation world, but now it was loosened a little and overflowed too much.

It turned out that he was out of balance in the creation world.

The last time, it seemed to be the emperor realm. Even if the source of Taoism doubled, it was at most tens of millions, which was really not much.

But this time is different, 400 million...

It's too much.

He even doubted whether he could suppress it this time?

Will he completely become a walking corpse if he loses consciousness this time?

"God, if I can't wake up, or if I wake up, I'm no longer myself, kill me!" Chu Yan whispered.

The beast of God was a little anxious: "No, no! I can plug that hole, don't talk, idiot, I'll take you away!"

Chu Yan did not say anything, his consciousness became increasingly blurred.

He even vaguely could not suppress the urge to kill.

He was about to start a killing spree.

But in the end, he bit his lips and completely absorbed his consciousness into the world, entering a state of suspended animation.

He was still worried, so he stepped into the Nine Heavens Mysterious Tower again, walked all the way to the top floor, and then gradually dissipated.

The heavenly beast did not dare to be careless, and drilled out of Chu Yan's world, grabbed Chu Yan with its furry claws, and flew towards the vast real world continent in the distance.

Whoosh!

The heavenly beast had just left.

At the place where the ancient emperor Jia Lan fell, several figures broke through the air and landed here.

Each of them had an extremely strong aura, and frowned slightly at the ruins that were almost destroyed.

"Jia Lan is dead?"

"Who did it?"

"I don't know. News came that it seemed to be a superhuman, but his strength was average, but he suddenly burst out with an amazing force and defeated Jia Lan."

"This matter is not right. In the past, Yu Tian could not do 400 million to defeat 800 million. Send someone to investigate it clearly."

"Yes!"

On the other side.

The edge of the black hole of the creation world.

An old man sat on an inconspicuous yin and yang world. His body suddenly trembled and his eyes widened.

What happened?

I... seem to have become stronger?

Is there the power of heaven and earth rushing towards me?

Not much, but extremely pure.

But soon, the old man shook his head again, confused, and continued to close his eyes and practice. That damn bastard sucked a lot of power from him. Now he wants to build it back. I don't know how long it will take.

Trouble!