Emperor Yutianwu

Chapter 3170 The brush got angry

Chu Yan grabbed the two of them, turned around and ran away.

I didn’t even bring my head back.

"Xia Yan!!!"

Frost Halberd coughed up blood and roared.

This time, he was really angry.

He was seriously injured, and with the absolute advantage of taking three reincarnations with him, Xia Yan and the others escaped.

What a shame.

Unforgivable.

"Chase!"

The frost halberd rose into the air, its true body quickly reshaped, and shouted at the three reincarnations: "If you don't kill these three people, you don't have to return to the God Clan."

The faces of the three reincarnations changed greatly, but they did not dare to be careless and quickly pursued them.

puff!

Chu Yan grabbed the two of them and raced all the way.

But they are constantly under attack.

"Trash!"

"Asshole, who asked you two to fight for me? betray me! Trash, it's all your fault. If I die here, you'll be in big trouble! Even if you're a ghost, I won't spare you!"

Chu Yan complained while running.

It's really dangerous.

From behind, three Samsaras pursued.

Chu Yan also exploded the strongest world.

There is only one exclusive world left...

The foundation is good, but the level is too low.

Run.

I hope I can run away.

As for where to run, Chu Yan also planned the route in advance.

Law Enforcement Hall!

Document Hall!

Just go to any one of these two places.

"Stop him! Don't let him escape to the Law Enforcement Hall, he can borrow the punishment knife!" Shuang Ji roared.

"..."

The corners of Chu Yan's mouth twitched.

Frosthalberd, right?

Great, you're dead!

Whoosh!

Chu Yan immediately turned around and ran towards the Wenwen Hall.

But there is a little trouble.

Document Hall...

If you can simulate the world of the ancient immortal landlord, you can definitely enter it.

But Yang Wenqing and Tian Mo may not be able to do it.

These two people couldn't get in and died outside, unchanged.

My world exploded for nothing.

Thinking of this, Chu Yan became cruel and suddenly shouted: "You two, I will open up the world and you two will hide in my world."

"What?"

Both of them were shocked.

The world of Taoism is the most important place for practitioners.

"Stop talking nonsense! Come in later, find a corner for me to stay, and don't move around, otherwise I will kill you myself." Chu Yan shouted, then turned to look at Shuang Ji and the three reincarnations, feeling powerless.

no solution anymore.

All we can do is fight!

"open!"

The door to the world opens.

"Get in!"

Chu Yan shouted loudly.

Yang Wenqing and Tian Mo's expressions changed slightly. Entering other people's world would be dangerous for both parties.

It is easy for Chu Yan to do harm to them, and vice versa.

In the Three Realms, even father and son may not open the world to each other.

Too dangerous.

This requires extreme trust.

Obviously, there are no three people.

Tian Mo was silent. Until now, he still didn't know who Xia Yan was. It was a bit awkward to leave his life to a stranger like this.

At this time, Yang Wenqing gritted his teeth and got in with a swish.

Tian Mo didn't know, but Yang Wenqing had some guesses in his heart.

The bastard who fought with me that day in the Secret Mansion of the World.

I just didn't expect it, how long has it been?

Less than half a year, right?

Can you beat the clock?

horrible.

"Hurry up!" Chu Yan shouted again.

Tianmo sighed and got in with a swish.

"Xia Yan, you will die today and there is no way to escape!"

Frost Halberd was chasing after him.

"Fuck you!"

Chu Yan cursed loudly. At this time, he was already close to the Wenwen Hall. He turned around and shouted at Shuangji: "Shuangji, gods and demons, come and kill me! I have hidden a peerless magic weapon inside. Who dares to come in? Must die!"

"..."

The few reincarnations who entered later did not respond.

But the powerful gods and demons who were in the Ancient Immortal Tower before had their teeth sore.

here we go again!

This guy did the same thing last time, and then he directly killed Mo Tong without saying a word.

Here we go again, same routine.

Do you believe it?

Shuangji and the others actually didn't believe it.

But... this is how the Demon Eye died before.

Chu Yan ignored them, glanced at Shuang Ji, sneered, turned around and went into the Wenwen Hall.

Don't attack!

Chu Yan kept praying.

He didn't know if Yang Wenqing and Yang Wenqing could escape the detection of the Wenwen Hall by hiding them in the Dao World.

But most likely it can.

Isn’t it the giant beast in the sky?

Whoosh!

When Chu Yan came in, the Wenwen Hall shook, but no attack came down.

"call!"

Chu Yan breathed a sigh of relief: "Sure enough! Fortunately."

…

Outside.

The three reincarnations frowned and said in a low voice: "Shuangji, he must be lying. There are so many crises in the Ancient Immortal Tower. In the past openings, there were not many in total."

"Yes, I know this place. It seems to be the library of the Ancient Immortal Tower. It contains some ancient Buddhist scriptures."

Frost Ji was hesitant.

Want to enter?

What if I go in and a being that looks like a punishment knife suddenly appears?

Can you stop it yourself?

impossible!

Of course, the odds are slim.

Wenwen Hall... this place, Shuang Ji also knew that the last time someone from the Protoss went in, it seemed that it happened to coincide with the day when the master of the Guxian Tower was giving a lecture, and the Wenwen Hall was open to the public on that day.

Later, when the man from the Protoss came back, he didn't get any chance, so he said there was a desk inside.

The table is full of pens, papers, inkstones and the like.

Are they treasures?

Yes.

Did the ancients have the Four Treasures of the Study?

But I haven't heard of any weapons or the like.

Can a pen, a piece of paper... kill people?

Probably... not?

"Fake?"

Shuang Ji thought silently in his heart.

But he didn't dare to try.

Afraid of the unexpected.

Suddenly, Shuang Ji said: "Don't be impulsive, it's better to be safe than sorry, beware of fraud, let someone test it first."

The three samsaras smiled, but they felt that Shuang Ji was too timid, but still nodded slightly: "Okay, then pick a time to go in and take a look."

Shuang Ji nodded and said to a member of the God Clan: "Dongyang, you go and find out the truth!"

"Yes!"

A member of the God Clan walked out.

Time three.

Not too strong, but not weak either.

There are no mediocre people here, they are either monsters or geniuses of the clan.

In the army, they can all beat the fifth level of time.

But at this time, the God Clan called Dongyang had a stern face, as if facing a great enemy.

Even though everyone guessed that Xia Yan was bluffing.

It wasn't the first time that the Ancient Immortal Tower was opened, so where did all the crises come from?

But he still didn't dare to take it lightly.

Carefully.

Walked towards the Wenshu Building.

God Clan.

Demon Clan.

Both sides stared intently.

Mo Jie also followed at this time, looking at the Wenshu Hall, frowning slightly.

Wenshu Hall... he had been in it.

The last time the Ancient Immortal Tower was opened.

Mo Jie was very evil and became famous early.

He was not on the same level as Shuang Ji and the others.

If the Demon Clan hadn't killed too many people in the Ancient Immortal Tower this time, he would have had no choice but to not come.

But... I don't remember what killing weapons the Wenshu Hall had.

However, if Xia Yan suddenly ran in without any means, it would be like seeking his own death.

He was blocked.

If the God Clan attacked forcefully, Chu Yan would die.

"Mo Jie, do you think there is danger here?"

"I don't know... There are treasures, of course, but they are not offensive. Some of the treasures of scholars, I have never seen before that can attack autonomously like the Punishment Blade." Mo Jie shook his head.

The demons all looked over there curiously.

Dongyang, it's already very close.

...

In the Wenshu Hall.

Chu Yan was a little guilty.

It's over.

It didn't scare him.

You really dare to come.

At this time, Yang Wenqing and Tian Mo were both transmitting in his world: "Hey, is there really a killing weapon in this place? If not... we are blocked. I know Wenshu Hall has a defensive barrier, but it can only resist some time at most. Samsara can force its way in. Without a killing weapon, we are dead."

"Shut up! If it weren't for you two, why would I take the risk?"

Chu Yan cursed and had already entered the study, near the desk.

This pen... can kill people?

It doesn't have the ability to attack autonomously, but I am the descendant of the owner of the Ancient Immortal Tower.

Someone wants to kill me, can you still watch?

Chu Yan was a little uncertain.

But it had come to this point, and he had no better way, so he could only pin his hopes on this pen and inkstone.

"Buzz!"

The next moment, Dongyang came in.

The defense array was broken by Shuang Ji and the three Samsaras.

Dongyang was nervous at first, and then he was very surprised.

Not dead!

I'm fine?

Sure enough, Xia Yan was bluffing.

But just as Dongyang was about to tell Shuang Ji and others.

The vision was born.

"Bold!"

Chu Yan shouted in the room: "I am creating, who dares to disturb my elegance!"

Dongyang was startled, and then he heard that it was Xia Yan's voice, and sneered: "Xia Yan, are you still pretending? It's useless!"

But the next second, Dongyang's eyes widened.

Buzz!

There was an abnormal movement in the document hall!

On the desk, the pen that had been lying flat before trembled slightly.

Especially after hearing Chu Yan's words, it seemed to have a spirit.

Master?

The master has not returned for a long time... Is he back again?

The master is creating, and someone dares to disturb him?

Damn it!

Suddenly, the magic pen flew up, like a spear, breaking through the sky.

Dongyang was stunned, and the magic pen shook. Without any hesitation, it stabbed him with all its strength.

"No!"

Dongyang's eyes widened, but it was too late. Although this pen did not have the power to attack, it was the thing of the owner of the ancient fairy building. The words written on it could remain unchanged for tens of millions of years, but it was as powerful as the power of the pen.

There was no trick, just a poke at Dongyang.

"Puff!"

Dongyang's real body penetrated directly.

The residual soul emerged.

But before it flew out, the magic pen stabbed again.

"No! Frost Halberd, you hurt me!" Dongyang roared, desperate.

He died, stabbed to death by a pen.

An unprecedented way of death.

...

Boom!

Outside the Wenshu Hall.

A big star fell.