Emperor Yutianwu

"No……"

Juggernaut, desperate, shocked, inexplicable.

Chu Yan blew himself up in order to kill him?

Unbelievable.

Aren’t you just opening your mind?

Didn’t you just add Dao?

To clear the way for you, I fought with Dao Jie several times.

The results of it?

You spent so much effort and managed to open up a realm, and then you blew yourself up just to kill me?

Why?

Why?

Just to kill me?

Don’t you want to lose your own situation and future?

The sword master is almost crazy.

"Chu Yan!!!"

The sword master roared, roared, and despaired.

Unfortunately, everything was in vain.

Chu Yan, who had not self-destructed, had already reached the fourth level of the Three Realms. At the moment of self-destruction, his strength nearly doubled, reaching the third level in one fell swoop, and was even impacting upwards.

In this case, how could the Sword Master be his opponent?

Chu Yan's eyes were cold: "I said, if I kill you today, then you must die!"

"puff!"

With one punch, the sword master vomited blood for thousands of miles.

Click!

The true body was completely shattered.

His eyes were filled with despair.

"Taikoo... In the end, it was all in vain!"

"Haha, hahaha!"

The sword master laughed at himself, is this the result of tens of millions of people struggling in the mud?

He was unwilling but had no choice.

Chu Yan punched one after another. With each punch, the Sword Master's true body was collapsing, but it still didn't stop. Just like his first words, he was going to beat the Sword Master to death today. In fact, he did it. .

Boom!

Another punch.

The sword master's true body was completely shattered, leaving only a remnant of his soul.

But at this moment, the sword master surprisingly calmed down.

It's no longer as ferocious as before.

"Taikou...will we all die in the end? Are we all going to die?"

The sword master was desperate and confused. He looked at Chu Yan with a trace of confusion in his eyes: "At the last moment, can you tell me why? You have opened up the realm and made such a big circle. Your situation... Why do you want to explode?"

"Don't you feel any pity at all?"

Chu Yan looked at the Sword Master and said calmly: "Situation? Sorry, I don't know how many times I have self-destructed."

The sword master's pupils suddenly shrank: "So... you are a multi-world practitioner?"

Chu Yan did not respond.

"Haha, hahaha..."

The next moment, the sword master laughed, looked up at the sky, and then looked at the endless earth, and then the destructive thunder outside.

"Maybe... it was a mistake from the beginning! Destiny is irreversible and cannot be violated!"

The Sword Master laughed at himself. Suddenly, he looked at Chu Yan with less hatred and said, "Chu Yan... you are the Lord of the New Era, right?"

Chu Yan shrugged and did not deny it.

"So, you are the one with destiny. Haha, Chu Yan, don't worry, you still have a long way to go. Maybe you will be able to see those old things soon? I really don't know if you will be able to see those old things soon. Despair."

Chu Yan was confused and said with a smile: "Who are you talking about?"

"Haha, it can't be said, it can't be said..."

"You're going to die, what else can't be said?" Chu Yan was speechless. Living people dare not say it for fear of retribution.

You are almost dead, why are you keeping secrets for someone else?

The sword master was stunned for a moment, and then he smiled: "You...what you said really makes sense. Haha, it's a pity, I want to say it too, but I don't know much. Boy, if you have a chance, ask the emperor , maybe there will be some gains... That era is too long, or it is not an era, but you will definitely see it."

"Chu Yan, this world is far from as simple as you imagine. One day, you will find that everything in the way of heaven will eventually reincarnate. The so-called era and the three realms are all prisons!"

"When then, you will find that you may be just a more important chess piece." The sword master laughed.

"On this day, I have never forgiven anyone!"

"Haha, hahaha!"

The sword master laughed loudly, and then he looked towards the sky: "Haha, in the end, it's all in vain! Taikoo, you will definitely regret it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chu Yan's punch had already been punched out.

Boom!

next moment.

The sky and the earth change color.

This time, things have really changed, as timeless as eternal day.

Then it began to collapse, and the entire Taikoo seemed to be in doom.

In the ancient sky, a huge crack appeared with a click, and an extremely rough road collapsed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

At this moment, all the sword cultivators in Taikoo vomited blood.

At this moment, all the ancient divine swords were broken.

One person dies and thousands of swords are buried!

Zhu Yu, a non-primordial swordsman, groaned and was greatly affected.

At this moment, the ancient great sage died!

Blood rained down.

Spread thousands of miles.

"The sword...has fallen!"

core zone.

The owners of many holy places were shocked in their hearts.

Including the three Holy Land Lords who had gone to support before, one by one stood up from the ruins with a look of sadness on their faces.

died!

Since the opening battle of Beidou, there have been countless defeats so far, and the Lord of the Holy Land has fallen once again in the ancient times.

The key is still to die at the hands of a new era person.

The man named Chu Yan, under their own eyes, grew rapidly from a second-level weakling to finally kill the Sword Master in one fell swoop.

Unbelievable.

Unimaginable.

And, his realm, can be blown up at any time.

"Emperor!!!"

At the same time, someone in the core area roared.

The Emperor's mouth twitched, and this was a rare time that he chose to keep silent.

No words.

Even the roaring Holy Land Lord was not as strong as him.

But he didn't say anything.

He was responsible for the death of the Sword Saint.

But to be honest, even he didn't imagine it.

It was just a stick of incense.

As a result, the Sword Saint died.

Forget it, I endured it, you can scold me, can't I just keep silent?

But...

Isn't this kid too cruel?

The realm, can be blown up at any time?

The Emperor suddenly felt a little regretful.

At the beginning, he only regarded Chu Yan as a minor character, and his importance was far less than that of the Lord.

But now, this person is probably just as bad as the Lord.

Too cruel.

"Is it really okay to cooperate with him?" The emperor was speechless.

Outside the border.

Chu Yan killed the Sword Saint, and his condition was not very good.

Swish!

His Qi quickly weakened.

His realm continued to fall, and finally he could not even maintain the level of the Three Realms, and he fell directly to the peak of the Second Realm.

There was no way, the realm exploded, and all the bonuses this time were destroyed.

However, Chu Yan did not care too much.

Realm... is it important?

For others, it may be important.

But for him, it is really nothing.

When he was in the Three Realms and the front line, he had no idea how many had exploded.

For Chu Yan, what he really cared about in Taigu was never the existence of the realm.

But it was to open a way!

Build a new way and leave a mark in Taigu.

As long as Taigu has the way of faith and his own footprints, then with his multi-world cultivation method, things like realms can be created casually?

The first realm was difficult to open before, that was just because there was no new way.

But it is different now.

Taigu, there is faith.

The focus now is to absorb the gains of this great victory.

And...

There is trouble in the core area.

The sword saint is dead, but that's the case.

Some people will not let him go.

Taigu... I'm afraid I can't stay in it for a short time.

Thinking of this, Chu Yan said nothing, waved his hand, rumbled, and picked up the broken avenue of the sword saint in front of Zhu Yu, and quickly said: "Master Zhu, absorb as much as you can of the sword. Father, integrate the Taigu faith, and the rest of you, all come to me."

It's time to retreat.

Now, some of the masters of the holy places in the core area are still in shock.

But when they come to their senses, they will definitely not let him go.

Zhu Yu and the king didn't waste words.

They quickly crossed their legs and started practicing on the spot.

The ghost king watched from the side, feeling a little jealous.

The three people were the first group to come with Chu Yan.

As a result, now these two have made a lot of progress, but his side has not made much progress.

But there is no way, he is practicing the ghost way...

This way was also in the hands of the master of a holy land in the ancient times.

It seems that we can only wait until the next time.

Chu Yan is also digesting it quickly. Killing the sword master is also a great improvement for him. The main thing is that after adding the new way, he also needs to strengthen the breadth of the faith way in the ancient times.

At the same time.

Outside the ancient times.

Or, outside the world.

In an endless chaos.

Several figures are here.

But suddenly, one person suddenly opened his eyes, and his aura soared into the sky.

Several people around were stunned and looked at the man in astonishment: "Jian, you broke through?"

"Oh my, you can break through?"

And that's not all.

Not long after the sword master broke through, everyone's face changed.

I just felt a sense of emptiness in my heart.

"Someone died?"

"Who?"

"Sword Master..."

The sword master spoke slowly, with a complicated look in his eyes.

The sword master fell!

He and the Sword Saint practiced the ancient sword art together and have been competing secretly for years. Now that the Sword Saint is dead, he has some sense of it.

The power of the Great Dao overflowed too much at once.

Moreover, if the Sword Saint is not dead, he cannot break through.

"The Sword Saint is dead?"

Beside the Sword Master, several people couldn't help but wonder: "No way? In the ancient times, will there be another saint who dies?"

"Is there an internal fight in the ancient times? Who killed him?"

People die every day in the ancient times, and these strong men have some sense of this.

But they are all small characters.

Even if a few second-level people died a few days ago, they didn't take it seriously.

However, at this moment, the saint died...

This is a little unusual.

"When was the last time a saint died? It seems... it was when Beidou opened the realm?"

Several people looked at each other, their eyes were full of horror.

But at this moment.

Bang!

A figure suddenly stepped into the air, his face changed slightly: "Quick, resist the destruction! Damn it, the Sword Saint has fallen, the ancient times are weak, and the destruction has begun again!"

The eyes of the Sword Master and others changed, and then they stopped talking nonsense and fought with all their strength.

Outside the chaos, it seemed that a huge and empty face appeared faintly, and said with a hint of cold laughter: "Tao, do you still want to fight? The ancient times have been destroyed, and you should follow the times!"

The Lord of the Avenue looked at the endless nothingness and sneered: "Destruction, you shouldn't have said that to me. You want to destroy the ancient times? Aren't you afraid that the one who died is not dead?"

The big face of nothingness sneered: "What does death or immortality have to do with me? I am just adapting to the times!"

The Lord of the Avenue snorted coldly, ignoring the big face of nothingness, but looked in the direction of the distant ancient times, revealing a helpless look.

Maybe he can still resist now, but how long can it last?