Emperor Yutianwu

In the sky, there was silence, the broken flames were still burning faintly, but Cang Yan Qiu Feng's figure had long disappeared.

"This..."

Cang Yan Qiu Feng, who became famous within a hundred years, was a nominee at the last generation's Tianzhao Banquet. However, today, he fought with Chu Yan, and was killed after only a few encounters.

The faces of the people of the Cang Yan Ancient Clan were solemn. Just now, they didn't even have the chance to help.

The people of the Five Veins looked at Chu Yan, and their killing intent was even stronger. In less than half a year, Chu Yan became stronger. He was a second-level monarch, and killing people across two realms was like taking something out of a bag.

If such a person is really allowed to grow up, will there be anyone in the future Xinghai who can stop him?

"Sha Tian, ​​is he that Chu Yan?" At this time, there were several figures in the distance, the remnants of the Beiming Dynasty, and Beiming Sha Tian was among them.

Bei Ming Sha Tian did not speak. He was once a great genius and the pride of the Bei Ming Dynasty. Even though he was defeated at the Duo Tian Banquet, he was still not discouraged. Instead, he broke through to the second level of the monarch. But now he saw Chu Yan, and he was a little sad.

He was better than at the Duo Tian Banquet. He asked himself if he could block the terrible attack just now.

"I am not as good as him." Bei Ming Sha Tian finally sighed, the loneliness of a genius.

The remnant of the Bei Ming Dynasty frowned: "Sha Tian, ​​why do you belittle yourself? Since you were born, you have the best talent of our Bei Ming Dynasty. The responsibility of reviving Bei Ming in the future will also fall on your shoulders. This boy is excellent, but if His Highness He is here, he will not survive today."

"Cang Yan Qiu Feng, who became famous within a hundred years, should be considered the top genius of Tong Tian Xing Hai, right? Unfortunately, he is vulnerable." Chu Yan took off his armor and shook his head sarcastically: "If you are all such trash, you can get out today. You can't take my life!"

The void was quiet, and all the voices were young people.

You can't take my life, what a boast.

Tianbeihe looked ugly. Chu Yan's talent was stronger than he thought. After the battle just now, he understood that no one could win against the hundred-year-old prodigy. Even if he fought, he would only be a foil for Chu Yan.

"You have such a talent. You should be trained as a key person in Tianbei Mountain. You have endless prospects. It's a pity that you want to dig your own grave." Tianbeihe sighed, and then the next moment, with a thud, he slowly took a step forward, and everyone held their breath in an instant.

"Are you going to do it yourself?" Chu Yan looked up at Tianbeihe and said without surprise.

"You still have one last chance to consider. No matter how strong your talent is, no matter how outstanding you are, these are not enough in my eyes. If I take action, you will have no chance." Tianbeihe said calmly. This is the confidence of being a Tianbei lineage. If he takes action, it seems to be flattering the will of heaven.

"No need." Chu Yan said directly, Tianbeihe nodded, and said no more.

What about good talent? If you are not useful to Tianbei Mountain, then you should kill him.

Mo Wangchen was like this in the past, and Chu Yan is still going to end up like this now.

All under heaven is not the land of Tianbei Mountain. Here, the word Tianbei is the kingly way, the eternal overlord.

"I heard that you have cast a perfect Juntu, the fifth soul, and the eighth-grade holy soul?" Tianbei River said slowly, and the eyes of the world condensed. Although this news has spread all over the star sea, they are still shocked to hear Tianbei River mention it personally.

After all, whether it is a perfect Juntu or an eighth-grade holy soul, it requires extraordinary talent, and only one person can appear in thousands of years, let alone the combination of the two.

"But do you know what my Juntu and soul are?" Tianbei River continued, and Chu Yan did not speak, waiting for him to continue.

Tianbeihe raised his arm slightly, and suddenly, a picture scroll unfolded in the starry sky. In the picture scroll, there was a figure in the center, with his hands behind his back, nodding slightly. The sixteen sides were each guarded by a Tianbei, submitting to him, revealing pride everywhere, as if he was the king of heaven and earth.

"Perfect Juntu..." The people around him trembled: "His Highness He's Juntu is also a perfect Juntu!"

"The Tianbei lineage is unparalleled in the starry sea. This sentence is indeed not in vain." People from several major lines sighed. Tianbeihe has not made a move since he became a monarch. Everyone saw his Juntu for the first time.

The next second, a soul bloomed above Tianbeihe's head. The fifth soul, filled with holy light, turned into an endless stele and suppressed it.

"Eighth grade!" People's hearts trembled again. The same perfect Juntu, the eighth-grade soul.

The people of the five lines looked at Chu Yan, ferocious. Tianbeihe has such a terrible talent. How can Chu Yan survive today?

"Do you understand now? Your so-called talent is ridiculous and not worth mentioning in my eyes." Tianbeihe did not rush to take action. In his opinion, showing talent is enough to intimidate Chu Yan.

"Then what?" At this time, Chu Yan laughed. Tianbeihe stood up and sacrificed Juntu Soul, telling him that he had everything he had, but, so what? What Chu Yan had, did Tianbeihe really have?

"Then?" Tianbeihe was stunned for a moment, and smiled lightly: "The reason why you can strongly suppress the hundred-year-old Tianjiao is nothing more than relying on your soul and Juntu. But now, I have the same Juntu and soul as you, and my realm is higher than yours. How can you win in a fight between you and me?"

"You are too confident." Chu Yan smiled and shook his head. Is his real reliance really just Juntu and soul? If so, he and Tianbeihe are not the same, limited to the sea of ​​stars. In the future, how can we talk about getting involved in the nine heavens?

"The eleven people of the Destiny are called the Sons of Destiny. Do you know why?" Tianbeihe paused and continued, "Because I am the Destiny."

"Boom!" Tianbeihe exploded, and his body was filled with thousands of brilliances. At this moment, it seemed as if the whole world was revolving around him. He was the center of the world, the king of the world.

With just this thought, endless light curtains condensed, like three thousand waterfalls, madly killing Chu Yan.

With a thought, the sixteen Tianbei stone statues transformed, the fire of the ancient Cangyan clan, the ice of the Beiming Dynasty, the poison of the Poison Sect, the snake of Jiuyou... In a blink of an eye, there were too many. Tianbeihe could master all the power essences of the sixteen veins of Tianbei, and he was even stronger.

Feeling the power of the sixteen veins, Chu Yan looked solemn, and the evil sword rang beside him.

But even so, Chu Yan still did not draw out the evil sword. He had said that he would accept all fair challenges today, so he would not use the magic weapon. Besides, the current situation was not that serious.

"Just help me witness it." Chu Yan smiled carefreely, threw the evil sword into the air, and went up to Tianbei River alone. At this time, his figure was a little thin, but every step was sonorous and powerful. Suddenly, a demonic light shot out from his eyes, and immediately thousands of sword shadows appeared, slashing three thousand killings.

"Is this your foundation? Your talent is strong, but in front of me, you are still humble. If you want to win with swords, I will accompany you." Tianbei River said proudly, and stretched out his palm. Jian Wuya's peerless swordsmanship began to operate, forming a terrible sword violence, killing Chu Yan.

Everyone was stunned. This was the real peak battle.

The people of the six domains clenched their fists slightly. After witnessing the power of Tianbei River, even they were shaken. He claimed to be the destiny of heaven and controlled the will of heaven. Could Chu Yan still beat heaven?

"Ignorance of life and death." Jiuyou Emperor's eyes flashed fiercely. When this battle began, he had seen the ending.

"Sword sinks!" Chu Yan snorted coldly. Now he has a sword heart and comprehends the evil sword. All sword intentions are false in his eyes. With a thought, he saw countless swords sinking. Then he stepped out and he seemed to be a sword. The terrible sword violently slashed towards Tianbei River.

"In front of me, you are as humble as an ant." Tianbei River uttered golden words and suppressed Chu Yan.

Chu Yan held the sword and slashed it, but the magic formulas of the various veins of Tianbei kept transforming, gradually drowning him in the ocean of all laws, making it impossible for him to break free.

"Sure enough, as I guessed, without the advantages of Juntu and Minghun, how can you defeat me?" Tianbei River sighed, as if he felt sorry for Chu Yan, and then he controlled the Tianbei, and sixteen Tianbei seemed to fly from the sky, gathered together, and suppressed Chu Yan: "Die."

"Boom!" The void trembled wildly, and everyone was stunned. The sixteen Tianbei closed, but Chu Yan's figure had already disappeared.

"Did his soul fly away?" Everyone couldn't help but think. Many people in the six domains showed grief.

During the whole process, Mu Tian and other saints looked at each other, and no one intervened.

"From now on, there will be no Chu Yan in Xinghai. Tianbei is in power. Who dares not to obey!" Tianbeihe said confidently. Just as he said, if he took action, Chu Yan would be dead. There was no second possibility.

"It seems that you are a little too early to be happy." But at this time, a cold voice suddenly came from the sixteen Tianbei tablets. It seemed to be Chu Yan's voice.

Everyone's eyes condensed. In this way, is he still not dead?

Tianbeihe turned and looked at the Tianbei, and frowned. He saw that the sixteen Tianbei tablets slowly collapsed and cracked at this time. The young man inside stood there calmly without too many waves.

"Just relying on my words, it is indeed a little short." Chu Yan shook his head as if he was mocking himself, and then he gradually raised his head, his long hair flying in the wind, looking at Tianbeihe, he laughed, and laughed a little crazy.

"You just said that you have everything I have?" Chu Yan suddenly spoke. Tianbeihe frowned slightly, but still nodded: "That's right!"

"You said that I have no advantage in forging an eighth-grade soul in front of you?"

"But do you really have it? Have you really seen my soul?" Chu Yan said proudly, his voice rising, one layer after another. The next second, he suddenly waved his arm, and the soul that was originally like the sun disappeared. Everyone looked at him as if they didn't understand.

"Look, what is my real soul!" Chu Yan laughed sarcastically, and then the holy light lit up above his head again. It was another eighth-grade soul, but this time, it was no longer the sun, but a star arrow. As soon as it appeared, it caused the nine stars to sink.

"Another eighth-grade soul?" Everyone's heart beat wildly, and they were all stunned. The eighth-grade soul is rare in the world. Some people even say that those whose fifth soul is an eighth-grade soul are born saints.

But now, Chu Yan actually has two.