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At this moment, the three-fold amplified tiger roar and dragon roar directly bombarded Fei Qingyang's sea of ​​consciousness. Copy URL to visit

"Puff!"

Fei Qingyang's mind was shaken, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

This was the first time that Chu Yan took the initiative to attack and injured Fei Qingyang!

The whole scene was dead silent for a while!

Fei Qingyang, who claimed to kill Chu Yan in three moves, was actually injured by Chu Yan. The gap between the two was so huge that the battle that should have been without suspense had reached this point.

"Haha, interesting, this is interesting!"

Fei Qingyang wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and a pale face appeared, but he was unprecedentedly excited and excited.

It's hard to find an opponent!

Among the younger generation, Fei Qingyang, who has long been invincible in the world, was injured for the first time in thousands of years. This feeling made him feel like he was burning.

At this moment, Chu Yan had returned to his original form, and the green flame of life on his body was burning!

Although he was recovering at a very fast speed, Chu Yan was also seriously injured. Fei Qingyang was much stronger than him. He was careless and took some shortcuts to hurt him this time. It would be impossible for him to do it the second time.

"Three moves have been made. Now, what?"

Chu Yan said indifferently, with a flash of thought in his eyes, and he was already thinking about the next move.

Today's battle is a fateful battle. He cannot retreat. If he retreats, the ancient demon lineage will be defeated by the ancient immortal lineage again, which he cannot accept.

"Okay, I was arrogant before. Today we will fight happily, Sword of Wind!"

Fei Qingyang's eyes showed a crazy smile and he shouted.

At this moment, the wind was howling, and a sword of wind composed of countless air currents emerged in the void. At the same time, the whole sword of heaven and earth was completely filled with the wind.

Wind is an invisible thing, different from the liquid state of rain and the gaseous state of clouds. Because of this, the sword intent of wind is the most terrifying, because it cannot be seen and cannot be measured.

This is also the reason why Feng Zun Qianchengfeng can become the leader of the three Zun!

"Sword of wind, the boundless world, invisible wind sword, kill!"

Fei Qingyang shouted, and waved his hand violently. For a moment, countless invisible swords transformed by the sword intent of wind whistled towards Chu Yan from all directions.

The main sword of the sword of wind turned into a giant sword of thousands of feet of wind, and came to kill Chu Yan.

"Mark of the years!"

At this moment, Chu Yan pressed a finger on his forehead and clicked it hard!

In an instant, the daily insights of 416 years of practice in the outside world and 300 years of practice in Fallen Fairy Island all floated to his mind, and countless pictures roared in Chu Yan's eyes.

As he spoke, the boundless imprints of time rushed out from Chu Yan's forehead in an almost gushing manner, as if they were endless.

Seven hundred and sixteen years!

More than 260,000 imprints of time burst out, and on each imprint of time, a picture appeared. Each picture was a day that Chu Yan had spent...

At this moment, if Chu Yan turned into a sun, the more than 260,000 imprints of time would rush out in all directions with it as the center.

Counterattack!

"Boom boom!"

The countless wind swords transformed by the pervasive wind sword intent continued to collapse.

"Impressionistic magical power, I didn't expect you to have such an artistic conception of the body, but unfortunately, you are still young in cultivation, and the power of this magical power is only this!"

Fei Qingyang said lightly, and then shouted: "Wind, cloud, rain, sword intent transformation!!"

At this moment, anyone with a discerning eye could see that Chu Yan's artistic conception magical power was related to the years of cultivation, which showed that he had only cultivated for more than 700 years.

If everyone knew that Chu Yan had only practiced for more than 400 years, they would probably be shocked.

At this moment, Fei Qingyang shouted, and the three sword intentions of wind, cloud and rain came out at the same time.

Before, one of the sword intentions made Chu Yan difficult to resist. When these three sword intentions came out, the momentum was already terrifying to the extreme.

Strong wind, dark clouds, heavy rain!

For a time, the world was filled with endless sword intentions.

"Although I, Chu Yan, have only practiced for 400 years, the years I have experienced are not just that. Open the long-forgotten memory! 3,500 years, the imprint of time!"

At this moment, Chu Yan once again fiercely tapped his brow.

In the ancient god space, in the world of the seventh level of the God, Chu Yan experienced a full 3,500 years.

This period of time is also a part of Chu Yan's life.

At this moment, the memories of every day in the past three thousand five hundred years came to Chu Yan's mind, Lie Feng, Xiao Wan, and even Lie Feng's newborn daughter, Chu Yan's goddaughter, Lienianchu, every battle in the Godly World, every time they drank and talked happily...

At this moment, all of them came to Chu Yan's mind.

At this moment, the endless wind, cloud, and rain sword intents came violently.

"Time imprint, ancient god wings!"

Chu Yan's body moved with his heart and shouted loudly.

At this moment, the endless time imprint roared out from Chu Yan's eyebrows.

More than 1.27 million time imprints spread wildly!

At this moment, the ancient god ancestral blood in Chu Yan's body was aroused for some reason.

In an instant, the ancient aura light spot in the emperor demon's soul was aroused.

A vague phantom of the ancient god appeared outside Chu Yan's body. At the same time, the more than 120 marks of time gathered together and turned into eight huge wings of the phantom of the ancient god. On each wing, each feather carried Chu Yan's figure. That was the time of Chu Yan every day in the past 3,500 years.

The eight huge wings transformed by the marks of time directly protected Chu Yan completely.

"Boom boom boom..."

If the endless sword intent bombarded, it would not be able to break through the phantom of the ancient god condensed by the ancient god's ancestral blood and the defense transformed by the marks of time for 3,500 years.

Ancient god! Ancestral blood!

The chosen one of the ancient god!

At this moment, everyone present was shocked to the extreme.

Perhaps the people in the lower world did not understand what this meant, but they knew it.

No matter which of the eight ancient bloodlines one possessed, he would become the corresponding chosen one.

Chu Yan achieved the crown of the emperor demon and was the chosen one of the ancient demon. Everyone already knew that, but he was also the chosen one of the ancient god.

This is too shocking!