Ling tripod

At a glance, Chu Yan could tell that this person had no physical body and was just a spirit body.

As the seventh son of the Purple Demon, it is naturally impossible that there is no physical body to be found. This only shows that the sword he cultivates is special.

The most important thing is that this person's cultivation has reached the middle stage of hearing the Tao.

"The seventh son of the Purple Demon, Ziying holds the Dagger Soul Sword to teach the Emperor's son the methods!"

After Ziying finished speaking, he pulled out the sword from the mountain. The sword turned out to be illusory, only three feet long, and shaped like a huge dagger.

This sword actually has no sword body, just a soul body.

"Soul Sword!"

A faint smile appeared on Chu Yan's lips.

"Sword Intention of the Soul!"

With Zi Ying's words, the soul sword struck towards Chu Yan.

"It is the Soul Sword, why does it not enter reincarnation, the reincarnation of life and death, the sword intention of reincarnation!"

Chu Yan opened his mouth, and with one strike of his sword, Immortal Sword Intent and Extinct Sword Intent erupted at the same time.

In the sky, a black and white spiral nest of life and death emerged.

A breath of reincarnation burst out.

Immediately, the soul sword involuntarily headed towards the reincarnation nest. Let alone fight, it could no longer control its body at this moment.

"No, Lord Emperor, I admit defeat, please keep your hand and don't let my sword enter reincarnation!"

Ziying yelled, tears even falling from his eyes.

"That's it!"

Chu Yan sighed and put away the Samsara Sword Qi.

For a moment, the soul sword regained its freedom again and flew to Ziying's side.

Chu Yan glanced at it and saw that the soul sword's true form was the soul of a woman.

"If you love her, then join her in reincarnation!"

Chu Yan spoke softly.

Ziying nodded.

Chu Yan stopped talking and reached the Sixth Demonic Mountain in one step.

On the sixth magic mountain, purple flames burned on the giant sword. The flames were so strong that Chu Yan felt an incomparable burning feeling.

"The sixth son of the Purple Demon, Zi Yi holds the flaming sword and teaches the Emperor's methods!"

A burly young man flew out, pulled out the flaming giant sword, looked at Chu Yan like a torch, and then said: "Purple Flame Sword Intent!"

With one word, he struck down with a sword.

This sword came out with monstrous purple flames, and the purple flames condensed into a purple flame giant sword.

"Void Thunder Sword Intent!"

The ancient Void Thunder Sword appeared in Chu Yan's hand and came out with one strike.

In an instant, countless illusory thunder and lightning emerged between the sky and the earth, and the illusory thunder and lightning transformed into thousands of things, constantly impacting out.

"Bang bang..."

The purple flame giant sword instantly became riddled with holes and collapsed directly under the thousands of virtual thunders.

Then, thousands of virtual thunders were seen condensing illusory thunder and lightning, impacting again, directly hitting the body of the flaming sword.

Ziyi spurted blood and retreated.

Chu Yan said nothing and went directly to the fifth magic mountain.

On the fifth magic mountain, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and purple rainwater fell. The giant sword was bathed in the purple rainwater.

"The fifth son of the Purple Demon, Zi Yuchen holds the Purple Rain Sword and teaches the Emperor's methods!"

A young man with a slightly feminine appearance drew out his giant sword and danced in the sky.

For a moment, the purple rainwater gathered in the sky and turned into a giant sword of rainwater.

Later stage of hearing the Tao.

This kind of strength is enough for Chu Yan to take him seriously. After entering the Wen Dao stage, Chu Yan can already instantly kill the early Wen Dao practitioners and the middle Wen Dao cultivators. As for the late Wen Dao cultivators, he cannot directly kill them instantly.

"Fire is matched by rain, so my virtual thunder should be matched by real thunder!"

At this moment, when he thought of the purple flame sword intention before, and then saw the purple rain sword intention now, Chu Yan's mind suddenly roared, and an unprecedented enlightenment came over him.

If there is emptiness, there must be reality. I have derived the emptiness, but abandoned the reality, leaving it incomplete.

"This sword should be called the Virtual Reality Ancient Thunder Sword!"

Chu Yan opened his mouth, and thunder and lightning rose from the ancient Void Thunder Sword.

This thunder and lightning is as black as ink.

The black thunder and lightning didn't just contain demonic intent, it actually contained the attributes of metal, wood, water, fire, earth, and the five elements.

This thunder is a real thunder.

Real thunder exploded, turning into a black thunder sword, and slashed out directly.

"boom!"

The Purple Rain condensed sword collapsed instantly.

"I admire the emperor's methods!"

There was admiration in Zi Yuchen's eyes.

"If I hadn't understood the meaning of the True Thunder Sword, I wouldn't have been able to defeat you with one strike!"

Chu Yan opened his mouth and immediately came to the Fourth Demonic Mountain.

On the fourth magic mountain, blood is everywhere.

A young man is holding a giant sword, and the blood on the giant sword is overwhelming.

"The fourth son of the Purple Demon, Zi Lingxuan holds the Blood Evil Sword and teaches the Emperor's methods!"

The blood-clothed young man stabbed three times in the sky with the sword in his hand. Three blood shadows appeared, then quickly overlapped, and then struck down directly.

"Virtual and Real Sword Intent!"

Chu Yan spoke, and the sword in his hand exploded with sword intent.

In the sky, two giant swords appeared, one of them was as black as ink, and the other was looming.

Both, kill at the same time.

The bloody sword fell, but it penetrated Chu Yan's sword.

The sword intention of emptiness.

At this moment, the black solid thunder sword struck directly.

The bloody sword energy surged, and the sword struck at the real thunder sword intent again. However, the real thunder sword intent instantly became illusory again, turning into virtual thunder.

There was nothing real, and for a while Zi Lingxuan could no longer find his true location.

He was defeated.

Chu Yan entered and unintentionally understood the changes in reality and reality, and faced the peak cultivators in the late Wen Dao period, he was crushed in a single battle.

Before the Third Magic Mountain.

A very skinny man held a purple bone sword.

His aura had already reached the Great Perfection of the Tao.

If you want to defeat such a strong man, you must use extremely powerful means.

"The third son of the Purple Demon, Zi Xiao, is here!"

The skinny man spoke, and stabbed out with the bone sword in his hand.

With this sword, countless purple bone phantoms rushed out frantically. These countless purple bone phantoms gathered in the sky and turned into a purple bone python. The purple bone python opened its ferocious mouth and swallowed Chu Yan directly.

"Time, stop!"

In Chu Yan's hand, the Time Demon Wood Sword had already appeared, and he lightly tapped the sword.

Immediately, the void shook, and waves spread out.

The purple bone python suddenly stopped in the void, and Chu Yan stepped forward step by step.

"The sword of time is indeed sharp, look at my bone sword!"

The skinny man spoke, and boundless bone phantoms appeared frantically around, turning into four walls, trapping Chu Yan in it.