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Faint words sounded.

At some point, a figure appeared in front of Yu Wuji and said, "He is fine!"

Yu Wuji immediately said angrily: "Unfeeling, are you really so unfeeling? That's your nephew. Even for your sister, how could you do this? If something happens to Yan'er, how will my father face you? younger sister!"

"Father, how could you do this? Chu Yan is my aunt's only child, how could you be so irresponsible!"

Yu Rui'er was also extremely angry and said angrily.

"I'm not sure I can defeat that little monster, so how can I protect him?"

Jueqing said with a rare smile on his face.

Father is smiling?

Yu Rui'er is sluggish!

Is this kid laughing?

Yu Wuji was stunned!

How many years have passed since that incident, and he has never spoken a smile. If he has really become a cold-blooded and ruthless person, what is happening today?

But Yu Wuji was even more shocked by what he said, and he immediately asked seriously again: "Jueqing, are you kidding?"

"Old man, do I need to joke with you? That little monster has been eliminated by a master of three divine tribulations now. He will definitely not be able to deal with it in a second divine tribulation!"

A smile once again appeared on the ruthless and cold face.

"My cousin actually has such strength?"

Yu Rui'er was shocked. She was ninety-eight years old, and her strength had already entered a divine calamity. She was known as the second young person in Bingzhou. Her cousin was only in his fifties at most this year. How could he be such a monster? strength?

"Tell me everything that happened!"

Yu Wuji looked serious and said solemnly.

Jueqing told what happened, and Yu Wuji's expression kept changing, and finally turned into a look of ecstasy, saying: "Okay, okay, this boy has such strength, Xiaorou should have a spirit under her spring!"

"Old man! Let's discuss something!"

Jueqing suddenly thought of something and said.

"Tell me, don't tell me it's about Yan'er!"

Yu Wuji raised his eyebrows and said.

Jueqing said calmly: "Old man, Old Devil Chu passed the Zixiao Sword Formation to Boy Yan. He is a grandpa, so your grandpa must express his gratitude, otherwise I don't know how the outside world will talk about you!"

"Haha, you kid, you don't even care about me as a father, nor do you think about Rui'er that much. It seems that you are only heartless when you see this kid. Needless to say, as a father, you have already thought about it. If he can come to Bingzhou, my father will naturally teach him the Bi Ling Sword Formation. I want to see whether the Zixiao Sword Formation is stronger or my Bi Ling Sword Formation, haha!"

It was the first time in many years since her daughter was killed that Yu Wuji spoke and laughed like this.

Chu Yan didn't know that his appearance affected many people!

…

Canglan Immortal Mansion, the main pavilion.

Cang Tianlan sat on the golden-patterned bench, holding a glass of cold drink in his hand.

This wine is brewed from the essence of the ice springs on the seabed. Only one drop of the essence of the ice springs can be produced every hundred years. This glass of ice spring wine is brewed from the ice springs that have been nurtured for thousands of years. There is no special happy event. Cang Tianlan will never drink it.

"Damn brat, you have some tricks, but in the end, you still fall under my hands!"

Cang Tianlan sneered. He had previously sent his masters to send San Dao and others into Black Wind Ridge. Now a month has passed. Although the auras of those people have disappeared, San Dao is still alive. In this way, Chu Yan It must have been killed.

Cang Tianlan was actually a little shocked. That kid was able to kill a hundred Nascent Souls and seven half-step divine tribulations before finally dying in the hands of the three swords. His strength was beyond Cang Tianlan's expectation.

"Sir, my subordinate is back!"

A noise came from outside the house.

Of course Cang Tianlan could tell that it was the sound of three swords, and immediately smiled and said: "Come in!"

The next moment, a ray of light penetrated into the house from outside the door.

The appearance of the three swords was very miserable. The Yuanying was broken, with only one third left. He buried his head with a look of panic on his face and said: "Sir!"

Looking at the three swords that only left the broken Nascent Soul, a strange look flashed in Cang Tianlan's eyes: "That kid is so tyrannical, and you paid such a high price to defeat him!"

"grown ups……"

"But it doesn't matter. You have accomplished great feats by killing this boy. I will help you reshape your Nascent Soul, and then find you a divine calamity body. Within a hundred years, your strength will be restored to its peak, and you will also make breakthroughs!" "

Sandao wanted to speak, but Cang Tianlan said with a smile.

As soon as this son died, Cang Tianlan's last knot in his heart was solved, so he was still very satisfied with Sandao's performance this time!

"Sir, the little one deserves to die. That Chu Yan was not killed by the little one!"

Sandao didn't dare to hide it, because he knew that if he concealed it and was discovered, he would die even more miserably.

"What!"

"Bang!"

Cang Tianlan's eyes suddenly widened in an instant, a palm suddenly placed on the armrest of the golden-patterned bench, and he blasted the red gold armrest into pieces, and said angrily.

"Sir, with Chu Yan's strength, killing the Divine Tribulation is child's play..."

Sandao told the whole story of what happened.

"Haha, I didn't expect that this kid is still interesting, but he will die sooner or later!"

Surprisingly, the angry look on Cang Tianlan's face dissipated and turned into a sneer.

Suddenly, the light in the eyes of Sandao's broken Yuanying changed, and then he smiled faintly, looking at Cang Tianlan, and the voice of a young man came out of his mouth: "Haha, it's really uncertain who will die between you and me!"

"Using the soul essence and blood to occupy the Yuanying to communicate? Little ghost, I underestimated you!"

Cang Tianlan's face changed, staring at the calm eyes on Sandao's broken Yuanying, and said coldly, he naturally knew that this voice was Chu Yan.

"There are still many places you underestimate! I'm afraid that you won't know everything until the day you die!"

Chu Yan's calm but extremely confident voice came out again from Sandao's broken Yuanying.

Cang Tianlan's face changed, and he was filled with murderous intent, but he remained calm and said, "Boy, are you provoking me?"

Chu Yan's calm voice came out from Sandao's broken Yuanying again, saying, "A humble man who is frustrated in love is not worthy of my provocation, but one day, I will make you like a Yuanying and let you bloom the last glory of your life!"

After saying that, the light in Sandao's broken Yuanying's eyes changed, and the next moment, the Yuanying expanded rapidly.

"My lord, save me... Boom!"

Sandao just came back to his senses, but it was too late. His Yuanying soul was aroused and suddenly exploded.

"Damn little ghost, if I don't kill you, how can I be called the Lord of Youzhou!"

Cang Tianlan felt the pain in his hand. The self-explosion of a broken Yuanying might be devastating to ordinary people, but for Cang Tianlan, one hand could easily block it, but this was not the most important thing. Cang Tianlan's dignity was provoked.

He understood what Chu Yan meant. He dared to mock him. Wang Qingrou's matter was the biggest shame of Cang Tianlan's life. Fifty-three years ago, a Jindan junior named Chu Changtian angered Cang Tianlan, and fifty-three years later, a kid named Chu Yan angered Cang Tianlan!

"Impermanence!"

Cang Tianlan said coldly.

"My lord!"

As soon as the words fell, a figure flashed in front of Cang Tianlan, and the figure said respectfully.

"Three swords failed!"

Cang Tianlan said coldly.

"Failed? Eight half-step divine tribulations, one hundred Yuanying Great Perfection actually failed? Is this kid really that powerful?"

The gray-clothed figure raised his head, with a look of shock on his face. If Qinglang and others were here, they would definitely recognize this person, the phantom of the golden giant outside the Black Wind Ridge, the top master of the four divine tribulations.

"I didn't expect it, and I didn't expect it either. In just over fifty years, this boy has grown so fast. His strength is probably comparable to that of a cultivator who has experienced a divine tribulation!"

Cang Tianlan's eyes flickered, and he said coldly.

"Sir, I will go directly to Yingzhou and kill him!"

Wu Chang's eyes flickered with murderous intent. The man in front of him was his king, and he would kill everything that stood in his way.

"The rules of Tianzhou, because that bitch has already broken them once, so my Cang Tianlan Immortal Mansion paid a price of 100 million spiritual jades. This time, we can't let those old ghosts catch us easily!"

Cang Tianlan said that according to the rules of Tianzhou, Yuanying cultivators from the upper three states are not allowed to enter the middle four states and the lower five states at will. Even if they enter the lower states for important matters, they are not allowed to cause killings, otherwise they will be punished. This is also to ensure the balance between the states.

Back then, Chu Yan's father was a Jindan Great Perfection, and his mother Wang Qingrou insisted on leaving the upper three states, abandoning her own Nascent Soul cultivation and lowering it to the Jindan stage, so that she could enter the lower five states Yizhou with Chu Changtian.

Another rule is that cultivators in the upper states who have experienced three divine tribulations or more cannot enter states with lower rankings at will. Even if they enter the lower states for important matters, they cannot cause killing, otherwise they will be punished.

In other words, cultivators in Youzhou who have experienced three divine tribulations or more cannot enter Bingzhou and Yingzhou at will, and they cannot cause killing even if they enter. This is why Wuchang did not enter Yingzhou with his true body, but only with his external incarnation, and he only fought with Qinglang to a certain extent, without causing killing! !