Chapter 840

At this time, Chu Yan also fully understood why seeing the purple magic pattern on the ultimate devil's body was a little familiar, because it was very similar to the magic pattern on his body when he incarnated as a purple devil, and then look at the token in front of him. The magic lines on his back are the same as the magic lines on his back and shoulders.

This place of refining demons actually belongs to the Purple Demon Sect, which is my father's sect!

This is what Chu Yan did not expect!

"Little devil, what is your attitude? My Purple Demon Sect is the first of the Bingzhou Demon Dao Sect. Even if the people from Yuling Peak see my Purple Demon Sect, they have to endure three people, but you are so disdainful of my sect elder. you……"

"Butcher, shut up first!"

Seeing Chu Yan's sneer, the black-robed man thought it was because he looked down on the Purple Demon Sect, and immediately said angrily, but was interrupted by the white-robed man beside him.

"This little friend, I don't know what kind of grievances my Purple Demon Sect has with you, but it doesn't matter. You have an extraordinary talent, and you are in the innate demon body. Entering my Purple Demon Sect is definitely like a duck to water, and your future achievements are unimaginable, you..."

"Don't say it!"

The man in the white shirt saw the resentment in Chu Yan's eyes and asked again, but was interrupted by Chu Yan.

"I will not enter the Purple Demon Sect. Even if I want to enter, it is not in this way! Farewell!"

Chu Yan's words were cold, and he directly ignored the token that countless people yearned for and walked over.

Both the white-robed man and the black-robed man were stunned. They were both powerful men in the Divine Tribulation Stage. When were they ignored, or were they just a kid in the Nascent Soul Stage? What they couldn't understand was that , this is the treatment the two received after revealing their identity as members of the Purple Demon Sect and seducing them with the Elder Token.

This kid's brain is not broken! Such a temptation to ignore? Could it be that he and the Purple Demon Sect have some great feud?

The man in the white shirt was really reluctant to let this talented person slip away, and shouted: "Little friend, think about it again, the third-level trial site is guarded by the strong people of Youzhou, if it is not good, it is because of the worry of life. you……"

Because it was already stipulated that it was not allowed to force a talented cultivator to enter a sect during the Shangzhou decree trial. It could only be lured. The man in the white shirt was so suffocated now that he secretly scolded this kid for not knowing how to praise him. If it weren't for the restrictions, He had already kidnapped the kid.

At this moment, Chu Yan suddenly turned his head.

"Hehe, little friend has changed his mind, that's fine, then..."

"Where is the teleportation array?"

Seeing the smile on the face of the man in the white shirt, Chu Yan said coldly.

"In the right eye cave of the Demon Grotto!"

The man in the white shirt met Chu Yan's eyes, and suddenly felt a sense of familiarity, and said unconsciously.

"Thank you!"

Chu Yan said lightly, just about to turn around, but suddenly remembered something, turned to the two of them and said solemnly: "Tell Chu Zongheng that the child is still alive, and that he will seek justice for his father, for sure!"

After the words were finished, a wing of sword energy suddenly appeared behind Chu Yan, in the right eye of the Flying Demon Grotto.

Entering the right eye cave of the Demon Grotto, a teleportation formation appeared in front of Chu Yan.

"Huh, father, no matter whether you praise me for doing this, the child must do it, because I am Chu Changtian's son!"

Chu Yan took a deep breath. He resented the Purple Demon Sect in his heart, and he resented the grandfather he had never met before. He just said something, and he was also writing a gauntlet. The glory of his father will be fulfilled by himself.

"Only get stronger!"

The teleportation array lit up in front of him, and Chu Yan stepped forward.

Below, the white-robed man and the black-robed man were still sluggish.

How did this kid know the name of the Sect Master?

Moreover, he dared to call the Sect Master by his name? And who is that kid? His father seeks justice, what kind of grudge does his father have with the Purple Demon Sect?

Both the white-robed man and the black-robed man had doubts in their eyes.

"I said scholar, you don't think this kid is a little familiar, why do I feel so familiar, as if I've seen it somewhere?"

The black-robed man's eyes were full of doubts.

"Could it be... butcher, come with me!"

Suddenly, the white-robed man's eyes trembled, and he pulled up the black-robed man and walked with extreme speed.

In just a few breaths, the two of them reached beyond the sea of ​​magic flames and fell directly in front of Kongjingu and Ling Xiaoyao, who were still recovering their strength.

Kong Jingu and Ling Xiaoyao felt the terrifying aura of the rushing two men. Just when they were about to speak, the man in white took the lead and grabbed Kong Jingu's shirt and said anxiously, "Going alone to the end. What is the name of the young cultivator in the first pass?"

"The younger generation is not familiar with him, so I don't know!"

Seeing the situation, Kong Jingu thought that the two were trying to trouble Chu Yan, and immediately said.

"This deity clearly heard you call him junior brother, how can you be unfamiliar, this deity has no ill will towards him, otherwise how could that kid enter the next level of trial ground alive, this deity wants to verify one thing, say, not to say that this deity is now I'll kill you!"

The man in the white shirt was anxious at this moment. If his guess was true, then this would be a big deal for the Purple Demon Sect and even for the entire Bingzhou.

Kong Jingu also thought about it. If a person with such a cultivation level wants to harm Chu Yan, he doesn't need to be so troublesome, he just said, "My junior brother's name is Chu Yan!"

"what?"

The man in the white shirt loosened the shirt of the empty golden bones, the whole person's face was shocked to the extreme, the whole person was stunned there, and the tears in his eyes were spinning!

"Scholar, it's the third young master, that is the third young master's child, and the third young master's child is still alive!"

Tears fell from the eyes of the black-robed man, and he was extremely excited. With this name, his familiar appearance, his innate demon body, and his series of words, this man was definitely a child of the Third Young Master.

"Yes, young master, still alive, and already so outstanding!"

The man in the white shirt never dreamed that the talented disciple they had been trying to win was actually a man from his own sect, a man with the bloodline of the Purple Demon.

Kong Jingu and Ling Xiaoyao were both stunned there, but they were extremely shocked. What kind of identity is this Chu Yan, to be able to provoke two masters of the Divine Tribulation Stage like this.

"Scholar, it's not too late. Let's go back and report to the Sect Master. If the Sect Master knows that his grandson is still alive, he will definitely be overjoyed!"

"Walk!"

The words of the two fell, and they drove the treasure away at a high speed!

The two were extremely fast and entered the left eye cave of the Demon Grotto within a few breaths. There was a teleportation formation among them, which was leading to the Purple Demon Sect in Bingzhou.

The two walked onto the teleportation array without hesitation, the array pattern flashed, and the next moment, the two figures disappeared.

...

Bingzhou, Purple Demon Sect, Sect Master's study.

An old man in a purple-patterned robe with white hair and beard was sitting on a chair, and there was a portrait on the desk in front of him.

This portrait is of a young man, his appearance is extraordinary, and his eyebrows are nine points similar to the old man!

"Changtian, I'm sorry for your father!"

The old man's eyes were full of guilt. Because of a decision of his own, his youngest son, whom he loved the most, left him. Later, he realized that the parting was a different way for people and ghosts, which became the regret of his life.

He regretted in his heart that for more than 40 years, he had never had a good night's sleep. After the news of his child's death, he had gray hair overnight, and every night after that, he had nightmares.

He practiced desperately, and continuously improved the strength of the sect over the years, in order to one day be able to kill the enemy, this is the only thing he can do to make up for it.

"Bang!"

"Sect Master, it's a good thing, a good thing!"

"Lord Sect Master, rejoice!"

The door of the study was slammed open, and two figures, one black and one white, almost rushed in.

"Bai Sheng, Hei Chang, do you two think this is your own backyard? How can you break in like this at will!"

Chu Zongheng was in a low mood, and immediately said angrily to the two subordinates who had followed him for many years.

"Boss, after I've said this, you can punish me how you want. Even if you chop me up, I won't say a word!"

The black-robed man said with excitement in his eyes.

Chu Zongheng knew that his two subordinates were not reckless people, and he also had doubts in his heart, and said, "Tell me, let's see if this matter can be worth the sin of your forcibly breaking into my pavilion!"

"Boss, three, three young masters..."

"What did you say? Changtian? Could it be that Changtian hasn't died yet?"

The man in black robe stuttered a little under the excitement in his eyes, Chu Zongheng stood up immediately and said in shock.

"No, no, it's a small..."

"Come on, why are you stammering at this time!"

Chu Zongheng roared that his youngest son was the pain of his life, and when he heard about him, he was immediately furious.

"Shut up, let me tell you!"

The man in the white shirt roared, and then said to Chu Zongheng, "Boss, we have seen the young master!"

"Little Master? Shan'er and Shi'er have been in retreat recently. How did you two meet? Besides, how surprised are you when you see them?"

Chu Zongheng wondered for a while.

"My lord, it's not Young Master Shan and Young Master Shi, but Young Master Yan, the son of the Third Young Master, Young Master Yan! My lord!"

The man in the white shirt said this, and he almost burst into tears.

"What? You say it again?"

Chu Zongheng's body was suddenly shocked, and he said again with a look of disbelief.

"It's Young Master Yan, Chu Yan, your grandson!"

"Yan, Yan'er, my grandson, where is he? Say, say!"