Chapter 2635
Ping An had already reached the peak of mind refinement. With the cooperation of the two, it would be difficult for ordinary mind refiners to fight.
Ninety-fourth floor
ninety-fifth floor
Ninety-eighth floor
At this moment, Ping An and Chu Yan rushed to the 98th floor of the Yi Building.
Among them, the one sitting cross-legged was an acquaintance of Chu Yan.
Jinling Boy
Back then, Jin Ling boy's cultivation was only the first time he entered the refining intent, but now, he has reached the peak of refining intent.
"Daoist friend, long time no see"
Jinling boy opened his eyes and looked at Chu Yan with white hair, with a sinister smile at the corner of his mouth.
"hands on"
Chu Yan did not say a word, and his mood exploded directly.
Ping An was even more merciless, and the two of them shot directly at the Jinling boy.
Jin Ling boy was about to say a few words, and talk about how he had made a breakthrough in the past few years, and finally reached the second position on the Italian list, but he did not expect Chu Yan to take such a shameless and direct shot.
"Bastard Golden Lotus Comes to the World"
Seeing the situation, the boy Jinling was furious, and countless golden lotus phantoms appeared all over his body.
A violent aura emerged.
"Brother Chu, this person's cultivation base is still higher than mine"
Seeing this scene, Ping An's eyes changed.
"Using the strongest magical power, I'll hold him back"
Chu Yan opened his mouth and then snorted: "Now"
Between these words, a huge wine jar emerged. This wine jar is extremely huge. At this moment, the ninety-eighth floor of the Italian Building is completely occupied.
The next moment, the wine jar opened, and a scorching wave of air roared out immediately.
"This is the breath of refinement"
Seeing this, Jinling boy's face changed slightly.
A flame giant phantom rushed out of the wine jar and hit the Jinling boy directly.
flame monarch
It was Chu Yan's magical power of fire from the Five Elements Daoist that Chu Yan collected with the magical power of reflecting the moon in a wine mirror, and it broke out at this moment.
"This is just a supernatural power that has just entered the refining mind, it can't beat me"
Jin Ling boy shouted loudly at this moment, and the golden lotus fused immediately.
"burst"
Chu Yan's figure quickly retreated and said a word immediately.
Immediately, the flame monarch burst open, and a scorching fire wave directly engulfed the golden spirit boy.
"I am going to kill you"
The burst of shouts from the Jinling boy came out, and he rushed out in tattered clothes.
"Big Brother Chu"
Also at this moment, peace broke out, the ancient body of the Purple Emperor has emerged, and his hand is already holding the sword of the Purple Emperor.
Seeing the situation, Chu Yan bit his fingertips and pointed at the sword of the Purple Emperor.
"Golden Lotus Destroys the World"
At this moment, Jin Ling boy is also the peak boundless golden lotus artistic conception condensed into a giant beast. This beast is unknown and has three heads and six legs.
"Brother Chu, leave this place to me"
Open your mouth safely, the mood is motivated.
Immediately, the ancient body of the Purple Emperor was holding the sword of the Purple Emperor and slashed directly at the golden lotus beast.
Chu Yan is not a person who is twisted. With the cultivation base of Ping An Yi Peak, he also knows that he can protect himself. He no longer hesitates, and goes to the 99th floor of Yi Building.
The ninety-ninth floor of the Italian Building.
"You finally came"
As soon as Chu Yan stepped into it, there was an ethereal voice. This voice was a little slender, not like a man's voice.
In front of Chu Yan was an old man. This old man had long white hair that had spread all over the ground, and even covered the entire ninety-ninth floor of the Yilou.
The most important thing is that this old man has no legs and no arms.
"This cultivation base"
Chu Yan's white hair fluttered and he looked at the old man at this moment.
The old man said: "Nine hundred years ago, this old man was the way to realize the artistic conception.
self-destruction
As soon as Chu Yan heard this, he felt a little shake in his heart. In order to cultivate artistic conception, this person actually gave up his manhood.
The old man said again: "Seven hundred years ago, the old man cut off his legs and achieved Mingyi"
Cut off your legs
Chu Yan sighed inwardly, this person has reached stubborn madness in order to cultivate artistic conception.
The old man said again: "Five hundred years, the old man broke his arms by himself, and achieved the refinement."
Chu Yan was silent.
"Three hundred years ago, the old man dug his eyes out until now"
At this moment, the old man suddenly opened his eyes.
There was a void in those eyes
At the same time, an aura that belonged to the peak of Refining Intent, and even half a foot into the Intentional Transformation, exploded frantically.
This momentum turned into a storm of artistic conception. Chu Yan was only at the peak of his clear meaning. At this moment, under this storm, he was shaken back and forth again and again.
"Senior makes a big decision, junior admires it"
Chu Yan opened his mouth, this decision had to be admired, and if he was himself, Chu Yan asked himself that he couldn't do it.
In order to practice, I cut my male yang, cut my legs, cut my arms, and dig my eyes.
What a decision this is, an ordinary person, even if he chooses to commit suicide, would not do such cruelty to himself, but this old man did it.
"Unfortunately, the old man Huayi still didn't step in, and now, the old man is inseparable."
In the old man's words, there was a sense of sigh, and then suddenly his aura suddenly burst: "If you want to break through, you still need to be killed, this old man can't be killed, but you are the first to step into this place in the past 900 years. If you kill you, you can accomplish the old man's business."
"In my lifetime, I have practiced outside for more than 400 years, and have been on the immortal island for more than 300 years. I have seen all kinds of situations in my life. Now I am stuck at the top of Mingyi. Your self-mutilation decision, I don't have it, but I can kill you and kill you. With you, my mood can also break through."
Chu Yan's eyes flickered. At this moment, he finally found the opportunity to make a breakthrough.
"Kill the old man hahaha, hahaha, okay, okay"
The old man laughed out loud for a while, and the boundless long hair spread on the ground immediately fluttered, like countless slender white demon snakes.
"Okay, if you want to behead the old man, and the old man also wants to behead you, you and I will fight with a peak blow, and the beheaded person will achieve another person's artistic conception"
The old man's voice was filled with excitement.
He had been waiting for this moment for a long time.
"it is good"
Chu Yan nodded.
On this Immortal Fallen Island, he has only one magical power that can compete with the old man, and this magical power can only be used once.
"The mood of hair"
At this moment, the old man shouted loudly, and for a while, his boundless white hair spread out very quickly, and during this diffusion, countless half-empty and half-solid white hair phantoms emerged around him.
This is the mood of the old man
No wonder he didn't cut his hair, it turns out that his artistic conception is hair
This boundless white hair instantly engulfed the entire space. In the end, except for Chu Yan's Fang Yuanzhang Xu, the entire ninety-ninth floor of the Yi Building was completely filled with white hair.
At this moment, Chu Yan pressed a finger on the eyebrows and closed his eyes.
In an instant, the four hundred and sixteen years of outside world practice and the three hundred years of practice on Fallen Immortal Island came to mind every day, and countless images roared in Chu Yan's eyes.
"This is the most peak magical blow in my life, the white hair replaces the sky, and I die."
The nameless old man roared, and the boundless white hair in all directions instantly became extremely hard. If it turned into countless sharp thorns, it would stab Chu Yan suddenly.
white hair on behalf of the sky
The power of this magical power is that it occupies everything in the space, making you unavoidable, as if its white hair has replaced the entire sky
And at this moment, Chu Yan suddenly opened his eyes, his fingers moved away from his eyebrows, and he whispered: "The brand of time, the dragon of artistic conception"
Between the words, the boundless imprints of time rushed out of Chu Yan's eyebrows in an almost gushing way, seemingly endless.
seven hundred and sixteen
More than 260,000 time imprints erupted, and on each time imprint, a picture emerged, and each picture was a day spent by Chu Yan.
In the next moment, every imprint of time turned into a dragon scale.
In the end, the imprints of countless years converged and turned into an incomparably huge dragon of artistic conception. The dragon of artistic conception instantly surrounded Chu Yan and protected Chu Yan in it.
On this dragon of artistic conception, on the countless scales, countless pictures flickered with light.
"boom boom"
The thorns transformed by the boundless white hair bombarded the defense of the dragon of artistic conception transformed by the brand of time, making a roaring sound.
The imprints of the years keep crumbling, crumbling, crumbling
two hundred and sixty thousand
two hundred thousand
one hundred thousand
When it finally collapsed to the point where there were only more than 7,000 paths left, the boundless white hair finally dissipated.
The artistic conception of the dragon is broken.
One move, no winner
There is blood on the corners of Chu Yan's mouth, marked by the years, he only has this chance to use it, today's battle, only watch this time
"Dragon Killing"
With a big wave of Chu Yan's hand, the dragon of broken artistic conception composed of more than 7,000 years' imprints directly slayed the nameless old man.
At this moment, the nameless old man also spurted blood from his mouth. He didn't expect that Chu Yan was only at the peak of Mingyi, and he was a big realm behind him, and he was able to resist this blow from himself, and his supernatural powers dissipated, but his supernatural powers did not dissipate.
"One move is not a winner, then the second move is white-haired like a devil"
The nameless old man roared, and immediately the white-haired phantom around his body emerged again, instantly condensing into a huge phantom with white hair fluttering, although this time the magical power was not as good as the first time. , but also terrifying
"boom"
The dragon of artistic conception was originally broken, and at this moment, under the collision of the white-haired devil's phantom, it collapsed in an instant.
"Little devil, fulfill the old man, today, you only have one death"
"But not necessarily, the wine mirror reflects the moon"
Ninety-fourth floor
ninety-fifth floor
Ninety-eighth floor
At this moment, Ping An and Chu Yan rushed to the 98th floor of the Yi Building.
Among them, the one sitting cross-legged was an acquaintance of Chu Yan.
Jinling Boy
Back then, Jin Ling boy's cultivation was only the first time he entered the refining intent, but now, he has reached the peak of refining intent.
"Daoist friend, long time no see"
Jinling boy opened his eyes and looked at Chu Yan with white hair, with a sinister smile at the corner of his mouth.
"hands on"
Chu Yan did not say a word, and his mood exploded directly.
Ping An was even more merciless, and the two of them shot directly at the Jinling boy.
Jin Ling boy was about to say a few words, and talk about how he had made a breakthrough in the past few years, and finally reached the second position on the Italian list, but he did not expect Chu Yan to take such a shameless and direct shot.
"Bastard Golden Lotus Comes to the World"
Seeing the situation, the boy Jinling was furious, and countless golden lotus phantoms appeared all over his body.
A violent aura emerged.
"Brother Chu, this person's cultivation base is still higher than mine"
Seeing this scene, Ping An's eyes changed.
"Using the strongest magical power, I'll hold him back"
Chu Yan opened his mouth and then snorted: "Now"
Between these words, a huge wine jar emerged. This wine jar is extremely huge. At this moment, the ninety-eighth floor of the Italian Building is completely occupied.
The next moment, the wine jar opened, and a scorching wave of air roared out immediately.
"This is the breath of refinement"
Seeing this, Jinling boy's face changed slightly.
A flame giant phantom rushed out of the wine jar and hit the Jinling boy directly.
flame monarch
It was Chu Yan's magical power of fire from the Five Elements Daoist that Chu Yan collected with the magical power of reflecting the moon in a wine mirror, and it broke out at this moment.
"This is just a supernatural power that has just entered the refining mind, it can't beat me"
Jin Ling boy shouted loudly at this moment, and the golden lotus fused immediately.
"burst"
Chu Yan's figure quickly retreated and said a word immediately.
Immediately, the flame monarch burst open, and a scorching fire wave directly engulfed the golden spirit boy.
"I am going to kill you"
The burst of shouts from the Jinling boy came out, and he rushed out in tattered clothes.
"Big Brother Chu"
Also at this moment, peace broke out, the ancient body of the Purple Emperor has emerged, and his hand is already holding the sword of the Purple Emperor.
Seeing the situation, Chu Yan bit his fingertips and pointed at the sword of the Purple Emperor.
"Golden Lotus Destroys the World"
At this moment, Jin Ling boy is also the peak boundless golden lotus artistic conception condensed into a giant beast. This beast is unknown and has three heads and six legs.
"Brother Chu, leave this place to me"
Open your mouth safely, the mood is motivated.
Immediately, the ancient body of the Purple Emperor was holding the sword of the Purple Emperor and slashed directly at the golden lotus beast.
Chu Yan is not a person who is twisted. With the cultivation base of Ping An Yi Peak, he also knows that he can protect himself. He no longer hesitates, and goes to the 99th floor of Yi Building.
The ninety-ninth floor of the Italian Building.
"You finally came"
As soon as Chu Yan stepped into it, there was an ethereal voice. This voice was a little slender, not like a man's voice.
In front of Chu Yan was an old man. This old man had long white hair that had spread all over the ground, and even covered the entire ninety-ninth floor of the Yilou.
The most important thing is that this old man has no legs and no arms.
"This cultivation base"
Chu Yan's white hair fluttered and he looked at the old man at this moment.
The old man said: "Nine hundred years ago, this old man was the way to realize the artistic conception.
self-destruction
As soon as Chu Yan heard this, he felt a little shake in his heart. In order to cultivate artistic conception, this person actually gave up his manhood.
The old man said again: "Seven hundred years ago, the old man cut off his legs and achieved Mingyi"
Cut off your legs
Chu Yan sighed inwardly, this person has reached stubborn madness in order to cultivate artistic conception.
The old man said again: "Five hundred years, the old man broke his arms by himself, and achieved the refinement."
Chu Yan was silent.
"Three hundred years ago, the old man dug his eyes out until now"
At this moment, the old man suddenly opened his eyes.
There was a void in those eyes
At the same time, an aura that belonged to the peak of Refining Intent, and even half a foot into the Intentional Transformation, exploded frantically.
This momentum turned into a storm of artistic conception. Chu Yan was only at the peak of his clear meaning. At this moment, under this storm, he was shaken back and forth again and again.
"Senior makes a big decision, junior admires it"
Chu Yan opened his mouth, this decision had to be admired, and if he was himself, Chu Yan asked himself that he couldn't do it.
In order to practice, I cut my male yang, cut my legs, cut my arms, and dig my eyes.
What a decision this is, an ordinary person, even if he chooses to commit suicide, would not do such cruelty to himself, but this old man did it.
"Unfortunately, the old man Huayi still didn't step in, and now, the old man is inseparable."
In the old man's words, there was a sense of sigh, and then suddenly his aura suddenly burst: "If you want to break through, you still need to be killed, this old man can't be killed, but you are the first to step into this place in the past 900 years. If you kill you, you can accomplish the old man's business."
"In my lifetime, I have practiced outside for more than 400 years, and have been on the immortal island for more than 300 years. I have seen all kinds of situations in my life. Now I am stuck at the top of Mingyi. Your self-mutilation decision, I don't have it, but I can kill you and kill you. With you, my mood can also break through."
Chu Yan's eyes flickered. At this moment, he finally found the opportunity to make a breakthrough.
"Kill the old man hahaha, hahaha, okay, okay"
The old man laughed out loud for a while, and the boundless long hair spread on the ground immediately fluttered, like countless slender white demon snakes.
"Okay, if you want to behead the old man, and the old man also wants to behead you, you and I will fight with a peak blow, and the beheaded person will achieve another person's artistic conception"
The old man's voice was filled with excitement.
He had been waiting for this moment for a long time.
"it is good"
Chu Yan nodded.
On this Immortal Fallen Island, he has only one magical power that can compete with the old man, and this magical power can only be used once.
"The mood of hair"
At this moment, the old man shouted loudly, and for a while, his boundless white hair spread out very quickly, and during this diffusion, countless half-empty and half-solid white hair phantoms emerged around him.
This is the mood of the old man
No wonder he didn't cut his hair, it turns out that his artistic conception is hair
This boundless white hair instantly engulfed the entire space. In the end, except for Chu Yan's Fang Yuanzhang Xu, the entire ninety-ninth floor of the Yi Building was completely filled with white hair.
At this moment, Chu Yan pressed a finger on the eyebrows and closed his eyes.
In an instant, the four hundred and sixteen years of outside world practice and the three hundred years of practice on Fallen Immortal Island came to mind every day, and countless images roared in Chu Yan's eyes.
"This is the most peak magical blow in my life, the white hair replaces the sky, and I die."
The nameless old man roared, and the boundless white hair in all directions instantly became extremely hard. If it turned into countless sharp thorns, it would stab Chu Yan suddenly.
white hair on behalf of the sky
The power of this magical power is that it occupies everything in the space, making you unavoidable, as if its white hair has replaced the entire sky
And at this moment, Chu Yan suddenly opened his eyes, his fingers moved away from his eyebrows, and he whispered: "The brand of time, the dragon of artistic conception"
Between the words, the boundless imprints of time rushed out of Chu Yan's eyebrows in an almost gushing way, seemingly endless.
seven hundred and sixteen
More than 260,000 time imprints erupted, and on each time imprint, a picture emerged, and each picture was a day spent by Chu Yan.
In the next moment, every imprint of time turned into a dragon scale.
In the end, the imprints of countless years converged and turned into an incomparably huge dragon of artistic conception. The dragon of artistic conception instantly surrounded Chu Yan and protected Chu Yan in it.
On this dragon of artistic conception, on the countless scales, countless pictures flickered with light.
"boom boom"
The thorns transformed by the boundless white hair bombarded the defense of the dragon of artistic conception transformed by the brand of time, making a roaring sound.
The imprints of the years keep crumbling, crumbling, crumbling
two hundred and sixty thousand
two hundred thousand
one hundred thousand
When it finally collapsed to the point where there were only more than 7,000 paths left, the boundless white hair finally dissipated.
The artistic conception of the dragon is broken.
One move, no winner
There is blood on the corners of Chu Yan's mouth, marked by the years, he only has this chance to use it, today's battle, only watch this time
"Dragon Killing"
With a big wave of Chu Yan's hand, the dragon of broken artistic conception composed of more than 7,000 years' imprints directly slayed the nameless old man.
At this moment, the nameless old man also spurted blood from his mouth. He didn't expect that Chu Yan was only at the peak of Mingyi, and he was a big realm behind him, and he was able to resist this blow from himself, and his supernatural powers dissipated, but his supernatural powers did not dissipate.
"One move is not a winner, then the second move is white-haired like a devil"
The nameless old man roared, and immediately the white-haired phantom around his body emerged again, instantly condensing into a huge phantom with white hair fluttering, although this time the magical power was not as good as the first time. , but also terrifying
"boom"
The dragon of artistic conception was originally broken, and at this moment, under the collision of the white-haired devil's phantom, it collapsed in an instant.
"Little devil, fulfill the old man, today, you only have one death"
"But not necessarily, the wine mirror reflects the moon"
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