Chapter 2890

The giant sword was slapped by Chu Yan and floated directly beside him. The purple devil inside wanted to rush out, but he felt an unstoppable force of rules.

Then, a piece of demonic energy penetrated into the giant sword, and his eyes instantly became confused.

A giant sword, a son of Unicom Purple Devil, was recovered by Chu Yan like this.

The rule 'sword' recovered only the flying sword, and what really made the Zimo one of them surrender was the spirit of the ancient demon.

But Zi Mo's other sons didn't think so when they saw this scene, and they were shocked to the extreme by recovering one sword in one shot.

"Four Four Swords Formation! Transform!"

At this moment, the tenth son of the Purple Demon spoke up.

Immediately, sixteen giant swords roared out, transforming into a sword formation in the sky.

These four or four sword formations were different from the Zixiao sword formation that Chu Yan had built back then. They were separated from the illusionary form and formed a rule.

Chu Yan's expression remained the same, and he said, "The Sword Intent of the Years, be quiet!"

Under these words, the illusory shadows condensed by the sixteen swords of time around Chu Yan appeared, and they rushed directly into the sixteen giant swords.

The rules of the years are integrated into the sword.

Time is divided into three kinds of changes: reversal, stillness, and acceleration.

These people obviously just want to learn from Chu Yan, and naturally they don't need to shoot too hard, so Chu Yan uses the change of stillness.

Immediately, the sixteen giant swords were all fixed in the air in an instant.

Among the many sons of the Purple Demon, there was a look of horror in their eyes, and they were unable to break through this static state by virtue of their Vientiane Stage cultivation.

With a big wave of Chu Yan's hand, the aura of the ancient demons merged into many giant swords, and the sixteen giant swords immediately surrounded Chu Yan's body.

also controlled.

Among the remaining seventy-three giant swords, the Son of the Purple Demon shook.

Although they heard that Chu Yan's cultivation was profound, they did not expect it to be so powerful.

"Earth Demon Sword Formation!"

Immediately, the tenth son of the Purple Devil spoke again.

Immediately, seventy-two giant swords flew out, and at the same time, the earth shook, and within the earth, an earth-shattering aura suddenly erupted.

This boundless Earth Demonic Qi was directly integrated into the sword formation composed of seventy-two giant swords.

Immediately, the aura of this earthly evil was violent and condensed into a huge purple ghost in the sky, and the fighting intent in its eyes was violent.

The suffocating energy here is the gathering of countless Zimoshan disciples practicing magic arts.

At this moment, countless disciples of the Nine Demons Mountain were watching this place from a distance, and their eyes were full of shock.

"The phantom of the devil! Interesting! Surrender to me!"

Chu Yan roared, and immediately an ancient demon energy erupted from his body.

At the same time as this ancient devil's aura erupted, the son of the purple devil in the seventy-two giant swords shook his body. At the same time, in the sky, the purple devil shadow, the fighting intent in his eyes instantly diminished, and it turned into an unprecedented sense of respect. He knelt down and bowed down towards Chu Yan.

"Nine days, this formation can be dispersed!"

Chu Yan looked at the last giant sword and said lightly.

Among the giant swords, Zi Jiutian flew out, looked at Chu Yan, and said, "Master Emperor, please let go of my brothers!"

Chu Yan smiled slightly and waved his hand.

Immediately, all the giant swords under his control fell, and a figure flew out of them.

"Meet the Emperor!"

Everyone clasped their fists towards Chu Yan.

This is the way of immortality. Without the corresponding strength, even if he is in a high position, he will not be respected by others. At this moment, Chu Yan has convinced everyone.

Zi Jiutian looked at Chu Yan and smiled bitterly: "Lord Emperor, there are nine older brothers over there!"

Chu Yan didn't say a word. With one step, the void changed. He directly crossed the crowd and saw the foot of the Nine Demons Mountain.

Nine magic mountains, each of which is ten thousand feet high.

At this moment, a voice came from the ninth magic mountain:

"The ninth son of the Purple Devil, Zi Xinyue holds the Falling Moon Sword to learn the means of the Emperor!"

Under these words, a figure suddenly flew out of the ninth magic mountain.

Among them, a young man with eyes like a star, waved his big hand, and immediately pulled out the giant sword that was inserted into the ninth magic mountain.

"I heard the peak in the early stage!"

At a glance, Chu Yan saw his cultivation, and a sword appeared in his hand without saying much.

This sword is the sword of reincarnation of life and death.

"Take my sword, you win this battle!"

Chu Yan opened his mouth, and between the words, the sword of reincarnation in his hand was raised, and the sword slashed directly.

At this moment, the Inextinguishable Sword Intent broke out, and countless white sword energy roared out, turning into a sword energy dragon, and the sword energy in each scale of the sword energy dragon was sealed seven times.

"Purple Moon Sword Intent!"

Zi Crescent opened her mouth, and the Falling Moon Sword in her hand slashed down.

Immediately in the sky, a purple moon phantom rose, and as the sword fell, the purple moon fell with a bang.

"boom!"

The Dragon of Sword Qi collided with the purple falling moon.

The dragon of sword qi collapsed instantly, but each of the scales sealed itself seven times of sword qi, and the second layer of sword qi exploded instantly, turning into a dragon of sword qi again.

The third time, the fourth time, the fifth time!

When the fifth seal was opened, the purple falling moon had already collapsed.

Blood spurted out of Zi Crescent's mouth, shock in his eyes, and clenched his fists: "I'm defeated!"

Chu Yan did not speak, and in one step, he came to the foot of the Eighth Magic Mountain.

Above the eighth magic mountain, a voice came instantly:

"The eighth son of the purple devil, Zijing holds the vine sword to teach the emperor's methods!"

Above the eighth mountain, a young man flew out and pulled out the sword in the mountain. He couldn't help but roar when he looked at Chu Yan: "Wisteria Sword Intent!"

Between the words, a sword fell.

Under this sword, an illusory purple rattan phantom appeared, and the rattan was full of spikes emitting a cold light.

This sword, in a twisted state, slashed towards Chu Yan.

"Destroy Sword Intent!"

Chu Yan opened his mouth, and the sword intent of Mie Mie broke out instantly, slashing down with a sword.

In an instant, a black sword qi dragon appeared, and countless black sword qi above the body of the sword qi dragon instantly burned, and a sense of boundless extinction erupted.

When the purple rattan touched the sword intent of extinction, it burned directly.

One sword, defeat the enemy.

Chu Yan took another step forward and came to the seventh magic mountain.

At the top of the seventh magic mountain, there is a young man standing above the giant sword at this moment, and his figure is looming, very illusory.

"There is no physical body, only the soul of the primordial spirit!"