Chapter 2891

At a glance, Chu Yan could see that this person actually had no physical body, just a soul body of the primordial spirit.

As the seventh son of the Purple Devil, it is naturally impossible that he has no physical body to be found, so this can only show that the sword intent he cultivates is special.

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

"The seventh son of the purple devil, Ziying holds the dagger and soul sword to learn the means of the emperor!"

Zi Ying's words fell, and he pulled out the sword in the mountain. The sword turned out to be an illusory state, and it was only three feet long, and it looked like a huge dagger.

This sword, there is no sword body, just a soul body.

"Soul Sword!"

A faint smile appeared on the corner of Chu Yan's mouth.

"Sword Intent of Soul!"

Under Zi Ying's words, the soul sword was slashed towards Chu Yan.

"It is the soul sword, why not enter the reincarnation, the reincarnation of life and death, the reincarnation sword intent!"

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

In the sky, a black and white whirlpool of life and death reincarnation emerged.

A breath of reincarnation erupted.

Immediately, the soul sword involuntarily moved towards the reincarnation nest, let alone fighting, at this moment it was unable to control its own body.

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

Zi Ying roared, tears even streaming down his eyes.

"That's it!"

Chu Yan sighed, and the Samsara sword energy was put away.

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

Chu Yan's eyes swept away, and the real body of the soul sword was the soul of a woman.

"If you love her, you will enter reincarnation with him!"

Chu Yan spoke softly.

Purple Shadow nodded.

Chu Yan didn't say more, and in one step, he came to the sixth magic mountain.

On the sixth magic mountain, there was a purple flame burning on the giant sword. The flame was so strong that Chu Yan felt an incomparably hot feeling.

"The sixth son of the purple devil, Zi Yi holds the flaming sword to teach the emperor's methods!"

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

In a word, a sword fell.

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

"Void Thunder Sword Intent!"

The extremely ancient virtual thunder sword appeared in Chu Yan's hand, and the sword came out.

In an instant, between the heavens and the earth, countless illusory thunder and lightning emerged, and the illusory thunder and lightning were transformed into thousands, and they continued to impact.

"Boom bang..."

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

Then, I saw that thousands of illusory thunders condensed illusory thunder and lightning again, impacted again, and directly hit the body of the flaming sword.

Ziyi spewed blood and retreated.

Chu Yan did not say a word, and went directly to the Fifth Magic Mountain.

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

"The fifth son of the Purple Devil, Zi Yuchen holds the Purple Rain Sword to learn the means of the Emperor!"

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

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

After hearing.

This kind of strength is enough to make Chu Yan pay attention to it. After entering the Dao Wen Dao stage, Chu Yan can already kill the early Wen Dao and middle Wen Dao cultivators.

"Fire and rain are right, my virtual thunder should be matched by real thunder!"

At this moment, Lenovo's previous purple flame sword intent, and seeing the current purple rain sword intent, Chu Yan's mind suddenly roared, and an unprecedented sense of enlightenment struck.

If there is emptiness, then there must be reality. Oneself derived the emptiness, but abandoned the reality and made it incomplete.

"This sword should be called the False and True Ancient Thunder Sword!"

Chu Yan opened his mouth, and thunder and lightning rose from the extremely ancient virtual thunder sword.

This lightning, pitch black as ink.

In the black thunder and lightning, it does not only contain magic, but it contains, metal, wood, water, fire, soil, and five elements.

This thunder is real thunder.

The real thunder erupted, turned into a black thunder and lightning giant sword, and directly killed it.

"boom!"

The sword of purple rain condensation collapsed instantly.

"The means of the emperor, I admire it!"

There was admiration in Zi Yuchen's eyes.

"If I don't understand the sword intent of the real thunder, I can't beat you with one blow!"

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

On the fourth magic mountain, blood filled the air.

A young man, holding a giant sword, above the giant sword, the blood is monstrous.

"The fourth son of the Purple Devil, Zi Lingxuan holds the Bloody Sword to teach the Emperor's methods!"

The boy in blood, with the sword in his hand, stabbed three swords in the sky in a row, three blood shadows appeared, then quickly overlapped, and then slashed directly.

"Virtual Sword Intent!"

Chu Yan opened his mouth, and the sword in his hand exploded.

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

Both, kill at the same time.

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

Void Sword Intent.

And at this moment, the black real thunder sword intent slashed directly.

The bloody sword energy surged, and once again slashed towards the Shilei Sword Intent, but the Shilei Sword Intent instantly became illusory and turned into a phantom thunder.

For a while, Zi Lingxuan was unable to find the real place.

He lost.

Chu Yanjin accidentally realized the change of reality and reality. Facing the peak cultivators in the later period of Wen Dao, he was also crushed in a battle.

Before the Third Magic Mountain.

An extremely thin man was holding a purple bone sword.

Its breath has already heard the Dao of Great Perfection.

If such a strong person wants to defeat, he must use extremely powerful means.

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

The skinny man opened his mouth and stabbed the bone sword in his hand.

Under 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. Swallow it with Chu Yan.

"The years, stand still!"

In Chu Yan's hand, the Years Demon Wood Sword has emerged, and it is lightly tapped.

Immediately, the void vibrated, and ripples spread out.

The purple-bone python suddenly settled in the void, and Chu Yan moved forward step by step.

"The sword intent of the years is really fierce, look at the sword intent of my bones!"

The skinny man opened his mouth, and the boundless bone phantoms appeared crazily around, turning into four walls, trapping Chu Yan in them.