Chapter 1496: Destruction

It was as if the sky was falling, and under the horrified eyes of everyone in the audience, nearly a hundred miles away, like a city of basalt spirits, crashed down from the sky.

Boom... boom!

There was a sound of earth shaking, and the people who were still on the black jade platform at this time felt that the sky was falling apart, and the sky and the earth were shaking crazily within their eyes.

This scene, as if the sky is falling apart, the sun and the moon are destroyed!

The gigantic basalt spirit completely covered nearly 80% of the black jade platform, and when it crashed down, everything turned into dust.

The area calculated by Chu Yan is similar, except for the edge of the black jade platform, where the crowd is, and the Wanhun Pagoda, all other places were hit.

This time Mount Tai crushed the top, and killed nearly a hundred thousand wandering masterless spirits on the black jade platform!

"Xuanwu Wuhun, come back!"

Chu Yan's spiritual consciousness was like lightning, and the Xuanwu soul turned into a black light, shot out of Chu Yan's brow, and returned to the sea of ​​consciousness.

With the disappearance of the Xuanwu Martial Soul, the crowd of people who were as stiff as petrified, felt empty in front of them at a glance.

Just now, all kinds of powerful martial souls densely packed together with the power of martial souls gathered in the sky disappeared in an instant!

Nothing left!

Including the Ninth Prince and Hualong's Double-headed Demon Ape and Tianlu Chariot, not even a scum was left behind.

A gust of mountain wind blew past, bringing up black jade square, a thin piece of black ash was scattered in front of everyone.

There was a dead silence on the entire black jade platform!

"Ah...! My martial soul..."

Suddenly, a shrill scream resounded throughout the sky of Black Jade Square.

The Ninth Prince's face was contorted, his eyes were bloodshot, and he rushed towards the Black Jade Square like a lunatic, his tragic howl was earth-shattering.

"This...how is this possible!?"

Hua Long stood on the spot, his whole body trembling like a pendulum, his eyes were empty and lifeless, as if his soul had flown out of his body, walking dead, his face as white as paper was full of horror.

hiss! hiss! hiss! hiss......

Following the mournful howl of the Ninth Prince, the silence of the scene was broken, and a panting sound resounded like a tide.

Including the gray-robed deacon, their faces were also twitching, and they gasped violently!

A pair of eyes, full of trembling pupils, full of fear!

horrible!

terrible!

With just one blow, nearly 100,000 masterless martial souls in the Ten Thousand Souls Pagoda were all blasted to death!

For the first time in the past half a million years, the entire Immortal and Demon Flying General Platform appeared, with such a terrifying result.

Turning his head slowly, looking at Chu Yan not far away, the deacon in gray robe was full of disbelief.

monster!

Absolute monster!

Not only the gray-robed deacon, but all the geniuses in the audience turned their heads and looked at Chu Yan in unison.

At this moment, in their eyes, Chu Yan was like an existence more terrifying than a god.

You must know that in the nearly one hundred martial spirit battles just now, whether it was the Ninth Prince's invincible chariot spirit or Hua Long's battle-type spirit, they only killed a thousand or more than three hundred masterless spirits. .

However, the martial soul of the black-robed sword demon in front of him killed a hundred thousand masterless martial souls with just one blow!

This... this is too scary!

"I should have won the betting battle just now!?" Chu Yan looked at the gray-robed deacon, smiled lightly, and asked.

"I...I declare that the black-robed sword demon will win by killing ten...one hundred thousand masterless martial spirits!"

When the gray-robed deacon heard Chu Yan's words, he woke up suddenly, and announced loudly with a voice still full of horror.

At the same time, with a big wave of his hand, he threw the bet in his hand to Chu Yan.

As soon as he raised his hand, he took two pieces of colored crystals, swept his consciousness across them, and nodded in satisfaction, without any effort, Chu Yan got tens of thousands of colored crystals.

This gamble is a bargain!

"In this martial arts battle, Chu Yan is the first, the Ninth Prince is the second, and Hua Long is the third! Give out rewards!"

The gray-robed deacon made seals with both hands, and a handprint shot towards the Wanhun Pagoda in the distance. Suddenly, the Wanhun Pagoda burst into light, and three golden light spots flew straight from a distance, shooting at Chu Yan and the Ninth Prince respectively. .

These three dots of golden light are exactly what the gray-robed deacon said before the martial soul battle, they can increase the star rank of the martial soul, and also give a one-ten-thousandth chance for a full-rank martial soul to be promoted to the battle soul reward.

With a call of his big hand, he captured Jin Guang in front of him, and Chu Yan pondered.

There is a one in ten thousand chance of advancing to the battle spirit rank! ?

This is too....low!

Without thinking for a long time, Chu Yan shook his head, let's upgrade the Xuanwu soul!

At the very least, it would allow the Xuanwu soul to be steadily promoted to one level. As for the promotion of the battle soul, Chu Yan believed that there should be many opportunities in this Canglong Realm.

There is always a chance that is much higher than the one in ten thousand chance!

Soon, golden light poured into the sea of ​​consciousness and merged with the Xuanwu soul. The powerful heaven and earth spiritual power and the power of the martial soul erupted on the Xuanwu soul.

A large swath of black clouds surged, completely covering the sea of ​​consciousness and the sky. Under the bursts of black light, the basalt martial soul roared, rising from the eight-star martial soul to the nine-star martial soul.

So far, Xuanwu Wuhun is still one step away from the full star!

After the fusion reward, Chu Yan restrained his true energy, his breath settled, and he slowly raised his head and looked around.

In the middle of the Black Jade Platform in the distance, the Ninth Prince and Hua Long, with the help of the gray-robed deacon mobilizing the Ten Thousand Souls Pagoda, revived their spirits.

However, because Chu Yan wiped out 100,000 masterless martial souls in one go, the Ten Thousand Souls Pagoda was seriously injured.

Therefore, although the martial souls of the Ninth Prince and Hua Long were not damaged, their power was extremely weak, and the martial souls almost turned into phantoms.

The two were ambitious, and both chose Wuhun to advance!

As a result, of course, there is no need to think about it. Originally, there was only a 1/10,000 chance. In addition, the martial souls of the two of them were extremely weak, and it was impossible to succeed in advancing.

As the faint golden light on the two martial spirits disappeared quickly, the faces of the Ninth Prince and Hua Long turned livid.

After a big battle, he didn't get any benefits, and his martial spirit was weakened.

Naturally, this result cannot satisfy them!

Immediately, the two eyes of resentment turned around together, and looked at Chu Yan who was smiling at the same time.

However, as soon as the three eyes met, the pupils of the Ninth Prince and Hua Long trembled, and they quickly looked away.

As long as they see Chu Yan, they will think of the horrible scene just now!

That scene of destroying the world, killing hundreds of thousands of masterless martial souls in a flash, was like a shadow, forever frozen in the sea of ​​consciousness of the two of them.

What's more, not only the Ninth Prince and Hua Long, but also the hundreds of spiritual powerhouses in the audience looked at Chu Yan with horror.

This Chu Yan, the black-robed sword demon!

There is such a terrifying martial soul, it is definitely not something I can afford!

"Everyone, please follow me back to the Flying General's Terrace. Nine days later, the third round of genius battle will begin!"

The gray-robed deacon glanced at Chu Yan, and his pupils trembled slightly. His whole body was enraged, and he fell to the ground with a word, and his figure soared into the sky, and followed the original path, returning to the Immortal Demon Flying General's Platform.

A group of geniuses, all flying into the sky, followed closely behind.