Chapter 1762: Li Tian's Wrath

As the dragon's breath crossed the border, dozens of Mingzu disciples were thrown backwards in an instant, and none of them could stand safely.

"You...you...how is it possible!?"

After being dragged away for thousands of steps, a few stronger disciples of the Ming clan managed to stabilize their figure, suddenly raised their heads, and looked at Chu Yan with a look of astonishment on their faces.

"Your combat strength has surpassed the peak of the quasi-emperor rank, and is almost the same as that of Senior Brother Wu Nian!?"

His eyes were wide open, his face was full of disbelief, and he roared directly under the great horror.

The other Mingzu disciples who were scattered around had the same astonishment on their faces, with expressions of disbelief on their faces, staring at Chu Yan dully.

A warrior who has fallen from the human race, who is unknown and has never been heard of before, actually has a strength similar to that of Mo Wunian, one of the top 100 geniuses of the Ming clan! ?

How can this be! ?

In an instant, the fifty disciples of the Ming clan felt that the sea of ​​consciousness had completely collapsed, and the originally clear world view was in chaos.

Swish!

The black shadow was like lightning, Chu Yan held the long sword in his hand, and with a dodge, he landed in front of a Mingzu disciple.

"You... what are you going to do!?"

Seeing Chu Yan approaching with a long sword in his hand and a sneer on his face, the Nadir disciple felt cold in his heart, his scalp was numb, and he lost his voice in horror.

"Guess!" Chu Yan grinned.

"You...you dare!"

Seeing the blooming smile on Chu Yan's face, the Mingzu disciple almost fainted from fright.

"I... I am the Ming clan, no... I am a disciple of the inner sect of the Holy Race, the Dark Blood Hall. If you dare to touch me, I, the Saint Race, will not let you go!"

Completely locked by Chu Yan's divine consciousness, feeling the cold sharpness of the blade at close range, the whole body of the Mingzu disciples fell into an ice cellar, and under the inexplicable panic, they could only move out the biggest hole card, hoping to use this , can frighten this declining human warrior.

"That's right! My master is the Seventh Elder of the Mingzu Presbyterian Pavilion, and my grandfather is the deacon of Mido..."

"I... I am the next Holy Son, candidate No. 960..."

"...."

A group of Mingzu disciples, feeling the cold murderous aura on Chu Yan's body, Qi Qi's face changed drastically, his face was trembling, and they all shouted.

"nonsense!"

Chu Yan's face turned cold, and he slashed the Haotian Sword in his hand, and pieces of sword light rolled out like quicksilver...

ah! ah! ah!

There was a shrill scream, and countless blood burst out.

Dozens of corpses, without a single exception, were all decapitated with a sword, and blood rained down the sky...

"Ningzu! We will be buried together sooner or later!"

Chu Yan put his sword back into its sheath with a wave of his hand, and with a big wave of his hand, dozens of Suzaku emperor fires poured out, burning all the corpses into nothingness.

At the same time, the True Qi Guidance took all the jade charms stored by everyone, and put them into the Rakshasa space.

After doing all this, Chu Yan received two more "Mingzhu", the whole body of Rakshasa true energy rose again, Shi unfolded the holy Rakshasa refining domain, and flew towards the depths of the sea of ​​darkness.

.........

The outside world, in front of the crystal screen of heaven and earth.

Emperor Li Tianwu's face was almost black enough to bleed, his muscles were distorted, and his eyes were bloodshot.

Seeing that in the crystal screen, dozens of geniuses of the Ming clan were all beheaded by Chu Yan with a sword, Emperor Liming Wu was so angry that he almost went crazy.

In particular, what is this place! ?

This is the entrance to the God Realm of the Ten Directions. Before the crack in the sky, within a radius of ten miles, the entire Outland Continent and many bigwigs from powerful forces gathered.

In front of so many people, my genius of the Ming clan fought against one person by the number of fifty, and even used the battle formation, and he couldn't even block a single move.

It's embarrassing, bang bang!

Emperor Li Tianwu felt strange gazes from all around him, as if those gazes were like slaps in the face, slapping his face hard.

The mouth is full of iron teeth, almost gnawed into pieces, and the whole heart seems to be bleeding.

"Bastard! Damn...!"

Finally, when Emperor Li Tianwu quietly glanced out of the corner of his eye,

Sure enough, it was found that the faces and eyes of the big bosses of all ethnic groups around them all had a touch of contempt and sneer, and suddenly, the imperial prestige all over their bodies erupted like a raging tide, and roared sharply:

"Where is Mo Yuannian!? He died...!? Send me an order, order him to lead the team immediately, rush to Minghai at full speed, and kill this son! Otherwise, the clan will deal with it! Erase the candidate for the son!" qualifications!"

"What... what!? Li..."

Standing at the side, hearing Emperor Li Tianwu's roar, an elder deacon of the Ming clan, whose face was pale with shock, was about to ask, when he suddenly raised his head, he saw that the staring eyes of Emperor Li Tianwu were full of With bloodshot eyes, his whole body shivered suddenly, and he swallowed the second half of the sentence abruptly.

"Yes! Emperor Li Tianwu!"

Hurry up and accept the order, took out a special communication jade talisman, and conveyed the order of Emperor Li Tianwu.

As soon as he raised his hand and wiped off the fine beads of sweat on his forehead, the elder deacon of the Mingzu heaved a long sigh of relief.

terrible!

The power of Emperor Li Tianwu is too terrifying!

Originally, he wanted to say that among the Ming clan, the candidacy of the Holy Son was chosen by the public in the qualification battle, and it was determined by the patriarch and the great elder, and could not be abolished without authorization.

However, he was enveloped by Emperor Li Tianwu's imperial prestige just now, which almost exploded his sea of ​​consciousness, so he dared to say a word more.

One must know that among the holy clan, Emperor Li Tianwu didn't value power and status, but his cultivation strength was extremely terrifying, even the elders of the elder hall would not dare to provoke him easily.

"Chu Yan....I want you to be destroyed in this sea of ​​darkness! Destroy your bones and ashes!"

Accompanied by the sound of grinding his teeth, Emperor Li Tianwu uttered every word fiercely, his eyes full of bloodshot eyes fixed on the crystal screen.

.........

three days!

For three full days, Chu Yan flew on the endless surface of the Nether Sea for three full days.

The Saint Rakshasa's domain refinement has never stopped for almost a moment. Even if his true energy is exhausted, he will swallow the golden elixir for the first time to recover.

He has always maintained the peak state of Saint Raksha's domain refinement and Suzaku Emperor Huo, devouring Ming Yan and Huo Ling at the maximum speed.

At the same time, these three days were not peaceful!

Wave after wave of Mingzu disciples appeared from time to time, or sneak attack, or set up an ambush, or formed an formation, trying to kill Chu Yan.

However, in the face of absolute strength, none of these Mingzu disciples was spared. As long as the sword light flashed, they would be damaged in pieces, and then turned into nothingness by the Suzaku emperor fire.

Finally, after beheading nearly 500 Mingzu disciples, he calmed down.

The Ming clan seems to already know that Chu Yan's strength has improved a lot compared to when he first arrived in the Outland Continent. Such batches of attacks are no different from suicide.

Therefore, they prepared to concentrate their strength and deal with Chu Yan only after they had figured out a surefire way.

In this way, Chu Yan seized the time and devoured Ming Yan and Huo Ling with all his strength, and his speed reached the limit.

The biggest windfall is... Mingzhu!

In three days, Chu Yan collected a full hundred Mingzhu, nearly half of which were sent by the disciples of the Mingzu.

With a hundred Ming beads, Chu Yan began to deliberately release his consciousness, and actively explored the body of the fire spirit there, and there were Ming beads.

Since these Mingzu disciples are all collecting Mingzhu, it seems that the purpose of this Mingzhu is far more useful than what I know.

After flying for half an hour, Chu Yan suddenly sensed a small island ahead of him.

Moreover, there seemed to be a large number of dark beads on that island!