Chapter 1892: Holy Son 3 Kills

Hearing Mo Wenjun's words, Chu Yan sneered.

In order to save his own life, Mo Wenjun moved out his last bargaining chip.

He directly threatened that killing him would lead to a crisis for the human race.

"The deadly enemy of the Mingzu!?" Chu Yan smiled and said, "Isn't it now!?"

"Also, even if it's against the entire Hades, so what!?"

As soon as these words came out, Mo Wenjun's face trembled, and even Erhuang next to him, his face froze, and he looked at Chu Yan in surprise.

"There is no end to death between me and you Mingzu!"

As soon as the words fell to the ground, Chu Yan waved his big hand, and the Suzaku Emperor Fire burst out instantly, directly enveloping Mo Wenjun on the ground.

"Ah... ah..."

Mo Wenjun's shrill screams echoed throughout the Shadow City, sounding creepy.

"Ningzu! Compared to the pain you inflicted on my mother, this is nothing at all! Just wait...huh!"

With a heavy snort, Chu Yan turned around and walked towards Emperor Xuwu who was not far away.

At present, Chu Yan's cultivation has reached the fifth level of the middle quasi-emperor rank. After devouring three Martial Emperors, especially the three are all alive, Chu Yan's cultivation has broken through, only a line away.

And this Emperor Xuwu's cultivation was the strongest among the Ming clan present.

Therefore, Chu Yan wants to use him to break through his current cultivation in one fell swoop.

On the pile of rubble, Emperor Xu Wu was still in a coma, the true energy in his body was in chaos, and even the sea of ​​consciousness was in a closed state.

Unexpectedly, Jiu Ming's move was so powerful.

However, in the past few days, Jiu Ming has recovered more than half of his strength, and his recovery speed is getting faster and faster.

There is a difference between the peak of the upper Martial Emperor and the peak of the middle Martial Emperor. Coupled with the power of the magic weapon, he is lucky if he does not die.

"Burn it for me!"

With a wave of his hand, Emperor Suzaku's fire gushed out, devouring Emperor Xuwu's body, the raging fire was so powerful...

Emperor Xuwu in a coma,

After struggling for a few times, there was no movement, the power of the Emperor Fire was so powerful that he was completely powerless to resist after being severely injured.

boom!

A large amount of qi, blood and spiritual power surged back along the emperor fire, poured into Chu Yan's body, and burst into the bottleneck of his cultivation in an instant.

The middle quasi-emperor fifth heaven...

The middle quasi-emperor rank sixth heaven...

The middle quasi-emperor seventh heaven...

.....

In less than ten breaths, Chu Yan's cultivation base, under the accumulation of accumulation, rushed through the triple realm in one breath, and was directly promoted to the middle quasi-emperor rank, seventh heaven.

"It's still burning corpses to refine Qi, the speed of improvement is fast!"

Clenching his hands tightly, he could feel the strength in his body, like the tide moved Peng Bai, and Chu Yan's eyes were full of brilliance.

In the past, the Suzaku Emperor Fire could only burn dead objects. With the improvement of Chu Yan's cultivation base and the mutation of the Suzaku Emperor Fire, it can now burn living objects.

"Chu...Chu Yan, you have become so strong!?" Erhuang staggered, walked up to Chu Yan, and said excitedly.

"No! Not strong enough!" Chu Yan chuckled and shook his head.

"Uh..." Erhuang was speechless for a moment.

"However, Chu Yan, if you kill the Holy Son of the Ming Clan, I'm afraid there will be some trouble!"

"Hehe, it's okay!" Chu Yan said with a smile, "This is already the third one!"

In addition, Mo Lei and Mo Siqian, who were beheaded by Chu Yan in Shifang God Realm before, this Mo Wenjun, can be promoted to the Holy Son, thanks to Chu Yan.

"What!? You..."

Hearing Chu Yan's words, Erhuang's face was full of astonishment, his eyes widened, and he looked at Chu Yan as if he had seen a ghost.

Killing the holy son of the Ming clan is the same as killing a chicken. Only you, Chu Yan, can do this.

Ear Huang never thought that the Outland Continent where the two came together, it has only been about a year, and the strength gap between him and Chu Yan would be so large.

In the battle just now, although Chu Yan's puppet, Jiuming, did it, Erhuang also knew that the killing situation in Youying City was aimed at Chu Yan with him as a bait.

Moreover, that Mo Wenjun was also at the Martial Emperor Realm, and it was miserable to be beaten by Chu Yan.

Most importantly, standing beside Chu Yan, Erhuang could clearly sense an invisible oppressive force that made his breathing stagnate.

"Okay, you're ruthless!" Erhuang finally let out a breath, and a smile bloomed on his face. ,

After all, the stronger Chu Yan is, the more excited he is, who is also from the Haotian Continent.

"Heal your wounds first, I'll take a look at Shadow City, what's going on!"

While Chu Yan was speaking, he threw a bottle of golden pills to Erhuang, turned around at the same time, and walked towards the center of the city.

"Hiss! Fifth-grade golden elixir, still...a bottle!?"

Erhuang took Chu Yan's jade bottle, opened it, and gasped in shock.

The current him, working in the Tianqi building, of course knows the value of the fifth-grade golden elixir.

A fifth-grade golden pill is worth at least 10,000 emperor crystals, and this bottle is 30,000 emperor crystals, and Chu Yan threw it over casually.

You know, he has worked in the Tianqi building for almost a year, and he has earned less than 30,000 emperor crystals, which is equivalent to eating up his annual income in one bite.

It's so annoying to compare people to people!

Erhuang watched Chu Yan's back walking towards the center of the city, and couldn't help feeling warm in his heart, and a smile appeared on his face.

"I didn't expect that my evil genius in the Haotian Continent would be as strong in the Outland Continent. Good! That's great!"

As soon as the words landed, Erhuang sat cross-legged, swallowed the golden elixir, and began to recover from his injuries.

On the other side, Chu Yan had already reached the central square of the city, and his spiritual consciousness swept across the whole city in an instant.

"Strange, why is there no one there!?"

Generally speaking, in a remote town like Youying City, there are not many warriors, but the number of ordinary people is much higher.

However, since Chu Yan entered the city until now, he has not even noticed the breath of an ordinary person, which is very abnormal.

"Huh!? No..."

Suddenly, Chu Yan frowned, turned his head suddenly, and looked at the City Lord's Mansion behind him, his face suddenly became solemn.

Swish!

In a flash, when Chu Yan reappeared, he had already landed in the City Lord's Mansion. With a glance, his whole face was instantly icy cold!

"Damn Mingzu, let you die too happily!"

I saw that the entire city lord's mansion was covered with corpses and bones. With a glance, there were hundreds of thousands of people...

It's just that these people must have been absorbed by some secret method, so the ground is like a mountain of withered corpses, all of which are shaped like skeletons, and there is no blood to be seen.

The terrified faces, struggling raised arms, and various claw marks on the ground are enough to show how painful these people were when they died.

What angered Chu Yan the most was that everyone in the city, even the elderly and children, were slaughtered and blood was sucked, leaving no one alive.

You know, this Nether Shadow City belongs to the Canglong Realm, the land of the human race!

And these people in front of them are all ordinary people of the human race, and most of them are not warriors.

"Ningzu, wait for me! I will definitely settle this bloody account with you!"

Chu Yan, with murderous intent on his face, with slightly red eyes, stepped out of the city lord's mansion.

"Suzaku Emperor Fire, burn it for me!"

As soon as the words landed, both hands waved together, and the endless Suzaku Emperor Fire, like a sea of ​​flames, instantly engulfed the main city in front of him.

In the fierce fire, a large phantom rose from the flames, bowed slightly to Chu Yan, and disappeared between the sky and the earth.

Emperor fire cleans the world!

May all lost souls rest in peace!