Chapter 237 The Spirit Pattern Is in Hand

At the time of flying, countless black clouds swept out of Chu Yan's body, condensed but not scattered, and gathered more and more...

The eyes are full of afterimages, and the body is full of diffuse black clouds...

Swish! Swish! Swish!

With the afterimage of Chu Yan's figure, it kept moving in the crowd, and for a while, the rolling black cloud shrouded the more than 20 Lingtian Sect disciples within a hundred steps.

In the dark clouds, there was no light, everyone seemed to have entered a dark abyss, and they couldn't even see the hand they put in front of them.

At the same time, all the heavenly disciples caught in the black cloud found that their spiritual consciousness could not leave the body at all, or in other words, after leaving the body, just like their current vision, they could not detect anything and completely lost their effect. .

There were only a few disciples with cultivation bases around the seventh level of the Xiantian realm. Under the shock, they frantically destroyed their true qi and dispelled the black clouds around them.

However, while their True Qi gushed out and dashed away the black clouds, a large number of black clouds rolled and rushed in, quickly filling the blank space.

For a time, these Heavenly disciples with powerful cultivation bases fell into an infinite loop, and only the True Qi in their bodies was rapidly consumed.

call out! call out! call out!

Just when the disciples in Heaven were panicking because of the sudden vision, bright sword lights lit up in the dark clouds.

The sword light is like electricity, flashing between the light and dark in the dark clouds, like lightning bolts, streaking across the dark night sky,

However, at the same time as the first white lightning flashed, there was blood and life collapsed.

Among the twenty or so people, except for a few who were at the seventh level of the Xiantian Realm, they slightly resisted the two moves, and none of the dozen or so people had any enemies with a single sword.

Chu Yan's black figure, hidden in the thick black clouds, is like a devil and ghost, wanton harvesting people's heads.

In less than 100 breaths, when Chu Yan slowly put away the black cloud, on the ground where he saw the light again, except for the blood on the ground, there was not a single figure, not even a corpse.

Only Chu Yan stood with a sword, his eyes were like ice, and his killing intent rushed into the clouds!

Dozens of people from Huo Xuanzong and Xueyue Pavilion stared blankly at this scene, their hearts beating violently, and the corners of everyone's eyes are widening.

In less than half an hour,

Not only did he kill the powerful Zhang Yun, but he also killed a full 20 innate powerhouses in one go.

He... is like a killing god!

Or... it's more like an evil spirit, with blood all over his body, holding a slaughtering sword, harvesting people's lives like chopping melons and vegetables!

They, who were originally waiting to see the play, never imagined that the outcome of the matter would turn out like this!

"let's go!"

Among the Xueyue Pavilion disciples, Jin Xiu'er, who first discovered Chu Yan's position, wrinkled her eyebrows slightly, her jade face was deep, and with a coquettish shout, she turned around and left.

Behind her, more than thirty Xueyue Pavilion disciples turned around in unison, and brought up a dazzling piece of colorful robes.

"Let's go, let's go too!"

Seeing the departure of Xueyue Pavilion, the leader of Huo Xuanzong's side, his eyes turned slightly, he also waved and shouted, and walked out of the valley with everyone behind him.

Originally, they discovered that the valley had been confronting each other for a whole day, constantly summoning the same sect.

Moreover, before they hid, they tried the altar several times, and they couldn't start at all.

Therefore, after seeing Chu Yan's shocking strength and strength, although they were reluctant to give up, they decisively gave up this opportunity.

If you have time to waste here, you might as well go to other places to search.

Seeing that everyone was leaving one after another, Chu Yan put his sword into the sheath, took out two "Tianyuan Pills" and swallowed them down.

Just now, forcibly using some of the "Rakshasa Refinement Domain" for a moment, it consumed a full 50% of True Qi.

It seems that with Chu Yan's current cultivation, it is somewhat impossible to fully grasp the "Rakshasa Refinement Domain".

Feeling the medicinal power in the body slowly dissipating, and in the cyclone, the Rakshasa True Qi quickly recovered, Chu Yan breathed a sigh of relief, and turned to look at the altar shrouded in the mist of spiritual energy.

A spirit pattern!

A spirit pattern that is more precious than an innate spirit treasure!

Looking at the top of the altar, the ring-shaped spiritual pattern suspended in the void exudes a faint golden brilliance, and Chu Yan's eyes suddenly lit up.

But... how did this altar break?

Obviously, the altar has been shrouded in a powerful spiritual formation, which constantly gathers the nearby heaven and earth spiritual power to nourish the spiritual pattern, and also has a strong defensive ability.

bump!

Suddenly, he slammed a fist out, smashed between the altars, and made an earth-shattering explosion.

However, it didn't have any effect at all. After the altar shook violently, it returned to normal.

"What a powerful spirit formation!"

Chu Yan frowned, looking at the altar in front of him, suddenly feeling a little depressed.

Just after this punch was tested, Chu Yan determined that the spiritual formation above the altar was at least rank three, otherwise, with the cultivation base that Chu Yan had just broken through, it would be impossible to move.

When he was in the Wang Zhan arena, Chu Yan was only half a step into the Xiantian realm, and he was able to smash the defensive spirit formation of the arena. Now, Chu Yan's strength has reached the second level of the Xiantian realm, but he cannot shake the spiritual formation in front of him. .

Therefore, in the face of these three-rank spirit formations, Chu Yan was at a loss for a while.

"No wonder the people of Huo Xuanzong and Xueyue Pavilion walked so swiftly, it seems that they can't do anything about it!"

While Chu Yan muttered to himself, he walked around the altar, constantly looking at it, thinking about the way to solve it.

After a hundred breaths, Chu Yan stood still in front of the altar... A group of golden flames slowly rose behind him, the Suzaku Martial Spirit broke through the void, and above Chu Yan's head, hovering constantly, spreading his wings, the sky was filled with golden flames.

call!

A huge golden fireball blasted towards the altar, slammed into the spiritual formation, and burst into the sky with golden fire.

hum!

With a slight tremor, the altar was restored to its original state!

Roar!

Chu Yan's eyes showed disappointment, he withdrew the Suzaku Martial Spirit and released the White Tiger Martial Spirit. The huge tiger palm patted it, and the shaking altar trembled again.

Still, it didn't work.

Withdrawing the White Tiger Martial Spirit, pulling out the Clear Sky Sword, the dazzling sword beams shone, and a dozen sword beams slashed out...

Triple hit...!

Tai Yi Yuan Qi Palm..!

Rakshasa Refinement Domain...!

….

Half an hour later, Chu Yan took out two "Tianyuan Pills" and swallowed them again. His face was ashen, his face sinking like water.

At this point, Chu Yan had all his cards and tried various attack methods, but he couldn't break it at all, and even weakened the defensive spirit formation of the altar.

Depressed .... extremely depressed!

Sitting cross-legged, his spiritual consciousness was restrained, his inner qi was surging, quickly catalyzing the medicinal power of "Tianyuan Dan", and at the same time, in the sea of ​​consciousness, Chu Yan kept thinking about ways.

Gradually, Chu Yan set his sights on the huge golden spiritual pattern on the towering pagoda in the Sea of ​​Consciousness World.

The golden spirit pattern as huge as a small piece of sky looks much more advanced than the spirit pattern on the altar outside.

After pondering for a while, Chu Yan finished his work, and in the sea of ​​​​knowledge, the spiritual consciousness quickly gathered, and slowly probed towards the golden spiritual pattern above the sky.

hum...!

As soon as Chu Yan's consciousness came into contact with the golden spiritual pattern on the top of the pagoda, the entire sea of ​​consciousness world suddenly trembled slightly.

Immediately afterwards, a vicissitudes of life voice suddenly appeared in Chu Yan's sea of ​​consciousness world.

"You... finally... come again!"

"I have been waiting for you….!"

This voice was exactly the same voice that Chu Yan made when he opened the "Wu Ji Rakshasa Refinement Realm" for Chu Yan.

"Who are you?"

Chu Yan's consciousness trembled slightly and asked.