The Strongest Martial Spirit of Infinite Upgrade

Huh!

After slashing Linghuo with one sword, Chu Yan didn't hesitate, turned around and flashed out a thick black cloud, and rushed to other heavenly disciples who were shrouded in dark clouds, like blind eyes.

The light of the sword shines, the dimness ...

In the dark clouds, screams continued, blood springed, stumps and heads flew, and blood flowed into the river ...

In Chu Yan's "Luo Cha Lian Lian Yu", there is nothing that can compete with Chu Yan, can't see, can't develop the sense of God, but Chu Yan is not subject to any restrictions, Jian Guang accurately cuts one figure after another.

The massacre ... another massacre!

In less than fifty breaths, Heiyun gradually poured back into Chu Yan's body, Chu Yan slowly pumped his sword into the sheath, before his eyes ...

There are corpses, thousands of steps in blood ...

More than forty corpses, their expressions were permanently frozen, all horrified and panicked!

"Close!"

Chu Yan waved his palm and kept a corpse in Raksha space. In the blink of an eye, there was nothing except blood on the scene.

With these more than forty corpses, at this time in Rakshasa space, there were almost sixty corpses that were cultivated above the innate level. According to Chu Yanfu, if you can gather another forty, you should be able to help yourself. Repair for a breakthrough.

"Huh? So fast ..."

The next moment, Chu Yan's expression frowned, and frowns were ten miles away. Nearly a hundred people brought by Mo Lei and Gao Feng were already surrounded.

According to the investigation of God's knowledge, among the group of more than 50 people brought by Mo Lei, half of them were more than seven in heaven.

For Chu Yan's current "Raksha Practicing Realm", he can't deal with so many masters for the time being.

Huh!

Qianshan stepped on the snow in an instant, Chu Yan's figure pulled out a dark shadow, and flew away toward the distance.

After a hundred breaths, a large number of people came here, each of them has a strong breath and amazing strength.

The first person, a gold robe, with deep eyes and a very strong breath, even suppressed the breath of more than thirty people behind him, showing that his strength is terrible.

This person is the first person in Ling Tianzong's inner door, the Four Heroes of Heaven, Morey!

Morey's gaze swept across the scene, looking at the traces of blood on the ground, and a broken congenital sword, which is the Lingbao used by Linghuo.

"Ling Huo is dead! Chu Yan should have just left, and told Gao Feng to come and meet me, and then call other brothers, come over as soon as possible, don't stop this child alone!"

Moray groaned for a moment and ordered to those around him.

"Yes, Brother Mo!"

Immediately, the crowd did not continue to chase Chu Yan, and began to send continual summons to convene more people.

...

Cangyue secret, in the southern swamp.

A dark shadow quickly swept across the surface of the marsh, very fast, but without leaving a trace of footprints, it kept going towards the depths of the swamp.

The deeper you go, the more suffocating air over the swamp gets stronger.

The radon gas was light green, obviously toxic, and the black shadow seemed to be completely unaffected, with a body shape like electricity, rushing straight in.

"Strange, why the more you move forward, the more the spirit lines on your brows jump?"

Chu Yan stood in the poisonous qi, showing the color of doubt, and the spirit pattern on the center of his eyebrow exuded a faint golden light, constantly flashing.

After the killing was gone, when Chu Yan accidentally passed through the swamp, he found that the spirit pattern on the center of his eyebrows was beating.

Under the spirit, I tried again and again several times and found that when walking in the opposite direction of the swamp, the spirit pattern will return to silence, but if walking into the swamp, the spirit pattern will flicker continuously.

There must be a reason for the spiritual pattern change!

Chu Yan thought for a moment, then swallowed a "Dilongdan" and rushed into the swamp without hesitation.

After running for an hour, finally, a distant shadow appeared in Chu Yan's vision.

altar!

Almost the same as the altar previously found in the valley, it is also a ring-shaped spirit pattern suspended.

"Haha, sure enough I found ...!"

Chu Yanfei flew to the altar, showing joy.

Who would have thought that there would be a flat ground for altars in the depths of this poisonous marsh. If Chu Yan did not have the guidance of the spirit pattern, I am afraid that he would not penetrate into this swamp at all.

"The previous altar seemed to be on the east side ... this one was on the south side, so it seems that the west and north sides ..."

Looking at the suspended spirit pattern in front of her eyes, Chu Yan's eyes lightened gradually.

Then, as before, under the conscious movement of the god, the spirit pattern mark on the eyebrow center shot a golden light, broke the spirit array on the altar, and put the circular ring pattern into Chu Yan's world of knowledge.

As soon as the streamer shaped by the ring-shaped spirit pattern enters the world of sea knowledge and Wuhun Mountain, the yellow light cluster quickly rises and emits ripples of light, attracting the circular spirit pattern and swallowing it instantly in vivo.

Hum!

As the second round spirit pattern entered the body, the yellow Wuhun suddenly stunned. After his figure rose again by three points, he slowly returned to Wuhun Mountain.

"Isn't it enough? OK! Keep looking!"

Chu Yan sensed a scene in the sea world, her brows frowned slightly, and her figure unfolded into a black lightning, which quickly disappeared into the swamp fog.

...

Three days later, in the northern part of Cangyue, in the Gobi Grottoes.

Chu Yan sat cross-legged on an altar, his eyes brightened suddenly, and he suddenly waved his hand, and more than a hundred corpses piled up.

At the same time, the golden light behind him, Suzaku Wuhun appeared, opened his mouth to spray a large group of gold flames, and lit the pile of corpses.

Rumble!

In Chu Yan's body, endless pure qi and blood are raging, eight cyclones are running like flying, and violent qi is rolling like a giant wave.

The body of more than one hundred inner disciples, after being refined by Jin Yan, is huge and inconceivable. It is unimaginable, and it is more than a hundred times stronger than the practice of practicing medicine and swallowing elixir.

All the corpses preserved in Luocha's space retained their state before they died, and the qi and blood in the corpses disappeared very little. At this time, they were all turned into pure qi and poured into Chu Yan's body.

For eight cyclones, breaking through the practice requires eight times as much energy as ordinary martial arts, but under the huge and vigorous spirit of "burning gas for corpse burning", Chu Yan's practice has surged again.

A few days ago, the inauguration of the inborn state that had just broken through was repaired as a bottleneck, and it broke like a flood ...

Congenital Double Middle ...

Instinct double peak ...

...

Congenital Mie Mid ...

In just a moment of effort, Chu Yan ’s repair broke through directly into the middle of the triple stage of the congenital realm. At this time, all the corpses in front of him disappeared, leaving only a white ash in one place. Dissipated in the strong wind.

Immediately, Chu Yan opened her eyes, and a bright splendid shot burst into her eyes.

"It's still fastest to burn gas!"

Chu Yan smiled.

Either kill or burn the corpse! Has no effect on Chu Yan ’s mood,

For those who want to die, Chu Yan will never show any sympathy.

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Every powerful man who has accomplished the martial arts journey is stepping on the peak of martial arts.

After adjusting his breath for a while, Chu Yan slowly got up, walked out of the grotto, and walked out.

Up to now, four days have passed in Cangyue's secret realm. Although the harvest is not small, Chu Yan is still not satisfied.

Therefore, after Chu Yan broke through to the innate realm triple sky, he had to change his plan from passive to active.

In the secret world of Cangyue, there are no more than 2,000 three disciples above the congenital level.

Each of these warriors is Chu Yan's goal, not only to improve Xiuwei, but also for the points in their hands!

Huh!

On a sandstone peak as high as a thousand feet, the black shadow leaped down, across the sky like a wingspan, and stably landed a thousand steps away, flying away.

Chu Tian's hunting road has officially started!