Talented Valkyrie

Chapter 1816 Infiltrate
clap clap clap...

When Chutian's palm print of divine power hit the young man of the Jin family, it exploded like fireworks, and the brilliant brilliance scattered, but it had no real effect.

After a violent bombardment, the young man of the Jin family was unscathed in place.

Everyone in the audience couldn't help being very disappointed. The first Hong Mo clan to challenge on the stage was so weak?

This is too unreasonable, at least send a nine-race realm to support the wound surface, and an eight-race realm, who is it looking down on?It's just self-defeating.

"My friend, I think you'd better step down by yourself, so as not to lose face to the Hongmo family."

After seeing Chutian's true strength, the young Jin's attitude changed, with disdain in his tone.

What kind of friends do you have for a piece of rubbish from the Eight Races?
"My members of the Red Demon Clan are only defeated, not surrendered!"

Chu Tian deliberately acted like a stunned young man to make himself look popular.

"I don't know the so-called thing! Get out!"

The young man from the Jin family let out a loud shout, and his divine power surged. Chu Tian couldn't bear the terrifying pressure, and fell heavily on the stage.

"Hahaha"

Everyone in the audience couldn't help laughing.

"The Hong Mo clan is no longer what it used to be. We, the Wei clan, are not even qualified to participate in the meeting with this level of strength. In comparison, it's up to you to judge."

Chu Tian lay prone on the stage and raised his head after a while, his face was covered with blood.

The young man from the Jin family frowned, sighed and shook his head. With such strength, he didn't even bother to sneer, and he didn't feel much pleasure in winning.

"You should go back and practice for a few more years!"

The Jin's youth kicked Chu Tian away.

"Bastard, you are too ruthless! Kick all the bones in Xiaolong's body!"

Under the stage, the disciples of the Hongmo clan supported the seriously injured Chu Tian, ​​roared angrily, and there were accusations and abuse.

"It's his own lack of strength, who can be blamed?"

"That's right, I don't even know how much I weigh, but I still dare to take the stage to fight, let alone a serious injury, even if I die, I deserve it."

Hearing Hong Mo's roar of dissatisfaction, many people gloated and sneered to defend themselves.

"Those who don't agree, go up to the stage and fight, don't gossiping down there!"

The young man from the Jin family clapped his hands, and his eyes swept across the Hong Mo family members contemptuously.

"Stop being arrogant! Let me teach you how to be a man!"

A forty-something-year-old disciple of the Hongmo clan came to power angrily. His realm is not low, and he has also reached the realm of the nine clans and two veins.

The two sides immediately launched a battle, but soon the Red Devils Stove lost the wind.

In the dark, Yan Clan's top management saw the two fights and was very satisfied with the outcome.

"The real geniuses of the Hong Mo Clan are dead, and there are only some rotten fish and rotten shrimps left to make up for it. It's embarrassing for them." An elder of the Yan Clan said to himself.

"Not necessarily. I heard that the younger generation of the Hongmo family has produced a great genius called Hongmo Qianshan. He is not yet 17 years old, and he is qualified to fight against the nine-three masters."

"Oh?" The black-robed old man of the Yan Clan was slightly taken aback, but he had never heard of this person before, "Then who is the Red Devil Qianshan?"

"I've checked it, and I probably didn't dare to come here, I'm afraid it's been hidden by the old guy from the Hongmo family."

"Hehe, there is only one single seedling left, and even if he is given a hundred years, he will not be able to cause any disturbances. Let him go, and there is no need to deliberately chase and kill him."

"As ordered."

In the square, the Red Demon Furnace was finally defeated. The injury was worse than that of Chu Tian, ​​and he was almost on the verge of death.

After a while, Chu Tian and the Hong Mo clan disciple were carried down to a courtyard for treatment.

After about a quarter of an hour, a person came to report: "Unfortunately, the noble's red devil dragon, after all our efforts to save it, has died."

"Fuck! Xiaolong was killed by that guy, and he paid for his life. Everyone beheaded that Jin!"

The younger generation of the Hongmo family all stood up impressively, as if they were going to fight the young man surnamed Jin.

"Sit down for me! Yelling, yelling, what a shame!"

A king with a different surname stood up and yelled at the Hong Mo clan's camp.

"On the battle stage, fists and feet have no eyes, life and death will come naturally, are you allowed to make noise here? If there is any noise, this king will definitely kill!"

As soon as these words came out, the talents of the Hongmo clan settled down.

The Red Devils met and looked at the back, and said slowly: "This time is different from the past. It's not about fighting among the clan. It's normal for accidents to happen. No matter what happens next, you don't have to be impatient. Don't make people think it's a joke. The Red Devils can't afford to lose."

"Yes, clan elder."

The members of the Hongmo clan responded in unison with anger on the surface.

"Go to two people, collect the corpses of the two red devil dragons, and bury them in the ancestral land when they return to the Hui nationality." Red Devil Wu ordered, and two disciples of the Red Devil Clan left immediately.

After half an hour.

A figure quietly walked through the territory of the Yan Clan, and it was a hundred miles away.

According to the information obtained from Yan Weibu's memory, Chu Tian found the entrance of Yan's ancestral hall.

This is a dry well, and Chu Tian jumped down to the bottom of the well.

On the surface, there is nothing special about this dry well. Only Chu Tian knows that there is some kind of space formation hidden here.

After checking for a while, Chu Tian raised the corners of his mouth and smiled slightly.

"It turned out to be a natural formation."

At first, Chu Tian thought that there were masters in the Yan Clan who knew the space formation. If so, it would be difficult to deal with it. Forcibly breaking the formation, it would be easy to be discovered by those who set up the formation.

After finding out the situation with mental strength, Chu Tian felt relieved.

This place is similar to the underground cave where the people of Wangtian Pavilion avoided hunting before. The concealment and space formations are all formed naturally, and the people of the Yan clan just slightly modified and utilized them.

It is not difficult for Chu Tian to break out such a formation.

After a quarter of an hour of deduction, Chu Tian found out the key.

"open!"

The mental power surged wildly, and the nodes of the natural space formation were transferred by Chutian. The formation was not destroyed, but instead, Chutian controlled a passage.

Chu Tian's figure faded at the bottom of the well, and then disappeared.

This is a hazy land, with thick low-altitude clouds suspended in the sky, making people feel oppressed and depressed.

In the middle of the vast world, stands a nine-story tower.

This pagoda is the ancestral hall of the Yan Clan, and inside it is the top new generation of geniuses of the Yan Clan who have devoted themselves to self-cultivation.

Chu Tian concealed his aura, and his spiritual consciousness covered him. At the gate of the tower, there were thirteen young men in black robes sitting cross-legged.

"Ok?"

Chu Tian raised his brows, these 13 people's aura was astonishing, and none of them were lower than ninety-nine!
"Great, much better than the ancestral guards of the Red Devils."

Facing the thirteen ninety-nine powerhouses, Chu Tian didn't dare to rush over immediately.

Because once there is a mistake, if you can't kill them all in a short time, there will be stronger masters to come to the rescue.

However, with Chutian's current strength, it is impossible to kill these 13 people with a single blow.

(End of this chapter)