Emperor Yutianwu

So far, all eight levels have been passed!

This is far from over. Chu Yan walked through Yangzhou, Beizhou, Zizhou, the three-foot sword array, the eight trigrams Yin-Yang array, and the mountain and river bell. Finally, the sword fell under his feet, and the Yin-Yang combined to form the two principles. An ancient bell sounded throughout the Nine Yang Palace.

Three more levels!

Eleven levels, all passed, only the last two levels are left, which are also the most difficult two levels, and the two levels that almost no one touches during the assessment.

Yingzhou: Qingshan Rock Wall.

Yunzhou: Lingxiao Battle Puppet.

Everyone on the viewing platform held their breath. Do you want to continue?

The Zizhou bell stopped, and Chu Yan walked forward step by step. It seemed that he was the only one left in the hall. When he came to Yingye Immortal King, he clasped his hands and bowed slightly: "I hope the senior will help me!"

"You have courage and ability, very good. In this case, let me see the pride that belongs to you alone!" Yingye Immortal King smiled, and the Qingshan Rock Wall descended.

"I will definitely fulfill my mission!" Chu Yan showed a brilliant smile, the stars shone together, and at this moment it turned into wind blowing, and the sword slashed down.

"Boom!"

The loud noise shook, and the Qingshan stone wall shook continuously. Everyone's eyes were fixed there, and they saw that something seemed to fall off the Qingshan stone wall, and then, on the Qingshan stone wall, it turned into golden handwriting, which was so sonorous and powerful, like a stroke of genius.

"Jiutian, I Chu Yan is here!"

No more, no less, seven words, he wanted to tell Jiutian that he, Chu Yan, is here!

The sky trembled, and the road was shaken.

At this time, some immortal kings couldn't help but stand up and looked at the seven words in shock.

The Qingshan stone wall is known as the strongest rock in the second world, and it is difficult for the Holy Emperor to leave a mark, but today, Chu Yan carved words on it with a sword, each one was so clear and shining, just like him at this moment, endlessly dazzling.

Yingye Immortal King smiled at everything. Not long ago, he said to the young man, "Let me see the pride that belongs only to you." Now, the young man has done it. He carved words on the mountain and did not let him down.

In the distance, Nanyu Nishang's delicate body trembled slightly. When she raised her head, she had already burst into tears.

The young man in the fairyland back then is now famous in the nine heavens. In this era of fairy kings, he is blooming his own light.

In this life, I can witness this scene today, what regrets do I have?

The fairyland has never been humble.

"Thank you, senior!" Chu Yan put away his sword and bowed slightly to Yingye Immortal King.

"This is your own glory, what does it have to do with me?" Yingye Immortal King said calmly, glanced at the stone wall of Qingshan, and said lightly: "This stone wall is what I got by chance, but I never knew what it is for. Today, since you have left your name on it, then from today, this stone wall belongs to you. Don't let it down in the future."

Everyone in the hall was shaken when they heard it.

The treasure of Yingye Fairy Palace in Yingzhou was given to Chu Yan?

Chu Yan was also stunned for a moment, and suddenly felt that this somewhat venomous old fairy king was quite interesting. He smiled and said, "The junior should do his best."

After that, Chu Yan looked up and his eyes returned to Lingxiao Fairy King again. There was only one level left in the thirteen levels, Lingxiao War Puppet.

The thirteen levels, Lingxiao War Puppet, were also the most difficult.

"Senior, release the war puppet." Chu Yan said.

The eyes of many fairy kings in the hall were sharp.

In this session, there were only two people who challenged Lingxiao War Puppet, Ling Mu and Tiandi Sect Master. In the end, these two people won the first and second place of this session respectively. Now, does this Saint Emperor Palace Master also want to try?

"Boom!" Lingxiao Fairy King waved his hand, and the golden war puppet descended from the nine heavens, smashed on the Fengyun Daotai, and stood there majestically.

Ten moves are definitely no problem, there is no doubt about this. Now they are secretly looking forward to what Chu Yan can do.

Not long ago, Ling Mu lasted 37 moves on the Fengyun Daotai, breaking the previous record.

With Chu Yan's current performance, even if he can't break it, he should be able to tie this record, right?

Ling Mu looked at the battle stage coldly at this time.

Ling Xiao War Puppet is a puppet of the Immortal King level, but in the assessment, the realm will be lowered to the same realm as Chu Yan.

But even so, it is still an Immortal King, at least his strength is at the Immortal King level.

In just a moment, the glory of the six-stage Holy Emperor lingered and moved the clouds.

"It's about to start!" Everyone held their breath.

Chu Yan looked at Ling Xiao War Puppet and suddenly smiled: "Test? Since you lower your realm, you are not an Immortal King, then who will give you the qualification to test me?"

How could Chu Yan not understand that at this time, many people must be guessing in their hearts how many moves they can make in the hands of the golden war puppet?

But no one has ever thought about it.

Why, if it is not this Ling Xiao War Puppet, how long can it last in his hands?

The Immortal King's physical body is not only owned by this Ling Xiao War Puppet.

Chu Yan stepped out, the road opened up, extremely wide, and above him were beautiful mountains and rivers. He felt like he was walking on flat ground, feeling the powerful force of the Taoism, and slowly clenched his palm, gathering everything in the world between his fists.

At this time, Ling Xiao attacked like a war puppet. Under the golden light, he was like an unshakable god of war. The huge fist shadow pressed the sky downwards and continued to crack.

"Boom!"

Finally, the two figures collided in the void, and then the entire battle platform was cracked. Several immortal kings attacked at the same time and dispersed the aftermath.

Then, the two figures seemed to have staggered their positions and turned their backs to each other. Time seemed to stand still at this moment, and people didn't know what happened.

What happened?

What was the ending?

After a while, blood flowed out of Chu Yan's mouth, but the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, with a contemptuous smile.

"Crack!" After that, there were cracking sounds. The originally brilliant Lingxiao War Puppet suddenly dimmed and seemed to disappear in everything. The burly body that looked like a god of war actually had cracks one inch at a time, like a spider web.

Finally, the only light in the War Puppet's eyes disappeared, and there was no breath. The body shook for a while, and fell down, and fell headfirst on the Tao Platform.

"This..." Everyone in the stands was speechless.

This was an unexpected result.

A few moves?

No, only one move, but it was the most amazing blow so far in this Fengyun Tao Platform.

Suddenly, many people remembered the young man's murmur just now.

If he lowered his realm, he would not be an Immortal King. How could he be qualified to test him?

Too strong.

At this moment, all thirteen levels were passed.

Chu Yan stood there, extremely calm, without any ripples in his eyes, as if he was born to be like this, enjoying thousands of gazes and a brilliant life.

Zizhu, Huafeng, all got excited at this moment.

Donghua, Lei Ting, the killing intent in their eyes was stronger than ever before.

Everything Chu Yan showed today made them feel a strong threat. They originally thought that ten years was nothing, but now, is it really the case?

If Chu Yan didn't die within ten years, who would be the doomsday ten years later?

Chu Yan said nothing with a restrained breath, just looked down at Ling Mu and said lightly: "Now, am I worthy?"

Ling Mu stood in the audience, his face gloomy. Not long ago, Chu Yan wanted to challenge ten people to prove himself, so he naturally didn't want to be a stepping stone for others, and said, Chu Yan, he is not worthy.

But now, Chu Yan alone connected the thirteen levels, carved words on the stone wall of Qingshan, and blasted Ling Xiao's war puppet into obscurity with one punch. Standing in the void, he asked him, now, are you qualified?

What should he say?

What can he say?

"In that case, come out?" Chu Yan said. Ling Mu clenched his fist slightly. Being asked by Chu Yan actually made him feel a little shaken.

But it was fleeting, and his eyes were firm. Yes, these tests are based on the realm. Chu Yan's realm is low, so he can do it, but so what? I am a ninth-level holy emperor. Unless Chu Yan can also break through in the battle like the master of the Tiandi Sect, how can he beat me?

Ling Mu walked out and stood on the Fengyun Dao platform.

"Everyone, come together." Chu Yan invited Qin Shang and others without looking at Ling Mu.

"No need, I am enough." Ling Mu snorted coldly. He felt ashamed to fight alone. If he joined forces with ten people, what would happen if he won?

Chu Yan glanced at Ling Mu and shook his head sadly. He really didn't want to slap his face like this. Ten people together, at least it's less embarrassing, but this Ling Mu seems to have no self-awareness.

"I'll help you." Chu Yan said, and stepped out. In an instant, the wind and clouds gathered, and the nine-day stars flickered. Behind him were the sword tomb, the mirror image, the fairy pattern, the scorching sun, the ice lake, and all the souls, each of which was of the ninth grade.

"All-saint soul?" An immortal king narrowed his eyes.

"Palace Master Chu seems to be a person with a great opportunity." At this time, the Great Sun Immortal King also smiled. What he didn't expect was that he saw a sense of familiarity in Chu Yan's body.

Qin Shang was even more so. His eyes widened and he stared at the scorching sun on the ice lake. The two souls merged with each other, and it turned out to be a world of yin and yang.

Chu Yan, also practiced yin and yang.

When the soul was released, the sky seemed to respect Chu Yan where he stood. Ling Mu's face changed slightly, and he released the Great Dao, and the nine heavens overlapped, but he vaguely found that his nine heavens were so small in Chu Yan's world, like nine small snakes, unbearable to look at.

"Is this your Dao? It's so narrow, and it's only a thousand meters. What's the use?" Chu Yan said coldly. His Great Dao was as wide as the sky, and the oppression made Ling Mu shake constantly.

Chu Yan continued to move forward. His original body, together with the five elements of yin and yang, gravity, speed, immortals, demons and monsters, was comparable to omnipotence, and was a true all-rounder.

Even the master of the Tiandi Sect, everything he cultivated was to pave the way for his original body. Chu Yan also knew the Great Dao of Time, but it was just inconvenient to use it.

Therefore, the sixth stage of the Tiandi Sect Master could not beat Ling Mu, but it did not mean that he could not do it.

The gap of three realms was enough.

Chu Yan walked in the void, and everything gave way.

Ling Mu looked at the figure, and his heart was a little broken. How could he be so strong?

He couldn't win the battle.

This was the only thought in his mind.

"Suppress!" Ling Mu spat out blood, and his body flew backwards as if hit by a mountain.

He got up, and his face was pale. At this moment, Chu Yan was like the king of the nine heavens, the god of war, looking down at him, and he was just an ant on the ground. It seemed that winning against him was not worth mentioning at all, which made him feel even more ashamed. Today, he lost twice in a row, and each battle was more humiliating than the last.

Chu Yan looked at the Immortal King Ling Xiao.

"Is this enough?"