Emperor Yutianwu

That night, Chu Yan and his party got drunk in Baicaotang. This drunkenness had many meanings for Chu Yan, and made him realize the strength and weakness. For example, on that day, the strong killing of Emperor Yun Tianzun and the arrogant eyes of Gusu City were still fresh in his memory.

If it weren't for the intervention of the Tiandao Patriarch that day, Chu Yan believed that he could not escape this disaster. There was also the Eastern Altar, which was a more terrifying force than the wilderness. It was the same as the King of Ten Thousand Swords he saw in the Nine Heavens Mysterious Tower, a terrifying existence that controlled the ten directions of the world.

Such an enemy was too strong, and he was too weak now, so he had to work harder.

Before the long journey, Chu Yan fulfilled his promise to Hua Zhixu. The next morning, the two had a competition.

The venue of the competition was in a mirror. Although it was not as huge as the mirror trial and covered the world, it also had a battle stage in an illusion.

This battle was earth-shattering, and many onlookers were secretly amazed.

Chu Yan's offensive was open and closed, while Hua Zhixu was relatively gentle, acting with the wind, very naturally, as if he was like waves, layer upon layer, and his momentum became more and more courageous.

Chu Yan was defeated in this battle, but he was not far behind. Hua Zhixu had the strength of a king, and he was a fourth-grade soul. In this battle with him, Chu Yan could deeply feel that his strength was extremely strong, his bloodline was mature, and his foundation was deep, which was definitely not comparable to Cheng Feng's half-baked.

"No wonder you can beat Cheng Feng and the other two. If my realm was a little lower, I wouldn't be able to beat them." Hua Zhixu occupied the ninth ring, stopped attacking, and smiled modestly.

"If you lose, you lose. Let's fight again next time!" Chu Yan smiled, and he had a little more goodwill towards Hua Zhixu, but this battle would eventually be a farewell battle.

"Are you leaving?" Hua Zhixu said after walking out of the mirror image, and Chu Yan nodded in tacit agreement. He really didn't want to leave, especially at this moment, but he understood that he had to leave now.

"Before you leave, I'll give you something. The next time we meet, it might be in the Ancient Trial Ground." Hua Zhixu looked at Yang Chen. Yang Chen whistled, and a white crane flew over. It was a king-level demon crane.

Chu Yan did not refuse this, otherwise they would also need to find a post station to rent a demon beast to fly. Otherwise, it would take at least half a year for them to get from Tiandao Sect to the outer circle at their speed.

"See you at the Ancient Trial." Chu Yan nodded, and he glanced at Tiandao Sect again. Finally, he was leaving.

A group of people left. Such a group of young people all adhered to their own thoughts and determination. What greeted them next would be the bloody rivers and lakes, without the protection of the wings of the sect. However, such young people all knew that they would be back soon, and that day would not be too far away.

Everyone rode away on a crane. Hua Zhixu looked at the back of the white crane and smiled. Yang Chen was beside him: "Master, what do you think?"

"Chu Yan is a one-second person. Don't underestimate him. If you give him a chance to grow up, all those who look down on him in the world will pay the price."

"Master, do you want to gamble?"

"The first soul is a sixth-grade soul? Why not gamble?" Hua Zhixu smiled indifferently. Then, he turned and looked in the direction of Tiandao Sect, and sighed: "Tiandao Sect, the wind is going to blow."

Just as Hua Zhixu said. On this day, dark clouds pressed down over Tiancheng. In the distant sky, several violent monsters attacked. These monsters were all griffins comparable to human emperors. Such monsters were all overlords in the world, but now they are willing to be used as mounts by others. Above the monsters, there were figures, and everyone was so indifferent.

The people of Tiancheng were shocked. Countless people looked up. The monsters landed, and the wind raged, hitting everyone, but no one dared to make a sound of dissatisfaction.

"Is this the Tiandao Sect?" One of the middle-aged men said indifferently. Gusu Cheng stood behind him and nodded coldly: "It's here!"

"Humph, in this small world, a tiny place, someone dares to threaten my Eastern Altar?" Zhongnan shouted coldly, and then he walked away, followed by a group of figures, and walked directly in the direction of the Tiandao Sect.

The Tiandao Sect's protective formation flickered from time to time. This was left by the Tiandao ancestor to protect the Tiandao Sect for thousands of years.

"Boom!" But today, the middle-aged man waved his hand, and the protective formation was disintegrated, without any obstruction.

At this time, Wan Qing Tianzun and other elders stood up and flew out. They seemed to have expected it and stood there, looking at Gusu Cheng and others.

"You have come from afar to visit our Tiandao Sect! Is there something wrong?" Wan Qing Tianzun stood in front, but at this moment, his strength as a Tianzun could not exert the slightest deterrence in front of the Tiandao Divine Detectives.

"Tiandao Sect, from today on, no longer needs to exist." The middle-aged man glanced at Wan Qing and said indifferently. Everyone's heart trembled. Just one sentence, will Tiandao Sect be destroyed?

"Gusu City, here, you can do whatever you want!" The middle-aged man said calmly, and Gusu City showed a hint of ferocity. If he was humiliated here one day, then today, he would take it all back.

The arrival of the Eastern Altar was undoubtedly a nightmare for Tiandao Sect.

The opponent's strength was too strong. In an instant, countless black iron chains appeared on the sky, as if they were shot out from the clouds, and suddenly blessed Wan Qing Tianzun's body, suppressing his shoulder blades tightly, and the blood dyed the earth red, sealing his vitality.

"Your Majesty!" The eyes of many elders including Mo Tu turned red, but when they took a step forward, there was a bang, and a huge pressure shocked them, making them unable to move a step.

"Where is Chu Yan?" Gusu Cheng's cold voice sounded. He came here today for another purpose, which was to kill Chu Yan!

Wan Qing laughed, and he laughed so sarcastically, looking at Gusu Cheng: "Do you want to find Chu Yan? Unfortunately, he is no longer in my Tiandao Sect!"

"Hmph! Then I will destroy this Tiandao Sect today. I want to see if he will show up!" Gusu Cheng snorted coldly, and at this moment, a magnificent light flashed in the sky, and suddenly a phantom appeared: "Eastern Altar, your hand is too far."

The Tiandao Patriarch appeared! Many elders of the Tiandao Sect were revived, and they were looking forward to such an ancestor to create another miracle.

Unfortunately, can it really be done? This time, the opponent is the Eastern Altar.

"Is it him?" The middle-aged man glanced at the shadow of the Tiandao Patriarch, and Gusu City nodded on the side: "It's him!"

"Just a divine thought, is it worthy of shouting in my Eastern Altar?" The middle-aged man snorted disdainfully, waved his hand, and the wind and clouds surged, and the ruthless power blasted towards the shadow of the Tiandao Patriarch.

"Boom!" The power of the Tiandao Patriarch collided with that of the middle-aged man, but in just a moment, the power of the Tiandao Patriarch was destroyed, and the eyes of the Tiandao Patriarch condensed slightly: "Destroy the emperor?"

"You can't protect this sect today, get out!" The middle-aged man shouted in a low voice, and everyone in Tiancheng was shocked by this shocking scene. The Tiandao Sect, the leader of all sects today, was completely suppressed by the power of one person in the Eastern Altar.

The eyes of the Tiandao Patriarch condensed slightly, and the next moment, the middle-aged man waved his hand, and a stream of vitality blasted towards the stone statue in the mountain stream.

"Boom!"

The stone statue of Tiandao Patriarch was shattered, and his shadow became more and more ethereal. Everyone in Tiandao Sect was heartbroken.

"Even Tiandao Patriarch can't do it?"

"God wants to destroy my Tiandao Sect!" Wan Qing roared in pain, and Tiandao Patriarch's shadow narrowed. He knew that he couldn't stay in the world for too long. He stared at the middle-aged man and said slowly: "Since I have transcended this world, we are all people of this galaxy. If my Tiandao Sect is destroyed, if I meet your descendants of the Eastern Altar one day, I will kill one person if I meet one person!"

The middle-aged man frowned. He could feel the strength of Tiandao Patriarch himself, which should be very strong. He might not be able to destroy the Eastern Altar, but if he secretly killed the descendants of the Eastern Altar, no one could stop him, which made the middle-aged man's face gloomy.

"Threatening me?" The middle-aged man waved his hand, and the shadow of the old ancestor of the Heavenly Dao was completely shattered. He turned around, hesitated, and looked at Wan Qing: "Even if I don't kill you, I will make you all useless today!"

In the Heavenly Dao Sect, everyone hated it, but no one begged for mercy. Their eyes were burning, because they always believed that sooner or later a young man would come back, and then, everything the Eastern Altar did today would pay a price!

"Destroy!"

The middle-aged man spoke, with thousands of murderous intentions, destroying the Heavenly Dao Sect as much as he could, and the jade buildings collapsed layer by layer.

At this time, a figure came from a distance and stopped on the other side of the Eastern Altar: "In a fight at the Overlord level, those above the Heavenly Venerable level cannot attack in my world without authorization. This is an agreement. Your Excellency, you are a bit unruly, right?"

"Who are you, and are you worthy of talking to me?" The middle-aged man glanced at the man indifferently. Unfortunately, the strength of the Emperor Realm was still not enough.

"The head of Baicaotang, Huafeng!" the man said calmly, but everyone was shocked. Today, the Tiandao Sect was in great trouble, but Baicaotang, which did not participate in the dispute in the world, stood up?

"Is it because of him?" Wan Qing and others were puzzled.

"I have never heard of it. An emperor is not worthy of being rampant in front of me. Get out of here." The middle-aged man said coldly. Huafeng frowned, and then he didn't say anything. He just said to the middle-aged man indifferently: "In this case, I will leave, but before leaving, I still kindly remind you that although the world has been sealed for tens of thousands of years and its strength is far inferior to that of other star continents, it is not something that you can break the rules of the Eastern Altar at will. Today's revenge, someone will ask you to pay it back one day."

"Continue!"

The middle-aged man continued, and at this time, the world was windy again, and a huge hammer fell from the sky above the horizon. The power of the huge hammer seemed to crush the world. It was thousands of feet in size and smashed towards the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man's eyes suddenly condensed. From the giant hammer, he felt an endless crisis. Even at this moment, the chains that suppressed Wan Qing were taken back, and he tried his best to resist the huge demon hammer.

"Who are you!"

"Get lost!" As soon as the middle-aged man opened his mouth, a savage voice sounded. Above the nine heavens, there was a beautiful figure standing. She was so delicate, without a single flaw. As soon as she appeared, she said to everyone in the Eastern Altar, Get lost!

The middle-aged man's face sank. He was a little unhappy, but he felt a real crisis from this woman, especially the huge thousand-foot demon hammer, which made him feel as if his soul was locked.

"Empress of the Dust?"