Emperor Yutianwu

Chu Yan looked at the middle-aged man and suddenly smiled: "The ancestor of the Chen family?"

The white-haired middle-aged man said lightly: "Not really, the ancestor ancient saint has long left this world, I am just a cousin of his side back then."

Chu Yan narrowed his eyes: "So, you have seen the ancient saint."

The white-haired middle-aged man laughed: "Boy, you are very interesting. You can still chat with me when you are about to die?"

Chu Yan smiled gently: "People should always be more open-minded."

The white-haired middle-aged man was silent for a while, and suddenly smiled: "You are not open-minded, but you still have something to rely on, right?"

After speaking, the white-haired middle-aged man continued: "In my life, I have seen too many people, especially those who are about to die. So far, I have never seen a person who can face death calmly... and the attitude you give me now is not the kind of person who is ready to die."

Chu Yan smiled and shrugged: "If you say there is, then there is."

"Hahaha!"

The white-haired middle-aged man laughed suddenly: "Interesting... In this case, take it out and let me see what you rely on."

The faces of the Chen family disciples changed drastically when they heard this.

Still have something to rely on?

You know, they were chased by Chu Yan all the way here, and every time they saw someone coming, they thought they had won... But every time Chu Yan could reveal an amazing trump card.

What is the only space, what is the blood divine pattern... These are all ineffective against Chu Yan.

They even suspected that Chu Yan's trump cards were endless.

But when they killed the last elder, they thought Chu Yan's trump cards should have been used up, right?

In the end, there are still some?

This is a bit scary.

Chu Yan stared at the white-haired middle-aged man for a while, and suddenly laughed: "What realm are you in? Just want to see my support?"

Hearing this, the white-haired middle-aged man was slightly startled, and then laughed: "Interesting, interesting... It's really too interesting!"

The next second, the middle-aged man's eyes suddenly condensed, revealing a cold light: "Do you have to seek death? Then I will fulfill your wish."

After speaking, the middle-aged man took a step forward.

Boom!

With just one step, the Chen family world trembled violently, as if the world began to collapse.

Chu Yan's pupils shrank sharply, and his whole body sank instantly, as if he was pressed by a mountain of tens of thousands of tons, and he spit out a mouthful of blood.

Chu Yan tried to struggle, but found that he couldn't move?

It's not the space of the only self, but the simple pressure of the avenue!

Chu Yan's eyes condensed. At this moment, he didn't need the white-haired middle-aged man to tell him, he already knew what the middle-aged man's strength was.

Level 10!

There's no mistake!

Definitely level 10!

At this time, the strength displayed by the middle-aged man was also earth-shattering, as if he wanted to destroy the whole world.

Chu Yan was trapped in it with only one thought, extremely weak.

At this moment, he was under the pressure of the white-haired middle-aged man's avenue, like a small boat in the endless ocean, without branches to rely on.

Chu Yan had guessed a long time ago that the tenth level of the only self must be very powerful, because when he saw the head of the Chen family just now, he had already understood the power of the ninth level.

And someone said a long time ago that the last three levels of the only self are the real one step a day, and each small realm can be regarded as a big realm.

And now...

The gap is too big.

The difference is like heaven and earth!

Is this the real egoism?

The world is mine!

I am the only one.

The white-haired middle-aged man took one step after another. He didn't even use his hands, but kept his hands behind his back. He could step on Chu Yan to death like stepping on an ant.

Chu Yan was under increasing pressure.

"Now, am I worthy?" The white-haired middle-aged man sneered.

The eyes were overwhelming.

Chu Yan clenched his fists slightly and suddenly shouted: "Go!"

Buzz!

Suddenly, a special force surged out of his body.

The white-haired middle-aged man narrowed his eyes when he saw this, and then he took back the pressure of the avenue. He looked at Chu Yan from a distance and said sarcastically: "I'll give you a chance to show your trump card, let your reliance come out!"

Confidence!

As the white-haired middle-aged man said, he guessed that Chu Yan had something to rely on since he appeared, but he still didn't take it seriously.

Why?

Because of confidence.

Incomparable confidence.

In his eyes, there are no ancient saints in the world today, so no one in this world can kill him.

He has already reached the level of invincibility under the ancient saints.

"Huh."

The pressure dissipated, and Chu Yan suddenly gasped, and then a cruel look flashed in his eyes.

"You asked for it!"

The next second, Chu Yan said nothing, and a white jade plate suddenly appeared in his hand!

There was a storm pattern engraved on the jade plate, and he threw it towards the white-haired middle-aged man.

The white-haired middle-aged man chuckled at this, with a look of contempt.

"Divine pattern formation?"

The white-haired middle-aged man guessed what it was when he saw the jade plate, but he still didn't take it seriously.

No one can kill him except the ancient saints, let alone a jade plate.

But the next second, the white-haired middle-aged man's face suddenly changed, because as the jade plate approached, his heart suddenly beat violently.

A sense of crisis ran through his body.

The white-haired middle-aged man's eyes narrowed, and he subconsciously wanted to take a step back...

Unfortunately... it was too late.

"Open!"

Chu Yan roared fiercely.

Buzz!

Suddenly, the jade plate seemed to be activated by some force, and the storm pattern engraved in the center rose up and rushed into the sky.

Rumble!

Suddenly, the entire world of the Chen family fell into endless darkness.

It was like the end of the world.

"No! What is this?"

The white-haired middle-aged man shouted angrily, trying desperately to break free from the storm, but he found that it was useless no matter what he did.

The storm was born with a huge devouring power. No matter how he struggled, it was useless. It forcibly dragged the white-haired middle-aged man into the storm.

Below, some disciples of the Chen family were all shocked.

Especially some people who had entered the Tianyuan, they looked at the storm above and were all dazed: "This is... Qianlongyuan? This is... Tianyuan Forbidden Day?"

Some old people who had never entered Tianyuan were shocked: "What are you talking about? What Tianyuan Forbidden Day? This is the Chen family, and Tianyuan is 108,000 miles away from here."

The Chen family disciples trembled and said: "Tianyuan, Tianyuan Forbidden Day... Every time the Tianyuan Forbidden Day appears, this Qianlongyuan will appear. Once Qianlongyuan appears, it means that there are still three days before the Tianyuan Forbidden Day!"

All the Chen family members were shocked: "Impossible!"

How could the Qianlongyuan of Tianyuan appear in the Chen family now?

Yes, Chu Yan's last trump card is Qianlongyuan!

This is the method left by Qin Ruoming to trap the black dragon!

Chu Yan asked himself, in this void today, if there is someone who can kill the tenth level Wei Wu, then there is one person who can definitely do it!

Qin Ruoming!

So before coming to the Chen family, Chu Yan's biggest reliance was this Qianlongyuan.

Chu Yan threw Qianlongyuan out, looked at the white-haired middle-aged man and sneered: "How is it? Are you satisfied with my reliance?"