Emperor Yutianwu

The Saintess of Tianyuan was startled when she heard Chu Yan's voice, and said in a deep voice: "Emperor Chu, what are you talking about? Who is still unwilling to show up? Are there other people around?"

Chu Yan smiled and said nothing.

Is there?

Of course there are!

And there are quite a few.

Chu Yan was actually a little surprised, and obviously underestimated the attraction of Wanhua Valley to Huanggu.

At first, he thought that as long as he showed some strength, these people would retreat, but it seemed that this was not the case.

Huanggu has a very high protection for Wanhua Valley.

To put it bluntly, Zhuri, Jianyi and others are just pawns pushed out.

There are at least three stronger people in the dark.

"Is it just one Wanhua Valley?" Chu Yan murmured to himself.

At this time, Xiao Jiu said: "Boy, you overlooked one thing."

"What do you mean?"

"If it was just a Wanhua Valley, maybe it wouldn't be like this, everyone can make up with other resources, but you forgot one thing, that is, the road on the ancient side is also cut off."

Chu Yan was stunned: "So?"

Xiao Jiu said: "So... in their eyes, Wanhua Valley is no longer just a resource, but may open a passage to the future realm of cultivation!"

"What is the most important thing for a cultivator? The way! The way! Those who cut off my way are like killing my parents. This sentence is not a joke."

Xiao Jiu said seriously: "To put it bluntly, some cultivators have reached hundreds of millions of years old, and their family affection has faded. In their eyes, parents may not be as important as the future!"

"For them, being able to advance is the most important thing!"

Chu Yan suddenly realized: "Indeed..."

I should think in a different way.

If the idealistic road of the ancient world is normal, including the ancient saint road, and everyone just lacks resources, then the Wanhua Valley may not be the case.

But it's different now. They have no way forward, and Wanhua Valley may have an opportunity, so they will certainly not let it go.

The same thing, but in different situations, the degree of importance and preciousness will naturally be different.

Chu Yan frowned and said: "But even if the future is important, it won't be worth it, right? I have already shown strong strength here. They should know that they may die if they are my enemy, but they still dare to do this?"

Xiao Jiu glanced at Chu Yan and said faintly: "First of all, people are confident. They always feel that they can win until things happen to them."

"Moreover, even if they really die, as long as there is a certain probability, they will choose to do it."

"Why?"

Chu Yan was surprised: "For the so-called future, can even life be used as a bet?"

Xiao Jiu glanced at Chu Yan faintly: "Why Can't? Boy, life is a thing, the value also depends on the situation! For you, your life is very valuable, because you are still very young, plus you have Wusun, so you have never been troubled by your life span. "

"But the people of the ancient times are different!"

"They have lived for too long, even some people on the side of the gods and demons are facing old age and death, let alone the ancient times?"

"Their lives... are almost coming to an end!"

"There is not much time left."

"At this time, use the few short time to let go and fight for a chance. If it were you, would you do it?"

Chu Yan was silent for a moment.

He did not answer Xiao Jiu's words.

Because he didn't know how to answer.

According to his current thinking, he would definitely not do something against his conscience just to survive.

However, that is because he is now in an endless life span. But if one day, his life is threatened, his life span is coming to an end, and he is plagued by illness, as long as he does something immoral, he can keep himself alive, or even live for a long time. Will he really not do it?

Chu Yan hopes he won't.

But it hasn't come to that point... Who knows?

At least he knows that too many people can't hold on to this original intention.

Chu Yan doesn't want to brag, he can only silently stick to his own perseverance in his heart.

He also sincerely hopes that if there is such a day in the future, he can do it.

The next second, Chu Yan didn't say much.

Boom!

The battle is still going on.

Bang!

At this time, Zhuri was suppressed by the two ancestors of God and Demon, and several bloody wounds appeared on his body.

Of course, the situation of the two ancestors of God and Demon was not found. If the two were taken out for a separate discussion, they would still be no match for Zhuri.

Huanggu... After all, it is more ancient, and the foundation is more solid.

Even if it comes to status, Zhuri is not as good as the two ancestors of God and Demon in Huanggu.

But the time gap of hundreds of millions of years is destined to be like a gully that cannot be smoothed.

But even so, Zhuri is still very scheming.

Because he knows very well that Chu Yan himself has not taken action yet.

Thinking of this, his eyes suddenly became fierce, and he suddenly looked up at the endless void: "Everyone, are you still ready to continue watching the fun?"

"If Jian Yi, I and the other two really lose, can you guarantee that you will win?"

"I don't need to say more about the importance of Wanhua Valley, right? If you don't make a move, then the three of us are obviously no match for them, and now we can only choose to give up."

The voice was cold and pierced the sky.

Buzz!

The next second, the dark clouds suddenly sank, as if they were crushed by a rough hand, and then a hearty laugh came from them.

"Brother Zhuri, why are you so angry! Wanhua Valley is our common wealth. How can we watch it being taken away? We are just looking for an opportunity."

Zhuri sneered: "Is the opportunity here now?"

"Of course it is."

The laughter continued, and then two figures slowly walked out from the clouds.

They were two middle-aged men, one of whom was wearing a huge python robe with a giant python coiled up on it. His sharp eyes seemed to be real, scanning the whole scene, as if he was looking for his prey. Once he chose the right one, he would pounce on it and bite off the person's throat.

The other was a middle-aged man wearing a white robe, with a three-legged golden crow embroidered on his body. The golden crow was burning with flames all over, as if it was a real flame, and half of the sky was burning.

The Saint of the Abyss was shocked when she saw the two people. Her slender willow-leaf eyebrows were tightly locked. She said to Chu Yan in a deep voice: "These two people are: the Lord of the Snake Cave, the Eternal Snake King, and the Lord of the Nine Suns City, the Three-legged Golden Crow."

Chu Yan looked at the two people and nodded slightly.

He could clearly feel that the combat power of the two people in front of him was very high, and was even stronger than Zhuri.

At this time, the Three-legged Golden Crow also looked at Chu Yan and chuckled: "My friend, this is the ancient time after all. If you take people away now, we can pretend that nothing happened."