Ling tripod

This thing is the demon stone!

The demon stone is so hard that even Zun Daitian, who is at the peak of the middle stage of the thunder tribulation, cannot break it, let alone the sword cultivator who has fallen to the early stage of the thunder tribulation!

The rusty long sword exudes an unprecedented might and directly chops the demon stone.

The demon stone suddenly shook in the sky and retreated dozens of feet under the suppression of the sword energy!

Chu Yan only felt the blood surging, but he forced himself not to spit out blood and suppressed his complexion to normal.

This one-armed sword cultivator did his best to strike, exuding the might of the middle stage of the thunder tribulation. Now Chu Yan can kill the early stage of the thunder tribulation, but he still needs to fight against the middle stage of the thunder tribulation.

But although the demon stone was suppressed and retreated dozens of feet, it was not damaged at all.

"This is impossible..."

At this moment, the one-armed sword cultivator's face was pale, the momentum of this sword had completely disappeared, and his eyes were full of astonishment.

He didn't see anything special about this strange stone, how could it block this sword without any damage.

"It's over!"

Chu Yan said coldly, and waved the magic flag beside him!

Immediately, nine demons transformed from the souls of the Thunder Tribulation Period and more than a hundred demons transformed from the souls of the Great Accomplishment Period roared out.

These demons are the souls of cultivators, and generally only have 30% of their strength in their lifetime!

But the nine souls of the early Thunder Tribulation Period added together are almost as strong as three cultivators of the early Thunder Tribulation Period, plus more than a hundred demons of the Great Accomplishment Period. The one-armed sword cultivator is already at the end of his strength, how can he resist, and is directly swallowed by these hundreds of demons.

"You can't kill me, I come from the Three Swords Realm, my senior brother is the Star River Saint Dugu Jian, you can't kill me..."

At this moment, the one-armed sword cultivator roared.

"Star River Saint?"

A gleam of brilliance flashed in Chu Yan's eyes. The so-called Star River Saint was the Saint of the Seventh Mysterious Star River, which should be the last session.

Before this trial was over, he was still the Saint of the Seventh Mysterious Star River.

At this moment, both the old monk and the pockmarked demon cultivator changed their expressions. How could they not have heard of the name of Star River Saint Dugu Jian?

"Die!"

Chu Yan waved his hand, and hundreds of demons went completely crazy.

"Ah! My senior brother will avenge me!"

"You just wait to die! Ah!"

"You will die under the sword of my senior brother, you must die..."

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In the roar of the one-armed sword cultivator, he was completely devoured by many demons.

And his soul was directly pulled into the magic banner to refine the demon!

"Buzz!"

At this moment, the magic banner vibrated.

The one-armed swordsman was originally in the middle stage of the thunder tribulation, but his cultivation level fell due to injury. However, his soul was still in the middle stage of the thunder tribulation. After adding his soul, the momentum of the magic banner finally surpassed the innate virtual treasure and reached the realm of thunder treasure!

Among them, ten thunder tribulation demon heads emerged, with terrifying momentum.

A faint golden arc emerged, and the golden arc instantly turned into a black arc under the infiltration of demonic energy, jumping on the magic banner.

Above Chu Yan's head, the twenty-fourth white token phantom also floated out.

And at this time, in the fourth level of the ancient god assessment.

This is a strange space, the scene everywhere is constantly changing, the colorful mist is filled in it, everything looks so unreal.

A figure wandered in it.

This is a young man in a white robe, with a long messy hair falling down, and between the messy hair are a pair of deep eyes that seem to be able to see through everything, and the whole person exudes a sharp aura that almost tears everything apart.

It was like a peerless sword unsheathed!

In his hand, he held a bronze sword without any luster. The sword was broken and even rusty.

And it was this sword that he casually swung!

Immediately, a cultivator's head rolled out, with disbelief in his eyes.

Above this man's head, there was already a purple token phantom and seven golden token phantoms floating, and behind the golden token phantoms, there were dense and countless white token phantoms!

And at this moment, among the countless white token phantoms, there was another one.

After killing one person, his expression did not change at all, but at this moment, his expression suddenly changed.

The white-robed man immediately flashed with light in his hand, and a jade talisman appeared.

And on the jade talisman, a figure emerged. That figure was a young man with white hair and vicissitudes of life between his eyebrows.

Then, the cracks on the jade talisman were repaired and shattered.

"Kill the people of my Three Sword Realm, you can't leave here alive!"

As he spoke, a sword-shaped jade plate appeared in his hand, and light flashed on it.

He said to the jade plate lightly: "Kill this person!"

Just after these words fell, in the first, second, and third levels of the Ancient God Space, the sword-shaped jade plates on the waists of tens of thousands of cultivators with long swords lit up. Among them, the figure of a young cultivator with white hair and vicissitudes of life appeared. Then, they heard the words of the man in white robes, and then, one by one, a monstrous murderous intent appeared in their eyes.

At this moment, Chu Yan didn't know that he was in danger. He only knew that the other party said that he was the junior brother of the Star River Saint, so he couldn't let him go!

"Amitabha, I thank you for saving my life!"

At this moment, the old monk had recovered some strength and said to Chu Yan with cupped fists.

Chu Yan ignored the old monk and looked at the pockmarked demon cultivator.

The pockmarked cultivator immediately expressed gratitude: "Thank you brother for saving your life!"

"Do you want me to teach you how to do it?"

Chu Yan's voice was extremely indifferent.

Hearing Chu Yan's words, evil spirits immediately appeared on the pockmarked demon cultivator's face, and he shouted loudly: "Do it!"

Almost as he was shouting, the black umbrella in his hand was blasted towards the old monk beside him!

The remaining three demon cultivators also bombarded the two Buddhist cultivators who were still alive!

"you……"

At this moment, the old monk was furious and yelled.

"We are not of the same blood, and we are irreconcilable!"

The demonic cultivator roared and used his methods without any reservations.

This demonic cultivator is also very capable. The Buddhist cultivator was injured more seriously before, but now he is completely suppressed.

Finally, the old monk roared loudly and spit out a gourd.

As soon as the mouth of the gourd was opened, a piece of golden gas roared out, instantly transforming into a phantom of the Buddha, and the breath of this phantom of the Buddha was actually the peak of the early stage of the Thunder Tribulation.

"Brother, save me!"

The demon cultivator was not at his peak. He could have suppressed the old monk, but who knew that the old monk had a life-saving trick? His expression suddenly changed, and he immediately yelled at Chu Yan.

"Wishli Gourd, interesting!"

In Chu Yan's eyes, light flashed, and then he took a step forward!

With this step, Chu Yan instantly transformed into a golden-haired giant ape, with red-gold hair and even countless magic patterns flashing on it.

This is not the immortal golden body of the past, but the power of blood inspired by the understanding of the beast transformation. Coupled with Chu Yan's current thunder calamity body, at this moment, the aura is extremely terrifying.

"You still need to practice physical training!"

The old monk's expression changed drastically.

"boom!"

Chu Yan locked his fist on the head of the Buddha's phantom, and hit it with one punch. The Buddha's phantom immediately collapsed!

The old monk's blood spurted out, and then he felt a chill in his heart. When he lowered his head, he saw that an extremely thick arm had penetrated his chest and it hurt!

"You are, caught in a thunderstorm..."

The old monk still had a look of disbelief in his eyes. He himself was also a physical practitioner, but his body was so easily blasted through by others. What kind of cultivation level was the person in front of him?

"You don't need to know too much!"

After Chu Yan finished speaking, he withdrew his hand, holding a soul in it, and threw it into the demon flag.

The magic flag roared again, and another soul of a cultivator in the Thunder Tribulation Stage appeared, and its momentum increased again.

However, there is still a long way to go before the mid-grade Lei Bao.

Above Chu Yan's head, the white token phantom also turned into twenty-five pieces.

On the other side, one of the three demon cultivators died in the battle, and the remaining two Buddhist cultivators were finally killed. Chu Yan was not polite and put the souls of the dead cultivators in the thunder tribulation period into the demon flags.

"Thank you for your kindness, brother!"

The pockmarked cultivator immediately expressed gratitude to Chu Yan.

However, there is still a look of fear in his eyes. Although they are from the same lineage of demon cultivators and support each other, it is not uncommon for people from the same lineage to fight in order to seize treasures in no-one's place. Moreover, the person in front of him today is killing He killed Dugu Jian's junior brother, but he saw this scene, which made the pockmarked cultivator feel uneasy.

With the methods of the cultivator in front of him, it would be absolutely easy for him to kill the remaining three people on his side.

The other two demon cultivators obviously thought of this and immediately thanked Chu Yan.

Chu Yan said calmly: "No need to say more, we are of the same demonic vein, so we should naturally support each other. We killed this person together, so let's divide the harvest!"

When the three pockmarked demon cultivators heard this, they breathed a sigh of relief and at the same time knew that these words of the cultivator in front of them tied them into the same boat.

"If brothers hadn't taken action today, several of us would have died. This harvest should all belong to brothers!"

The pockmarked cultivator immediately said with a stern look on his face, cupping his fists.

The eyes of the two cultivators beside him showed unwillingness, but as soon as the light turned, they immediately followed suit.

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