Ling tripod

One hundred demon cultivators absorbed all the spiritual energy in the tower of origin of nearly eight hundred cultivators!

And Chu Yan collected the savings bag, and the flying swords of more than 400 Taoist cultivators from the Three Sword Realms refined the treasure essence and blended it into the Broken Cang Sword. However, the Broken Cang Sword still has not been promoted. It is not a simple matter to be promoted to the top-grade Lei Bao. A simple thing.

Immediately, Chu Yan continued to challenge the guardian spirit of the statue.

And those hundred demon cultivators, just around Chu Yan, also challenged the guardian spirit.

The cultivators of other channels fled away when they saw Chu Yan and the others, especially when they saw the black shadow of the Hundred Thousand Killing Token above Chu Yan's head.

In this way, Chu Yan went crazy all the way.

Those hundred demon cultivators were almost dumbfounded.

They had imagined that the challenge to the guardian spirit would be to kill him seven times, but now, they saw that Chu Yan was killed all at once, and was so devastating that they were shocked to the extreme.

Thirty thousand statues!

Forty thousand statues!

Fifty thousand statues!

When Chu Yan successfully challenged 50,000 statues, he had already condensed five towers of origin!

All nine floors of the five Origin Towers were lit up.

The 53,267th statue!

At this moment, the Confucian scholar in green that Chu Yan had just discovered was also here!

The Confucian scholar in Tsing Yi was still eloquent and launched a verbal offensive against the guardian spirit. Just after killing the guardian spirit, the Confucian scholar in Tsing Yi saw Chu Yan beside him.

"Brother, look at your young age, but you have white hair. Confucius said, haste makes waste. Look, you have cultivated vigorously!"

When the scholar in green clothes saw Chu Yan, his eyes immediately showed excitement and he said to Chu Yan.

Chu Yan ignored the scholar in blue and walked to the statue he had just challenged.

"Brother, you can't be too ambitious. You said you didn't challenge the statues in front of you. Come challenge this one. This statue is not easy to deal with. Let me tell you, I killed him three times before destroying it. If it were you, I wouldn't have eliminated you, you would have had to do it at least seven times, I have challenged each statue one by one..."

The scholar in Tsing Yi continued to speak to Chu Yan.

"Speaking of my boss like that, do you want to die?"

At this moment, the defeated little devil rushed over and shouted coldly at the scholar in blue.

At the same time, a hundred demon cultivators surrounded the Confucian scholar in blue, all of them showing evil looks on their faces.

"It's vulgar, it's vulgar. Only unreasonable people will take action. Why, there are many people bullying those who are small. Xiaosheng, I'm not afraid of you!"

There was no trace of fear on the face of the Confucian scholar in green.

The defeated little demon was angry, and the demon cultivator was about to take action, but Chu Yan waved his hand, and everyone immediately stopped talking.

Chu Yan looked at the Confucian scholar in blue and said softly: "Words are just one of the means. If there is strength, everything is nothing. Do you think it will take me seven times to defeat this guardian spirit?"

Looking at Chu Yan's indifferent eyes, the scholar in Tsing Yi suddenly felt that the young man in front of him who was similar to his own age was somewhat mysterious.

"Haha, brother, I was unreasonable just now, but you need at least five times to break this guardian spirit!"

Seeing Chu Yan's gaze, the scholar in Tsing Yi immediately changed his tone and said.

"Five times?"

"At least four times?"

"Four times?"

"No, no, three times, you need at least three times!"

The Confucian scholar in Tsing Yi was a little frightened by Chu Yan's determined gaze and said immediately.

The defeated little devil mocked: "How shameless you are. It was you who said it seven times in the beginning, but now it's you who said it three times!"

"Three times, it won't change this time, you need at least three times!"

The Confucian scholar in Tsing Yi's face turned a little red, and finally he said with certainty.

He asked himself about the strength of the leaders of six of the seven veins, and he knew that they were all about the same as himself. It would take three times to break the guardian spirit in front of him. Only Dugujian was stronger, only two times. As for the demon lineage, But I haven't heard of any leader.

The white-haired young man in front of him is obviously a demon cultivator, but even if he is strong, he cannot surpass himself, so he has been overestimated by saying it three times.

Speaking of which, this Confucian scholar in blue is also a bit tragic. When he challenged the guardian spirit, he was so focused that he didn't even notice Chu Yan's methods behind him.

"Haha, since you are so sure, then we might as well make a bet!"

Chu Yan said lightly.

"You, why should I bet with you?"

The scholar in green clothes shook his head and said.

"You ask yourself, are you very sharp with your words?"

Chu Yan asked.

"That's natural. In this Seventh Mysterious Galaxy, no one can surpass me, Meng Junhe, in speaking sharply!"

Upon hearing this, the scholar in green clothes immediately patted his chest and said.

"In other words, what you said makes sense? Is there anything wrong?"

"That's natural. What I said is based on the strengths of all my Confucian scholars. How can I be wrong!"

"Oh, let's put it this way, if you are wrong and I am right, will you lose to me in terms of words?"

Chu Yan asked with a smile flashing in his eyes.

"this……"

Meng Junhe thought for a while, but then said: "How could I say the wrong thing!"

"If you're not wrong, why don't you dare to bet with me? You, the most sharp-tongued person in the Seventh Xuan Xinghe, are afraid of being discovered by others and don't dare to bet with others. It's really disappointing. !”

Chu Yan shook his head, couldn't help but sigh, and said to the defeated little devil: "Little devil, if such a courageous person speaks from now on, we will just treat it as farts!"

"Boss is right! I said I felt a smell, and it turned out that someone was farting!"

Bai Xiaomo immediately cooperated and said, covering his nose.

A hundred demon cultivators on the side immediately agreed.

"Just bet, why shouldn't I dare? How to gamble!"

Meng Junhe yelled immediately.

Chu Yan said lightly: "I won't deceive you. I only need to break this guardian spirit once, or more than once, and you will win. In other words, what you just said is true. How about it?"

"once?"

Meng Junhe hesitated, but looked at Chu Yan and confirmed that he had never seen this person before!

But this time, even Dugu Jian couldn't do it, let alone him!

"Okay, I'll bet you!"

Thinking of this, Meng Junhe said immediately.

Chu Yan said softly: "Just gambling, how can you do it without winning?"

"Lottery? Well, then bet one hundred thousand spiritual crystals!"

As soon as he heard about the lottery, Meng Junhe directly covered his savings bag, looking like a miser, and finally said cautiously.

"The dignified Seventh Xuan Xinghe master of speech is so unsure of himself that he only bets one hundred thousand spiritual crystals. It's really disappointing!"

Chu Yan shook his head again.

"Then, those one hundred and five thousand spirits!"

"Oh, I'm disappointed, I'm disappointed!"

"Eleven thousand spirits! No more!"

Meng Junhe finally gritted his teeth and said.

When Chu Yan saw it, he smiled to himself. One of the characteristics of this person was his nagging. Another characteristic was his greed for money.

In this case...

"Ten million spirits, if you don't dare, don't mention it to me again from now on. Seventh Mysterious Galaxy has the sharpest words. If you don't even dare to make a bet, you don't have the right to speak in front of me!"

Chu Yanruo said casually.

Ten million spirits...

Meng Junhe's eyes widened. Although he had a lot of spiritual crystals, they were ten million spirits. Those ten million spirits could be piled up into a spiritual crystal bed for him to lie on and sleep on...

"Little Mo, let's go! This person here is nothing more than that!"

Chu Yan said something to Bai Xiaomo, and Bai Xiaomo nodded immediately and was about to leave!

"Wait a minute, I bet, isn't it just ten million souls? Don't you think I can afford the gamble? I am a rich man!"

Meng Junhe gritted his teeth, waved his hand, and immediately put a piece of spiritual crystal in his savings bag, which was used like crazy, and piled up into a small mountain on the side, which was exactly ten million spirits.

Chu Yan smiled slightly, waved his hand, and ten million souls flew out of the savings bag and fell aside.

After killing more than 120,000 cultivators, Chu Yan's accumulated finances had already reached a terrifying level.

Xiaobai stood on Chu Yan's shoulder, his little eyes shining, but he didn't speak.

Immediately, Chu Yan pressed his palm on the statue in front of him.

Pressing it on the statue, the statue immediately shook, and one of the guardian spirits flew out.

The spiritual cultivation of this guardian is also in the middle stage of thunder tribulation, but this momentum is definitely good in the middle stage of thunder tribulation.

"Huh, just once, let's see how you end up"

Meng Junhe thought to himself on the side.

The guardian spirits in the middle stage of the Thunder Tribulation can no longer be killed with one strike like before!

But Chu Yan is still very familiar with it!

"Bang bang bang..."

Point with three fingers!

Three magic lines of time erupted from the left, middle and right directions, and the magic energy of time roared out!

The space was immediately stopped!

The next moment, Chu Yan pointed his finger at the forehead of the immobilized guardian spirit, activated his Yin Spirit Finger, and his body exploded!

"Hmph, this spirit will keep resurrecting. Hey, it's strange, why isn't it resurrected? This..."

Meng Junhe smiled mockingly at first, but then his expression changed.

Naturally, he didn't see that Chu Yan had already pulled out that invisible ray of unyielding will.

"How is this possible? It won't happen..."

After waiting for sixty breaths, the guardian spirit still showed no sign of resurrection, and Meng Junhe's expression completely changed.

“Then thank you Brother Meng for the spiritual crystal!”

Chu Yan smiled and waved his hand, and tens of millions of spiritual crystals were immediately put into the savings bag.

"You, it's impossible. It's just a coincidence. I'll continue to bet with you..."

ps: Chu Yan is going to start tricking people...

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