Ling tripod

"How could you... be possible?"

At this moment, Fei Qingyang's eyes were dazed, looking at Chu Yan, and he almost lost the ability to think.

Master...

Led by Feng Xiaofeng, 100,000 disciples were all shocked!

Even if they dreamed, they would never have thought that the master who gave them good fortune and made them reborn, the master they believed in, Kuyazi, was actually a peer of their own generation, the Demonic Son of the Demon Realm, Chu Yan!

This matter was too unbelievable.

"It turned out to be him!"

The three masters' eyes changed drastically, especially Feng Zun. He guessed for a long time and finally determined that the person of Kushan was a person of ancient inheritance and had a very deep cultivation. But he never dreamed that this person of Kushan was actually Chu Yan.

This can explain that when he first met Lin Fan, he doubted everything before.

Everyone present had their eyes changed drastically countless times.

Kushan, Kuyazi!

What a loud Taoist name!

Entering the barren Kushan alone!

Defeat the Jiannan Sect's Wen Dao Period Supreme Elder with ease!

Accepting 100,000 disciples, Kushan is no longer a forbidden place!

At the Treasure Offering Conference, the power of one lineage defeated the five major sects!

However, all of this indicates that this is a legendary old cultivator, but no one would associate him with the young generation's prodigy, and the long-dead Demon Chu Yan.

Kuyazi, Chu Yan!

These are two extreme names, one is a strong man of the older generation, and the other is a prodigy of the younger generation.

However, now, just like this, they appear in front of everyone at the same time.

It also tells everyone that they are the same person.

Lin Fan, Chu Yan, Kuyazi!

It's actually the same person!

This is an unintentional huge visual and spiritual shock!

For a full hundred breaths, the entire dojo was dead silent, and you could hear a pin drop!

"You..."

Fei Qingyang suddenly felt a little powerless in his words. Everything in front of him had already far exceeded his expectations.

On the withered mountain, this breath is too mysterious. This is definitely not a clone, but Chu Yan's real body!

Without the fusion of the real body, it is the perfection of all things. Once the real body is fused, what level will Chu Yan reach?

Now, there are already two ultimate swords, plus the real body, the mysterious petrified ancient jade, and the dragon whisker whip of the dragon clan...

For the first time, Fei Qingyang is not completely sure of victory!

Everyone present is the same. They are no longer sure that Fei Qingyang can win. Kuyazi is too famous. Now...

"It is so difficult to hear the Tao. I, Fei Qingyang, have practiced hard for more than 800 years to achieve it. Even if you fuse the real body and clone, you may not be able to reach the stage of hearing the Tao. Besides, you don't have the third sword. How can you take over my wind sword intent!"

Fei Qingyang is worthy of being the one who will inherit the mantle of the Immortal Emperor. He quickly calmed down and then said coldly.

This time, he no longer despised, but was full of fighting spirit. This battle is meaningful!

"Who said Chu doesn't have a third sword!"

On the top of the withered mountain, Chu Yan said lightly, and then raised his hand!

When these words came out, the people who had been shocked and numb, their heads roared again for a while!

There is a third sword?

How did Chu Yan practice for more than 800 years?

With such a terrifying leap in cultivation, he actually refined so many terrifying treasures. This is too unimaginable.

"The third sword?"

Fei Qingyang's eyes changed, and he suddenly looked forward to the third sword mentioned by Chu Yan.

Under the withered mountain, the shock in the eyes of 100,000 disciples has once again turned into fanatical worship.

It doesn't matter if he is not an old generation of cultivators. Whether it is Chu Yan or Kuyazi, he is his master, and he gave him everything.

What's more, his master is someone who can fight Fei Qingyang at the peak. At this moment, the 100,000 disciples feel very proud!

"When I first entered Kushan, you were just a blade of grass. Now you are a towering tree. Become my treasure and fight with me to conquer the world. When I become the emperor, I will give you the title of the ancestor of wood!"

Chu Yan looked at the magic tree in front of him and spoke immediately.

These words, with promises and thoughts belonging to the ancient demon, if they were turned into a key, they would open the seal of the magic tree at this moment.

In the magic tree, there was an extremely excited fluctuation of divine thoughts!

Chu Yan smiled slightly. This magic tree happened to absorb three drops of his ancient demon blood, and it had planted the cause with him. Now it was time for the result.

Thinking of it, Chu Yan touched the magic tree with his palm!

Immediately, the magic tree shook violently, and countless magic patterns on it roared and changed. The Kushan mist absorbed before turned into countless illusory sword shadows.

"I have taught you for three hundred and twenty years and taught you the sword meaning of time. Now, I will take one sword meaning from each of you. Are you willing?"

Chu Yan's voice spread throughout Kushan.

"Disciple is willing!"

At this moment, with Feng Xiaofeng as the beast, 100,000 disciples roared at the same time!

What a great favor the master has shown to them. Moreover, the sword intent cultivated by each cultivator can be transformed into countless paths, which is related to the cultivation level. One sword intent is simply insignificant. In their opinion, their help is too weak.

In the souls of all 100,000 disciples, an illusory sword flew out.

This sword carries the breath of time!

It is the sword intent of time!

The sword of time, although the 100,000 disciples all comprehended the sword of time, because each person has lived through different years, the sword of time they have cultivated is also different. This sword of time represents their own life-long understanding of time.

100,000 sword of time, in a crazy state, all rushed into the magic tree.

The next moment, the magic tree shook violently.

An extremely terrifying breath was brewing.

The magic tree can grow on the dead mountain. Even if it was just a grass back then, it was definitely not an ordinary thing. What's more, it absorbed Chu Yan's ancient demon blood later, and now condensed the gray air accumulated in the dead mountain for endless years, as well as the sword of time of 100,000 disciples representing 100,000 different lives.

At this moment, the magic tree has changed dramatically.

On it, the branches twisted, and boundless green mist emerged from it, enveloping it as a whole.

In the green mist, there was a constant roar.

Finally, the green mist dissipated, the magic tree disappeared, and a green wooden sword covered with magic patterns and exuding ancient aura emerged from it!

As soon as this sword appeared, the void began to shake wildly.