Chapter 2035

"You, what are you looking at?"

Finally, by Chu Yan see heart crazy beat, Wusi Lanma can't help but fierce toward each other stare in the past.

Chu Yan laughed and carried a pill with aura in front of wusilanma: "I think you just had a little disordered breath. It should be that guy who secretly attacked and hurt you.

If you get hurt, don't try to be brave and take this pill. "

"Who's hurt, you'll suffer..." uslamma retorted immediately.

But before she finished, she understood the meaning of Chu Yan.

Chu Yan knew she wasn't hurt.

He just saw the little unhappiness in his heart.

So now in this way to coax themselves.

Suddenly, uslamma felt soft in her heart, as if she had been hit.

But she didn't want to admit that she was moved. She stared at Chu Yan and snorted. She opened her mouth and rolled up that Dan's medicinal tongue and put it in her mouth.

Well, it's sweet!

In the past, the first round of the Qun Xian meeting usually lasted more than ten days, or even more than twenty days.

But in this session, the number of people who participated in the contest was the first. The disciples who participated in the contest were the strongest in history, and the royal families and religious monks who came to watch the ceremony were also the largest in history.

But the first round took the shortest time ever.

The brilliance of Bidou is also unbelievable.

Whenever it's a crape myrtle disciple, it's over.

This kind of competition alone saves a lot of time.

No one knows the reaction and mood of the patriarchs, elders and royal friars of many sects in Qingyun above the immortal list.

But at least many of the friars in Xiandao, except the disciples of Ziwei sect, could not help muttering.

It is clearly a meeting of immortals that can be recorded in history, but now it is completely destroyed by Ziwei gate.

But they didn't know it. Not only that, they were also proud of the way they came up with to "admit defeat and save aura".

This is the most irritating.

But Ziwei's disciples are also angry.

The target of their anger is Chu Yan.

In their opinion, their plan is perfect.

According to their ideas, this session of Qunxian conference will be called the grand ceremony of the return of the emperor of the Qing Dynasty, and also the grand ceremony of ziweimen stepping on Tianya sect.

But now, it was destroyed by Chu Yan in public.

Crape myrtle even lost a general.

The reputation that has never been damaged is also shamed by Chu Yan.

It can be said that if it wasn't for the real fairyland of Ziwei sect, they would have killed Chu Yan and his friends at all costs.

A road hostile eyes, from the direction of crape myrtle disciples unbridled shot over.

However, these eyes did not hurt Chu Yan at all.

It didn't even make a ripple in his mood.

At this time, Chu Yan's eyes fell on the list of immortals.

So far, there are only two people left on the immortal list who have no way to fight.

One of them is a disciple with double perfect mood.

This disciple Chu Yan didn't know and didn't care.

He is concerned about this disciple's opponent Mo Buyu!

I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional. Mo Buyu was put in the last match of the first round.

At this moment, there are not many monks who pay attention to Mo Buyu.

After all, in order to create momentum for mobuyu, Ziwei gate directly opened dozens of mysteries.

And mobuyu also showed his amazing strength during that period.

In the first half of the year, he became active again. After a series of amazing achievements, he returned to calm.

The explanation given by tianyazong is that Mo Buyu concentrates on closing the door and preparing for the meeting of the group of immortals.

At this moment, it is the first battle after he left the customs.

Other friars in Xiandao are concerned about how much their strength will be improved after mobuyu's seclusion.

Those who are not crape myrtle, but also aspire to the higher ranking of the group immortal assembly, are more concerned about the strength of Mo Buyu.

But Chu Yan at this time is concerned about, just in front of this Mo Bu language, and he met two times before in the end is not the same person.

Chu Yan suspected that Mo Bu Yu was just an identity, not a fixed person.

What he saw in the past, whether it was the strange secret room of the Xi family, the change of Mo Buyu's temperament, the dispersion of spirits, all showed that he might be a more complicated "puppet".

"When I went to save my father, I met Mo Buyu and I met Mo Buyu in the secret place, which made me feel very different.

Now this mobuyu... "

Chu Yan murmured in his heart.

At this time, he looked at the Mo Bu language flying to the center of the Fairy Island, and felt that the Mo Bu language was like a deep crack.

Just a glance can make people feel cold in the back, numb in the scalp and weak in the body.

Chu Yan runs the way of wisdom and looks deeper into Mo Buyu.

All of a sudden, the sight seems to pass through time and space, into the terrible crack.

Inside the crack, there was a desperate black.

But in the black, there seems to be a surge of anger to destroy the sky and the earth.

This is mo Buyu's original intention.

Extreme anger!

It is totally different from the Mo Bu language that Chu Yan met at first.

Chu Yan took back the way of wisdom and thought in his heart.

"It seems that my previous conjecture is correct. Mo Buyu is not a person, but an identity.

This Mo Bu language should be the strongest one at present.

In other words, it is the most suitable one for this Qunxian conference.

Unfortunately, the way of wisdom is good at calculation and strategy.

If I can master the way of insight, I can see this Mo Bu language more clearly.

It's not bad to even see some of his essence. "

Chu Yan shook his head, no longer think about these things, will focus on the last fight that is about to start.

As long as this fight is over, 599 of the original 1200 tianxinjing disciples will be left.

Why 599 instead of half 600.

That's because Yindou was killed by Chu Yan, so there was a vacancy.

At this time, Mo Buyu and his opponent are ready in the middle of Sendao.

As Mo Buyu's opponent, the disciple was about to speak when Mo Buyu suddenly burst out and said, "give me defeat!"

His fingers suddenly open, colorful light, gathered from all directions, in an instant, like a big net, the other day's dual mood monks tied into a big cocoon.

Creak, creak!

As soon as the cocoon suddenly shrinks, there is a loud sound of prying the steel plate.

Inside the cocoon came a shrill scream, a stream of blood, immediately penetrated out, clattering, forming a river on the ground.

But there was only one scream, and there was no more movement.

On the fairyland, there was also silence.

"Waste." With a cold hum, Mo Bu withdrew the five colors and flew back to Yutai.