Chapter 2191

A fat man with a bald head, a kind face, big ear lobes and shoulders, squinting eyes, is sleeping soundly at the moment.

If it wasn't for the blood lotus full of evil thoughts under his body and the rosary beads made of skeletons on his neck, it would be hard for people to associate him with a demon.

At this time, with his breathing and snoring, the sky above, came bursts of roar, like thunder, like war drums, more like the sound of fighting in the battlefield.

Chu Yan did not act rashly.

Before the suppression of this magic array, has shown that it is not simple.

And at this time Chu Yan's feeling, also let him some doubts.

When facing a fierce devil, you should feel pressure.

But at this time in the face of this person, the other party seems to be the air in general, almost imperceptible.

If you don't notice it, you can only explain one problem.

The other side either has no accomplishments, or their accomplishments are so advanced that they can't reach them.

"He, what realm?" Chu Yan pondered for a moment and asked in his heart.

"Weak..."

That's like saying nothing.

For the one behind the gate of hell, nature is weak.

But Chu Yan at the moment, it is indeed true, there is a feeling of no way to start.

However, he hesitated all the time, which was not Chu Yan's character.

A moment later, he suddenly raised his hand, and the bloody spear shot out in a flash.

Hula!

The spear stabs fiercely, rolling up the huge blood waves in the void.

All of a sudden, the surrounding space was distorted, as if it were turned into a series of exercises and shackles.

The bald and fat man on the blood lotus was still sleeping, as if he didn't realize it.

But just as the spear was about to hit him, the fat man's breathing stopped.

Almost at the same time, the world was silent.

A kind of terrible pressure came in an instant.

The whole world seems to be controlled by a big hand.

All of them are imprisoned.

The spear trembled a little less than a foot away from the blood lotus, and then collapsed silently.

And Chu Yan's whole body, immediately surging out purple light.

"Ziyin Youming shield!"

"Emperor Fu demon bell!"

The fierce defense directly enveloped him and blocked him.

Chu Yan's eyes stare at the bald fat man on the blood lotus.

After a while, the bald fat man opened his eyes.

Although it just narrowed a gap, it was like a whole universe, shaking heaven and earth, rushing out from it, pouring out in an instant, submerging the eight wasteland and six harmonies.

Bang bang!

There was a burst of noise.

The purple crystal wall that enveloped Chu Yan suddenly burst into vermicelli.

The shadow of the sacred emperor's demon subduing bell was immediately annihilated.

Almost in an instant, these two absolute defenses were disintegrated.

In the past, this has never happened.

This bald fat man, in his eyes, seems to open up a world.

In that heaven and earth, it is the rolling evil spirit, the towering smoke, and the evil of the whole universe.

Chu Yan feels his body frozen in the air.

Even before the face of the emperor Taiqing, in the face of Tianya Zong, have never had such a feeling.

Obviously, the fierce devil's strength is absolutely crushing for him.

"Terran --" the evil devil glanced at Chu Yan and slowly spat out two words.

This one eye, immediately let Chu Yan have a kind of feeling that his body has been penetrated.

And this sound is a direct shock to the soul, as if thousands of bronze bells were struck together, not only the sound resounded through the sky, but also far away, full of a long flavor.

At this moment, time seems to be lengthened.

It seems that after a long time, the fierce devil seems to wake up, eyes slightly closed, slowly sitting up, but still in a cross knee posture, sitting on the blood lotus.

His breath was still subdued.

But the momentum of suppressing the past is still majestic.

Although Chu Yan couldn't move at this time, he could see that the blood lotus around him was used to stop the evil devil, but at the same time, the blood lotus was constantly being eroded by the evil spirit of the evil devil and was constantly disintegrating.

Although I don't know what color the blood lotus was at the beginning.

But Chu Yan can be sure that the past will never be as red as blood.

Just when Chu Yan tries to figure out the other party's identity, the evil devil takes the initiative to speak.

"What time is it?"

Evil devil is asking Chu Yan.

Seeing that Chu Yan frowned, the evil devil didn't wait for him to answer, and then said to himself, "I've forgotten, you mole ant, where do you know the time.

I don't know how long it has been since I was trapped here.

Six million years?

Seven million years?

Or longer? "

"So long?" Hearing each other's words, Chu Yan was surprised.

However, the other party's claim also makes Chu Yan feel strange.

Among the monks he came into contact with, it seemed that he had never been called a "poor monk".

It seems that all friars, sects and monsters do not have such a name.

At this time, Chu Yan hoped that the other party could say more.

Not only can we learn more about the devil through the mouth of the other party.

On the other hand, just when the other party said "mole ant", Chu Yan clearly felt that the gate of hell shook slightly.

Obviously, it's someone who feels offended.

"The years are long and the road is long. The blood lotus hasn't melted yet. That means it's not time for me to wake up." The fierce devil's eyelids raised a little.

Maybe it's only as thin as a piece of paper, but at this moment, Chu Yan feels the pressure around him, and suddenly rises a hundred times!

There was a roar all over his body.

"Oh? Blood power? That's rare. When the poor monk was trapped in those years, the body refiners were already rare. " The evil devil said in surprise.

But immediately, he shook his head: "before the time comes, I should continue to sleep. You mosquito, who disturb my sleep, will dissipate by yourself.

Time to sleep... Time to sleep... "

The demon monk, who claims to be nine difficulties, yawns as he talks, and is about to fall down again. Suddenly, he seems to be aware of something. His collapsed body suddenly stops, raises his fat palm and pinches his fingers.

The next moment, he pinched his thumb and forefinger.

The black streamer condenses at his fingertips.

"Killers!" Chu Yan's eyes were fixed.

The other party is really a great master. At this moment, he not only found the killing magic gun he owned, but also directly took the killing treasure out of his storage ring, and he had no way to stop it!

"It's not something that you Terrans can use. Go on, go on. I'm going to sleep."

Put the killing magic gun on the blood lotus in front of him. The nine difficult devil monk cuts and doesn't look at Chu Yan any more. He closes his eyes and waves his hand. He is about to fall.

At the same time, an amazing force, like a torrent of time and space, with each other's arm waving, towards Chu Yan mercilessly rolling.

A universe, as if to be directly exploded!