Chapter 1265: vent

"Old man, old man, talk to me, old man. Grandpa! Grandpa~~~~~~~~~~!" Yan Chuan finally cried out.
In the spiritual space, Yan Chuan no longer has the prestige of the emperor, and no longer the trend of being proud of the world. At this moment, he is a crying grandson. The whole person fell into a roar of grief.
However, there was no more voice from Emperor Bai!
In the past, it was like a sharp knife stuck in Yan Chuan's heart. Yan Chuan was inexplicably sad. Roaring in the spiritual space.
Outside, Yan Chuan's body was also trembling, and tears couldn't stop streaming down.
An atmosphere of sadness filled the surroundings even more.
"Meow, Yan Chuan looks so sad!" Meow seemed to be sad too.
Zhao Afang looked worried.
Yin Hentian and Bai Qi immediately turned their backs. Although the two were also full of curiosity about Yan Chuan's cry, at this moment the two finally chose to avoid it.
At the same time, in the distance, countless powerful people who paid attention also showed surprise.
"Yan Chuan cried? Just kidding, what did I see?" someone exclaimed.
The weather in Gong Yangzi's eyes was uncertain.
"Patriarch, did the World Tree give feedback to Yan Chuan?" Gong Yang Benlei frowned.
In another place, Tianjizi's face was extremely ugly.
"This Yan Chuan, this Yan Chuan!" Tianjizi's face was gloomy.
"Tianjizi, even if you try your best, you can't get a trace of information from the World Tree, but now, with such great fluctuations in Yan Chuan's mood, you wouldn't think that Yan Chuan could not get the information, and you would cry! "Meigao Grotto said lightly.
"Yan Chuan!" Tianjizi's eyes were cold.
"Go, inform the sect masters, inform the powerhouses on the hills, and say, the world tree is a thing in the central territory, a common treasure of all the world, if anyone gets involved, it is an enemy of the common people, no one is allowed!" Tian The machine ordered a group of subordinates standing in front of him.
"Yes!" Everyone left quickly.
And under the world tree.
Yan Chuan's crying, I don't know when it will end, maybe the tears have dried up and there are no more tears.
In the worried eyes of Zhao Afang and Miao Miao.
Yan Chuan slowly opened his eyes.
Eyes opened, bloodshot eyes.
"Meow!" Meow wanted to ask.
Zhao Afang immediately stopped Meowmeow: "Meowmeow, don't ask!"
Meow Meow is full of puzzlement. Look at Yan Chuan's bloodshot eyes and full of infinite hatred, and then look at Zhao Afang's softness. Meow Meow nodded: "Oh!"
Yan Chuan was no longer crying at this moment, only a slight twitch of his head, a wave of wanton arrogance and anger in his eyes.
Look up and look at the world tree towering above the clouds.
Yan Chuan stepped back.
Slowly exiting the world covered by leaves, standing outside the world tree.
In the Quartet, countless cultivators showed a dazed expression, wondering what Yan Chuan was going to do and leaving? But Yan Chuan was facing the World Tree, his eyes never looked away from the World Tree!
After retreating, Yan Chuan didn't stop until he left the scope of the World Tree.
Zhao Afang and others also walked outside. During this period, no one asked about Yan Chuan's changes, but just watched quietly.
Staring at the World Tree.
A wave of determination suddenly flashed in Yan Chuan's eyes.
"Roar!"
Yan Chuan suddenly looked up to the sky and roared.
Under this roar, Yan Chuan suddenly burst into an extremely ferocious aura, centered on Yan Chuan, as if a manic gale was blowing in all directions.
For a time, flying sand and rocks, a piece of gray.
"Om!"
Vaguely, everyone suddenly saw that behind Yan Chuan, suddenly, countless emerald lights appeared, and the emerald light towered into the clouds. The light formed, but it looked like a huge tree.
"World Tree?" Someone exclaimed.
The emerald green halo behind Yan Chuan is exactly the same as the World Tree, except that the tree-shaped halo behind Yan Chuan is much smaller.
"Boom!"
The huge World Tree also shook suddenly, as if to cater to the green halo behind Yan Chuan.
"Om!"
The World Tree suddenly emitted a lot of green light, and the green light directed at the emerald halo behind Yan Chuan, as if it was replenishing the energy of the emerald halo.
The emerald halo is getting bigger and bigger, constantly rising.
"what is this?"
"What's behind Yan Chuan?"
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Countless surprised voices came.
A voice suddenly came from the crowd: "That is the mark of the soul, Yan Chuan's soul mark, is it actually Cypress? The Bo family? Yan Chuan is the reincarnation of the Bo family soul?"
The sound was very weak, but it was clear to the ears of some strong people.
Tianjizi, Meigao Grottoes, and Gongyangzi all turned their heads.
But I saw that the person who spoke was actually a hundred evil old demon.
"Soul Imprint? Yan Chuan, he is recognized by the World Tree? He wants to take the World Tree?" Tianjizi's expression changed.
In just a few moments, the emerald halo behind Yan Chuan had reached the size of the World Tree.
The huge halo slowly moved closer to the World Tree.
When they are getting closer, they seem to be in harmony with the world tree.
However, the World Tree at this moment did not reject it.
In the past, how many cultivators have worked hard, and the World Tree has never allowed it, but at this moment, let Yan Chuan use his soul mark to blend with it?
"Bold, Yan Chuan, are you going to steal the World Tree?" Tianjizi suddenly roared.
"call!"
Tianjizi and Meigao Cave suddenly rushed out.
As Tianjizi came out, all the big sect masters flew out one after another from all directions, staring at the center Yan Chuan one by one.
"Bold!"
"Yan Chuan, get out of the central territory! Get out of the world tree!"
"Yan Chuan, are you going to be an enemy of Quan Tianxia?"
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Around, countless cultivators stared at Yan Chuan angrily.
"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"………………
There are about ten ancestors who fit the way of heaven and come from all directions.
There are even more saints stepping on it.
Tianjizi held a whisk in his hand, with cold light in his eyes.
The Hundred Evil Old Demon smiled slightly and stepped out.
In the distance, Gong Yangzi's expression changed and took a step: "Yan Chuan, the world tree, is the thing of the world, not you alone can get involved!"
"Who dares to step forward!" Bai Qi took a step, his eyes revealed a murderous voice.
"Don't you guys, let me come!" Yan Chuan said hoarsely.
Yan Chuan's eyes were bloodshot, and he looked at the repairmen rushing out from all directions, his eyes full of hatred.
There was a great resentment in his heart, as if he had found a catharsis, looking at everyone with cold eyes.
"Meow?" Meow was worried.
"The king needs to vent!" Zhao Afang was able to understand Yan Chuan instantly.
Bai Qi and Yin Hentian looked blank, but they stepped back respectfully.
Standing in front of the World Tree, Yan Chuan looked murderously at the more and more people surrounding him with the fusion of Soul Imprint and World Tree.
In a blink of an eye, the entire world was surrounded by nearly 100,000 cultivators.
A saint, Tianjizi, Gongyangzi, a hundred evil old demons, ten ancestors, and ten thousand ancestors.
"Roar!"
Yan Chuan roared, his eyes suddenly flushed red, and his long hair suddenly floated out, turning blood red.
"Wow!"
Suddenly, on the four sides of the earth, countless seas of blood surrounded the sky and covered the earth. In a blink of an eye, Zhao Afang and the others were submerged underneath, in other words, covering everyone, but everyone was in the depths of the sea of ​​blood, and there was no sense of suffocation. A small space was left for Zhao Afang and others to stay here.
A sea of ​​blood is overwhelming, surrounding the entire world tree. Many mountains around are flooded.
The scene before him is like the World Tree rooted in a vast sea.
The waves of blood continued to roll around the World Tree, and on a big wave, Yan Chuan stepped on the waves, looking at the 100,000 strong people in all directions.
"Yan Chuan, I ask you, are you going to move the World Tree?" Meigao Grottoes, as a saint, led the crowd to speak.
"Huh!" Yan Chuan snorted coldly, and hit the saint with a palm of his hand.
Yan Chuan was emotionally restless at the moment, and the death of Emperor Bai contained a surge of anger in Yan Chuan's heart.
What are the faces of these people? Yan Chuan naturally knows that if he can't eat grapes, it's just sour.
Nowadays, in the mood, how can I be in the mood to fight for cheap?
Who dares to stop and kill!
Without hesitation, he hit the saint with one palm.
The saint was also dumbfounded by Yan Chuan's palm. How could Yan Chuan make a move when he didn't agree with him?
"Bold fanatic!"
"presumptuous!"
"Dare to do something with the saint?"
"The World Tree will not be good if it falls into his hands!"
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Around, countless cultivators roared.
"boom!"
The saint put out a palm, and suddenly collided with Yan Chuan's palm.
A blood-colored palmprint and a white palmprint collided with a lot of shocks in the sky.
"Shoot!" Tianjizi shouted.
The 100,000 repairers did not hesitate, each took out their magic weapons and weapons, and waved them towards Yan Chuan together.
In a stalemate with the saint, how does Yan Chuan greet the enemy with his hands?
"Roar!"
Yan Chuan roared.
The entire blood sea suddenly soared.
In the sea of ​​blood, millions of huge handprints suddenly rose to the sky.
Million blood handprints rushed away to meet the hundred thousand repairers.
"What?" Tianjizi's face changed.
The old evil devil was slightly surprised.
As for the ramzi, suddenly, there was a feeling that it was difficult to ride a tiger. Before, because of impulse, he shouldn't have come, shouldn't have come.
A million blood handprints were printed, and the 100,000 repairers suddenly became confused.
"boom!"
In the huge collision of the void, countless magic weapons that attacked Yan Chuan have been repulsed and returned.
The cultivator below the ancient immortal was beaten out of the game instantly, flying up into the sky, vomiting blood and fleeing from severe injuries.
One hundred thousand repairers had cleared most of them in an instant, leaving only a few thousand in the air.
In the sea of ​​blood, one by one, the blood gods rushed to the sky, heading straight for the thousands of people.
"boom!"
The blood child's desperate style immediately entangled with thousands of people, leaving only a group of ancestors, who are still fighting Yan Chuan at this moment.
Yan Chuan stared.
"boom!"
Confronted with the saint, burst open suddenly.
Flick the sleeves.
The three long swords were suddenly erected on the sea of ​​blood.
The three swords of God, Jade Emperor and Taidi. The billowing fierce sword aura was forced to come.
Tianjizi, Gongyangzi, Saints, Hundred Evil Old Demons, and Ten Great Ancestors surrounded Yan Chuan in the center.
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