Chapter 1747: Someone instructed

There was a last hope in Elder Lin's eyes.
Chu Yan's finger pointed to her without hesitation: "You!"
Elder Lin felt a shock, only felt that a strong invasion into the brain, and then his head swelled rapidly.
boom! A stream of blood, mixed with brain pulp, minced meat and bone residue, sprayed at a height of three floors.
The rich aura burst into the surroundings.
Elder Lin shook his body and walked two steps forward before falling to the ground.
For a moment, only Chu Yan was standing on the open space outside the chamber.
This area, full of strong smell, makes people breathe, as if soaked in the blood pool.
Equally rich, there is a billowing aura burst from these monks.
Chu Yan glanced at the bodyless headless body, and only glanced at Elder Lin, and said lightly, "You deserve to talk to me?"
After taking away the monks' storage magic weapon, Chu Yan crossed the corpse and went straight to the treasure house of Cangyang Gate.
On this way, almost no disciples of Cangyangmen were seen.
At this time, the gate was in chaos. I don't know how many people, and shouted loudly to flee.
Occasionally, when they met one or two, these disciples saw Chu Yan from afar, and turned and ran away in panic. In a blink of an eye, they disappeared.
Chu Yan did not chase.
I soon learned that I came to the treasure house gate of Cangyang Gate.
After all, it is the gate with the state of mind, the treasure house of Cangyang Gate, which is located on the mountainside, built in the mountain peaks, and looks at the treasure light outside, revealing a solemn taste.
At this moment, several elders from the Yuanyuan Realm and dozens of disciples in the Ningmai Realm are standing in front of the treasure house gate.
Obviously they also knew that the treasure house was the foundation of a sectarian gate.
The disciples died, and Zongmen could be cultivated again.
But the treasure house is gone, then it is equivalent to losing the soil for disciples.
Even geniuses cannot grow up.
The elders and disciples suddenly looked at Chu Yan when they saw Chu Yan.
Although some people were trembling because of fear at this time, no one chose to escape.
Compared with the monks who were crying and running away at this moment, this group of disciples appeared to be much more backboned.
But that's just it.
Looking at the group of Cangyangmen disciples, Chu Yan said faintly, and issued an ultimatum: "I just get back what was originally mine."
"I swear to defend ..." An elder growled and growled.
Then his head flew up into the sky.
"Why don't you understand people?"
Chu Yan shook his head helplessly.
I said that taking things, you are here to move yourself, the head of the cow is not right, there is no need to continue communication.
His face sank, looking at the remaining disciples of Cangyangmen, Chu Yan's patience faded quickly.
After two breaths, he shook his head and took a step.
This group of monks in the Yuanyuan and Ningmai realms, trying to intercept Chu Yan, is equivalent to more than a dozen ants who want to form an ant wall to stop a steel chariot that is rolling forward.
Bang Bang Bang! In a series of loud sounds, all these monks flew a few miles away, and fell to the ground fiercely, their faces were like gold paper, and they were as angry as a hairspring.
Chu Yan has stood in front of the treasure house.
He didn't go in to look for it, but put his hand directly in front of the treasure house door, and a big whirlpool appeared in the palm of his hand.
Suddenly, the vortex spread, as if a black hole, swallowed towards the treasure trove.
Filled with the entire treasure house of treasures and treasures, they were uprooted by Chu Yan and stuffed into the echo ring.
At the moment, there was only a dark cavern in the original mountain peak.
When things got, Chu Yan originally intended to leave directly.
But he thought for a moment, flying up into the air, lifting up the dead words, and chopping towards the mountain where Cangyangmen was.
Crackling! The sword-like swordsman, curved, almost stretched from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain.
Chu Yan hovered in the air, and said loudly, "Cang Yangmen turns black and white up and insatiable. This sword mark is a lesson for you!"
The whole mountain was up and down.
Most of the disciples in Cangyang Men did not know what happened to Zong Men today.
Most people really think that, as the Elder of the Punishment Church said, it was the transformational monster that came to attack.
But now, Chu Yan just took away the treasure trove, and did not completely kill the entire gate, and left this passage.
Suddenly, the remaining disciples of Cangyang Men understood the cause and effect.
Although I don't know what it is like to turn black and white and insatiable, but it is also clear that today's calamity is because of his own mistake.
And more importantly, Chu Yan's hovering at high altitude at this moment also allowed Cang Yangmen's disciples to see and remember this face changed by the ghost face of Wansheng.
The goal is achieved, Chu Yan no longer delays, bring handsome and sugar candy, turn the stacking wave void bracelet, a moment later, he came to a lake more than four thousand miles away.
Looking for a quiet place by the lake, Chu Yan laid out a few magical and sleepy arrays, then took out Yin Cao Dementor Bell, and began to look at Liu Fuqing's memory.
About two hours later, Chu Yan crushed Liu Fuqing's fragmented soul, revealing a thoughtful look.
Unexpectedly, in Liu Fuqing's memory, there was an unexpected discovery.
The fire between Liu Fuqing and the monsoon pond caused Yuan Zhen to have always been in contact.
The idea of ​​dedicating the treasure house to Cangyangmen was not conceived by Liu Fuqing, but by Yuan Zhen.
Liu Fuqing just did what Yuan Zhen ordered.
Three monks died in the water and fire under the monsoon pond, and three died in the hands of Chu Yan.
Only this fire made Yuanzhang never show up, so he escaped.
However, I did not expect that after the death of the monsoon pond, this fire even showed a lot of ambitions.
Looking at his posture, it turned out that he wanted to integrate the forces of the monsoon pond and the treasure house and put them back into his own hands.
But unexpectedly, unexpectedly, Chu Yan did not find it tricky or troublesome.
After all, this was as expected.
Otherwise, he will not deliberately change to a three-point-like appearance this time, and every time he makes a shot, he is so swaggering.
Chu Yan originally had a purpose, was to dig and see if he could solve some of the remaining forces in the monsoon pond.
It just happened that this force was the cause of Yuan Zhen by fire.
Everything is still under control.
Chu Yan sat cross-legged on the ground, drawing a line in the plan that had been laid out in his mind.
After a slight modification, a new planning line became clear again.
"Let's do it this way, my own route is the same, and then see how you do it."
Chu Yan took out the storage bag that originally belonged to Liu Fuqing, and took out a messenger with a fairy crane pattern inside.
This is the messenger used by Yuan Zhen and Liu Fuqing to contact each other separately.
After a little groaning, he wrote a word on the messenger.