Chapter 952: Situ Yang's Outbreak

Seeing the overwhelming attack, Situ Yang's face turned ashen instantly...

"Blue Sky White Eyes Martial Soul, come out!"

Hum...!

Following Fatty Situ's loud shout, behind him, a large ball of blue light burst out of the air, and a black crack slowly opened, as if in the sky, a sleepy eye of Su was waking up... ...

The next moment, behind Situ Yang, a cyan light group suddenly emitted a dazzling brilliance. The huge eyes slowly opened, and a purple-gold pupil shot out a palpitating brilliance, covering the entire altar.

"Blood sacrifice to the eyes of the sky, my way returns to the sect!"

puff!

He sang loudly word by word, made his handprints, and pressed hard on his chest. In an instant, Situ Yang opened his mouth wide and spewed out a big mouthful of blood mist, which merged into the purple-gold brilliance that filled the sky, and melted continuously...

Immediately, the huge pupils of the blue-sky white-eyed Martial Soul behind Situ Yang shrank fiercely, showing a faint blood-red color. Moreover, as Situ Yang sprayed out more and more blood mist, the blood-red pupils became more and more blood-red. It turned bright red.

"Give...I...explode!"

Suddenly, Situ Yang roared loudly, and the little zhenqi in his body erupted in an instant. The blue sky and white-eyed Martial Soul behind him burst out with dazzling light.

"Ok!?"

"what!?"

"not good!"

"..."

The next moment, within the area covered by the pupils of the blue sky and white eyes, all the martial souls of Tianjiao trembled fiercely, and the various martial souls behind them trembled violently, and soon, they turned into streamers of various colors, Directly submerged into the body of the Tianjiao warrior...

Hum...!

In all directions, on the platform for offering sacrifices, the spiritual consciousness that was originally like an invisible tide, all turned into powder in an instant, and the spiritual consciousness of everyone disappeared...

At the same time, all the Tianjiao martial souls shrouded in the pupils of the blue sky and white eyes turned pale, their whole bodies trembled violently, their pupils shrank rapidly, and the look of horror in their eyes,

make them cold...

At this time, their sea of ​​consciousness seemed to be sealed. Even if they tried their best to destroy their consciousness, they would not be able to break out of the world of the sea of ​​consciousness, including their martial souls, which were all sealed in the sea of ​​consciousness. Can't get out!

This time, everyone was so frightened that their faces turned green, their scalps were numb, their eyes were round and round, and they were frightened out of their wits, and they froze on the spot!

"Fatty...!"

In the next breath, Situ Yang's body, like a mountain of meat toppled over, fell straight backwards, and his whole face was pale.

"Mountains, Rivers and Beasts, accept!"

Without the slightest hesitation, Chu Yan waved his big hand, and the picture of mountains, rivers and beasts rushed out instantly, waving a colorful glow, and Situ Yang's body was involved in the picture of mountains, rivers and beasts before he fell to the ground!

"You... court death!"

Turning his head suddenly, the bloody golden pupils shot out two bloody red rays of light, Chu Yan's whole body was as cold as ice, and as his eyes passed, nearly fifty Tianjiao warriors trembled in unison!

"Go to hell!"

At this moment, Chu Yan had no reservations anymore, the sixteen inner alchemy in the sea of ​​qi were running wildly, and the five-color true qi surged out like a flood, and the Haotian sword trembled violently. In less than a blink of an eye, Chu Yan's combat power Improving directly to the peak state.

"Wuji Sword Art, Innate Wuji!"

"Heavenly strength, five elements and thunder!"

The sword light in the right hand, the fist light in the left hand, the colorful sword light rises into the night, and the silver fist print is like a star outside the sky, piercing through the sky...

At this moment, the entire sky of the worship platform sank violently, as if in an instant, the heaven, earth and sky were shaken by it!

boom! boom!

Where the sword light passed, a large number of heads were thrown away...

The fist light charged, and the flesh and blood exploded directly...

Standing with a sword, long hair flying, black robe hunting, around him, headless corpses fell down, a storm of flesh and blood swayed, Chu Yan was soaked in blood, his eyes were blood red, like a demon god of heaven and earth, making the sky change color!

On the entire sacrifice platform, the wind breathes, the clouds stay, and the sky is quiet!

Situ Yang used his body's essence and blood to activate the blood martial soul, and without the second awakening of the martial soul, he forcibly used the martial soul's natal martial soul skills, causing Situ Yang's sea of ​​consciousness to be seriously injured!

However, the powerful spiritual power of the spirit pattern master, coupled with the natal martial arts skills, the effect produced is also amazing!

Forty-seven warriors, except You Qing and the three Huangbang Tianjiao, who used life-saving high-level spirit patterns to block Chu Yan's blow, the rest all died.

Apart from Chu Yan and Zhan Tian, ​​there are only thirty-seven warriors who can stand on the platform!

This time, the situation is completely reversed!

All the Tianjiao warriors in the audience, with trembling eyes, looked at the space around Chu Yan, blood rained, all of them were pale, stunned, the sea of ​​consciousness was blank, completely stupid!

This... this is a fart! ?

One move...killed more than forty elite heavenly fighters! ?

This guy is... a god! ?

On the other side, on the Sky God Valley Square...

Hong Qiyu's eyes were round and protruding, his lips were trembling constantly, and his eyes with pupils shrunk to the extreme were full of disbelief.

Not only him, but hundreds of big bosses and nearly a thousand powerhouses in the entire Emperor's sect all stood there with horrified faces and absent-minded eyes, completely dumbfounded...

More importantly, until now, they have not figured out how these forty-seven people were killed by Chu Yan!

At that moment, it was as if these people stood there motionless, letting Chu Yan slaughter at will!

This... is really weird!

Hong Qiyu gradually recovered from his astonishment, and looked at Chu Yan with cold eyes.

Although he was very certain in his heart that Chu Yan would definitely not be able to win as long as You Qing was still there, but, for no reason, in the deepest part of his heart, there was an ominous premonition again!

Just as Hong Qiyu was thinking, two figures flew over from outside the square and landed directly beside Hong Qiyu.

"Sovereign, it has been confirmed that the purple spirit pattern that Situ Yang threw just now is an attack spirit pattern refined from the "Thunder Spirit Pattern"!"

An elder of the Emperor's sect bowed his hands to salute Hong Qiyu, and whispered at the same time, after speaking, he turned his head slowly and looked at the old man who came with him.

"That's right, with my three hundred years of experience as a spirit pattern master, and after reading the light and shadow records in the crystal screen, I can be sure that the "wild thunder spirit pattern" must be used to refine that spirit pattern, otherwise, it would be impossible to have such a great power !"

The old man with a short beard was enshrined by the spirit pattern master of the Emperor's sect, and he said to Hong Qiyu in a very firm tone.

"Crazy Thunder Spirit Pattern!?"

Hearing what the two said, Hong Qiyu's face suddenly changed, his eyes turned cold for an instant, and he suddenly turned his head to look at the crystal screen. The figure of Chu Yan burst out with murderous aura all over his body, making the surrounding air suddenly cold!

"Sure enough, they are the only ones in my Huangzong's treasury that have mad thunder spirit patterns, and they are extremely rare in the market. And that boss, Situ Yang, threw at least six pieces of purple-red spirit pattern jade charms at one time. Then, looting my emperor's sect It must be them who belong to the treasure house...huh! Courting death!"

Hong Qiyu's face turned into a haze, and his eyes kept flickering!