At this time, Chu Yan will be caught up by this giant palm as long as he relaxes a little.

Even though his blood is condensed and his soul is strong, he is definitely not an opponent of Zifujing.

"Change ... I ... come ..." I don't know if it's uncomfortable to see Chu Yan's rather embarrassing appearance, or simply can't accept the reality of being chased, the one behind the gate of hell, now making a sound.

Although only three words, and still stuttering, but still can feel strong dissatisfaction.

Chu Yan fixed his eyes, and continued to fly at full speed, and shook his head: "Wait a while."

"Wait a minute ... it will be ... to catch up with ..." At this time, it is not just a question of whether Chu Yan will relax.

When Chu Yan used the Void Void Bracelet, the void must be folded up to achieve the instant effect.

But this palm, with its own strength, ignored it at all, and ran through the whole course without any impact on speed.

If this continues, even if Chu Yan can continue to maintain such an explosive state, he will be caught up sooner or later.

In fact, the situation at this moment is already very dangerous.

Almost as soon as Chu Yan stepped out of a void, the palm followed closely, smashing the void directly, and then continued to approach Chu Yan.

During this period, Chu Yan passed a high mountain.

After he passed, the palm of his hand followed closely, and the mountain and the surrounding thousands of miles exploded into flat ground.

Chu Yan passed a river.

The palm of the hand followed, with a roar, the river broke from it, and the river was diverted directly.

Chu Yan also passed through a gate.

Although this ancestral gate is not large, there are also tens of thousands of people, including the Supreme Master Tianxin sitting in town.

With a swipe of the palm, the monk in the ancestral gate didn't even have a chance to react, and turned into dust with the thousands of miles of life.

The real man in the purple house behind this giant palm was obviously moved by real anger, so he must kill Chu Yan.

"You ... wait ... what ..." After a while, I saw that Chu Yan was in danger and relied on several times to rely on a sudden change of direction. This did not fall into the hands of the giant palm, the one behind the gate of hell. Bit, again doubts and dissatisfaction.

"Wait a little longer."

Chu Yan responded, "Wait for his corpse."

The corpse here refers to the body of the man in the purple shirt.

At the moment of speaking, Chu Yan went a long way.

In this short time, Chu Yan has rushed out of the distance of nearly 200,000 miles.

At this point, it was already on the edge of the bitter cold north.

Although it has not yet penetrated into the hinterland, it has also been covered by a large area of ​​frost and snow. Looking away, it is wrapped in silver, covered with thousands of miles of ice, and thousands of miles of snow drifting. No one has been seen.

Rumble! The tens of thousands of icebergs were shattered by the giant palms, and the broken ice **** powders that burst into the sky were blown up and diffused towards the surroundings, refracting thousands of brilliant colors.

The endless snowy field is like being hit by a beast, and the plate splits and collapses from the middle.

The whole snow and ice world seems to be in the doomsday.

At this moment in the void, the pressure behind him has also made Chu Yan feel breathing difficulties, but he still has to hold on for a while.

"I want more than just getting rid of it. This guy is so happy after chasing him. It must hurt him."

Chu Yan bit his teeth.

"Okay ..." It seemed to understand Chu Yan's thoughts, and there was such a voice behind the gate of hell.

Just as the words of Chu Yan fell, the source of this palm appeared, and a spirit boat appeared in the crack that day.

Above the spirit boat, a banner belonging to the Guisha Pavilion was erected high.

At this point after the Ling Zhou appeared, he flew straight towards the ground.

After a while, two figures, a man and a woman, flew out of the boat and stood beside the body of the man in the purple shirt.

"Suddenly killed."

The man frowned.

Nu Xiu's face also carried an unbelievable hint: "If it wasn't for real people, and I see it with my own eyes, I can't believe he was killed."

"The real person shot it himself, and the murderer was bound to escape."

With a wave of his arm, a black coffin stood beside them, "Let's take his body back first."

"Ok."

The female repairer nodded and lifted her palm to lift the body of the man in the purple shirt off the ground.

But when the man in the purple shirt hung up, something was revealed.

Such a thing was originally under the purple shirt man, so this man, a woman and two monks did not find it before.

Seeing that there were other things under the corpse at this moment, the two eyes gathered together.

The next moment, feeling the changes in the surrounding aura, the two monks' faces suddenly changed, and exclaimed at the same time.

"Mapping!"

"Kill the battle!"

This is exactly a picture that Chu Yan stuffed under the purple shirt man before leaving.

Golden Light Flames Cut the Fairy! Power can create a monk with a heavy state of mind.

If the other party is not alert, it is not impossible to kill them.

Obviously, the man, the woman and the two monks apparently did not expect that this corpse would be manipulated.

I would never have thought that they were all chased and killed by real people in Zifujing.

Gold-red flames, such as a volcanic eruption, erupted, and instantly engulfed the body of the man in the purple shirt, engulfing these two panicked faces.

At this time, Chu Yan, who was doing his best to move forward in the void, clearly felt the change of the palm.

At this moment, an emotion passed through the palms.

There are shock, anger, doubt, and puzzlement.

Complex emotions slowed the movement of the palm.

Chu Yan quickly distanced itself from it.

"The map left is working."

In Chu Yan's eyes, there was a flash of sharp Shenmang.

He has been rushing forward, at this moment did not take the opportunity to escape further.

Chu Yan turned abruptly, yelling in his mouth, "It's your turn!"

Black, like tide, quickly spread in Chu Yan's eyes.

狰狞 Terror is like the breath of hell, and instantly covers the whole body of Chu Yan.

Arm raised, scratching in the void.

The **** light surged in his hands, condensing into a giant sword.

"Your hand ... leave it ..." Raise the sword and cut straight! The real man in the purple house behind the palm of his hand had apparently returned to God at this time, raised his hand and grabbed at Chu Yan, like a mountain and a sea, and covered the ground.

In front of this palm, Chu Yan was as small as sesame.

The flame that cuts the flames is only the shimmer of fireflies.

But at the moment when Jian Mang was cut off, the fire of the star suddenly turned into a roaring dragon, soaring by a thousand times and ten thousand times! It was like a red-hot knife cut open the butter and cut it with a sword, and the palm was broken with the wrist.

After the palm of the hand, there was a roar of anger and pain.

"Get off ..." Another sword.

Suddenly, Jianmang turned into a magnificent light, like a peacock opening his screen, and violently shot towards the surroundings.

Huh! The void that Chu Yan just passed was like a passageway, and at this time was burned out from the middle.