Dakeng was dark and dense, as if he couldn't see it through.

It's like a cauldron in which everything can be filled.

Chu Yan hovered above the big pit and waved his arm.

Suddenly, the mighty blood, like a hole in the sky, poured into the big pit.

The blood was too thick to describe, and when it rolled down, it even burst out with the roar of dragging the steel plate.

The roar of the sound beast also rose into the sky.

On the surface of the sea of ​​blood, clusters of hideous and huge bodies, constantly twisting and overlapping, there are pythons, tigers, leopards, elephants, lions, and various souls, each with a fierce and fierce pointing to the sky. Condensed in this **** water.

Naturally, these blood waters were obtained by Chu Yan from the treasures of Emperor Taiqing.

To create a puppet that is almost indistinguishable from creatures like Mobuyu, it is natural to pour extremely vigorous blood and then refine it.

When Chu Yan first saw the blood and water full of hostility, his heart was quite shocked.

Because these blood, water and plasma obviously did not come from ordinary monsters.

The mixed power of blood and energy is almost hard to see in Baoxiang Shangguo.

"It seems that Emperor Taiqing has more hidden methods than he showed.

What this person planned was definitely not just about entering the ancient country sect.

I have a feeling that entering the ancient country sect is probably just the first few steps of his plan.

And he seems to have a bigger secret. "

Chu Yan thought about it.

However, the treasure exposed by Emperor Taiqing did not shake Chu Yan's Dao heart.

This battle is already inevitable. Even if the heart is timid, it will not make the opponent feel compassionate, but will make oneself lose its spirit.

Moreover, in Chu Yan's mind, Emperor Taiqing was not invincible.

What to do if you encounter a strong opponent, let yourself become stronger than the opponent.

In fifty days, no one else thought it was possible.

But no matter how desperate the situation is, Chu Yan is confident that he can bring out that ray of life! Seeing the big hole gradually being filled with blood, Chu Yan said in his heart: "My biggest reliance at the moment is the dual cultivation of gods and bodies, so to deal with the emperor of Taiqing, the strength of physical cultivation is very important."

After pondering for a moment, Chu Yan waved his arm.

A purple flame instantly condensed beside him.

The flame dissipated, and the shape of the scar appeared.

When the demon scorpion appeared, although it looked terrifying, it turned into a human form at this time, which can be said to be a cold and peerless beauty.

Looking at each other, Chu Yan smiled: "I called you a scar before, but it was a bit random."

"The slave is the son's maid, and the son can call him anything, as long as the son feels right."

Scar is respectful and authentic.

"It lacks a little human touch."

Chu Yan looked at each other, thinking about it.

Although his current realm far exceeds that of his partners, the relationship between Chu Yan and his partners has not changed a lot. There is no distinction between superior and inferior, and some are just partners. , Care and respect between friends, brothers and sisters.

In Chu Yan's view, this demon scorpion may have been imprisoned in Guixu Pagoda for too long, or it may have been ordered by his mother, so although he obeyed his own words, it has a puppet-like rigidity, just like The puppet that Ji Shi made by himself was like a tool.

But the problem is that Ji Shi is indeed a tool, but Scar is not.

"But it should still be possible to change it."

Regarding this matter, we can take a long-term view, but it is not anxious for the time being.

When Chu Yan recruited the scar at this time, he had more important things to ask.

"You won't be called Scar in the future, just call Xiaoqian."

Chu Yan said.

"Xiaoqian obeyed the son's instructions."

The demon scorpion who changed his name answered.

"Ok."

Chu Yan nodded, his eyes were deep, and he looked down at the **** pit.

"Xiaoqian, do you think I have a good chance of winning against Emperor Taiqing."

"10%."

Xiao Qian said.

Chu Yan was a little surprised: "You mean it's possible?"

"nothing."

At this time, Xiao Qian said the remaining words.

Chu Yan was not angry because of the maid's intentional pause.

In fact, the conclusion Xiao Qian said at this time was the same as he thought.

His current realm and strength are indeed soaring compared to the day when the Fairy Fairy was held, and he cannot be at the same time, but he still has no hope of surpassing the Emperor Taiqing.

As everyone knows now, Emperor Taiqing has already crossed the threshold of true fairyland and has become another life level.

And this time through the effort to heal his injuries, his strength has been further improved.

I am afraid that when he returns, Sect Master Tianya will be overwhelmed.

Even Chu Yan didn't fully believe in Taiqing Emperor's claim of healing his wounds.

Perhaps this guy was not injured at all, he took the opportunity to hide and practice.

Based on all of these, he really has no chance of winning at all.

"But I still have time now."

Chu Yan looked at the sea of ​​blood below, and then at the demon scorpion, "If this is the case, what do you think is the odds?"

As the voice fell, Chu Yan's pupils were gradually covered by bottomless black.

A breath of despair, tragic, disaster, and destruction spontaneously emerged.

The whole world seemed to suddenly become hell, completely frozen.

The roaring monster souls below were immediately quiet as chickens.

Xiaoqian was taken aback for a moment, and the next moment her body trembled violently, her smooth forehead was sweaty, she knelt down on her knees, she didn't dare to lift her head.

She didn't kneel to Chu Yan, and at this moment, the man behind the gate of **** was kneeling, not that she did not respect Chu Yan.

This is an absolute suppression of living beings.

Just like an ordinary mortal, when he sees the emperor in the world, he can't help kneeling.

Xiaoqian is ten times in awe, a hundred times in awe of the aura behind the gate of hell.

At this moment, her brain became blank.

In a daze, she seemed to hear a voice directly into her mind.

"Now...what..." "Crush."

Xiao Qian said with difficulty.

In the next moment, that terrifying coercion disappeared like a cloud of smoke.

The previous appearance was restored again in four weeks.

"Stand up."

Chu Yan's gentle voice came to Xiao Qian's ears.

Xiaoqian stood up swayingly. At this time, she even felt like a world away.

It was just like the short moment, she was dead, and she had reincarnated many times.

"Now I have an advantage and a problem."

Chu Yan glanced at the desperate Xiaoqian, and continued, "The advantage is what you just felt. This force is powerful enough to crush everything, even if it is the Emperor Taiqing who you think I can't handle at all, you can relax. Rolling.

But the problem is that I can't show this power directly.

Or to be more precise, it is not possible to let the people who see it live.

You know, it's easy to solve the problem here, but the monks in the old country can't kill them. "