Overriding the Heaven Chapter 1062: appeared

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Over time, the expressions of these monks at the scene ranged from shock, to numbness, and then to indifferent.

When Chu Yan stopped, the monster almost looked like a large pile of cotton wool.

At this time, I am afraid that anyone will see it, and dare not associate this lump of things like rotten rags with the monsters that made people look at it before, and they were terrified.

If this monster is still conscious and can still speak, then the first sentence it may say is: I was wrong.

“Can this thing restore your strength?”

“Should…can…”

“Oh, then I won’t give it to you.”

“…”

Chu Yan grabbed the monster who had no ability to move at the moment, and threw his hand to the darkness in the distance.

But what is strange is that after the monster was thrown away, there was no sound of landing.

Chu Yan narrowed his eyes and looked towards the darkness.

With Chu Yan’s eyesight, penetrating the darkness, naturally farther than ordinary monks can see.

But at this time, the direction he was looking at was like a deep ink, and he couldn’t see anything.

If something goes wrong, there must be demons.

Chu Yan used the Eight Desolation Divine Halberd to support the ground and slowly stood up.

The cultivators nearby were all grateful for the rest of their lives. At this time, seeing Chu Yan’s movements, they soon felt that the atmosphere was not right.

They all looked at the darkness together.

Darkness is like ink, like tides, like a deep night, like a sea that cannot be seen to the bottom.

Staring at it for a moment, many people at the scene only felt their hearts panicked.

At this moment, it’s as if the darkness has become a silent vortex, absorbing all the hope, all kinds of beauty, happiness and vitality in people’s hearts.

“There is a problem.” Lin Yushan squeezed the handle of the knife.

The cultivators present all held their weapons, with solemn expressions on their faces.

Click–

There was a clear sound of metal hitting the ground.

It was like a light hammer hitting everyone’s hearts.

The heartbeat of everyone missed a beat.

At this moment, Chu Yan felt a throbbing behind the gate of hell.

“Let me… go out…”

“I don’t.” Chu Yan refused directly.

Since knowing that this man coveted his own body and wanted to occupy his own body, the relationship between the two parties has become inconsistent.

Under such circumstances, it is naturally impossible for Chu Yan to surrender his body to the opponent’s control.

“Unless my brain is broken.”

“…”

“You…listen to me…”

“If you have something to say, wait until I solve this trouble.” After Chu Yan said this sentence, he stopped talking to that person.

He focused his eyes on the darkness.

Click–

There was another crisp sound.

This time, the voice was obviously much closer to everyone.

The monk at the scene couldn’t help shaking his weapon’s hand slightly.

The air around me seemed to solidify into mercury at this moment, and it was so heavy that it felt extremely depressing.

Staring at the darkness, after a moment, a bright light flashed in Chu Yan’s eyes.

In the darkness, a dim shadow appeared.

The shadow is very strange, like a large ball of cotton wool floating in the air.

Soon, the shadow became clear.

In the eyes of everyone at the scene, they looked intently, and the next moment, they showed surprise expressions.

The huge cotton wool-like thing is exactly the monster that was almost smashed by Chu Yan before.

No matter what this monster looks like at the beginning, what it looks like after satiated with blood.

In short, after Chu Yan’s nearly explosive force crushed it, it is now too dead to die, just like a large ball of cotton wool.

As for why this cotton wool was mistaken for being floating in the air, the reason is simple, it was raised above the head with one hand.

Even if the monster has become like cotton wool now, it is huge compared with the arms of normal people and normal people.

In addition to the dark cover, it is naturally difficult for everyone to notice the thin arms under the monster’s body.

The reason why everyone is so surprised is that the old man who is holding the cotton wool at this moment is surprisingly the old man who slipped away when the chaos first broke out.

The old man is extremely courageous and has no other skills, but his grasp of the timing of escape is superb.

At that time, he saw that the momentum was wrong, and decisively slipped away, so he was not involved in the chaos later.

But now, why is he back again?

And why did he come back in such a weird posture?

Everyone looked at each other, but they became more vigilant.

Because of this scene, it is too weird.

But soon someone discovered something wrong with the old man.

“Look at his face–“

Everyone looked around, and suddenly found that the old man’s facial features were twisted because of extreme fear at this moment, not only on his head and face, but his whole body was gushing out of sweat.

Wherever you go, you can even see wet footprints.

It was as if there was some catastrophe or horror pushing him towards everyone.

“Stop!” Among the crowd, a monk saw that the situation was not right, so he drew an arrow and bowed, aiming at the old man.

“No, don’t kill me…” What surprised everyone was that the old man could still speak at this moment.

And looking at his horrified and distorted look, it didn’t seem like he was possessed at all.

It’s just that at this moment, his voice has changed because of being too scared.

“Don’t, don’t kill me, I, I…”

As he talked, there were two lines of tears in the old man’s eyes.

“I was forced, oh oh oh…”

Grey beard, an old man, crying like a seventy-year-old child at the moment.

“Then what are you doing?” The white monk frowned.

“I said.” The old man was aggrieved and fearful, “I was forced.”

“Who forced you?” The white-clothed monk frowned even more tightly.

“Hehe, it turned out to be just a bunch of ants. Is that guy hiding, dare not see me?”

At this moment, a sound similar to metal rubbing came from the old man’s body.

The voice is muddy and thick, so that people who hear it only feel humming in their ears, and the blood in the whole body seems to become disordered all of a sudden, only feeling extremely uncomfortable.

The essence of Chu Yan’s eyes began to condense.

“Who is talking!” The white-clothed monk drew his sword shrillly and pointed it at the old man.

He just saw clearly that the old man’s mouth didn’t move, but the voice came from him.

There must be something weird in this.

“Five thousand years ago, who would dare to speak to me like this?”

The metallic voice sounded again.

The next moment, with a sneer, the old man’s body was instantly torn from the middle.

The thick blood plasma even pulled out long thin lines in the air.

The monster’s corpse was also torn in half at this moment.

It’s as if the void was suddenly separated by a force capable of cutting time and space.

In the blood mist exploded by Peng, a tall figure slowly walked out.

He is wearing armor,

Step on the ground every step,

There was a click, a crisp sound of metal hitting.