Overriding the Heaven Chapter 982: A treasure trove

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Chapter 982: A Treasure

At this moment, the space also seems to be stretched.

Between heaven and earth, it seems that Chu Yan is the only one left.

The flowing air also stopped.

The scene is so quiet that the needle can be heard.

At this moment, Zeng Bi could clearly hear the violent beating of his heart like a drum, as if he was about to crack his chest.

Sure enough, I have been underestimating him.

Yes, if it's just the Earth Element Realm, how could it be possible to make myself powerless to resist.

If it's just the Earth Element Realm, how could it be possible that even the ancestor's divine mind would bow down and claim the court.

This guy--

At this moment, Zeng Bi found that his hatred for him had been reduced by more than half.

And all this is just because the opponent is hovering in the air, nothing more.

Unfortunately, if Zeng Bi knew that Chu Yan had learned a relatively tasteless technique called Xuling Tengkong, I am afraid that he would vomit blood in embarrassment just because of his own thoughts.

Voidling's stepping into the air, except for pretending that the Heavenly State of Mind is hovering in the air for a while, it really has no other effect at all.

A long time ago, Chu Yan used it once.

This is the second time he used it.

But it seems that the effect is quite good.

Seeing the group of people below with satisfaction, including the horrified gaze in Zeng Bi's eyes, Chu Yan took a step forward.

It's like being in mid-air, with steps invisible to the eye.

Chu Yan step by step, slowly walked down from the air.

Calm, calm, gestures and gestures give people a feeling of beating Fang Qiu, turning the clouds and raining.

Looking at what Chu Yan looked like at the moment, Zeng Bi suddenly felt an urge to kneel on the ground and worship him with weak knees.

As for the group of monks who had besieged Shen Qing before, at this time, they were all stupid.

In their opinion, the two-day state of mind, this is really a catastrophe.

When Chu Yan walked to Zeng Bi, he glanced at him sideways.

This time, there was no need for Chu Yan to speak, Zeng Bi obediently landed on the ground first, with her hands hanging on her side, bending slightly to welcome Chu Yan's arrival.

This scene, in the eyes of the monks at the scene, made them even more shocked.

The state of mind that killed their tribe before is actually even lower than this one now!

Suddenly, their gazes looking at Chu Yan were filled with unprecedented awe and fear.

After landing on both feet, Chu Yan just glanced at the group of monks, and the group of monks immediately knelt on the ground, not daring to lift their heads, and they kept shaking.

"Come to someone in your family who can speak, I have something to ask him." Chu Yan said lightly.

The monks looked at each other, then continued to kneel on the ground, bowing their heads and shaking.

Chu Yan frowned and glanced at Zeng Bi.

Zeng Bi shuddered in fright, for fear that Chu Yan would blame her for not doing things badly, and suddenly bared her teeth and swung out a palm.

With a bang, the three monks on the scene suddenly fell apart and turned into dense thick blood lines, spraying them towards the rear.

"Talk to you, don't pretend to be dead!" Zeng Bi pointed his teeth at the monk closest to her, "You, call the patriarch of your family, and limit it to a quarter of an hour." /

Suddenly named by Zeng Bi, the monk suddenly stood up crookedly-his legs were too soft to stand up straight, and his face was scary white, and he whispered: "A quarter of an hour is not enough."

Zeng Bi waved impatiently.

The strong wind blew past.

There was a bang, and the ground seemed to smash a steel plate.

The monk suddenly turned into a pool of fleshy mud, embedded in the ground.

The mashed meat still maintains the shape of a human being, but it looks a lot fatter.

There was a monk next to him who was so scared that he vomited his bile.

Zeng Bi pointed to another person: "You go, enough time!"

"Enough! Master, please wait a moment! I'll go!" The monk nodded repeatedly for fear that he would be photographed into meatloaf too late.

When Zeng Bi nodded, the cultivator shot away immediately, his legs running almost into a phantom.

After assigning people, Zeng Bi turned around and smiled at Chu Yan in kindness.

Before this, she hadn't noticed that she still had such a shitful side.

Chu Yan walked up to these monks, pointed at Shen Qing, and asked one of them: "Why did you besiege her just now?"

Seeing the scene now, these monks also understood that they must have made a mistake.

But who would have thought that the cost of making mistakes would be so high.

The monk who was watched by Chu Yan stammered: "We, we thought she was a spy sent by the Confucian family..."

"The Kong Family?" Chu Yan pondered for a moment, "You just practiced here in battle. You are fighting against the Kong Family? Why?"

"We want to be with the Kong family..."

The monk just said half a word when he was severely dragged by the man kneeling next to him.

Chu Yan's eyes narrowed.

Zeng Bi immediately shot and grabbed the head of the cultivator who was pulling.

Blood spurted out of the wound, and at the same time, accompanied by the cry of the monk in front of Chu Yan: "Wow! Don't kill me! We are fighting for a treasure with the Kong family.

We discovered the treasure first, but we accidentally leaked the wind.

When the Kong family knew it, they insisted that it was the legacy of their ancestors, and they insisted on robbing us.

So we practice the battle formation to compete with the Kong family for the treasure!

Wow!

Please don't kill me!

What I said is true! "

The monk was also terrified. At this moment, his nose and tears broke down, and his whole body was crying.

"There is a treasure." Chu Yan turned his head and looked at Zeng Bi and Shen Qing.

Zeng Bi's eyes lit up clearly.

Looking at her look, she is very keen on treasures.

However, seeing Chu Yan looking at herself, she quickly reduced her expression and said softly: "You can take a look."

"I know, you don't need to say it." Chu Yan turned his head, stopped talking, and began to meditate silently.

It didn't take long for a boat to fly over in the distance.

It's really not an exaggeration to describe it as urine flow in the ass.

The spirit boat flew stumblingly, as if a person was driving in a panic. Along the way, it smashed a soil **** and then swept a row of trees.

Then it knocked on a rock again, and after the spirit boat flipped halfway for two and a half weeks, with a bang, the bottom of the boat was up, and it was heavily buckled not far from Chu Yan.

The monks present couldn't help taking a breath.

But the people in the spirit boat obviously don't care about these things.

The spirit boat was buckled on the ground, still shaking, and a man in his sixties with a three-inch white beard sprang out of it.

The man staggered over, looked at Chu Yan, and then at Zeng Bi. He slammed his head in front of Zeng Bi.

"Shen Qiande, the head of the Shen family in Qi'an Town, met the master!

The Shen family offended the guru, and asked the guru to show favor and let the Shen family live a life! "

After speaking, there are three more rattles.

Zeng Bi was immediately embarrassed.

This Shen Qiande apparently heard from the clansman that they provoke the master of the heavenly state of mind, so he hurried over to beg for mercy.

But this Shen Qiande obviously didn't expect that he is just a slave now desperately begging for mercy to please the Master of Heaven's Mind.

And the Lord is watching it by the side!