"Old man, old man, talk to me, old man. Grandpa! Grandpa ~ ~ ~! "Yan Chuan finally started crying.
In the Spiritual Space, Yan Chuan no longer had the majesty of an emperor. He no longer had the power to dominate the world. At this moment, he was just a grandson crying in grief. His whole body sank into a sorrowful roar.
However, Baihuang's voice could no longer be heard!
The scenes of the past were like sharp knives stabbing into Yan Chuan's heart. Yan Chuan was indescribably sorrowful. In the Spiritual Space, he roared.
In the outside world, Yan Chuan's body was also trembling, and his tears could not stop flowing.
The sorrowful atmosphere was even more pervasive.
"Meow, Yan Chuan looks so sad!" Meow seemed to be sad as well.
Zhao Afang looked worried.
Yin Hentian and Bai Qi immediately turned around. Although the two of them were extremely curious about why Yan Chuan was crying, the two of them ultimately chose to avoid him.
At the same time, in the distance, countless experts who were paying attention also looked surprised.
"Yan Chuan is crying? Are you kidding me? What did I just see? "Someone exclaimed.
Gong Yangzi's eyes were uncertain.
"Patriarch, did the Tree of World send some information to Yan Chuan?" Gong Yangzi Ben Lei frowned.
On the other side, Tian Jizi's face was extremely ugly.
"This Yan Chuan, this Yan Chuan!" Tian Jizi's face was gloomy.
"Tian Jizi, even if you use all means, you can't get any information from the Tree of World. Now, Yan Chuan's emotions are fluctuating. You don't think that Yan Chuan is crying because he can't get any information, do you?" Mei Gao Ku said indifferently.
"Yan Chuan!" Tian Jizi's eyes were cold.
"Go, inform all the Sect Leaders and experts on all the mountains. Tell them that the Tree of World is a treasure of the Central Territory. It's a treasure shared by all the people in the world. Whoever touches it will be an enemy of the people. No one is allowed to!" Tian Jizi ordered the subordinates standing in front of him.
"Yes!" Everyone quickly left.
Under the Tree of World.
It was unknown when Yan Chuan stopped crying. Perhaps his tears had dried up and there were no more tears left.
Under the worried gazes of Zhao Afang and Meow, Gu Nianzhi looked on.
Yan Chuan slowly opened his eyes.
He opened his bloodshot eyes.
"Meow!" Meow wanted to ask.
Zhao Afang immediately stopped Meow. "Meow, don't ask!"
Meow was puzzled. She looked at Yan Chuan's bloodshot eyes filled with hatred, then looked at Zhao Afang's gentle gaze. Meow nodded. "Oh!"
At this moment, Yan Chuan was no longer crying. Only his head was twitching slightly. His eyes were filled with wanton arrogance and anger.
He raised his head and looked at the towering Tree of World.
Yan Chuan stepped back.
He slowly left the area covered by the World Tree leaf and stood outside the World Tree.
All around, countless practitioners looked confused. They didn't know what Yan Chuan was doing. Was he leaving? But Yan Chuan was facing the World Tree. His gaze never left the World Tree!
Yan Chuan didn't stop until he was out of the range of the World Tree.
Zhao Afang and the others followed him outside. During this time, no one asked about Yan Chuan's change. They just watched quietly.
They stared at the World Tree.
Yan Chuan's eyes suddenly flashed with determination.
"Roar!"
Yan Chuan suddenly roared to the sky.
With this roar, an extremely ferocious aura suddenly erupted around Yan Chuan. With Yan Chuan as the center, it seemed like a violent wind was blowing in all directions.
For a moment, sand and pebbles were flying. It was gray.
"Hum!"
Vaguely, everyone suddenly saw that behind Yan Chuan, countless emerald lights suddenly appeared. The emerald lights towered into the clouds. The lights formed the shape of a giant tree.
"The World Tree?" Someone exclaimed.
The emerald light behind Yan Chuan was exactly the same as the World Tree. However, the tree-shaped light behind Yan Chuan was much smaller.
"Rumble!"
The giant World Tree suddenly shook as if it was responding to the emerald light behind Yan Chuan.
"Hum!"
The World Tree suddenly emitted a large amount of green light. The green light rushed directly to the emerald light behind Yan Chuan as if it was replenishing the energy of the emerald light.
The emerald green halo grew bigger and bigger, and continued to expand.
"What's this?"
"What's behind Yan Chuan?"
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Countless surprised voices came.
Suddenly, a voice came from the crowd. "That's a soul mark. Yan Chuan's soul mark is actually a cypress tree? The Bai Family? Yan Chuan is the reincarnation of the Bai Family's soul? "
The voice was very weak, but it clearly reached the ears of some strong people.
Tian Jizi, Meigao Ku, and Gong Yangzi all turned their heads.
They saw that the person who spoke was actually Evil Old Demon.
"Soul mark? Yan Chuan has been recognized by the World Tree? He wants to take the World Tree by force? "Tian Jizi's face changed.
In just a moment, the emerald light behind Yan Chuan had reached the size of the World Tree.
The huge light slowly approached the World Tree.
As it approached, it seemed to want to merge with the World Tree.
However, the World Tree did not reject it at this moment.
In the past, many cultivators had tried, but the World Tree did not allow it. However, at this moment, it allowed Yan Chuan to merge with it with his soul mark.
"How dare you, Yan Chuan, you want to steal the World Tree?" Tian Jizi suddenly roared.
"Whoosh!"
Tian Jizi and Meigao Ku immediately rushed out.
Following Tian Jizi's appearance, the various sect leaders also flew out, glaring at Yan Chuan in the center.
"How dare you!"
"Yan Chuan, get out of the Central Territory! Get out of the World Tree! "
"Yan Chuan, do you want to become enemies with the whole world?"
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Countless cultivators stared at Yan Chuan angrily.
"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" … …
About ten ancestral immortals merged with the Heavenly Dao and surrounded him.
There were even Sages among them.
Tian Jizi held a horsetail whisk, his eyes cold.
Old Demon Bai Fiend smiled and stepped out as well.
In the distance, Gong Yangzi's expression changed, and he also stepped out. "Yan Chuan, the World Tree belongs to everyone. It is not something you can touch alone!"
"Who dares to step forward?" Bai Qi stepped out, his eyes filled with killing intent.
"Don't do anything. Let me do it!" Yan Chuan said in a hoarse voice.
Yan Chuan's eyes were bloodshot. He looked at the cultivators rushing out from all directions, his eyes filled with hatred.
He seemed to have found an outlet to vent the immense hatred in his heart. He looked at everyone coldly.
"Meow?" Meow said worriedly.
"The king needs to vent!" Zhao Afang was able to empathize with Yan Chuan instantly.
Bai Qi and Yin Hentian looked confused, but they still stepped back respectfully.
Standing in front of the World Tree, Yan Chuan let his soul imprint merge with the World Tree. He looked at the increasing number of people surrounding him with killing intent.
In the blink of an eye, close to a hundred thousand cultivators surrounded the World Tree.
A Sage, Tian Jizi, Gong Yangzi, Evil Old Demon, ten ancestral immortals, and experts of ten thousand sects.
"Roar!"
Yan Chuan let out a furious roar. His eyes suddenly turned red and his long hair fluttered in the wind, turning into a blood-red color.
"Whoosh!"
In an instant, countless blood seas surrounded the land, covering the sky and covering the earth. In the blink of an eye, Zhao Afang and the others were submerged. However, they did not feel suffocated in the depths of the blood seas. It was as if Yan Chuan had specially left a small space for them to stay.
The blood seas covered the entire World Tree. Many of the surrounding mountains were submerged.
The scene before them was as if the World Tree had taken root in a vast sea.
The blood waves kept rolling around the World Tree. On a huge wave, Yan Chuan stood on it, looking at the hundred thousand experts around him.
"Yan Chuan, let me ask you. Are you going to touch the World Tree?" As a Sage, Meigao Cave led the crowd.
"Hmph!" Yan Chuan snorted coldly. He extended his hand and struck at the Sage.
Yan Chuan was extremely agitated at this moment. Baihuang's death made Yan Chuan very angry.
What kind of people were these? Yan Chuan naturally knew that the grapes were sour when one couldn't eat them.
In his current mood, how could he be in the mood to argue?
Whoever dared to stop him, he would kill!
Without hesitation, he struck at the Sage.
The Sage was also stunned by Yan Chuan's strike. Why did this Yan Chuan attack without saying anything?
"How dare you!"
"How dare you!"
"How dare you attack a Sage?"
"The World Tree will not end well in his hands!"
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Countless cultivators roared in anger.
"Boom!"
The Sage extended his palm and collided with Yan Chuan's palm.
A blood-red palm print and a white palm print collided in the sky, causing a lot of tremors.
"Attack!" Tian Jizi shouted.
The hundred thousand cultivators did not hesitate. They each took out their own Dharma treasures and weapons and waved them at Yan Chuan.
In a stalemate with the Sage, how could Yan Chuan face the crowd of enemies?
"Roar!"
Yan Chuan roared.
All of a sudden, the Blood Sea began to swell.
In the Blood Sea, millions of huge blood-red palm prints suddenly rushed into the sky.
The millions of blood-red palm prints rushed toward the hundred thousand cultivators.
"What?" Tian Jizi's expression changed.
Evil Old Demon was slightly surprised.
As for Gong Yangzi, he suddenly felt like he was riding a tiger and could not get off. Previously, he had rushed over on impulse. He should not have come. He should not have come.
When the millions of blood-red palm prints were released, the hundred thousand cultivators were immediately flustered.
"Boom!"
A huge collision in the void. Countless Dharma treasures attacking Yan Chuan were repelled.
The cultivators below the Ancient Immortal Realm were instantly knocked out of the battle. They flew into the sky and vomited blood after being seriously injured.
More than half of the hundred thousand cultivators were eliminated in the blink of an eye, leaving only a few thousand cultivators in the sky.
In the Blood Sea, the Blood Gods rushed into the sky and rushed toward the thousands of cultivators.
"Boom!"
The Blood Gods' reckless style immediately entangled with the thousands of cultivators. Only the Ancestral Immortals were left. At this moment, they were still fighting with Yan Chuan.
Yan Chuan glared.
"Boom!"
He collided with the Sage's palm and suddenly exploded.
He flung his sleeves.
Three long swords suddenly stood in the sky above the Blood Sea.
The Emperor, Jade Emperor, and Grand Emperor. The rolling and ferocious sword qi pressed forward.
Tian Jizi, Gong Yangzi, Saint, Evil Old Demon, and ten Ancestral Immortals surrounded Yan Chuan in the center.
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