Chapter 1345： Pay attention to identity

In front of Jiuzhong Peak, on the top of Xuefeng, a strange silence formed!

As Chu Yan studied the unicorn horns wholeheartedly, Emperor Li Tianwu of Jiuzhong Peak could not step out of the range of Jiuzhong Peak. Just now there was a tense atmosphere, and the battlefield of the war would erupt in an instant, and it would become quiet in an instant!

For Emperor Li Tianwu, Chu Yan seemed to regard it as nothing, and he did not even look at the other person!

Ear Emperor and others, did not dare to disturb Chu Yan, all surrounded him, guarding with full vigilance .....

On the Jiuzhong Peak, there was no trace of blood on Mo Cang's face. After swallowing the elixir, he sat beside Emperor Li Tianwu to treat his broken arm injury.

Emperor Li Tianwu, his eyes carried a dark gray air stream, his gaze had been staring at Chu Yan, his killing intention gradually calmed down ...

He can't leave the range of Jiuzhong Peak. At the same time, his duty is to guard the space-time passage on Jiuzhong Peak, so he is not good at leaving .....

If Mo Cang was not in danger just now, he wouldn't even leave Jiuzhong Peak ....

Unlike other black blood temple warriors, Mo Cang is a member of the Hades, a young generation of Tianjiao. In the last trial, he was ordered to stay in the Haotian continent.

Over the past 100,000 years, an ordinary young man who was originally in the Ming clan, Tianjiao, has grown up to be a quasi-permanent emperor, and can be considered middle-class capital. Li Tianwu, of course, has the responsibility of guarding, of course, not May be watching the saints' tribe being beheaded by the indigenous people, so they rushed.

However, with one stroke, this strange behavior of the indigenous people added a hint of terror to Li Tianwu's heart.

Moreover, after the investigation of the divine knowledge, the indigenous people of this Haotian continent were only nineteen years old, and even practiced in the realm of the Emperor Wu. This happened rarely on the Haotian continent, even compared to the holy tribe's superior Tianjiao. Not bad.

However, as the foreign elder who guarded the space-time channel connecting Haotian mainland, it was replaced once every 10,000 years, and this time, with three days left, it was over!

As long as the holy tribe Tianjiao comes, his responsibilities of guarding are completed, so Emperor Li Tianwu doesn't want to have more troubles, but just looks at Chu Yan and the strange martial spirit in his hand. Arcane!

Although Mo Cang and Chu Yan had just fought for life and death, they were obviously trying to **** this thing, but Li Tian was Emperor Wu, an ordinary treasure that could not enter his eyes, so he had no interest at all!

The only thing that kept him waiting was that he hoped that Chu Yan would have the courage to launch an attack on himself after merging the treasure. Perhaps, this is the only thing he has done in the boring guard duties for thousands of years. A touch of fun!

Except for the cold wind blowing in the mountains, and the snow falling in the sky, the whole world is completely quiet .....

Time is passing fast .....

The sun and the moon alternate, Xinghe junction, day and night pass, and time like clouds and rivers passes away ...

At this time, on the Nine Peaks, Mo Cang sat cross-legged, and the blood on his face began to recover slowly.

On the top of the Xuefeng, hundreds of miles away, Chu Yan was sitting cross-legged at the same time, holding the unicorn horn wrapped by the black cloud in his hand. Now the appearance of black has been mostly dissipated .....

Chu Yan's body, a touch of golden light, continuously flowed out from the position of the brow, entwined towards the unicorn angle in the palm of the hand.

Day and night, Chu Yan relied on the Holy Spirit pattern, like an iron rod to grind needles, and constantly resolved the thick layer of upright meaning outside the unicorn ...

The Holy Spirit Pattern did not disappoint Chu Yan. From the moment he got the Holy Spirit Pattern, all kinds of strange powers and strange existence exist, and the Holy Spirit Pattern can almost deal with it!

Therefore, Chu Yan experimented with the power she had mastered one by one and found that only the Holy Spirit Pattern can have an effect on these black engulfed by upheaval ...

A full foot of thick black fog was worn away by Chu Yan for nearly 70%. It is believed that it will not be long before the Unicorn Horn can be reproduced in the world!

Therefore, Chu Yan now is not worried at all, anyway, Kirin Horn has already been reached, and integration is only a matter of time.

The Emperor's calm Wudi, two shots, has been fully understood by Chu Yan, so Chu Yan is confident that after integrating the Kirin Horn, he will fight with him.

The only thing missing now is time!

On the other side, on the Nine Peaks ...

Emperor Li Tianwu's grey eyes flickered constantly, his face was low, his expression was extremely dignified, and he seemed to be thinking!

"Master Li Tian, ​​why don't you kill that Chu Yan !?"

Mo Cang raised his right hand and glanced at the right hand that had condensed out of bones. His eyes were full of anger, and he looked up at Emperor Li Tianwu. His voice was like ice, and he asked.

"My duty is to guard the passage!"

Emperor Li Tianwu did not turn his head, but just replied lightly.

"But this Chu Yan ruined my Black Blood Temple, tens of millions of people in the temple!"

Mo Cang roared.

"Huh! Fart people in the temple, but some of the indigenous ants you gathered, have nothing to do with my holy tribe. Don't say 10 million, it is 100 billion, but they are killing each other!"

Emperor Li Tianwu looked with contempt, glanced, and glanced at the distant dozens of elders of the Black Blood Temple who did not dare to approach, disdainful.

"But ... but ..."

When he heard the words of Emperor Li Tianwu, Mo Cang looked distorted. He almost hated the extreme of Chu Yan, but his strength was insufficient. Therefore, he wanted Emperor Li Tianwu to take the shot and kill him, but he couldn't find anything Reasons for Li Tianwu's shot.

"No need, Mo Cang, you have to heal yourself. There will be another day or two. The passage of time and space will open. My saint, Tianjiao, will come to the trial of Haotian continent. When you return to the holy tribe, you will be laughed at by the tribe! "

Emperor Li Tianwu glanced at Mo Cang ~ www.novelhall.com ~ Patient consolation ...

"As soon as the space-time channel is opened, my presence will be over! The matter on the Haotian continent has nothing to do with me. As for this Chu Yan, even an indigenous ant, even if it is stronger, is just my saint. Clan Tianjiao promotes the resources for cultivation! "

Speaking of this, Emperor Li Tianwu's grey eyes stared straight at Mo Cang, saying

"Mo Cang, stay true to your heart! Don't forget that you are a holy tribe and don't have to compete with an indigenous people, it will only make your holy tribe glorious!"

"Yes!"

After hearing the words of Emperor Li Tianwu, Mo Cang's heart full of hatred finally calmed down ...

As Emperor Li Tianwu said, he is about to return to the holy tribe, why bother with an indigenous people, and wait for a large group of holy tribe to fall, this Chu Yan will surely die!

Thinking of this, Mo Cang took a long breath, swallowed the elixir again, and started healing!

(End of this chapter)