Chapter 1556

Boom!

A loud noise, the whole mountain, are shaking, large cracks, tearing, gravel rolling, smoke skyrocketing.

Chu Yan's body shape, one step across, is dozens of Zhang, over 100 Zhang.

At the moment, the air was oppressed, and there was a very harsh explosion.

With a wave of his hands, he tore away the smoke and dust. In front of Chu Yan, he immediately showed the rickety, bloody, and struggling to stand up from the ruins.

"Chu! "Yes Two words were squeezed out between the tentorial teeth, hate and fear, a pair of eyes, full of fear.

Seeing that Chu Yan was oppressing himself, his palm was shining with a silver shield. The surface of the shield was flowing with water. It was vivid and showed a sense of flexibility.

Although it is only a small shield, it now gives people a kind of toughness that can overcome hardness with softness and can't be penetrated by thousands of troops.

"Vast broken empty sword!" Chu Yan's wrist trembled, and the sword light fell, like a river of stars. The light flashed and fell, and the whole sky was swaying.

At the moment when the starlight fell on Xiaodun, Chu Yan's eyes were fixed: "starburst thunder chop!"

In an instant, thousands of stars exploded.

Looking around, the whole collapsed mountain peak seems to have been blown out of the starlight, to the whole stretch, tear up the general.

The running water in the small shield suddenly shakes, and the next moment, it seems to be boiling, together with the small shield, explodes.

Behind the explosion, there was a scream on the screen. The whole body was full of blood and arrows, and the shells flew out. The body was in the middle of the air, rubbing rapidly, and the surface of the body kept cracking. The blood and aura poured out like money.

Just a hundred Zhang flying distance, his body was like a deflated ball, rapidly shriveled.

When he fell to the ground, he seemed to have become a mummy, with deep socket, crimson body and cracks all over his body, as if he would be torn apart by shaking.

The next moment, Chu Yan's figure fell in front of him, looking down at the Zhou screen.

Zhou Mu was still breathing. His eyes were red with blood, like two red glass beads, staring at Chu Yan.

Seeing that Chu Yan took away all the storage magic weapons on him, Zhou Mu could do nothing.

At this moment, he even moved his finger and tried his best.

But for him, the luckiest thing is that Chu Yan didn't kill him immediately, so that he could survive for a while.

But this is also the most cruel.

Because waiting for death to come, and watching their own magic weapon be taken away one by one, is the most painful.

Storage bag, storage necklace, storage bracelet, storage ring, one by one full of all kinds of inheritance of storage magic weapon, now all came to Chu Yan's hands.

"I didn't expect this guy to have so many magic weapons." Chu Yan in take away these storage magic weapon, also conveniently opened a glance.

Each other has a variety of magic number, for a moment, let Chu Yan feel a bit shocked.

Actually, it doesn't mean that the other party has a mountain of magic weapons.

The treasures Chu Yan had seen could not be regarded as few. He also faced those larger than this scale.

The main reason is that, for a single monk, the number of spirit tools possessed by Zhou Mu is absolutely rich.

I'm afraid that some small-scale sects don't have so many spirit tools to provide for their disciples.

"Oh, they are all decomposed into materials to forge and cast magic weapons." Chu Yan said to himself.

At this time, he saw Zhou Mu's lips move.

Obviously, the other party was angry by Chu Yan's extravagant behavior.

As he moved his lips, a hoarse voice came out of his throat: "I want to... Come to you... It has nothing to do with the limit gate..."

His attitude is still conscience.

Zhou Mu was worried that Chu Yan would vent his anger on the extreme gate because of his personal behavior.

If he could kill Chu Yan, Zhou Mu would be the hero of the gate.

But if he fails, Chu Yan will surely think that the limited gate has a grudge against him, so he assigns Zhou Mu to attack him.

In particular, Zhou mu or sneak attack, that is even more irritating.

At this moment, Zhou Mu felt afraid.

Chu Yan squint at him one eye, light way: "won't."

Hearing Chu Yan's statement, Zhou Mu's eyes moved and seemed to feel at ease.

But the next moment, Chu Yan said: "you are too small to speak lightly, and you can't represent the gate of the limit."

Zhou Mu's thin chest heaved violently at the moment, and his eyes were red as if they were about to burn. Obviously, he was strongly stimulated. He opened his mouth and spat out a thin blood arrow, which completely drained the last trace of blood in his body, and then he didn't move.

He died with his eyes closed, his mouth slightly open, and his body kept struggling at last.

Zhou Mu was very unwilling to die.

But the last sentence of Chu Yan is really killing people.

"Who let you attack me?" Chu Yan cold hum a, raise a hand to point to the body of the opposite party, "coagulate God to point to!"

The blood lines, interweaved, like a big net, a cut, Zhou Mu's body suddenly became countless pieces, at this time, by Chu Yan's long sleeve wind, immediately scattered on the cliff, scattered to the area of at least ten miles, no one can put him together again.

To solve the problem, Chu Yan went back to the spirit boat and set out again. By the way, he checked the magic weapons on Zhou Mu one by one according to the storage magic weapons.

After the inspection, Chu Yan's face showed a trace of anticipation and disappointment.

Although there are a large number of magic weapons in zhoumu, there are no high-level magic weapons.

The medium level spirit tools are Wanbao Kunlun and Jiugong Huangtian pagoda.

Everything else is aura.

It's just that Chu Yan sighs with regret at this time. If other friars see it, they will jump up and stab Chu Yan's chest with their fingers on the spot.

Don't worry about the quality level. As long as you have it, it will be enough to satisfy the mood monks for many days.

But Chu Yan is still choosy at this time!

For example, many hungry people feel thankful when they can eat a mouthful of brown rice. Now Chu Yan frowns at a bowl of braised pork because he dislikes the fat in the meat.

It's a miracle that such people are not killed alive.

But I can't help it. His highness Chu is no longer the poor monk who just entered the immortal gate.

Today, he also has the strength and power to choose magic weapons.

Those low-level magic weapons, just as Chu Yan said before, were installed by him at this time. When he went back, they were all decomposed into casting materials.

Only the remaining two pieces, which were used as magic weapons against Chu Yan by Zhou Mu before, were left in Chu Yan's hands by Wanbao Kunlun and Jiugong Huangtian pagoda. At this time, Chu Yan carefully examined them.