2612. The real trump card?

Boom boom boom boom ~

The heaven and earth tremble, and the Yuan power raged.

The entire Hall of Creation is like a pot of boiling water, boiling violently.

Especially when Chu Yun collided with Nangong Han, the Lord of the Palace of Creation, the void burst and rebirth.

The destructive aura raged all over the world.

Looking from afar, it is like the beginning of heaven and earth, chaos is born.

The terrifying power swept across the heavens and rivers like an ocean storm.

In this way, under the gaze of countless disciples in the Creation Hall, Chu Yun and the Lord of the Creation Hall immediately launched the most fierce confrontation.

On one side is the green light sweeping over, while on the other side is the palm wind lingers.

Chu Yuntian’s secret technique, ten consecutive moves were used to fight against the Lord of the Palace of Creation in front of him with his strongest power.

Boom ~

No one knows how long the storm lasted.

They only saw that at the disadvantage of the two people colliding, the earth had completely exploded. Between the gravel cracks, a gully of several hundred meters deep almost penetrated the entire mountain of creation.

The cracks as thick as a bucket were even more like spider webs, scattering wildly in all directions.

In just a moment, the entire Hall of Creation was almost strolling in cracks.

More than a long time later, the storm finally subsided.

It was like the calmness after the storm, the wind no longer roared and the Yuanli no longer flowed wildly.

The originally violent power gradually stopped.

Until the end, the wind was calm.

"Is the knot... over?"

"Who...who won?"

At the moment when the storm stopped, countless people in the Hall of Creation looked up. At this moment, almost the same doubt was left in everyone's heart.

That is the previous encounter between Chu Yun and the Lord of the Palace of Creation. Who laughed the last time?

Huh ~

After a brief calm, a cold wind blew again on the top of the mountain of Cai.

On the top of the mountain of Creation, Chu Yun and Nangong Han were all standing.

It's like two spears standing on the top of the sky.

The wind was cold and the clothes were fluttering, and both of them stood quietly.

Seeing this scene, the old faces of the Creation God Guard and others below couldn't help but tremble: "Is it a tie?"

"Is it a draw?"

"Chu Yunyang, have you tied with the Palace Master?"

Seeing this, many people couldn't help but gasp.

If Chu Yun can beat Nangong Han, the owner of the Palace of Creation, what does this mean?

This undoubtedly means that Chu Yun has officially entered the top level of the strongest people in the upper realm of the Heavenly Immortals.

He has the strength and majesty of being on par with the six great sage masters.

"But...but, how is this possible?"

"Forty years ago, Chu Yunyang could not hold on with a single move under the Lord of the Palace. Now, in just forty years, can this young young man tie the game with the Lord of the Palace?"

When everyone in the Hall of Creation was shocked, suddenly, everyone just heard a muffled groan.

They saw that at the top of the sky, Nangong Han, the owner of the Palace of Creation, trembled his body and a mouthful of red blood. He immediately vomited it, and his face turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The bright red blood poured into all directions, shattered by the wind.

Finally, the red blood fell to the ground and into everyone's hearts.

Chu Yun was still standing there, with a thin and handsome face, without any expression at all, and there was no sign of emotion.

Seeing this scene, the hearts of countless people in the Hall of Creation immediately became cold.

"This...this...this is this, defeated?"

"Is it possible that the Palace Master was defeated just now?"

Countless people wailed, incredible, and widened their eyes and kept shouting.

Many people find it difficult to accept this reality. It is hard for them to imagine that Nangong Han, who has been dominating the Heavenly Immortal Land for thousands of years, will now be defeated by a younger generation.

You should know that decades ago, Chu Yunyang was still an unknown person, and he was a humble registered disciple of Qingyang Sect.

But who would have thought that in just a few decades, this young man grew up to such a level at an extremely terrifying speed, and now he has defeated the Lord of the Palace of Creation, but he is comparable to the kings and six sage masters of this world?

Countless people were wailing.

Although, their temple master did not fall.

However, when Nangong Han vomited blood during the first encounter, but Chu Yun did not vomit.

Therefore, in the eyes of many people, Nangong Han has already failed.

"No, no ~"

"The aura of the two people is a little wrong."

"It's too early to say who wins and who loses~"

Just when many people in the Creation Hall were desperate and sad, the first divine guard in the Creation Hall seemed to feel a little strange and immediately said.

"Um?"

"Brother, what's wrong with the breath?"

When others heard this, they were immediately confused.

Could it be that the Lord of the Creation Palace has not yet failed?

Just when everyone was deeply confused by the words of the First God Guard.

Between nine days, Nangong Han, who had originally vomited blood, stretched out his hand and wiped away the red blood from the corner of his mouth.

Then, Nangong Han looked at Chu Yun and laughed to the sky: "Hahaha~"

"Chu Yunyang, how about it?"

"Now you should give up?"

"Now you should know how arrogant you were before?"

"Although you are strong, you still have a delusion to shake me, Nangong Han!"

With a deep voice, the surging Yuan power continued to surge in the Nangong Hanyuan Mansion.

The original sluggish momentum is also rising rapidly at a terrible speed.

It was like a flame that was about to be extinguished, and a raging fire was soon ignited!

Just like the burning flames soaring into the sky, burning the world endlessly!

Nangong Han once again had a magnificent power, standing proudly under the sky, his eyebrows and eyes were like monarchs, dominating the world.

The eyes of Chu Yun were full of contempt and majesty.

Immediately afterwards, the majestic and dull words resounded like rolling thunder.

"Chu Yunyang, I have to say that you are indeed very strong."

"Forty years ago, you were not the enemy of this palace master in one move."

"But forty years later, you can hurt me with all your strength."

"If you give you another three hundred years, your strength will surpass me, it is really not impossible."

"But unfortunately, you don't have this opportunity."
Chapter completed!