The moment Ye Chen's soul returned to his body, his body almost fell into the canyon from the void.

Although Ye Chen's soul was burned by resentment in the sea of ​​blood and was not burned, it also brought heavy damage to the soul.

His soul is immortal, which does not mean that he will not be injured. Under the surging flames released by the souls of tens of thousands of immortal kings, even if the soul of an immortal king is entering, it will be burned by the surging flames.

It is a miracle that Ye Chen's soul has not been burned, and it is impossible not to be injured.

The effect of the soul is very great. A monk can sweep the divine thoughts of millions, tens of millions, or even hundreds of millions of kilometers in a radius. It all depends on the soul.

Even if you take things from the space ring and control magic weapons, you still need to rely on your soul.

Even if you cast immortal skills, you also need spiritual souls.

And the injury to the soul has a huge impact on all this.

So Ye Chen's condition is very poor at this moment, just like a patient with hypoglycemia, with dizziness and obvious pain in his soul.

At this time, all the monks who were watching hundreds of thousands of meters away were shocked!

Because, the Ten Thousand Souls Blood Drinking Sword has disappeared.

No! It's getting smaller.

It became only one meter long, and was lying at a depth of hundreds of thousands of meters. Because it was too small and was at a high altitude, it was extremely difficult for the naked eye to capture it.

At this time, Ye Chen aimed his palm at the bottom of the canyon and released the suction force.

Next second!

call out!

A beautifully shaped sword was held in his hand.

"Haha! Haha! Haha!!!"

After receiving the sword of Ten Thousand Souls Blood Drinking, Ye Chen laughed happily.

Rumble!!!

Suddenly, thunder broke out, lightning and thunder roared, and the heavy rain poured down like the sky collapsed.

The desert with a radius of more than one billion kilometers and no grass grows is covered with rain, and some weeds with very fast growth are rising at a considerable speed in the naked eye.

At this time, nearly a thousand monks were all calm down after hundreds of thousands of meters above the sky.

"Oh my God! He actually took the magic sword away? This is too amazing!"

"Since the birth of the Divine Sword, it has finally rained in this area that has not rained for a thousand years!"

"I didn't expect it! I really didn't expect it! He could actually take over the magic sword! It was a miracle!"

“…”

Everyone was shocked.

Even the dozens or millions of monks who could not see Ye Chen in other parts of the canyon were shocked to find that the magic sword suddenly disappeared and a torrential rain occurred.

"Can anyone tell me why the Divine Sword disappeared?"

"Who took the magic sword away?"

"Look along the canyon and see who took the magic sword away!"

“…”

Tens of millions of monks searched along the canyon.

At the same time, there is a certain level in the canyon.

"Look! The magic sword disappeared, and a big hole appeared under the canyon, shining with colorful light. There must be some treasures here!"

In an instant, thousands of monks pierced their heads into the big hole under the canyon.

As a result, they entered the hole.

Next second!

"Ao!!!"

A roar rang out between heaven and earth.

Then!

"My God! You want a terrifying monster! Run!!!"

Thousands of monks came in, only two-thirds came out, and the remaining one-third screamed heart-wrenchingly inside.

Soon, the screams stopped.

Two-thirds of the monks who escaped were sweating profusely, pale in their faces, and still fearful.

"That terrible! That monster is so terrible!"

They patted their chests, unable to recover from their shock for a long time.

......

At the same time, Ye Chen.

"Master, this fellow Taoist is so amazing and so handsome. I didn't expect that he really took over the God General, and we can rebuild our home in this land in the future!"

The old-fashioned female apprentice just now shouted in surprise as if she was a slutty person.

"Little Junior Sister, what's so amazing about this? What's so handsome? If he hadn't had a special physique, how could he have received the Divine Sword?" said the young monk, and a sour smell spread.

"snort!"

The female monk snorted: "He is so powerful, so handsome. How can Senior Brother Lin not accept this reality? Or is Senior Brother Lin jealous of other people's awesomeness and handsomeness?"

"I..."

The young monk was speechless.

"Ha ha!"

The old Taoist laughed loudly.

At this moment, someone shouted: "Boy, hand over the magic sword quickly, otherwise I will turn into powder in a flash!"

As soon as these words came out, Ye Chen's laughter stopped and he became alert.

"I see who dares to take action!"

Ji Youdao shouted loudly, swooped down, sacrificed his fairy-grade divine weapon, protecting Ye Chen, feeling like he wanted to take action and step over my body first.

"I dare!"

Some monks also replaced the immortal-grade divine weapons, rushed down, and killed Ji Youdao.

"I dare, too!"

"I dare, too!"

"I dare, too!"

In high school, hundreds of true immortals were killed in a flash.

"Master, why don't you snatch the magic sword?" The young monk couldn't help asking when he saw that his master was indifferent.

"Senior Brother Lin, it's not good to steal other people's things. Do you think your master is a bandit?" his junior sister said with a pout.

"But everyone goes to grab it, but if the master doesn't, then the master is not very stupid?" said the young monk.

"You are stupid!" The old Taoist slapped him on the head and said, "I am a fisherman, letting the snipe and clam fight. When they are tired of fighting and die, they can reap the benefits of the fisherman."

"Master, you are so smart!"

Young monk gave a thumbs up.

At this time, fierce battles broke out below.

Hundreds of true immortals fought around Ye Chen and Ji Youdao.

Due to his limited cultivation, Ye Chen could not control the Ten Thousand Soul Blood Drinking Sword, so the divine sword in his hand was like a fire stick and could not play any role.

Because of the serious damage to the soul, the immortals and noble divine weapons in the space ring cannot control it, and even the Dharma body cannot be sacrificed.

So Ye Chen could only put away the Ten Thousand Soul Blood Drinking Sword, stand in the air, and let Ji Youdao deal with it.

Fortunately, Ji Youdao is not an ordinary person, and hundreds of true immortals can't get close to his hands together. With him protecting him, he naturally can't get close to Ye Chen's body. In a short period of time, he even killed twenty or thirty of them.

"I tell you that I am Ji Youdao, the Supreme Elder of the Purple Gold Sect. If you know the truth, stop immediately. Otherwise, you will not be able to beat me and run away. I will remember it and I will settle the score with you in the future!"

Ji Youdao shouted while dealing with the fight.

"No matter what you are, the chicken friend, the duck friend, wait until the magic sword is obtained, let alone your Zijin Sect, even the Qiankun Sect, I won't take it seriously!" said a cultivator who is no less powerful than Ji Youdao.

Some monks were a little scared, but they didn't care about this when they heard this. As long as they grabbed the magic sword, they would be afraid of nothing!

Therefore, the fight against Ye Chen and Ji Youdao did not stop.

"Damn it!"

Ji Youdao's lungs were about to be angry and shouted, "You are really a person who dies for money and birds die for food. Since you are not afraid of death and want to steal the magic sword, I will kill you all!"
To be continued...