The night sky is deep and the broken stars are like dust.

In the underground palace, Ye Chen also sat on the ground, his shape was a bit messy, his mouth was stubble, his face was full of fatigue, and even the ancient holy body was a little pale.

At this moment, there were thirty Yin Ming Death Generals standing in front of him in three rows and ten rows, which was the result of his past few days.

good!

Ye Chen swallowed a pill and smiled with relief.

Three saints and twenty-seven quasi-saints. If this combat power is passed away, it will definitely shake this star field.

However, Ye Chen also understood that Yin Ming Death General was still somewhat different from cultivators of the same level. After all, Yin Ming Death General was a dead thing, and living people had thoughts, which was incomparable.

While resting for a while, Ye Chen swallowed a lot of elixirs and then got up.

Next is the main topic. He kept shuttled among the thirty Yin Ming Death Generals, imprinting his secret techniques and magical powers into their bodies, which was a complete set of killing techniques.

Late at night, Ye Chen called Situ Nan, Long Yi and Liu Neng into the underground palace.

Depend on!

As soon as they entered, the three of them couldn't help but swear. With their eyesight, they could naturally see what Ye Chen had been hiding in the underground palace for the past few days. This was refining the Yin Ming Death General!

So awesome!

The three of them sighed and laughed, not knowing that Ye Chen was doing such a shocking thing.

Three saint-level Yinming Death Generals, more than twenty groups of quasi-saint-level, what a lineup.

One person, choose it yourself!

Ye Chen found a place to feel comfortable and took out the wine pot.

The three of them were naturally rude and were very conscious. Long Yi chose the bloodthirsty old demon, Situ Nan chose the Dragon Transformation Ancestor, Liu Neng chose the silver-robed saint, and the two soul marks were stamped into Yin Ming Death General's body.

Later, Ye Ruxue, Murong Miaoxin and twenty-five other reincarnated people were called into the underground palace.

Everyone was surprised when they saw the Yin Ming Death Generals refined by Ye Chen.

The twenty-seven people also chose Yinming Death Generals, but unlike Situ Nan and the others, the Yinming Death Generals they control are all at the quasi-saint level, but it doesn't matter. No matter who controls them, they are guarding this fairy mountain, and they are guarding the reincarnated people of the Great Chu.

There was nothing to say all night, dawn was dawn in a blink of an eye.

In the early morning, the warm sunshine poured over the fairy mountain, covering this fairyland with a gorgeous coat.

The reincarnated people have walked out of the cave and sat cross-legged on the mountain to absorb the essence of heaven and earth. They all said diligently that in this crisis-filled world, they need to improve their strength as soon as possible.

Ye Chen walked out of the underground palace and went to the most majestic mountain in the heavenly court. He quietly overlooked the entire fairy mountain, just like looking down from Da Chu in the past. His familiar faces made him feel dazed.

Long Yi also stretched his waist and walked up, "Looking at so many reincarnated people, there is nothing I want to say?"

“Everything is in vain.”

"whispering sound!"

"Not nonsense, I'll ask you something serious." Ye Chen closed his thoughts and asked, "In your memory, there are people who are proficient in dream secret techniques, or who can truly connect illusion and reality."

"Why do you ask like this?" Long Yi was a little surprised.

"I dreamed of Da Chu." Ye Chen said lightly.

"What's so strange about this? I often dream about Da Chu."

"But I can really see the people of Da Chu." Ye Chen said again, "They are all real. I can see them and hear them clearly, but they can't see me, and even more so, there is a misty dream between us."

"Are you sure?" Long Yi looked at Ye Chen with a frown.

"Extremely certain."

"The Immortal Art of Emperor Dao, Dreaming Back to Eternity." Long Yi said in a long time, "Using the illusory dreams to connect reality, I do have such a heaven-defying existence in my memory, and I am also the dreaming Emperor of the 130 emperors of Xuanhuang. Perhaps he can also be called the Dream Demon. If the Great Sun Tathagata is the strangest emperor, and she is the most vague and dreaming Emperor. In her later years, she was the entangled between illusion and reality. She had fallen into madness like you in the past, and the name of the Dream Demon has started since then."

"It's really incredible." Ye Chen took a deep breath.

"You are even more incredible." Long looked at Ye Chen, his eyes changed, "You can actually return to Da Chu with your dreams."

"I...huh?" As soon as Ye Chen said, he frowned and looked at Xutian.

"Someone entered the Great Chu Star." Long Yi also looked over. The secret technique to cover the Great Chu Star was arranged by him. No one could escape his peeking, just like this time.

As the two of them watched, two figures came from the sky, one in the black robe and the other in the white robe, and their cultivation was all saints. In terms of accurate cultivation, they should be comparable to the ancestor Hualong.

The two stopped in Xutian, which was more than ten thousand feet away from Tianting Fairy Mountain, and each of them narrowed his eyes at the fairy mountain.

"It seems that the people who had killed Hualong Sect before occupied the Hualong Sect's nest." The old man in black robe pondered, as if he could see a stone tablet standing outside the fairy mountain of the Heavenly Court among tens of thousands of feet.

"Heavenly Court?" The old man in white robe gently stroked his beard, looking a little confused, "Which force is this?"

"This ancient star of the Hualong Sect is not an ordinary ancient star. It's better for us to take it away." The old man in black robe looked at the old man in white robe, "With the power of me and I, it's probably possible."

"Did you forget a hundred years ago?" The old man in white said in a deep voice, "There is the power of nine dragons arching the sky in the Hualong Sect. The mountain protection barrier is so powerful. If a saint takes charge of the mountain protection barrier, you and I will not be able to open for ten days and half a month. These people can kill the Hualong Sect, which shows that their strength is extraordinary. Wouldn't it be uncomfortable to kill it so rashly?"

"How can I know if I don't try it?" The old man in black robe was unwilling to accept it. "We are both saints, so we can escape unstoppable."

"Don't cause trouble."

"I have a sense of justice." The old man in black robe stepped over and came straight to the fairy light like a fairy light. He stopped in the Xutian outside the fairy mountain of Tianting, narrowing his eyes slightly. He wanted to see the picture in the mountain, but he was covered by a mysterious secret technique, and he saw only the misty clouds and mist.

"Can fellow Taoist come out to speak?" The old man in black robe said a misty word and came into the mountains.

"It's OK." Ye Chen smiled slightly, walked out of the fairy mountain, stood in Xutian, and opposed the old man in black robe, "but I don't know what the seniors asked me to come out."

Seeing that Ye Chen was just an imperial realm, the old man in black robe looked gloomy. "After all, he replaced the great force of the Dragon Sect, sent an imperial realm to talk to me. This is what you call the way to treat guests in the heavenly court. Quickly ask your ancestor to come out of the mountain, otherwise I will definitely not forgive me."

Upon hearing this, Ye Chen smiled faintly, "I am the holy lord of this heavenly court. You can just say something to me."

"Are you the Holy Lord of Heaven?" The old man in black frowned slightly, and couldn't help but look at Ye Chen up and down, sweeping around, his eyes full of contempt, "It seems that I really look up to here."

"What do you want to do for senior?" Ye Chen looked at the old man in black robe with interest.

"You can leave now. This ancient star will be ours from today." The old man in black robe spoke lightly and gently stroked his beard, like a hidden master, his words full of majesty.

"What if we don't leave?" Ye Chen still looked at the old man in black robe with playful thoughts.

"That's asking for death." The old man in black robe snorted coldly, moved and instantly rushed to Ye Chen. His purpose was very simple, that was to quickly capture Ye Chen. Since Ye Chen was the holy lord of this heavenly court, as long as he captured him, the next thing would be much easier.

However, he still underestimated Ye Chen and stuck it out, but he couldn't catch Ye Chen.

Underestimate you!

The old man in black robe sneered, caught up with him, and again poked out his dry palm, with powerful holy power, and the flow of seal script in his palm, which was a kind of banned magical power, and Ye Chen was to be forbidden on the spot.

Ye Chen disagreed and turned his back and avoided again.

He couldn't help but feel the urge to laugh at the actions of the old man in black.

The saints of the Dragon Sect, nine quasi-saints, were beaten away by us, which was enough to prove the strength of the Heavenly Court. You are just a saint, and you dare to come and show off. Your mind was really kicked by a donkey.

Oh yes, forgot!

Ye Chen glanced at the distant sky, where there was a saint watching. The lineup of the two saints did have the capital to attack the heavenly court. It was a saint! He could run away if he could not beat him.

Where to go!

The old man in black robe chased after him again, his face was extremely gloomy. He was a saint but failed to capture an imperial realm as soon as possible. If this matter was spread, people would laugh out loud.

Ye Chen dodged again and turned around and rushed into the Heavenly Immortal Mountain.

Leave!

The old man in black robe stepped forward and followed Ye Chen to chase into the immortal mountain.

Fortunately, Long Yi opened the mountain protection barrier in an instant, otherwise he would not have come in so easily.

However, it is easy to come in, but it is not that easy to go out.

As soon as the old man in black robe entered, three black shadows transformed out. They were the three saint-level Yinming Death Generals refined by Ye Chen, listed in the three directions of Xutian, blocking the old man in black robe in Xutian.

puppet?

The old man in black robe frowned, saw the clue at a glance, and looked a little shocked, because it was a puppet of the saint level.

No, not a puppet!

The old man in black robe frowned deeper and saw more thoroughly. He had seen the puppets before, but like the three puppets in front of him, they were indeed a little different. Their aura was very strong.

Without thinking too much, the old man in black robe immediately turned around.

The three saint-level puppets have not been small in line. If they fight alone, they will naturally not be afraid, but if three saints pounce on each other, it will be enough to suppress him. The old man in black robe realized the seriousness of the problem. The heavenly court was strange in open and secret, which made him feel very bad.

Want to leave when you come?

Ye Chen climbed into the sky in one step, blocked his way and led him in. Isn’t it just to close the door and beat the dog?

Get out of here!

The old man in black robe shouted loudly, pushed out a dragon head with his palm, and roared towards Ye Chen.

Ye Chen did not dodge or dodge, and was extremely powerful. He stepped forward and fused dozens of magical powers with one punch, fused the Chaos Taoist Rule, and punched through Xutian with one punch. The roaring dragon head collapsed on the spot. Even the old man in black robe trembled and was shocked to retreat.
Chapter completed!