"I'm here today, so there's no need to leave." Yin Chong's smile, with unscrupulous excitement, poked out his big hand and grabbed Ye Chen, with naked greed light bursting in his eyes. The ancient holy body, the bloodline that was as strong as the emperor, was full of treasures!

Ye Chen sneered, without saying a word, and responded with the most powerful attack. He punched and integrated hundreds of secret magical powers. The Chaos Taoist Law intertwined with the origin, and its power was unparalleled.

A roar of bang came, Yin Zhong's hand bones exploded, and he stepped back. Every step he took, a sunken footprint was left on the ground. When he was immobilized, a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"How could it be so strong?" Yin Chong's expression suddenly changed, and his eyes were full of incredible. Although he had known that Ye Chen was not an ordinary quasi-saint, his dignified quasi-saint king realm and his absolute suppression of his cultivation was a complete defeat in one move. How could he accept it when he was arrogant?

"I dare to get away with it, but the consequences are very serious." After a short breath, Ye Chen arrived instantly.

"Arrogant." He was furious and pointed his divine light, with an unparalleled piercing force.

Ye Chen did not dodge or dodge, and resisted the Domineering finger, and the bloody bones were scattered with one palm. Fortunately, Yin Chong's profound background would have been cut directly by this silence palm.

But even so, Yin Chong was still miserable. He burned his essence and blood, quickly escaped, healed his blood body, burned his essence and blood, and received great combat power and revived his natal magic weapon.

It was an ancient bronze mirror, a real Holy King soldier, who had been stained with many creatures' blood. The divine light scattered was all blood-red, with the shrill wailing of evil spirits.

The sky collapsed because of the power of the ancient bronze mirror. The divine light was like a fairy waterfall. Every wisp that flowed was like a mountain and a giant mountain. It could instantly kill the saint, and its divine power was silent.

"Die!" The guy's face was full of ferociousness and gloomyness. He moved the bronze mirror of the Holy King's Soldier and pressed it into the air. The empty space that had just healed collapsed instantly.

Ye Chen did not dare to regret it and sacrificed the Chaos Cauldron. He had seen more than one holy king magic weapon along the way, but this was the first time he had seen a holy king soldier as powerful as Yin Chong.

The Chaos Divine Cauldron buzzed and became huge in one breath. The cauldron body was heavy and the aura was simple. The chaotic aura was pouring out. The word Dunjia Tian was moving, dancing with Taoism, and the bronze mirror was hard to regret.

The rumbling sound came again, and Ye Yinzhong blew blood on the spot. Although his bronze mirror was terrifying, it was difficult to resist the Chaos Cauldron. He was terrifying and retreated again, and his bloody body cracked again.

With a quick battle, Ye Chen was hiking across the sky, his body was as mysterious as a magical one, and he was ten feet away from Yin Chong.

Yin Chong gritted his teeth, and a bloody lightning shot out from his eyes, curling the power of silence, reaching Ye Chen's eyebrows, which was an attack on the soul, trying to kill Ye Chen with one blow.

However, he still underestimated Ye Chen's defense of the Divine Sea. With the Dragon Soul of the Dan Ancestral Dragon Soul and the powerful Phoenix Immortal Imperial Imperial, his bloody thunder and lightning were far from hurting Ye Chen's foundation.

At the same time, a golden divine light shot out from Ye Chen's eyebrows, which was the secret method of the divine sorrow of the gods. It was the unity of nine paths, and its power was destroyed and it pierced through the middle of the heavy eyebrows with one blow.

Blood immediately splattered, and Yin Chong was severely injured. His defense of the divine sea was like a decoration in front of the nine unified divine sorrows, fragile as white paper, and instantly collapsed.

This is a devastating blow, the sea of ​​gods is penetrated, and the true body of the soul cannot escape the fate.

ah....!

The screams rang out immediately, Yin Zhong disheveled his hair and staggered back, his head was about to explode, and his seven orifices were bleeding, affecting his body, his muscles and bones were broken, and blood was swelling out.

Ye Chen came and arrived instantly. He had a sword, Feng Shen, and thousands of swords returned to one another, piercing his heart.

At the same time, the Chaos Cauldron crushed the bronze mirror, and flew towards him like a divine light. Lingxiao fell down. Before he could stabilize his body, he was crushed to stagger.

"I don't believe it." Yin Chong roared, and forced himself to suppress the big tripod, burning his life span in exchange for more powerful combat power. There was an ancient divine pattern on his eyebrows.

Seeing this, Ye Chen came and slashed out the Sword of Nirvana. Since he knew that Yin Chong had moved the forbidden method, how could he give him time to breathe? He still understood the principle of taking advantage of his illness to kill him.

Sure enough, his sword came just right. Before the ruthless forbidden method was fully displayed, it was cut off by it. It was a powerful backlash, and its already broken blood body turned into ashes.

"It's over." Ye Chen's eyes were cold, his tone was ethereal and cold, and his evil spirit was thriving.

"Kill." Yin Chong, who was left with only the soul, roared and sacrificed hundreds of magic weapons in one breath. The momentum was connected and the power was as powerful as bright stars, blooming divine light.

Ye Chen said nothing and suddenly raised his hand. The magic weapons were crushed one by one and turned into a wisp of nothingness.

"Kill." Yin Chong's soul burned, opened his mouth and spit out a stream of blood, turning into a sea of ​​blood, rolling up an ancient seal and a killing sword. One is a ban and the other is a killing.

The Chaos Cauldron crashed over, forbidden the ancient seal, and crushed the killing sword directly.

Another backlash, Yin Chong screamed so hard that the soul twisted and became transparent. How dare I continue to fight? The blood sacrificed the power of the soul, turned around and flew away, with an extremely fast speed.

Before Ye Chen chased after, he summoned the Tianlei Immortal Fire, pulled the bow and took the arrow, and shot a thunder arrow.

The next moment, Yin Chong, who could not escape thousands of feet, was shot down by an arrow and fell to Xutian.

Ye Chen climbed to the sky, moved the Taixu Dragon Ban, and the Yin Chong who had just stood up was suppressed.

At this point, the battle was over. Even though Yin Chong was not in the quasi-saint king, his current form and combat power could not be moved even if he could withstand the Taixu Dragon Forbidden.

"Your baby, I'll take care of you." Ye Chen raised his hand and consciously took away the heavy Qiankun bag. The spoils were to be collected, and they were also treasures of a quasi-saint king.

"Give me your life, spare me your life." Yin Chong was afraid and looked at Ye Chen in fear. The quasi-saint king who was high above him also smelled the aura of death. His whole body was cold and without temperature. He was afraid of death.

"It's useless to ask me, tell him." Ye Chen took the storage bag and released the saint in black. To be safe, he also blocked the power of the method to prevent the other party from escaping.

"Yes, don't be fine!" The saint in black stared at Yin Zhong who was sealed coldly.

"Yin Shan." Yin Chong recognized the saint in black at a glance. Like him, he was also an elder of the Taiqing Palace. However, in terms of status and identity within the sect, he was far higher than the other party.

"You actually plotted against him." After a second or two, Yin Chong reacted, but he shouted fiercely and shouted fiercely. Yin Shan and Ye Chen were together, which proved a lot of things.

"Planning? Look at who I am." The saint in black sneered, and suddenly tore off his face, revealing a new face. The face was so old that it was also a sword mark that ran through his forehead and his chin. It looked extremely scary and looked solemn at night.

"You...Xiao...Xiao Yan." Yin Chong's eyes were highlighted, and his eyes were full of disbelief, "Impossible, this is impossible. You are clearly dead. It was the underworld that I personally gave you to."

"There is nothing impossible." The saint in black named Xiao Yan was like crazy, and he grabbed his heavy neck with his hands and pinched it up. His turbid old eyes, with blood on the side, were all hatred, "You didn't expect it! I am still alive, living for hundreds of years, and I will wait for today to repay the blood debt for my wife and children."

"Xiao Yan, I really underestimate you." Knowing that I could not escape death, Yin Chong actually smiled and showed two rows of white teeth. "Yes, I killed them. I used you to refine pills, and your wife to moan to death under my crotch. It's so wonderful."

"Then I will pay my life for my wife and children." Xiao Yan roared, really crazy, blood and tears spread across Cang Mu's face, and the blue veins exposed on his forehead covered the wrinkled skin.

"So what if you kill me, they will never come back." Yin smiled like a pervert, unscrupulous, as if the more Xiao Yan roared and furious, the more excited he became.

"Kill." Xiao Yan put a force on his hand and strangled Yin Chong to death. This was not the end. Yin Chong's already broken soul was torn into pieces one by one by one.

The night, due to the heavy death, turned into silence, leaving only a devastated world.

After killing Yin Chong, Xiao Yan knelt there weakly, his old eyes were turbid, and only blood and tears were there.

The breeze blew, and his black hair turned into silver threads, his old body was hunched over, and his whole body was as vicissitudes of life, like a soulless walking corpse.

Behind him, Ye Chen sighed secretly, understanding Xiao Yan's state of mind, his wife was humiliated, his child was refined as a pill, and he lived for hundreds of years, and hatred was supporting him.

Now that he has to take revenge, he has lost his spiritual pillar. Hundreds of years of hatred have consumed all his energy. Without his goal, the road ahead will be like darkness and no light.

Suddenly, Ye Chen gently brushed his hand, untied his ban, and then slowly turned around, not asking him for the secret technique of changing the sky and the earth. He really couldn't bear it so miserable.

However, before he could step into the void sky, a wisp of spiritual consciousness floated into his divine sea. It was a huge mysterious artistic conception, and it was the most supreme secret method that moved the sky and the earth.

Ye Chen was stunned, and subconsciously turned around and looked at Xiao Yan, but he wanted to speak but didn't say anything.

"Thank you." Xiao Yan stood up with his back to Ye Chen, his voice was old and hoarse. He walked with his old steps, hunched over Cang Mu's old body, and walked step by step towards the distance.

His back was bleak and lonely, and every strand of silver hair was filled with the sadness of vicissitudes.

Ye Chen sighed again, turned around silently, entered Xutian, and disappeared like the fairy light.

This world is still so peaceful, until a long time later, two or three figures stepped foot. When they saw the devastated place, they were all surprised. It is not difficult to imagine that there was a war before.

On this side, Ye Chen was already hundreds of thousands of miles away, and was secretly pursuing the secret method of changing the sky and changing the earth. His mind and mind were once escaping and almost fell into Xutian.

The artistic conception of changing the sky and earth given by Xiao Yan is not complete, and can only be understood and difficult to express. However, this is enough for Ye Chen, and it is only a matter of time to understand it thoroughly.
Chapter completed!