Outside the ghost town, it was very lively, with figures next to each other.

There are few people in the ghost town and they also run out to watch the show.

A dark general was crippled, and it sounded fresh. When he ran to see it, he felt a chill all over.

Ye Chen carried the storage bag and returned to the small garden.

He is in a good mood and he will still get his treasures after the fight. If someone asks him for trouble, he doesn't mind doing a few more games.

Even if Yama is in trouble, he is not afraid.

If the older generation insists on interfering in the fight between the younger generation, then he will go to Di Huang to talk. If there is a backstage, we are not afraid.

"It is undeniable that you can pretend to be okay."

As soon as I entered the small garden, I heard the Kui Niu say meaningfully. Although he closed his eyes and focused, he could see clearly.

It really responded to Xuan Huang's words: his old seventh family is lively wherever he goes, so what about the underworld? He is still not timid.

"Low-key." Ye Chen said earnestly, pulled open the storage bag of Feilong Ming General, and was shaken to make two eyes look like stars.

The treasures of the Flying Dragon and the Underworld General are still very pleasing to the eye. There are many dark stones, secret scrolls, underworld tools, and elixirs.

This product has much more storage than Guiquan Mingjiang.

Ye Chen is very sensible and crushes the elixirs to replenish their soul power one by one. At this moment, what Kui Niu needs is soul power.

If he hadn't been concerned about Zhao Yun, he would have pulled out the soul of the Feilong Ming General and refined the power of the soul for Kui Niu to use.

"Lao Qi, is Emperor Huang really in the underworld?" Kui Niu asked.

"Then there is still a falsehood." Ye Chen smiled and kept exuding his soul power. "The world is so big that it is really amazing."

"Whenever I have free time, take me to see the Emperor Huang!" Kui Niu grinned, "Who is the ruthless man who singled out the Emperor Wu!"

"First condense the soul and then talk about it." Ye Chen collected his magical powers, "In the future, there will be time to meet in the ten thousand realms of the heavens and the worlds."

"This relationship is good." Kui Niu smiled even more happily, and had foreseeed a picture: Emperor Huang beat the great clans one by one.

There are not all the heavens, and if you don’t come, you will be able to come. If you can’t afford to offend me, you can also fight the Five Emperors.

As he thought about it, Kuiniu forced himself to suppress his excitement and fell asleep again. The most important thing at the moment is to concentrate.

Ye Chen sacrificed the barrier and enveloped the entire small garden.

Then, he sat cross-legged under the old tree and quietly understood the divine sacred powers of the ancient holy body, and he must be domineering.

The God of Emperor and Desolation, which captures the creation of heaven and fortune, is a variety of artistic conceptions, outlining a vast picture, mysterious and mysterious.

Shenzang is like a big mountain, or a vast sea, and it is like gravel at the foot of the mountain, like a drop in the sea.

All he could see was the tip of the iceberg. If he wanted to open all the divine sacred, he still needed endless years of understanding.

The small garden is in tranquility, with only the real wind blowing.

Outside, Feilongming fainted and brought the person back.

Those who went out to watch the show also came back in groups, each sighing and not fulfilling.

"I've identified that guy, I can't let him enter the gambling arena anymore." A group of gambling arena owners gathered together and muttered.

"I think it's better to forget it. Even the Feilong Ming General was defeated. If he forced himself to break through, can our gang stop him?"

"That's true." The masters of the Taiwan Strait stroked their beards one after another.

Today's battle has been seen as seeing Ye Chen's strength. The gambling arena can no longer be opened, and it will be bankrupt.

"It's really an accident." On the side of Ghost Street, Meng Po walked with a cane. She was the one who was most shocked.

Since that day, how long has passed, the soul of the past has not only condensed the soul, but has also grown to such a terrible level that the Flying Dragon and Ming General was defeated.

"There are so many monsters in the underworld." Meng Po shook her head sighingly, no longer caring about Ye Chen's loss of the position of God.

As she was walking, she couldn't help but stop and looked at a wall quietly. A portrait of a woman was posted on it, which was Chu Ling.

She was the last Naihe Bridge God, and Chu Ling, the Naihe Bridge God, looked like this and couldn't help but feel a little moved.

Sometimes I think about it, it’s great to be outside. I don’t have to stand on the bridge of Naihe or feed people the heart-loving soup.

After living for a long time and seeing too much, she was already tired of the reincarnated person and the tears of drinking Mengpo soup.

The soup that forgets love is boiled with tears, and every drop is precipitated with memory, one after another, back and forth.

Her state of mind was sublimated at this moment, and she advanced while walking, and her saint-level cultivation level, and she gradually advanced to the quasi-saint king.

Everyone who meets the road looks sideways and looks extremely surprised. You can advance when walking. Why don’t we have such good luck?

Meng Po smiled kindly and understood the cause and effect.

Meeting Ye Chen is the cause of disaster and the result of fortune. She should thank Ye Chen for his hundreds of years, and finally took that step.

In the small garden, Ye Chen remained motionless, like an old monk sitting in meditation.

This sitting lasted for nine days, and everything was so calm.

It was not until the tenth day that he saw his holy body tremble, his expression changed subtly, his eyebrows sometimes frowned and sometimes stretched.

At some point, he stood up. Although he closed his eyes, he stepped out of the ghost city and stood above the sky.

A gust of cold wind blew, and there was a stripe between his eyebrows, slowly carved out, gathering into a divine pattern.

Then, a stream of mysterious power flowed out from his body, quickly outlining an illusory figure.

The illusory figure is not small, but is a hundred feet tall.

Its eyebrows are also engraved with divine patterns that are the same as those between Ye Chen's eyebrows.

From a distance, the huge illusory figure stood between heaven and earth like a mountain a hundred feet high.

Ye Chen stood on the chest of the illusory figure.

The illusory figure, like a pair of armor, wrapped around Ye Chen.

Strangely, the facial features, appearance, and even hairstyle of the illusory figure are exactly the same as Ye Chen.

In other words, it is Ye Chen who is enlarged a hundred feet long.

The difference is that Ye Chen has flesh and blood, but it is illusory.

Ye Chen opened his eyes, and the huge figure also opened his eyes.

Ye Chen raised his palm, and the huge figure also raised his palm.

Ye Chen took a step, and so did the huge figure.

To put it bluntly, the huge figure and Ye Chen's actions are synchronized. He will do whatever Ye Chen does.

Even when Ye Chen smiles, it laughs. Ye Chen's hair floats slightly, and its illusory hair floats slightly.

This is one of the ancient holy body and divine treasures, its name is: the domine body.

This divine treasure is an absolute defense. If you want to hurt him, you must first break through the overlord figure wrapped around him.

This divine sect can also be called absolute attack. Ye Chen attacks, and his power is also attacked, and its power is enlarged.

"It's really good." Ye Chen smiled, twisted his neck hard, and the domineering figure smiled, and also twisted his neck.

"If you stand high, you can see far." Ye Chen moved his steps, walking in Xutian, looking around in all directions.

The overlord figure was also walking, just like Ye Chen, looking around in all directions, with huge soles of feet. Every time they fell, they would tremble, thumping, and thumping.

Passing by a towering ancient tree, Ye Chen reached out directly.

Although the ancient tree is big, it is like a grass in front of the domineering figure. With one finger clipping, it is uprooted.

While walking, a sword transformed into Ye Chen's hand.

At the same time, a sword was transformed into the hand of the domineering figure, but it was just illusory, but it was much bigger than the one in Ye Chen's hand, at least twenty or thirty feet.

Ye Chen started to make a fuss and found a spacious sword to dance.

The domineering figure is really synchronized with his movements.

When I looked away, I saw an illusory giant who put the sword dancing and flattened the surrounding mountains without paying attention.

"I...got, my mother, then...what is that."

The little ghosts passing by looked at the place with a confused look on their faces.

Illusion, is that a ghost? But it's too big.

In the middle of the night, I held a huge and illusory sword and waved it around, jumping up and down, making a lot of noise.

More and more people gathered, just like many ghost towns.

Too many people raised their heads and looked at the place in confusion.

"Where is such a big person coming out, it's still illusory."

"Is it a ghost? I've never seen such a big ghost."

"Have you ever discovered that the man... looked familiar."

"Of course I look familiar, exactly the same as the one born in the holy body Ye Chen, but what kind of supernatural power is this? Is it the Dharma image of the heretics?"

"What are you looking at?" Seeing that there were many people, Ye Chen howled.

His voice was so loud that it was like eternal thunder. The space was twisted and collapsed, shaking mountains after mountains.

After saying that, what he did, the overlord figure would do. He howled, and the overlord figure would howled.

If you are so big, you will have a loud voice!

This is the blessing of combat power. His voice is not loud, but the domineering figure has a loud voice! That is a hundred feet tall figure.

The picture is a bit awkward. The big ghost and little ghost king fell down, and there were many generals with their heads buzzing.

"It really surprised me. I only took nine days to open the domineering body." On the top of the Ming Mountain, the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty smiled, "Di Huang, you are the ancient holy lineage, and there are many talents."

"He will be the most amazing ancient holy body, no doubt about it." Di Huang smiled, and the ancestors of the holy body were filled with relief.
Chapter completed!