In the underground space boundary, Ye Chen stood like a javelin.

In his eyes, there was a real fairyland, with mountains standing in the clouds and mists, and the deserted forests were lush and lingering in the fairy clouds. The spiritual power was extremely pure, and it was spiritual power that was infinitely close to the origin.

The fairyland is very mysterious, with strange phenomena frequently appearing, and the sound of the Dao Tian is resounding. Every mountain, water, tree and tree here all contain the Dao. The Dao is very ethereal and out of reach.

Ye Chen walked slowly, looking around the four directions as he walked. At the moment of reincarnation, the array patterns were clearly visible, connected together, forming a solid barrier that covered this space boundary.

He understood why he couldn't find the entrance outside, just because the formation patterns were all in the space realm, and there was no entrance outside. If you want to come in, you must attack hard, but the barrier is so domineering that it is difficult to blow away the attack at the level of the Saint King, and even if there are the weapons of the Extreme Emperor to help the battle, it is not enough.

Thinking of this, Ye Chen couldn't help but look at the Chaos Cauldron. It could easily break the barrier. He couldn't figure it out, and he couldn't figure it out even more. Ming Jue and Xiao Chen both came in, so why did they even take it out?

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

The Chaos Cauldron was buzzing and circled around him, as if he was very excited, and as he turned, it ran away.

Seeing this, Ye Chen immediately followed, and the two flew past the mountain.

I don’t know how long it took to see the Chaos Cauldron immobilize in the depths of the mountains.

Ye Chen arrived afterwards, and just now he fell, his eyes bloomed with dazzling light and stared at the front.

There is an altar, extremely ancient

In front of the altar, a stone statue stands.

On the altar, there was an irregularly shaped piece of magic iron hanging, which was so dark that it was as big as a wine jar, and was carved with ancient spell patterns. It was extremely heavy, and the empty space was twisted.

Suddenly, Ye Chen swallowed a mouthful of water secretly, and even his breath was breathing.

It’s not his fault, it’s just that the piece of divine iron hanging on the altar is too precious, it’s the Daluo divine iron.

It is rare in the Iron World of Daluo, and it is a priceless treasure that can be encountered but hard to find.

In the past, he had the opportunity and luck, and he got a piece of Chaos Cauldron, but the piece of Daluo divine iron was pitiful compared to the current piece. It was the first time he saw such a big piece.

"It's been sent." Ye Chen's heart was pounding, and he couldn't wait to step forward.

However, as soon as he approached, the stone statue standing in front of the altar trembled slightly.

Immediately, there was a crack sound, and the head of the stone statue cracked a gap, and then the gap spread like a spider web, spreading all over the body, and stone skin fell off and a person was born.

The man couldn't see his face clearly, but only knew that he was wearing a purple Taoist robe, with a slender body, and his Taoist ecstasy was natural. He could be said to be a fairy-like Taoist priest, with a thread of Taoist circling his body, and there was a heavenly sound chanting.

Ye Chenhuo stopped and stared at him with a slight squint. He could see at a glance that the man in purple robe was not a real person. His limbs, internal organs, extraordinary meridians, and even the sea of ​​gods and sea of ​​dan were all transformed by Tao. This is similar to his Taoist sword.

"I have no intention of disturbing you, so I would like to ask you to atone for your sins." Ye Chen knew very politely and bowed down.

He was very polite, but the man in purple robe transformed from Taoism was a little disgusting. He stepped forward and poked Ye Chen's eyebrows with one finger. It was not a joke, but a killer.

Ye Chen was prepared for a long time, so he got up and fled, and pointed at the purple-robed man, his mind was in awe. That finger was ordinary, and the supreme Tao evolved. Although he had not hit him, his soul was about to split.

He was sure that once he was hit, the soul would be in seconds.

The man in purple robe is like a wind, like a shadow, and has no other magical powers, and is another finger.

Ye Chen frowned slightly and continued to escape.

How wise he could see that the man in purple robe was guarding this piece of Daluo divine iron. If he wanted to take the Daluo divine iron, he had to defeat the man in purple robe. This may be a test. He is qualified to come in. Whether he can take the Daluo divine iron depends on his luck.

Understanding all this, he suddenly calmed down, and the Taoist sword in his hand instantly turned into a wave of his hand and cut out the sword Taoist immortal river.

The man in purple robe did not dodge or dodge, and a palm brushed over, erasing the Jiandao Immortal River. He raised his hand and pointed another finger. He was extremely ordinary, but his power was silent. A blood hole was poked in Ye Chen's chest.

Ye Chen climbed to the sky and fled. During this period, he lowered his eyes and looked at the blood hole in his chest. The wound was lingering in the faint light, which was dissolving his essence, causing the wound to not only heal, but also expanding outward.

In addition, there was a murderous intent that had penetrated into his body, rushing around and destroying him wantonly.

Without thinking too much, he summoned the power of his bloodline, and strongly wiped out the murderous intent. The holy path turned back to heaven, healed the scars, and then opened the domineering body again, and his combat power reached the peak instantly, and he did not dare to be careless.

As he spoke, the man in purple robe arrived again, his hands slashing in the air like a magic knife.

Ye Chen didn't dodge, resisted a palm, and he punched the head of the purple-robed man.

However, what shocked him was that at that moment, the man in purple robe turned into an illusion. His punch penetrated through it, and he didn't hit anything. He didn't say anything, and he was hit by a palm of the man in purple robe. The palm of his front and back almost slashed him, and his ancient holy body was covered in blood.

"The Emperor's Way Piaomiao." Ye Chen vomited blood and retreated, knowing what kind of magical power the purple-robed man used, which was an immortal method of the Emperor's Way. He had seen the Eastern Zhou Dynasty use it, which was combined with space, which could make his body illusory and ignore external attacks, but his own attack was absolutely effective.

"What is the origin and still have a connection with the Great Zhou royal family?" Ye Chen's thoughts flew around. Unexpectedly, the man in the purple robe was also familiar with this secret technique. He was instinctively thinking that the man in the purple robe was related to Song Yu. He was caught off guard by an emperor's piaomiao. He was blessed with a deep foundation, otherwise he would be instantly.

At this moment, the man in purple robe had reached the sky and made a seal with one hand.

Then, there was a vague and nothingness, manifesting a scorching sun and a full moon. The sun and moon shine suddenly, instantly merging, shining all over the world. Anyone who is contaminated will wither.

"The sun and the moon are heavy." Ye Chen's expression changed, and he recognized what secret technique was at a glance. It was the Immortal Art of the God of Sun and the Moon. He had seen its domineering power before. Under the illumination of the sun and the moon, he was absolutely suppressed and his combat power would plummet.

Facts have also proved that he was indeed suppressed, contaminated with the light of the sun and the moon, forced to withdraw from the domineering vision, and his rolling qi and blood were instantly dissolved, and his combat power also decreased instantly.

What's even more scary is still behind. The scorching sun and the full moon coincide, and the man in purple robe moved the sun and the moon were annihilated.

The power to destroy the world all pointed at Ye Chen. As soon as Ye Chen stabilized his body, he was submerged.

"Break it for me." Ye Chen shouted, blessed the Chaos Dao Law, transformed into a golden dragon, and rushed out. The domineering ancient holy body was almost gone, with only the bright muscles and bones left.

However, before this was finished, the man in purple robe moved the secret technique again, causing the heaven and earth to freeze in an instant. Ye Chen, who was in the heaven and earth, was also fixed, and everything in time became still.

"Absolutely still?" Ye Chen was shocked. Although he was stationary, his thoughts were still there. He still remembered Ming Jue's Immortal Art of Emperor Dao. This magical power that defies the heavens is absolutely domineering.

A breeze blew by, and the man in the purple robe had already arrived.

"Open, open it for me." Ye Chen roared in his heart, his eyes covered with blood, and his eyes were dyed scarlet. He had to break through this absolutely static confinement before the purple-robed man arrived.

puff!

Blood splattered, and it was so dazzling that Ye Chen's head was pierced.

Fortunately, he escaped a disaster. Before being killed, he broke through the shackles. The soul escaped from his body. His holy body fell into Xutian, and only the soul escaped from Xutian.

But he still underestimated the purple-robed man. He had just escaped for only a thousand feet, but the purple-robed man arrived instantly. During this period, there was no sign of precursor. He split his soul in half with one palm.

"Flying Thunder God." Ye Chen gritted his teeth and escaped from death again. He ran the holy path to return to heaven in a crazy way, healed the soul, escaped back to the holy body, and did not dare to stay. He used the escape technique to the extreme.

Several sects of Emperor Dao Immortal Techniques almost instantly.

If it weren't for the holy path returning to heaven, he would have been buried at this moment.

The man in purple robe walked step by step in the void, stepping onto the great road every step. Although the distance was only a thousand feet, in Ye Chen's eyes, it was even farther than Meng.

"Who are you?" Ye Chen coughed blood and stared at the purple-robed man. He knew so many imperial immortal techniques, and each sect could be called a great killing technique. The identity of the purple-robed man must be not simple.

The purple-robed man did not respond at all to his question. He stepped down in one step, and a wisp of blue smoke turned into his body. After two steps, a wisp of blue smoke turned into one person. It was exactly the same as the purple-robed man. It was the same as the Taoist rule or the breath.

Ye Chen couldn't breathe a sigh of relief, and he sprayed old blood again. It was obvious that it was one qi transformed into three purities.

A purple-robed man was so terrible, let alone three. He couldn't imagine how many emperor-dominated immortal techniques he knew were. Even his ancient holy body was powerless.
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