The screams of the Son of Songshan's God will be destroyed at some time.

The guy had already knelt down, and a neatly large letter was posted on the battle stage. His body was squirming, and he was still spitting blood from his mouth, and his body was covered in blood.

He had fainted. Before he was knocked out, he looked confused. How could he fight this battle? He was defeated in a daze. There were still many immortal techniques that he could not use before he could use them.

Ye Chen was quite conscious and took the natal weapon of the Son of Songshan and stuffed it into the storage bag. The golden maces cast by special divine iron are the essence of the weapon, and they are priceless.

After doing all this, he sent the Son of Songshan to the battlefield.

The face of the head of Songshan is extremely hard to see. The Fengtian Bao Pagoda was broken, the God's Son was crippled, and the natal magic weapon was taken away. How tragic his Songshan Sect lost in this battle.

"Who can you blame for the pit you dug by yourself?" Bull Demon King said happily, his words were not false at all. He had long seen the head of Songshan Mountain unhappy, so he had to catch up and make a sarcasm.

I have to say that the Bull Demon King expressed his thoughts in all directions.

It was like that! The little stone was sitting there peacefully, and he wanted to find someone to fight. He also wanted to win Ye Chen's Taoist scripture. Now, someone was defeated by someone. He was a good deck of good cards and played a bad game. He was not only lost, but he really lost.

Songshan’s operation is a good explanation, what is the reason why X is not strong but X is instead caused by X.

The head of Songshan covered his chest, and a mouthful of old blood had been brewing for a long time. I didn't know if I should vomit it or swallow it. I planned to seize the Taoist scriptures, which was so embarrassing.

"This little stone is still of some strength."

"It's really a monster. The Fengtian Bao Pagoda in Songshan can even be broken."

"A person who recognizes the master of the Taoist scriptures is indeed extraordinary."

After seeing the head of Songshan, the world looked at the battle platform again, and no one dared to underestimate it anymore. Fighting at the same level, one of the same gods defeated a family of gods. People like him must be crushed by their cultivation.

"But there is still something to fight."

Ye Chen looked at the four sides with a smile, paying special attention to the sons and goddesses of various sects. When he was speaking, he deliberately staggered and forced a mouthful of blood to make everyone in the world think that he had suffered a lot of injuries, so he showed weakness and then caught a big fish and took the bait.

Not to mention, someone really went to the battlefield and was the goddess of Songshan.

Seeing this goddess, all the eyes gathered at the head of Songshan. Needless to say, he instructed him. If the God Son could not do it, he would change the goddess. One was the Taoist Sutra of Huashan and the other was to find a place. The most important thing was that Ye Chen was seriously injured and his combat power was not at its peak. He took advantage of his illness to kill him. It was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. For the Taoist Sutra, he seemed shameless.

The Kunlun True Immortal coughed dryly and looked at the Kunlun Master.

The head of Kunlun stroked his beard and had no intention of stopping it. The five mountains fighting method in this session is destined to be different from previous sessions. If the younger generation wants to fight, they will beat them!

On this side, the Huashan Zhenren and the Huashan Fairy are already paying silence for the goddess of Songshan.

Outsiders don’t understand Ye Chen, so they understand it. They pretend to be quite similar, but in fact they are still at the peak and are taking the bait on fishing. If they continue to fight like this, the sons and goddesses of the other four sects will probably be crippled by one by one. His little stone has this strength.

On the stage, the goddess of Songshan stood up gracefully and didn't want to come up, but the commander's orders were not violated. For the reputation of Songshan and the natal weapon of the Son of God, she had to come on stage.

Ye Chen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth again, and looked at the goddess Songshan, with a little strange look.

If you want to say, this goddess is still very beautiful, but she has a pair of beautiful eyes that look squinting. Since she came on stage, she has looked at him sideways, giving him a feeling of being despised.

So, his eyelids rolled, and his eyes turned squinted, looking at people squint.

Seeing this, the goddess of Huashan couldn't help but cover her mouth and laughed secretly. Xiao Shitou was so funny.

Under the gaze of all directions, the head of Kunlun gave out another immortal light, which was granted the cultivator of the Songshan Goddess. Fight at the same level! Don’t think about cheating, what your son of god is like.

"Will you add the lottery?" Ye Chen breathed a sigh of relief at the iron rod and wiped it with his sleeve.

"My son of God's natal weapon, your Taoist scripture." The goddess of Songshan smiled.

"I have a big appetite, what bet do you use?"

"My natural weapon is also a strange treasure in Songshan." The goddess of Songshan brushed her hand and added a treasure box in her hand, sealed with a seal, and could smell the fragrance of herbs through the gap.

When Ye Chen saw it, a light flashed in his eyes, "Mantuo Immortal Grass."

Not only him, but also the leaders of many major sects.

Including the head of Kunlun and the real person in Huashan, there was a flash of shock in his eyes. He could see what was in the treasure box, which was absolutely a treasure that could not be saved by the flowers of immortals.

"This bet is a bit big."

"The Songshan Master is very courageous, and this kind of fairy grass is also used as a bet."

"In his opinion, perhaps face is more important."

Sighs came one after another, and many people gave Songshan’s heads secretly, saying that Mou Zujin was going to argue with Huashan, and he did not hesitate to use Songshan’s strange treasure as a lottery.

"These two things are enough." The goddess of Songshan smiled whispered, and she was really looking at the Side. She was clearly talking to Ye Chen, but her eyes were looking at the Son of the God of Kunlun.

"It's enough." Ye Chen smiled. The Mantuo Immortal Grass is not an ordinary Immortal Grass. It is a material for refining the Soul Resurrection Pill. The heavens have long disappeared and are irreplaceable.

The goddess of Songshan did not speak, and then closed her eyes slightly after receiving the treasure box.

The next moment, she suddenly opened and closed again, her squinting eyes no longer squinted. The fairy light filled her eyes, and the Taoist radiant, with an irresistible magic that would cause trouble to people's minds.

Ye Chen felt a trance and was dragged into an inexplicable artistic conception.

In other words, it was an illusion. The goddess of Songshan used illusions on him, and the level was quite high, similar to a thought of a flower blooming. She would be hit on the spot without looking at her eyes.

On the battle stage, Ye Chen looked dull, his eyes were empty, and his hands were drooping weakly. Even the iron stick in his hand fell off from his hand, like an emotionless puppet.

On the other hand, a fairy sword had been transformed into the hands of the goddess Songshan, and she walked towards Ye Chen step by step. She was quite confident in her own illusion, and Ye Chen's mind had been dragged into the illusion.

This scene made the world sit up again.

"If you can't break the illusion, you will definitely lose." Taibai said with a hand in mind.

The goddess of Huashan was frowning slightly, and she knew that the magic of the goddess of Songshan was terrifying. Even if she fell into it, she would have to spend a lot of money to escape. She didn't know that Ye Chen would be defeated miserably in the illusion.

Compared to him, the true man in Huashan is still calm and composed. Don’t underestimate the small stones in Huashan. Are you very capable? For example, the demon who recognizes the master of the Taoist scriptures, is the illusion useful to him?

While speaking, the goddess of Songshan had arrived and raised the roaring fairy sword.

At this moment, the head of Songshan held his breath. With the sword falling, his merits were fulfilled. Not only could he win back his natal weapon, the Taoist scriptures, but he could also save his face from Songshan.

Unfortunately, wishes are beautiful, but reality is nonsense.

The goddess of Songshan slashed her sword, but Ye Chen avoided it. Yes, he had already woken up, or he had already woken up. The so-called illusion was useless to him.

"You..." The goddess of Songshan was shocked and hurriedly retreated.

Ye Chen's speed is faster. He condensed his finger and poked his eyebrows, causing his power to destroy. Once he hits the opponent, he will penetrate his soul and divine sea and will be a killing blow.

The goddess of Songshan did not dare to stop and fled all the way.

Ye Chen's finger was only three inches from the center of her eyebrows. Although she had not touched her, the murderous intent on her finger had already broken her eyebrows, and her true body was also tingling. She seemed to have fallen into Jiuyou, her whole body was cold and bone-like, as if she had seen the God of Death waving.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

The two of them were like divine lights and fairy lights, retreating and chasing, crossing the huge battle platform, maintaining a posture all the way. The goddess of Songshan did not dare to slack off. In a moment of trance, she would be killed instantly. If she wanted to survive, she could not stop. Ye Chen's finger was too terrible.

Everyone in the world held their breath, afraid of missing the wonderful moments.

The head of Songshan had already stood up and caught an accident off guard. He didn't know how Ye Chen could break the illusion, but he knew that if Ye Chen hit his finger, he could instantly defeat his goddess.

Under the gaze of everyone, the goddess of Songshan retreated to the edge of the battle platform.

Because the Emperor Dao barrier covers the battle platform, she has no choice but to retreat unless the barrier is broken.

At the same moment, Ye Chen's finger had arrived.

However, when his fingertips were only an inch from the eyebrows of the goddess Songshan, he stopped, and a smile rang out in the goddess Songshan's ears, "Goddess, you lost."

After three or two breaths, the goddess of Songshan came over her mind. Her face was pale and her delicate body was still cold. She really lost. If it weren't for Ye Chen's mercy, she would have lost.

"Defeated." The goddess of Songshan smiled bitterly, brushed her hand and handed over her natal magic weapon and Mantuo Immortal Grass. Then she suddenly turned around and left the battle platform.

The head of Songshan sat on the chair, and his old face was not known to describe it. The son of God was defeated and lost the Fengtian Pagoda and the natal weapon. He sent the goddess to the stage to find a place, but he lost even more simply. The treasure did not win back, but he actually lost two more treasures.

In this battle between the Five Mountains, his Songshan faction was really defeated.

The world is still not satisfied, and too many people have not yet reacted.

This battle was really weird. The goddess of Songshan only made one move, and Xiaoshitou only made one move. The difference is that Ye Chen broke the opponent's illusion, but the goddess of Songshan never avoided Ye Chen's finger. In a battle, the winner was decided in just one move.

The son and goddess of the Songshan Sect are both quite embarrassed. They are all geniuses of the great sect. They are carrying many imperial immortal techniques, but they can't use them even when fighting with Ye Chen.

"But there are still people who want to fight." Ye Chen's words sounded again, covering the body of the goddess of Huashan, with a smile as if it were like a flower, with beautiful eyes flashing, and looking at the sons and goddesses of the great sects.

After saying that, he saw someone appear on stage. The son of Mount Tai fell to the ground and thumped the entire battle stage, buzzing. This was a terrifying son of god, with a vast aura, a majestic qi and blood as majestic as the sea, and a pair of dazzling eyes that showed the terrible Taoist aggregate.

"I bet on your Taoist scriptures." The son of Mount Tai clanged.

"It's easy to say." Ye Chen smiled, hey, caught another big fish.

After saying that, he saw him bleed blood. His mouthful of blood was spurting without any warning. His staggering pace could not be stable. His rosy face turned pale in an instant.

This time, he was not pretending, it was really a problem.

Looking inside his divine body, there was an inexplicable power at work, mysterious and terrifying, causing chaos in his body, running wildly, tearing apart his origin and destroying his essence. It was quite fierce, and he wanted to swallow him, and his divine body was stained with blood.

"The five declines of heaven and man."

The true man of Huashan stood up, and the leader of Kunlun also narrowed his eyes slightly. It was obvious that Ye Chen's form was not injured, but that the five declines of the heavenly beings were coming.
Chapter completed!