Perhaps because of his indulgence, someone came over, but Ye Chen didn't seem to have noticed it. When he went to see it, he was another old acquaintance, which was Fan Tong of the Vermilion Bird Star.

Ye Chen smiled and handed a wine pot casually. Since he was an old friend, he naturally recognized that he had lost everything in the casino in Youdu back then.

Fan Tong is now scary, surrounded by deathly aura, his life is coming to an end, and his life is coming to an end. It is just because his talent is too poor, and it is still at the level of the imperial realm. It is not easy to be able to survive until now.

"Before dying, give me a sample baby."

Fan Tong took the wine pot and took a thunder and lightning. It was a coincidence that he got this thunder and lightning. Although it was only at the level of real thunder, there was still a source of thunder.

"You want to die so soon?"

Ye Chen smiled, and a golden divine light popped up and sank into Fan Tong's body. It was the essence of the original holy body, which instantly merged into Fan Tong's body.

Immediately, Fan Tong's body trembled.

Then, there is a breakthrough immediately.

The imperial realm became a quasi-saint, and Fan Tongcangmu's old body reappeared and revitalized, dispelling the dead energy, full of glory, and the majestic blood surging.

"A few hundred years more lifespan."

"Why, don't you want it?"

"I can only accept the gifts from the Holy Body!"

"It's cool, go there and stay."

Ye Chen raised his hand and sent Fan Tong away in a very friendly way. You sister, you can barely hold it in your face! You should stuff it into the coffin.

Fan Tong stopped after not knowing how far it was.

He stood up in a mess, and Fan Tong shook his head and smiled. After looking at Ye Chen, he turned around and walked away gradually. For some reason, he saw through the world.

"I want that spear."

Here, someone came to send lightning.

He was a bald young man with a majestic body, a heavy breath, and a barbarian atmosphere, but he was not a barbarian. He should have a connection with the barbarians.

The thunder he brought was shining with golden light.

"Take the magic weapon by yourself."

Ye Chen said casually, and took lightning at will. He was not looking at the person who sent the thunder, but his own small world, just because Xing Tian's head opened his eyes again.

The picture that appeared in Xing Tian’s head and eyes was still the land of death, with fog and blood, and it was very dark.
Chapter completed!