It's a reincarnation!
In the sea of thunder, tears blurred his eyes, but the young man's back was extremely clear.
boom!
In just this moment, the thunder raged, cracking his sacred body, and the sea of thunder rolled, drowning him instantly.
open!
Ye Chen screamed and fought against the thunder, but his face was filled with tears. He could see that the reincarnated person had suffered a great disaster, otherwise he would not be chained in shackles, just like a prisoner going to the execution ground.
However, seeing that the reincarnated person was in such a miserable situation, he had no choice but to do nothing, and he was unable to save him, because he was also a Clay Bodhisattva. He could not save himself when crossing the river. There was a saint watching him outside, and he was in danger of being destroyed at any time, and he could hardly survive. What can I do to save the reincarnated people
This scene should be an excellent irony.
A hundred years ago, on the land of Dachu, in order to fend off the demons, the monks of Dachu nearly wiped out their entire army. Ninety million heroic souls stained the battlefield with blood, guarding the gates of the heavens and all living beings in the world.
But what about a hundred years from now? They used to protect the common people in the world, but one of them was hunted down and the other was dragged to the execution ground.
ah.!
Ye Chen roared, roaring from his soul, directed at the sky and the common people.
boom!
His anger seemed to arouse the wrath of God, who rained down thunder again. The already huge sea of thunder expanded in all directions again, swallowing up pieces of starry sky and annihilating pieces of meteorites.
The silver-robed saint looked gloomy and had to retreat again.
Open it, open it for me!
Ye Chen was still roaring, attacking the fairy eye seal.
He understood that only by breaking the seal of the Immortal Eye could he have hope of survival and save reincarnated people.
boom!
The sea of thunder raged, submerging it again and again, only to be broken through again and again.
Ye Chen's fighting spirit was overwhelming, just like he did a hundred years ago, dragging his broken holy body and rushing up against the sky, destroying the thunder along the way, using his invincible fighting spirit to fight against the ruthless will of the sky.
The silver-robed saint frowned.
Regardless of his identity as a pursuer, he was still amazed by Ye Chen.
However, even so, his eyes were still cold, and he would never let Ye Chen leave alive.
The ancient holy body, the heaven-defying bloodline that rivals the Great Emperor. Once such an existence is allowed to grow, it will definitely be an eternal giant that will make the starry sky tremble. If the Great Emperor does not come out, no one can suppress it.
boom! Boom! Boom!
The Heavenly Tribulation and Thunder Punishments are getting more and more powerful, each one carrying the power of destruction.
Ye Chen, who was going up against the sky, suffered heavy injuries again and again, splitting apart again and again, but also reforming again and again.
However, while being injured, Ye Chen was also in Nirvana. Although the heavenly tribulation was fierce, it was also a good thing to temper the holy body. The most important thing was that under the heavenly tribulation, the seal of the Immortal Wheel Eye had been loosened.
Open it, open it for me!
Ye Chen's eyes were blood red, directing the thunder of divine punishment and the will of God to the Immortal Wheel Eye.
Bo!
There seemed to be such a sound among the billions of thunders.
This sound was nothing to the silver-robed saint, but to Ye Chen, it was full of endless hope.
The Immortal Wheel Eye was unsealed, and the threat of the quasi-emperor Dao Ze was wiped out by the divine punishment of Heavenly Tribulation.
very good!
Ye Chen's eyes were filled with divine light. He reached the sky with one step and went straight to the source of the tribulation. It was still an ethereal cloud of chaos. He attacked with force and held up his hands to the sky, tearing it apart.
Immediately, the thunder was annihilated, the thunder sea collapsed, and the thunder disaster in the starry sky disappeared as the chaotic clouds were torn apart, and Ye Chen's cultivation level was also perfectly stabilized in the quasi-emperor realm.
It's now!
A cold light flashed in the eyes of the silver-robed saint, and he stretched out his big hand, transforming into a magic palm covering thousands of feet of stars.
puff!
Ye Chen, who had just regained his footing, spat out a mouthful of blood and was forced to kneel down.
Ants are ants after all!
The silver-robed saint climbed high into the starry sky, overlooking Ye Chen, just like the king of the world looking down at a humble ant. The saint's pressure was so overwhelming that Ye Chen couldn't move at all.
Ye Chen said nothing, opened the way of heaven, and disappeared in an instant.
Um
The silver-robed saint frowned fiercely. A monk disappeared so suddenly. Not even his saint's consciousness could find any trace of his breath.
However, in the next second, Ye Chen, who had just escaped into the black hole of space, came back, but his form was extremely miserable. The already broken holy body became completely human-like, with blood and bones dripping like a head. He was like a Shura, and looked terrifying, with only half of his head left.
Yes, he met a terrifying existence in the black hole of space. Within a second, the holy body was almost crushed into ashes.
Damn it!
Ye Chen staggered, his eyes were blood red, he did not expect such a change.
The saint's pressure reappeared, forcing him to kneel down and imprisoning him.
What else can you do!
The silver-robed saint's words were gloomy, and Ling Tian pointed out another domineering fairy light, which was approaching Ye Chen's soul.
puff!
The holy blood spattered, and Ye Chen's holy body was pierced on the spot and fell into the starry sky.
The silver-robed saint raised his hand and grabbed Ye Chen in front of him. Ye Chen had no breath and was just a cold corpse.
mission completed!
The silver-robed saint smiled faintly and was about to go back, but after taking a step, he stopped again, looked at Ye Chen's body, and then looked at the starry sky in front of him, with a playful curve at the corner of his mouth.
Three or two seconds later, the silver-robed saint dragged Ye Chen's holy body and disappeared here, but instead of joining the purple-robed saint and the black-robed saint, he headed towards the opposite starry sky.
His purpose is simple, that is to monopolize the victory.
The ancient holy body, what an existence it is, with heaven-defying bloodline, no one has been seen in a hundred thousand years, and it is full of treasures. It is a priceless thing, why should it be shared with the other two.
This devastated starry sky became extremely quiet because of his departure.
I don't know how long it took before monks came to inquire about it, and more than once. After seeing the broken starry sky, they couldn't help but shudder, and they went back to report to their superiors.
This is a world shrouded in clouds and mist, full of strange things, giving people unlimited reverie.
Ye Chen was among them. This world was the Immortal Realm, the consciousness world of the Immortal Wheel Eye. He was not dead yet. The second before he was killed by the silver-robed saint, his soul escaped into this Immortal Realm.
Immortal old man!
Ye Chen raised his eyes and saw the silver-robed saint. His old face was ferocious and terrifying, and his old eyes were full of greed.
I don't know how long it took before I saw the silver-robed saint setting among the ancient stars.
This piece of ancient star is not small, it is larger than the Forgotten Star, but there is no life. It can be said that there is no grass, no signs of life, and everything that comes into view is scorched earth.
The silver-robed saint fell, flew into the deserted mountains, and put down Ye Chen's body.
Then, he took out the ninety-nine formation flags with a flick of his hand, and continued to carve dense formation patterns in all directions. The formation flags pulled each other and formed mysterious hidden formation patterns, for fear of being discovered by others.
After doing this, the silver-robed saint came to Ye Chen.
This guy did not immediately settle in Ye Chen's body. Instead, he took out the alchemy furnace and put Ye Chen's body into it. Then he activated the fire of the soul and wrapped Ye Chen's body. It seemed that he wanted to temper Ye Chen's holy body. , to fix it.
Seeing this scene, Ye Chen, who was just about to return his soul and unleash a big move on the silver-robed saint, suddenly smiled. He naturally wanted someone to temper his body and repair his holy body.
The silver-robed saint didn't know that Ye Chen was still alive, but now he only focused on repairing Ye Chen's body.
This guy is not generally generous. Many elixirs and treasures from heaven and earth were put into the alchemy furnace and were refined into Ye Chen's holy body. Since he wanted to live in the holy body, he was naturally willing to smash the treasures.
Under his training, Ye Chen's holy body recovered rapidly, and the scars healed at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Everything is proceeding in an orderly manner.
In order to strive for perfection, the silver-robed saint spent a lot of money. Ye Chen in the fairy world was speechless when he saw that there were many spiritual treasures that he had never seen before, and each one was a rare treasure.
Thank you very much!
In the Immortal Realm, Ye Chen smiled and pondered, waiting for the silver-robed saint to repair his body, and then went out to give him a surprise.
The sky gradually darkened and night fell.
In the starry sky, Dongyang and Qingyue, as well as the purple-robed saint and the black-robed saint, were all in miserable shapes.
They had stopped fighting. The purple-robed saint and the black-robed saint fled to chase the silver-robed saint. Dongyang and Qingyue were also very fast. Their consciousness spread out along the way, looking for Ye Chen.
However, they searched all the way and called all the way, but they couldn't find the silver-robed saint and Ye Chen.
asshole!
The purple-robed saint was furious and seemed to have thought of a possibility.
asshole!
The black-robed saint also cursed, and the silver-robed saint did not join them. This has proved everything. The man who killed a thousand swords must have captured the ancient holy body and left, hoping to monopolize the victory.
The two men had ferocious faces and murderous intent. They were saints, but they were tricked.
Compared to them, Dongyang and Qingyue also had unlimited killing intent, and they probably thought that Ye Chen had already encountered something unexpected. A quasi-emperor was being chased by a saint, and the chance of surviving was almost zero.
All because of you!
Dongyang was also furious and killed the purple-robed saint.
Damn it!
Fairy Qingyue was also furious and rushed towards the black-robed saint.
Seeing this, the purple-robed saint and the black-robed saint immediately retreated. As a result of the battle, the Ancient Holy Body was taken away. There was still the intention of fighting, and there was no point in continuing the fight. It would only increase the scars.
Where to go!
Master Dongyang and Fairy Qingyue were willing to give up and pursue him with murderous intent.
Do you really want to fight to the death
The purple-robed saint and the black-robed saint shouted angrily.
Fight until death!
Master Dongyang and Fairy Qingyue also shouted angrily, blaming the purple-robed saint and black-robed saint for Ye Chen's death. They really went crazy, and some of them just attacked and attacked again.
The purple-robed saint and the black-robed saint vomited blood, whether they were injured or angry.
In this battle, nothing was gained and nothing was said. It also caused scars all over the body. It offended two crazy saints, and even offended the behemoth of the Tianfu Divine Dynasty. This was a deal that was absolutely worthless.
boom! boom! boom!
In the silent starry sky, war broke out again. The melee between the four saints was so huge. Wherever they passed, the monks on the ancient star did not dare to show their heads. They all used mountain protection barriers for fear of suffering the aftermath.
Looking from a distance, many places in this starry sky have become chaotic places. The four saints have been killed, and it can be said that they are riddled with holes.
(End of chapter)