Ye Chen left without attracting anyone's attention, like a fairy light streaking across the sky.
He still underestimated the Kunpeng clan and actually found a fake one. In such a nonsense situation, he had to take the risk and enter the Kunpeng clan in order to destroy the Kunpeng prince before Kunpeng could declare himself.
Facts have proved that his decision was good. He sent clones to attract the attention of all parties. As his true self, he can do many things, which absolutely no one dares to imagine.
The Kunpeng tribe was such a powerful race. Their ancestors had given birth to great emperors, and they were even protected by quasi-emperors and Ji Dao emperor soldiers. Even quasi-emperors might not dare to sneak in, let alone a saint-level monk like him.
Ye Chen's clones are still counting, people from all over are still watching, and Emperor Kunpeng and others are still pursuing secretly. Everything is going on in a strange way, and no one can figure out the real mystery.
Ye Chen has arrived at an ancient city, stepped into the teleportation array, and headed towards the Kunpeng clan.
In this way, he stepped into dozens of ancient city teleportation arrays, spanning millions of miles before and after, and then stopped in a void, focusing his eyes very closely and looking into the distance.
In the distance, there is a majestic mountain range with nearly 10,000 peaks. Each one is shrouded in clouds and mist, so hazy and mysterious that it is difficult to see the scene inside clearly.
That is the Kunpeng Clan, whose lineup is more powerful than the Peacock Clan, just because their ancestors have the Great Emperor.
He changed his appearance and transformed into a purple-haired young man. He used the identity of the ninth prince of the Kunpeng clan, used Zhou Tian to cover his opportunity, and imitated the bloodline and aura of the ninth prince.
The Ninth Prince of the Kunpeng Tribe was also left here with him. He had caught him while capturing the Jinwu Tribe, just as a precaution. Now he actually had a use for it. As long as the Ninth Prince's Yuan Shen Jade Tablet was not broken, He can use his identity to fish in troubled waters, something he has always done.
Yes, he wants to sneak in in this way, just because the Kunpeng tribe has the ultimate emperor soldiers to suppress the world, the immortal wheel of heaven is suppressed, and there is a quasi-emperor guarding it. It would be strange if he uses the heavenly way to escape without being discovered, thinking After much deliberation, although this method is dangerous, it is very reliable.
After everything was ready, he set off and landed outside Kunpeng Immortal Mountain. As the eighth prince of Kunpeng, he sent a message to the Immortal Mountain, "Open the barrier quickly and let me in."
"The Eighth Prince?" The elder guarding the Immortal Mountain asked in surprise, "Where did the Eighth Prince come from?"
"Where do I go, do I still need to explain to you?" Ye Chen snorted coldly, "Open the barrier quickly."
"My subordinates are talking too much." The elder opened the Kunpeng barrier without thinking.
This guy didn't have any doubts at all, and he didn't check Ye Chen's identity. This was a powerful Kunpeng clan. Unless someone was crazy, no one would pretend to be a prince and come here for excitement.
Ye Chen borrowed this mentality and blended into the Kunpeng clan without any effort.
After entering the Kunpeng Clan, Ye Chen took a glance and saw that the universe inside was changing, and the entire sky was a starry sky. It was evolved by a powerful secret method, and every star was real.
The Kunpeng tribe was more powerful than he imagined. There were as many strong men as there were, many of whom were still self-proclaimed. Secret formations were carved in many places, and many of them carried the aura of annihilation.
The peaks here are scattered, steep and majestic, and there are countless pavilions and pavilions, many of which are suspended in mid-air. It is like a fairy city on earth. It seems very close, but in the clouds and mist, it is farther than a dream.
After glancing around, Ye Chen raised his head slightly and looked into the misty void. He pushed aside the layers of clouds and saw a golden divine sword, which was the ultimate imperial weapon of the Kunpeng clan.
It was a genuine imperial weapon, with the laws of the emperor lingering around, divine light radiating out, and supreme coercion suppressing the world. The space was solidified, and even the energy and blood were suppressed into silence.
Ziji Dao Emperor Bing withdrew his gaze, and he glanced at another place. It was an underground palace deep in the Immortal Mountain. There was a quasi-emperor aura flowing out. Ancestor Kunpeng was inside, but he was in a deep sleep state.
"Ninth Prince?" Seeing Ye Chenchu not moving there, the elder guarding the mountain gate called out tentatively. For some reason, the Ninth Prince gave him a strange feeling.
"Guard your mountain gate." Ye Chen glanced at the elder, his tone still majestic.
After that, he threw up his sleeves and walked away. He walked very arrogantly and had a very domineering momentum. He had searched the soul of the Ninth Prince and he knew the nature of the Ninth Prince. His performance this time was also considered to be a perfect one.
Looking at Ye Chen's leaving figure, the elder guarding the mountain gate couldn't help but curl his lips. It's just because you have a good father, otherwise no one would know who you are and how awesome you are.
Ye Chen didn't know what he was saying. He kept staring at Yichu, which was a mountain peak. In a cave on the top of the mountain, Prince Kunpeng was inside, practicing meditation at the moment.
He could find the location of the emperor's soldiers and the quasi-emperor, and he could also find where Prince Kunpeng was. With his fairy eyes and Zhou Tian, there was nothing to hide from him. These were two awesome tricks.
I’ve met the Ninth Prince! Ye Chen heard this sentence the most along the way. Most of them were disciples from the Kunpeng clan. Even the ordinary elders respectfully saluted him. He was the prince.
"Hey! Are you still alive?" As he was walking, a strange and strange voice suddenly sounded.
Before he finished speaking, he saw a young man in gold robe walking slowly towards him, holding a folding fan in his hand, with a slightly raised corner of his mouth, and a playful smile. He was as virtuous as Prince Kunpeng, and he had a look that made him want to fall in love with him.
Ye Chen didn't turn his head to look, but he knew who it was just by hearing the figure. He was the third prince of the Kunpeng clan, but he was not a concubine, but a direct descendant. He had the same mother as the Kunpeng Crown Prince. Because of this, his status was much nobler than that of a concubine prince. Yes, it's just bad luck, not the prince.
On the surface, the Kunpeng clan is harmonious, but there is also a turbulent undercurrent. There are always some princes who want to kill Prince Kunpeng so that they can sit on the throne and wait until he succeeds to the throne.
The third prince Kunpeng was one of them. He was so obsessed with interests and power that he regarded his compatriot Prince Kunpeng as a thorn in his side. He always wanted to be in power, but it was never his turn.
To say that the third prince Kunpeng is not even close to the prince Kunpeng, even though he is also a saint in cultivation, his talent and bloodline are not enough. Ye Chen can see through it at a glance. This guy has no qualifications to be an emperor. No matter how many people support you, you can't get to the top.
"Brother, you are so excited!" Ye Chen smiled with a smile on his face. In the memory of the Ninth Prince, these three princes oppressed him a lot, so they couldn't give him a good look, nor could they let him know any flaws.
"I heard that you went to practice, why were you not killed?" The third prince smiled quietly, without any concealment in his words, "The prince has so many enemies, why were you not affected?"
"I originally wanted to help Brother Three Emperors rise to power, but I didn't expect Brother Three Emperors to want me to die quickly." Ye Chen sighed, his acting was even more realistic, and his acting skills were much more skillful than before.
His words made the third prince narrow his eyes slightly, "You want to help me ascend to the throne?"
"Brother Three Emperors, don't you want to?" Ye Chen You smiled, "The Presbyterian Council has long been displeased with the prince's indulgence. Now he has made enemies again, causing heavy losses to our Kunpeng clan. There is always the possibility of being deposed. With such a good opportunity, the Three Emperors If the imperial brother is not rare, how can we defeat him?"
"You are a little different today than in the past!" The third prince smiled with deep meaning, but a fiery light flashed across his eyes. Ye Chen's words really touched him.
"Those who know the current affairs are heroes. This is a truth that I have learned through this experience, my brother." Ye Chen smiled and walked away. After that, there were vague words passed back, "Brother Three Emperors, take good care of yourself." Think about it, if you are willing, my dear brother, I will do my best to help you ascend to the throne."
The third prince didn't say anything, his eyes were even brighter, and his head was turned upside down by Ye Chen's deception.
Even though his back was turned, Ye Chen could still feel the fiery light, which was directly ignored by him. If he hadn't happened to meet him, the ghost would have no time to talk nonsense with you. I'm here to kill people.
However, third prince, you may really be able to ascend to the throne, because after today, the prince of the Kunpeng clan will become a pile of ashes, and the prince position will become ownerless. It is possible for any prince.
As he spoke, he had already set foot on the mountain peak where Prince Kunpeng was. It was the exclusive mountain peak for the Kunpeng clan prince. It was indeed luxurious and extravagant, and there were all kinds of exotic flowers and plants along the way.
Ye Chen looked at it with sharp eyes. There were a few flowers and plants, which were indispensable and precious materials for refining the Eight Patterns of the Golden Pill. There was not a single one in the outside world, but there were quite a few on this mountain peak.
If he hadn't been on a mission, he would probably have done a sweep, but unfortunately, he didn't have time this time.
Sorry, the update is late. It's the last day of the May Day holiday. I wanted to have more, but I had no choice but to work overtime and there are only two chapters. To read the latest chapter at 23:25 on May 6, 2018, please follow WeChat ID: rdww444