"Impossible, this is impossible." Looking at that familiar and disgusting face, Ye Chen stepped back.
He couldn't believe that the Phoenix Immortal he killed a hundred years ago was still alive and smiling ferociously.
"It took me a full hundred years to achieve Phoenix Nirvana. It's time to thank you for giving me the incredible fortune." Fengxian stopped and looked at Ye Chen with a smile.
"Phoenix Nirvana." There was a loud click in Ye Chen's old hand, and blood was flowing out between his fist fingers.
Phoenix Nirvana, the supreme immortal method of the Phoenix clan.
He had never thought, nor would he have thought, that Fengxian would take that step between life and death a hundred years ago.
Today, her principles, bloodline, origin, and divine possessions have all transformed, and she is much stronger than she was in the past.
Her terror and power are shocking to the point of horror. Zongbei Sheng may not be her match here.
"I'm glad to see you again. I miss you so much," Fengxian smiled quietly and sat comfortably on the throne, looking down at Ye Chen with a pair of phoenix eyes.
Her smile had a hint of ferocity and a touch of gloom, which made people feel frightened and trembled.
Ye Chen staggered, perhaps because his mood fluctuated so much that the deathly energy lingering throughout his body became stronger.
Fengxian was still alive, which was unexpected and shocking. His calm heart was also in turmoil.
This means that he has not paid off the debt he owes a hundred years ago.
It wasn't until today that he truly understood that she was a person who upheld the destiny of heaven and earth. In critical moments, there would always be someone to save her, and even if she died, she could reach nirvana.
"Aren't you very helpless?" Fengxian held her chin with one hand and smiled playfully, showing her evil face.
Ye Chen was silent, his expression was pale and bloodless.
He was indeed helpless, more helpless than ever before.
At this moment, it doesn't matter if he is allowed to come out. How can he in the Human Yuan Realm fight against the Phoenix Immortal after Nirvana
"Don't worry, there is something even more helpless for you." Fengxian glanced at the Immortal King Crane on the nailed mountain.
"Bitch, you have the guts to fight in a one-on-one fight." Immortal King He cursed.
"Ouch, why are you speaking so harshly?" Fengxian smiled seductively, "You scared people."
"Bah! It's so fucking disgusting to see you."
"Brother Jinwu Emperor, he scolded me, you have to make the decision for the slave family!" Fengxian tilted his head and looked at the second prince of the Golden Crow clan with a look of aggrievedness, smiling coquettishly.
"Don't worry, sister Xian'er, I will definitely make you happy." The second prince of Jinwu smiled, revealing two rows of white teeth and a pair of golden eyes, bloodthirsty and violent.
As he spoke, he bent his bow and nocked an arrow, aimed at the Immortal King Crane, and shot an arrow through the sky like a ray of light.
"Interesting." The other princes and the great sect's sons all smiled and followed suit, drawing their bows and arrows.
The scene was drenched with blood, and killing arrows shot at the Immortal King Crane one after another, like streaks of light.
"Ye Chen, are you heartbroken?" Fengxian's phoenix eyes flickered, and she seemed to be able to see Ye Chen struggling crazily through the mountain. The scene made her crazy with excitement, "You need to know that his death was all because of you. ."
"Old Qi, don't listen to her nonsense. Brother, I am still a good man after eighteen years." Immortal King He roared, his body covered with killing arrows, and his whole body was covered with blood. He was indeed a man of iron bones.
"So talented." The second prince of Jinwu and others sneered, once again drew their bows and arrows, and shot out the divine light.
ah... !
Ye Chen roared angrily, with a pair of turbid eyes that were so red that he was about to bleed. He struggled wildly and the iron chain rattled, but in the end he could not leave the altar.
"What... What's this?" Maybe there was too much movement, which attracted many monks, who couldn't help but be startled when they saw it.
"Oh my God! Is that Phoenix Fairy? Why is it still alive?"
"This is impossible! A hundred years ago, I saw her soul trembled with my own eyes." There were constant surprises.
"It should be the Nirvana of the Phoenix Clan." An older monk had deep eyes and seemed to have seen the clues.
"The one who was nailed should be the Immortal King He from the Southern Territory. Ye Chen's brother is really miserable."
"These beasts are really still lingering! The Holy Body has been suppressed, but they still won't let him go."
"Watching my brother shot to death by an arrow with my own eyes, I don't know how heartbroken the Holy Body must be." Too many people sighed, sad for the Immortal King and also sad for Ye Chen.
Amidst the discussion, the laughter of the Immortal King Crane was annihilated.
Looking from a distance, the Five Fingers Mountain was stained red with his blood. Just looking at it was shocking.
Immortal King Crane died, and his stiff head finally hung down. Before he died, he smiled at Ye Chen.
Ye Chen's body stiffened, and he stared blankly at the bloody Immortal King Crane, his eyes filled with blood and tears.
Outside the mountains, unbridled laughter and perversion are rampant.
"Everyone who has anything to do with him, regardless of monks or mortals, will die." Fengxian left, but the faint laughter resounded through the sky, carrying coldness and supreme majesty.
"This will be a very interesting big hunt." Many princes and great sect god sons also turned around, each of them looking like a demon, smiling horribly.
"It's even worse than in the past!" The monks on all sides lamented, "I don't know how many people were slaughtered."
"With Ye Chen being suppressed this time, it will be difficult to repay the blood debt."
"The Immortal King He died miserably, let's help him collect his body!" a kind-hearted monk whispered.
"Take him down, and you will be nailed up the next moment." All the monks around him glanced at the man.
"Let's go." The older monks turned around first, and the spectators sighed and left in all directions.
Before leaving, they didn't forget to take a look at the bloody Immortal King Crane. Although they couldn't bear it, they didn't dare to intervene. They really couldn't afford to offend those people.
Night came quietly, covered with a touch of blood.
At the bottom of Wuzhi Mountain, Ye Chen sat quietly, like a stone statue, motionless, surrounded by a thick aura of death.
He didn't roar anymore, he was frighteningly quiet, and his dim eyes were filled with muddy tears, which blurred his vision.
The Immortal King Crane was still nailed to the mountain, his body covered with sword rain, and streams of blood dripping out of his body.
Because of his death, many people came to Wuzhishan again, watching from a distance, not daring to get close, and just sighed secretly.
Late at night, six figures came together, none other than the Son of Yuhua, the Son of Cangling, and the Son of Taiqing.
In their hands, they all held a cold iron chain. On the other side of the chain, there was a man with disheveled hair, like a death row prisoner, with disheveled hair and blood all over his body.
"Ye Chen, look, is there anyone from your family?" The six people stopped, each laughed and playfully threw the chained man in front of the mountain.
Ye Chen raised his eyes and saw those people chained up through the mountain. They were all extremely miserable.
He didn't know those people, he had no connection to them.
"Why are we being captured?" The people chained were roaring, bursting into tears, and full of grief.
"No reason." The God of Punishment shrugged casually, "It's just weird, you all are called Ye Chen."
"Ah..." The captured person roared again, full of grief and anger. This is a world where the strong are respected. As the weak, they all deserve to be bullied.
"Noisy." Cangling Divine Son snorted coldly, and immediately swung his sword, and the captured person turned into a blood mist on the spot.
"Hey, we're here early!" Another person came, the Son of the Sun and Moon God. There were quite a few people caught, but they were all monk women, and their clothes were disheveled.
What can be seen is that those women have been humiliated, and tears of humiliation covered their cheeks.
Ye Chen watched quietly. Among the captured women, there was no reincarnation, but they were all miserable.
"They all admire Ye Chen." The Son of Sun and Moon had already fallen and threw the captured woman in front of the mountain.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, that's really sad!" The Son of God of Piaomiao Palace clicked his tongue and smiled sinisterly.
"It would be a pity to kill him." The Yuhua Shenzi twisted his neck in contentment, his eyes filled with evil and evil light.
"It must be very sentimental under the Wuzhi Mountain." The Son of God of the Supreme City had pounced on him like an evil beast.
The other sons of gods are also fierce, each like a wolf, each looking for someone to vent its violent animal desires.
The woman screamed, accompanied by tears of humiliation.
"My sweetheart is inside, scream, keep screaming!"
"Ye Chen, do you still like this picture?"
"Kill me! Come out and kill me! Hahaha."
The seven great sons of gods are all like abnormal mad dogs, both ferocious and ferocious, they are demons in the night.
"Tathagata, is this your mercy?"
At the bottom of the dark mountain, Ye Chen's voice was hoarse, full of sorrow and anger. His anger towards the Buddha came from his soul.