The screams of the Son of God of Songshan disappeared without knowing when.
The guy was already on his knees, with a large, flat character posted on the battlefield. His body was squirming, blood was spitting out of his mouth, and his body was covered in blood.
He had fainted, and before he was knocked unconscious, he looked confused as to how this battle was fought. He was defeated in a daze, and there were still many immortal spells that he would not be able to use in the future.
Ye Chen was quite conscious. He took the Son of Songshan's natal weapon with a flick of his hand and stuffed it into the storage bag. The gold mace made of special divine iron was the essence of the weapon and had a price but no market.
After doing this, he sent the Songshan Son of God off the battlefield.
The headmaster of Songshan's face was extremely ugly. The Sealing Heaven Pagoda was destroyed, the Son of God was maimed, and the magical weapon of his destiny was taken away. In this battle, his Songshan Sect lost miserably.
"You dug the hole yourself, who can blame you?" the Bull Demon King said cheerfully, without any pretense in his words. He had already noticed that the Headmaster of Songshan was unhappy, so he had to catch him and ridicule him.
It has to be said that the Bull Demon King expressed the thoughts of everyone.
That’s what it is! The little stone was sitting there peacefully, but it wanted to fight with someone, and wanted to win Ye Chen's Taoist scriptures. Now it's better, someone came to counterattack, and it was a good set of cards. It's a mess. Not only did I lose, I really lost a lot.
Songshan's operation is a good explanation of what it means to be raped instead of being raped.
Master Songshan covered his chest, a mouthful of old blood had been brewing for a long time, and he didn't know whether to spit it out or swallow it. He was planning every possible way to seize the Dao Sutra, and it was so embarrassing.
"This little stone still has some strength."
"Really a monster, the Sealing Heaven Pagoda in Songshan Mountain can be broken into pieces."
"Those who recognize the Lord through the Taoist Scriptures will have extraordinary results."
After looking at the headmaster of Songshan, everyone looked at the battle stage again. No one dared to look down upon him anymore. He fought at the same level and defeated a family of gods. A person like him had to be crushed by cultivation.
"But there is still something to fight."
Ye Chen looked around with a smile, paying special attention to the sons and goddesses of various sects. When he spoke, he staggered deliberately and choked out a mouthful of blood, making everyone think that he had been seriously injured to show weakness. , and then catch the big fish.
Don't tell me, someone really went to the battlefield, and she was the goddess of Songshan Mountain.
Seeing this goddess, all eyes from all over the world were focused on the headmaster of Songshan Mountain. Needless to say, it was his instruction. If the son of god failed, he would change the goddess. One was for the Huashan Taoist scriptures, and the other was to find a place. The most important thing was that Ye Chen had already accepted it. He was seriously injured and his combat prowess was not at its peak. Taking advantage of his illness to kill him was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. For the sake of Taoism, he seemed to be shameless.
Kunlun True Immortal coughed dryly and glanced at Master Kunlun.
Headmaster Kunlun stroked his beard and had no intention of stopping it. This year's Five Mountains Fight is destined to be different from previous ones. If the younger generation wants to fight, then let them fight!
Here, Huashan Master and Huashan Fairy are already mourning the Songshan Goddess.
Outsiders don't know Ye Chen, but they know each other well. They pretend to be similar, but in fact they are still at their peak. They are just fishing for bait. If the fight continues like this, the sons and goddesses of the other four sects will most likely be beaten and disabled one by one. , his little stone has this strength.
On the stage, the Goddess of Songshan Mountain stood gracefully. She didn't want to come up, but she couldn't disobey the orders of the headmaster. For the reputation of Songshan Mountain and the birth weapon of the Son of God, she had to come up on the stage.
Ye Chen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth again and looked at the Goddess of Songshan with a strange look.
It must be said that this goddess is very beautiful, but she has a pair of squinting beautiful eyes. After she came on stage, she looked at him squinting, giving him a feeling of being despised.
As a result, his eyelids rolled up and his eyes became squinted, looking at people sideways.
When the goddess of Huashan saw this, she couldn't help covering her mouth and snickering. Little Shitou was so amused.
Under the attention of all parties, the Master of Kunlun sent out another celestial light and granted the title of Songshan Goddess. Let’s fight against each other at the same level! Don't think about cheating, you are just like your god.
"Can you add color?" Ye Chen breathed a sigh of relief at the iron rod and wiped it with his sleeve.
"My Son of God's natal weapon is your Dao Sutra." The Goddess of Songshan said with a smile.
"You have a big appetite, so what's your bet?"
"My natal weapon, plus the rare treasure of Songshan Mountain." The Goddess of Songshan Mountain waved her hands, and there was a treasure box in her hand, which was sealed with a seal. Through the gap, you can smell the fragrance of the medicinal herbs.
When Ye Chen saw it, a flash of light flashed in his eyes, "Mandora Immortal Grass."
Not only him, but also the leaders of many major sects.
Including Master Kunlun and Master Huashan, their eyes flashed with surprise, and they could see what was in the treasure box. It was an absolute unparalleled treasure that could not be cherished more than the fairy flower.
"The stakes are a bit high."
"Headmaster of Songshan is very courageous, and he even uses this kind of fairy grass as a bet."
"In his opinion, maybe face is more important."
There were sighs one after another, and many people secretly gave a thumbs up to the headmaster of Songshan Mountain. This was because Mou Zujin wanted to argue with Huashan, and he did not hesitate to use Songshan's rare treasures as a bonus.
"These two things are enough." The Goddess of Songshan whispered with a smile. She was really squinting. She was obviously talking to Ye Chen, but what she was looking at was the Kunlun God Son.
"Of course that's enough." Ye Chen smiled, that Mandala fairy grass was not an ordinary fairy grass, but the material for refining the Resurrection Pill. It has long been extinct in the world and has no substitute.
The Songshan Goddess said nothing, put away the treasure box, and closed her eyes slightly.
The next moment, she suddenly opened and closed again, her squinting eyes no longer squinted, her eyes were overflowing with fairy light, full of Taoism, and there was an irresistible magic power that disturbed people's minds.
Ye Chen was in a trance and was dragged into an inexplicable artistic conception.
In other words, it was an illusion. The Goddess of Songshan cast an illusion spell on him, and it was of a very high level. It was similar to a thought of a flower blooming, and he would be tricked on the spot without even looking into her eyes.
On the battlefield, Ye Chen looked dull, his eyes were empty, his hands were hanging down powerlessly, and even the iron rod he held fell from his hands, like an emotionless puppet.
On the other hand, a fairy sword had appeared in the hands of the Songshan Goddess, and she walked towards Ye Chen step by step. She was quite confident in her own illusion skills, and Ye Chen's mind had been dragged into the illusion.
This scene made everyone sit upright again.
"If you can't break the illusion, you will definitely lose." Taibai said with his hands in his hands.
The beautiful eyebrows of the Goddess of Huashan were slightly frowned. She knew that the illusion of the Goddess of Songshan was terrible. Even if she fell into it, she would have to pay a price to escape. If she didn't know the illusion, Ye Chen would be defeated miserably.
Compared to him, Master Huashan is still calm and calm. Don't underestimate him. He is a small stone in Huashan. How big is his ability? For a monster like this who recognizes his master through Taoist scriptures, how can illusion be useful to him
While he was talking, the Songshan Goddess arrived and raised her clanging sword.
At this moment, Master Songshan held his breath. As long as the sword fell, his merits would be complete. Not only could he win back his natal weapon and Taoist scriptures, but he could also save Songshan's face.
Unfortunately, the wish is beautiful, but the reality is bullshit.
The Goddess of Songshan struck down with her sword, but Ye Chen dodged it. Yes, he was already awake, or in other words, he had already woken up. The so-called illusion was useless to him.
"You..." The Goddess of Songshan turned pale with fright and hurriedly backed away.
Ye Chen's speed was even faster, and he stabbed his eyebrow with a finger of thousands of secrets. The power was devastating. Once it hit the opponent, it would penetrate his soul and sea, which was a decisive blow.
The Songshan goddess did not dare to stop and fled all the way.
Ye Chen's finger was only three inches away from the center of her eyebrows. Although it had not touched her yet, the murderous intention on the finger had already made her eyebrows break open, and the real body of the soul was also stinging. Her whole body seemed to be in a state of trance. It was quiet, and the whole body was cold to the bone, as if I had seen the god of death waving at me.
Whoosh! Whoosh!
The two of them were like divine radiance, like fairy light, retreating and chasing each other across the vast battlefield, maintaining the same posture all the way. The goddess of Songshan did not dare to slack off. She would be killed instantly if she was in a daze for a moment, trying to survive. He couldn't stop, Ye Chen's finger was too scary.
Everyone held their breath for fear of missing the wonderful moment.
The headmaster of Songshan Mountain had already stood up. He was caught off guard by a sudden change. He didn't know how Ye Chen could break the illusion, but he knew that if Ye Chen hit it with one finger, he could kill his goddess instantly.
Under the gaze of everyone, the Goddess of Songshan retreated to the edge of the battle stage.
Because there was an imperial barrier covering the battlefield, she had no way to retreat unless the barrier was broken.
At the same moment, Ye Chen reached with one finger.
However, when his fingertips were only an inch away from Songshan Goddess's eyebrows, he stopped, and only a smile resounded in Songshan Goddess's ears, "Goddess, you lose."
After three or two breaths, the Goddess of Songshan came over to Shen'er. Her face was pale and her delicate body was still cold. She had indeed lost. If Ye Chen hadn't shown mercy, she would have died.
"Failed." The Goddess of Songshan gave a wry smile, and with a flick of her hand, she handed over her natal magic weapon and the Mandala jelly grass, then suddenly turned around and left the battlefield.
Headmaster Songshan sat down on the chair, with that old face, I don’t know how to describe it. The Son of God was defeated, he lost the Sealing Heaven Pagoda and the Life Weapon. He sent the Goddess to the stage to find a way, but he was defeated even more simply. He didn’t win back the treasure. Actually lost two more treasures.
In this Wuyue Fight, his Songshan faction was completely defeated.
The world's thoughts are still unfinished, and too many people have not yet reacted.
This battle was really weird. The Songshan Goddess only made one move, and Little Shitou only made one move. The difference was that Ye Chen broke the opponent's illusion, but the Songshan Goddess did not avoid Ye Chen's finger. , a battle, only one move can determine the outcome.
The Son of God and the Goddess of the Songshan Sect are both very embarrassed. They are both the pride of the great sect and possess many imperial and immortal magics. However, they can fight against Ye Chen, but they have no time to use them.
"But there are still people who want to fight." Ye Chen's words rang out again, covering the body of the Huashan Goddess, with a smile as bright as a flower, and beautiful eyes flashing, looking at the gods and goddesses in the sect.
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a person on the stage. He was the Son of God of Mount Tai. He landed with a bang, which shook the whole platform. This was a terrifying Son of God, with overwhelming aura, qi and blood as majestic as the sea, and a pair of dazzling eyes. The eyes play out the terrifying Tao Yun.
"My natal weapon, I'll bet on your Taoist scriptures." The Son of God of Mount Tai said in a sonorous voice.
"Easy to say." Ye Chen smiled, hey, I caught another big fish.
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw blood spurting out without any warning. His staggering steps were unsteady, and his rosy face turned extremely pale in an instant.
This time, he wasn't just pretending, something was really going on.
Looking inside his divine body, there is an inexplicable force at work, mysterious and terrifying, causing chaos in his body, running rampant, tearing apart his origin, destroying his essence, and coming with a fierce force, trying to kill him Swallowed, the divine body was covered in blood.
"Five declines of heaven and man."
Master Huashan stood up in a hurry, and the headmaster of Kunlun stood up together. They all narrowed their eyes slightly, and they could see that Ye Chen's form was not injured, but that he was suffering from the five declines of heaven and man.