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The early morning sun was warm, and the Heng Yue Sect, which seemed like a fairyland, was bustling with activity. The howling of wolves kept coming, and the four bitches Xiong Er, Xie Yun, Situ Nan and Huo Teng were afraid of the world being in chaos. It's true that one screams louder than the other.
Looking from a distance, it was a dark crowd, all looking at one side with wonderful expressions at this moment.
In that direction, Ye Chen was sitting there, still explaining his cultivation experience in an orderly manner. He was really dedicated and what he said was clear and logical.
Whoosh!
Just as the four bitches were howling, a beautiful figure appeared like a ghost, wearing colorful fairy clothes, with divine flowers lingering all over her body. Her whole body was like a blooming lotus, holy and flawless. If you take a closer look, this person is not Chu. Linger
Seeing Chu Linger's arrival, Xiong Er and the others, who were about to howl again, covered their mouths on the spot.
"Very creative!" Chu Ling'er crossed her arms on her chest and looked at Situ Nan and the others with a smile.
Uh hehehe...!
Seeing Chu Ling'er's smiling expression, the four of them laughed dryly, feeling chilled all over their bodies.
Sure enough, in the next second, they were hugging each other. Oh no, to be more precise, they were tied together with a rope. The legendary hug should be this scene.
"You are so creative, uncle, I will send you to the sky for fun." Chu Ling'er was very strong and picked up the four of them, and then Mou kicked them into the sky with all his strength.
Wow... !
The disciples below raised their heads and watched helplessly as the four bitches disappeared from their sight.
"Well...what?" Ye Chen swallowed subconsciously. Although he was blind, he looked up at the sky with his face raised, because he heard that Situ Nan and the others had already gone up to heaven, and they were still falling for a while. Not coming down.
"Look, can you see?" Chu Ling'er had already grabbed his clothes with one hand, and Ye Chen was being carried towards Jade Girl Peak.
The disciples who watched this scene had their mouths twitching. The dignified leader of Hengyue, the holy master of Yanhuang, and the commander-in-chief of the three armies were carried away like a little chicken. The scene was not an ordinary sight. .
However, this nonsense farce did not end when Situ Nan and the others went to heaven and Ye Chen was taken away.
The disciples who were watching were all still there, touching their chins and looking at the sky without exception, just to see if Situ Nan's four bitches would fall down.
"S... Fellow Taoist Situ, you have a great grandson!" On a spiritual mountain, the ancestor of the Xiong family raised his head and looked at Xu Tian like those disciples, and his expression was not as wonderful as usual. .
"You... that little chubby boy of yours is not bad either." On the side, Situ Longshan coughed dryly. Like the ancestor of the Xiong family, he also raised his head, as if he could see the bears in the sky through the misty clouds. Two of them.
"Visual inspection, if they fall from this height, they will fall into a piece of shit." Beside him, Shangguan Xuanjiang raised his head, stroking his beard, with a meaningful look on his face, "It's a good thing that our family has two precious girls."
Hearing this, the ancestors of the Xiong family and Situ Longshan turned their heads and looked up and down at Guan Xuanjiang, "You are so polite here."
Here, Chu Ling'er had already brought Ye Chen back to Jade Girl Peak, and then neatly threw him into the cave stone room specially used for retreat.
"I'm a sick person after all, can you be gentler?" Ye Chen got up in embarrassment, grinning in pain, "Also, I finally found some time to explain my cultivation experience to others, so why don't you bring it back to me like this? I’m very embarrassed.”
boom! boom! Bang!
Chu Ling'er didn't say anything, and placed the two stone tablets and a plaque neatly for Ye Chen. The big characters on them were really eye-catching: Eight hundred and one night, no bargaining, guaranteed.
"What are they?" Ye Chen touched two stone tablets and a plaque, feeling a little confused.
"It's nothing, your good brothers gave it to you, and I brought it back to you." Chu Ling'er took out the small mirror, and while arranging her hair in front of the small mirror, she said casually, "You must like this thing. When you can see it one day, you will realize how wonderful this world is."
"It's so mysterious." Ye Chen couldn't help but curl his lips.
"Can you tell me what happened when you and Ji Ningshuang went out?" Chu Ling'er had already put away the small mirror and looked at Ye Chen intently.
"It's hard to put it into words." Ye Chen shook his head.
"Can I help you with your injury?"
"It must be possible! I really can't do it without you." Ye Chen said with certainty, groping for Chu Ling'er with both hands, and while speaking seriously, he consciously took off Chu Ling'er's clothes, "This injury You have to balance yin and yang, take off all your clothes and let me sleep for one night, and when I wake up tomorrow, I will definitely be alive and kicking."
Looking at Ye Chen's serious face and listening to Ye Chen's words that deserved to be beaten, black lines appeared on Chu Ling'er's cheeks at a speed visible to the naked eye, and sparks slowly bloomed in her beautiful eyes.
Snapped!
Soon, a loud slap spread throughout the cave stone chamber.
Next, Chu Ling'er was seen walking out, and she looked unhappy.
Looking at Ye Chen again, at this moment, there was a large character lying on the ground. His face was completely distorted by shouting, and his big eyes were turned into cross-eyes.
After three or five seconds, he covered his face and got up in embarrassment, "Master Long, according to the usual practice, now you should send a message to ridicule me."
While rubbing his swollen face, Ye Chen muttered.
However, Taixu Ancient Dragon did not send any more messages this time. Because of Ye Chen himself, the last clone he had left in Zhengyang Sect had dissipated, and he had lost contact with Taixu Ancient Dragon.
However, although no words came from Taixu Gulong, the voice of his Xingchen Daoshen sounded, "Boss, I didn't bring you to play like this. I didn't say it last time. This time you will be tortured to death." me!"
"This is an accident." Ye Chen coughed dryly, and could feel that his star body was also implicated and suffered heavy injuries.
"Then can you say hello to me before you get into an accident?" Xingchen Daoshen shouted, "Thankfully I went out for a walk this time. If I were fighting with someone, I would have been beaten to a pulp. .”
"Stop talking nonsense." Ye Chen cursed and changed the subject directly, "I ask you if you have any news about my master."
"No." Ye Xingchen shook his head and asked tentatively, "Boss, are you sure your master is in Beichu?"
"At least she's not in Nanchu." Ye Chen took a deep breath.
"Boss, have you ever thought that you have made such a big noise in Nanchu these days? Even if your master is in Beichu, he should have heard the news long ago. There has been no news after so long. Shouldn't she Would have been..."
"Don't lie, her soul jade medal is intact."
"That's weird." Xingchen Daoshen couldn't help but scratch his head.
"Keep looking! The matter in Southern Chu will be settled in the next few days, and I will go to Northern Chu in person at that time." Ye Chen took a deep breath again, and as he said that, he was going to block the connection with Xingchen Dao Shen.
"Don't worry, I still have something to do."
"If you fart, hurry up."
"I saw that weird person again, the one who took one step ten thousand feet in one step." It flows like a river, but that’s not the point.”
"Then let's get straight to the point." Ye Chen was a little impatient.
"He knows how to fight the sect with ten thousand swords."
"Wanjian Chaozong?" Hearing these four words, Ye Chen couldn't help but frown slightly. This was his own unique skill, and only his Xingchen Dao Shen and Ji Ningshuang knew it in the entire Dachu.
"Are you sure it's Wan Jian Chaozong?" After two or three seconds, Ye Chen asked tentatively.
"I am your Tao Shen, and I know all your magical powers. I will never be mistaken. That is indeed the Wan Jian Chao Zong." The power of each sword in the sword is comparable to that of Ten Thousand Swords, and with this group attack, he killed thousands of strong men from the Sky and Underworld Realm who surrounded him in less than ten seconds."
"Destroyed thousands of powerful men in the Sky and Dark Realm in ten seconds." Hearing this achievement, even Ye Chen's determination couldn't help but be horrified. Not to mention him, even the Sword Emperor couldn't do it. What a tyrannical fighting force this requires!
"Such a powerful person is definitely not an unknown person in Dachu." Ye Chen's eyes became vague and uncertain, "Could it be that there were people before me who had suddenly realized the magical power of Ten Thousand Swords, and their attainments were far above mine."
"Go and get busy!" At some point, Ye Chen finally spoke, "Be honest with me these days, too many ancient and powerful beings are born frequently, and there are not a few who can kill me instantly, so keep a low profile in everything. "
After saying that, he blocked the connection with Xingchen Daoshen.
After three or five seconds, he took a deep breath, closed his eyes slightly, and adjusted his mood to a peaceful state.
Next, he continued to gather the source of the holy body to refine his holy body, and constantly purged the invisible and mysterious power from the body. Then he used the immortal fire to refine the body and the sky thunder to refine the soul.
This was a long process, and his sluggish and fluctuating breath continued to become even and peaceful as time went by.
It wasn't until night fell that his holy body trembled.
At this moment, his mind was involved in a wonderful artistic conception. What he saw was a divine sword inserted between heaven and earth. Like Optimus Prime, it stood upright, penetrated the universe, and created chaos.
"Is it the sword of Emperor Xuanyuan?" Ye Chen murmured, looking up at the sword in confusion. In front of it, he felt extremely small. Even if it was the artistic conception, he was still overwhelmed and breathless. Even if it was In terms of artistic conception, he still dared not look directly at the sword. Although it looked ordinary, it carried the power of destruction.
[Author's digression]: Due to illness, updates have been very unstable these days. Sandao is really sorry. From tomorrow on, normal updates will gradually resume.
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