Ye An panted slightly, a little cold sweat broke out on his forehead—
The magical sword counterattack sounds simple, but actually getting started is another matter.
A sword knocked back Chen Che and cut off the body of 'Old Chen', but it also drained Ye An's spiritual power dry.
The Dao Xuan Gong was operating again, and the steady stream of spiritual energy was replenished.
However, the negative effects of the vague evil influence on him became more and more obvious.
There is no time to take care of this at the moment.
Ye An breathed a long sigh of relief and his eyes fell on Chen Che who reluctantly stood up.
The Son of Luck, who is still in the novice stage, has made rapid breakthroughs in strength.
In just a short period of time, the other party was almost able to tie with Ye An.
Although the opportunities provided by heaven to Chen Che were extremely rich.
But maybe this must take into account the logic of reality after all, or maybe it was the effect of the Luck Devouring Jade that further restricted Chen Che's trip to Long Aotian.
Otherwise, wouldn't it be easier and simpler for Heaven to directly let Chen Che become a god and destroy the Zhongzhou Temple with his bare hands
"The so-called power of the stars...is this it?"
Ye An slowly raised the sword, pointing directly at Chen Che's eyebrows.
As for the Xinghong Sword in his hand, cracks have actually spread on the sword after a lot of magic.
"I have worked hard to cultivate the power of the stars for decades, and the last ray of soul of my respected master..."
Chen Che was shocked by that magical technique and felt uncomfortable.
I just felt that the power of the stars in my body was so chaotic that I almost fell into a trap and was corroded by the evil energy around me.
His body was trembling and his expression was terrible.
"However, it was cut off by someone's sword."
"Is this the Zhongzhou Temple that complies with destiny?"
"It simply cuts off decades of efforts of ordinary people..."
Chen Che lowered his head slightly and smiled to himself.
He thought he had some ability to defeat Ye An in this secret realm, but he didn't.
Ye An frowned slightly and said, "Decades?"
"Are you stupid for refining the star ring? Only how much time has passed in the outside world, how can it be tens of years?"
This is Chen Che's golden finger, the kind of space that can delay the passage of time, at work.
It also greatly enhanced his strength and added excuses and reasons in disguise.
He could naturally guess that Chen Che would have such a golden finger, but he didn't expect that the other party would lose his mind and say it directly.
Ye An continued: "What's more..."
"Your so-called star power is just degraded divine power."
"Divine power is given by heaven and has the ability to manipulate the laws of the plane."
"From a certain point of view, you are simply a proud man who complies with destiny, but you are so humble and hypocritical that you call yourself an ordinary person, which is a bit fake."
What he looks down on is that those with vested interests have already made a lot of money, but they always call themselves ordinary people to disgust real ordinary people.
Chen Che stood on the edge of the storm, and with the gift of heaven, his strength increased rapidly, but he always thought that it was his own efforts as an ordinary person.
This is... the ultimate Versailles.
Chen Che smiled coldly and said, "The altar said so too... But, what qualifications do you have to criticize me?"
"Am I going to die in your hands?"
Ye An frowned slightly.
Although he was curious about the so-called 'altar', the crisis was so close at hand that he still didn't know what Chen Che was going to do.
Just a slight glance, the corner of his eyes was on the ring altar in the distance.
"But actually, you don't dare to kill me."
Chen Che breathed a long sigh of relief and said: "The altar told me many things, and at the same time, it also appointed me as the person in charge of this enchantment."
"Qingxue has left, and here... you and I are the only two left."
Ye An said in a deep voice: "So?"
Chen Che was not afraid of death and said calmly: "So, once you kill me and the secret realm is closed, you will be trapped in the ruins of the ancient country forever."
"The passage out of the secret realm will soon be closed. By then, the evil energy in the sky will corrode your body."
Chen Che paused for a moment and said word by word:
"Either leave alive or die here, Holy Son of Zhongzhou Temple—you have no choice."
Ye An looked surprised.
Immediately, his expression quickly returned to calmness, and the hand holding the sword remained steady.
"That's great."
Ye An said: "You don't think you are the only one with a golden finger, do you?"
Chen Che was slightly startled, "What?"
The words fell—
Then a sound was heard breaking through the air, a bit of cold light had arrived, and sharp sword energy burst out.
call out!
There was a sound, and blood was scattered.
Chen Che was caught off guard, his pupils narrowed rapidly, and his face was filled with unspeakable surprise.
He lowered his head slightly and took a closer look.
The severed arm that had been condensed with the power of the stars before was actually cut off again.
Blood spurts.
Chen Che choked on his steps and took a few steps back, holding his bloody broken arm and roaring in pain.
He originally thought that this deterrent situation would be able to contain Ye An very well, so that he would be able to win the final victory no matter how big the level gap was, without having to challenge him beyond the next level.
But intense pain surged into his consciousness, causing him to nearly collapse.
How could I have imagined that Ye An would move the sword without any explanation.
"It really hurts."
Ye An frowned slightly and couldn't help but curse.
Perhaps the sword blade that struck Chen Che had turned into a divine punishment and fell on Qi Xi.
But killing is not the answer, and not killing is also not the answer—
So the final situation was as usual, cutting off Chen Che's cultivation.
"You want to die with me?"
Chen Che gritted his teeth and then laughed.
"We monks, why should we fear death?"
"Come on!"
If he dies, there will be secret skills and opportunities to help him reincarnate. Then he will change his name and appearance, and it will be a new beginning, and the problem will be more difficult.
"Come? Come when you say you will come? Do you want to die if you want?"
Ye An said coldly, then waved his sword -
Cut off Chen Che's other arm again.
Instead of ending Chen Che cleanly, he used it as torture.
Chen Che's eyes were scarlet and he screamed in pain.
"With no skills at all, Huahua Dabi just tricked his harem and teammates into joining."
"Again, a vengeance must be repaid, and a trivial matter requires an agreement with three palms...!"
call out!
Use the sharp Xinghong sword to cut off the spiritual veins of this son of fate.
The power of the stars condensed in the opponent's body also spreads quickly like smoke.
Chen Che, who had been extremely proud before, was now dripping with blood and covered with sword wounds.
He gritted his teeth, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and screamed in pain.
In fact, in this situation, he just wanted to die.
But this is really difficult to do.
"I satirize other people's opportunities, but I ended up being the heaviest pig standing in the spotlight."
"He goes against the will of heaven at every turn. In the end, even the act of 'defying the will of heaven' was arranged by heaven..."
The sword energy poured out like a violent storm, piercing through every vital part of his spiritual veins and even breaking his hamstrings.
With the last scream of pain, Chen Che finally found it difficult to stand, and his body limply fell to the ground with a pale face.
This is inhumane, and the method is very consistent with the standards of a villain, especially when the opponent is a son of luck with the aura of the protagonist.
Ye An looked pale and did not feel any pain or pity for Chen Che. He had already seen the long punishment of heaven on Qi Xi.
"what are you saying… ?"
Chen Che gritted his teeth, even though his body was dripping with blood, he tried his best not to scream, "Kill me...!"
"It's a beautiful thought."
Blood was also splashed on Ye An's body and face.
Ye An stood the sword upright on the ground, breathed a long sigh of relief, and then his consciousness moved.
"For you, killing you will give you a chance to escape, even if your soul is gone. Chen Che, I guess you must have been reincarnated. Maybe you can be reborn a second time."
"But if a mark is planted in the consciousness, it may be difficult to say."
Chen Che's calm expression quickly turned into panic.
"Divine Consciousness Brand?"
He was stunned for a moment, and then shouted loudly and anxiously: "This is the forbidden technique set by your temple! It is the law set by your Majesty the Empress!"
"As the Holy Son of the Temple, are you planning to violate..."
Chen Che hasn't finished speaking yet.
Then Ye An drew his sword again.
call out!
Another sword thrust, and blood spurted out, causing Chen Che to scream in pain, and the words he wanted to say before were swallowed hard.
"The rules set by Her Majesty the Empress? Her Majesty the Empress?"
Ye An slowly squatted down and grabbed Chen Che's hair.
Immediately, his index finger touched the center of Chen Che's eyebrows.
Divine consciousness emerged, using the index finger and the center of the eyebrow as a bridge, and rushed into Chen Che's sea of spiritual consciousness.
The reason why Divine Consciousness Brand is a forbidden technique is that it causes great harm to the person being casted.
It also has quite strong negative effects on the practitioner.
Following the prohibition rules issued by the temple, temple personnel from all over the mainland patrolled around, and it took a long time to completely ban the technique of divine branding.
But now, Ye An, as the Holy Son, has to personally violate this rule set by Qi Xi.
At this moment, I am in the secret realm of the Silent Sea, isolated from the world.
Even if the people in the temple outside had sharp eyes and sharp spiritual consciousness, they would never be able to detect Ye An's forbidden technique.
"Would you still consider Her Majesty the Empress?"
"If I don't think of any other way, I'm afraid that in three or four years, Her Majesty the Empress will be killed by you, and the Zhongzhou Temple will be demolished by you."
The words fell.
Ye Anxin thought, and his consciousness slowly outlined the brand pattern in Chen Che's consciousness.
This process will take a long time, and the load on Ye An will be very heavy -
The 'pen and ink' used to plant the branding pattern was Ye An's own spiritual consciousness. Neither aura, evil energy nor divine power could do it.
At that time, Chen Che screamed in pain again, and his consciousness seemed to be torn apart and it was unbearable.
If this continues, there is no doubt that even if Chen Che does not die, it will take a very long time to ease the mark.
It requires countless interlocking opportunities and foreshadowing to lead to a certain hermit master who can remove the imprint of his spiritual consciousness.
After all, planting the mark of spiritual consciousness is already very difficult, and completely erasing it is even more impossible and difficult to achieve.
But obviously.
Heaven cannot allow time to continue like this.
A crack suddenly appeared in the dim and silent starry sky.
A beam of golden light casts down through the crack like the morning sun.
Crunch…!
The strange sound in the secret realm alarmed Ye An and Chen Che.
Ye An suddenly turned his eyes and slowly raised his head.
But I heard a loud noise—
boom!
The bright golden light is projected down from the sky, and the divine power in the sky corrodes the surrounding evil spirits like a tide.
A delicate figure dressed in white floated calmly outside the barrier.
She held the golden holy spear in her hand and looked down calmly from a high position.
That person is... Qi Xi.
Ye An thought that God might give another opportunity to help Chen Che escape—
For example, the sudden appearance of the Yang Kang Dragon Fish, the mysterious altar, or even Mu Qingxue's return... there are countless possibilities.
So he was fully prepared in the process of planting the brand of divine consciousness.
But he didn't expect...
This time.
It was Her Majesty the Empress who came in person.