Banished Disciple’s Counterattack

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The golden light of the Golden God Mirror shimmered, emitting a piece of bright light, and fell on the dead body.

In Ding Zhong, Ye Chen and Yan Long stood on their feet and held their breaths. They were not sure whether the mirror could shine or not. Everything was just a temptation. If it was successful, it would be a happy event.

To their gratification, the mirror of the **** did not have any abnormal shape, and slowly absorbed the light of the god.

However, the three holy kings who were standing beside the teleportation array frowned slightly, only because they felt a ray of death gas in the dead body, not belonging to the living, but more like dead.

Wait, how long will it take! Ye Chen snorted coldly through Yinming's mouth.

The three holy kings did not answer, and finally glanced at Yin Yin, and opened a teleportation array.

Yin Yin will step into it one step, although the pace is a bit stiff, but it is robust and strong.

The teleportation array was opened, the power of space flew, and the deadly ghost disappeared into the array instantly.

The three holy kings still frowned. They always felt that there was something wrong, but they could n’t say anything. They knew that the dead would be weird. There was no living breath, but they could talk and the aura was strong.

In the space passage, Yin Yin will stand upright, like a javelin, where the pestle is motionless, and Xu is so cold that the people in the passage dare not approach him.

"Come on, two cups." In Da Ding, Ye Chen has turned out and took out the jug, and handed it to Yan Long. The goods are sentimental, and they haven't forgotten to get two dishes.

"The god's mirror can't shine, we can go out of the southern region all the way." Yan Long laughed loudly, but he was in a good mood, rolled up his sleeves, and blasted, the thief was natural.

"Be careful sailing the ship for ten thousand years. Slow down as long as there is no leak." Ye Chen smiled, brushed Yan Long with his palm, took a ray of blood, and merged it into the dead of death. "After all, death Things, lend your life to your blood to avoid suspicion. "

"What do you mean! Come, come again." Yan Long immediately stretched out his stout arm.

"Well, then?" Ye Chen was not polite. He grabbed his hands and shot a ball.

This is really only the blood of Yan Long, because his blood has the Eucharist breath. If it is captured by the divine mirror, it will be peeped out. It will be a nonsense thing.

Naturally, in the blood of Yanlong, there were the blood of Jinwu and Xunpeng, which were stripped out by Ye Chen. At this very time, everything needs to be cautious. He is indeed cautious.

More Yan Long's blood was incorporated, and Yin Yin's death will be masked a lot, and there is a lot of living breath, which makes the people in the channel very surprised, looking at Yin Yin's death.

At this moment, Ye Chen was relieved, holding the hip flask, and holding the imperial shards he had previously bought, blending with the imperial urn in his hand, scattering an unusual breath.

Of course, the Emperor is still incomplete, missing a piece, about the size of a little finger.

"In your estimation, how long will it take for Da Chu to return." Seeing Ye Chen watching the Emperor's Concubine intently, Yan Long couldn't help asking, "Honestly, I'm really homesick."

"At least a hundred years." Ye Chen took the emperor's sister-in-law, looked at him, and smiled tiredly.

"I don't know if my comrades are okay." Yan Long held the hip flask and raised his head and looked up. It seemed that he could see the beautiful mountains and rivers across the ancient sky, which was his hometown.

In a word, both of them fell into silence. Just in Dading, you drank a pot of me and a pot, looking back at the past years, remembering the precious memories that are more precious than life.

The invasion of the devil filled Dahao mountains and rivers with blood, and also caused countless lives to bury themselves in the catastrophe. The blood path piled up by the ninety million monks of Chu was worthy of being born and believing.

I do n’t know when they saw the two men use their powers to dissolve the drunkenness, only because the passage has come to an end.

Reappearance is another new ancient city. It is almost dawn, and the ancient city is very prosperous.

Ye Chen glanced through the eyes of the dying generals, and found that there were many strong men hidden in the dark. There were many holy kings and great saints, including Jinwu people, Kunpeng people, and Baqi snakes.

Ye Chen spread out the map and continued to mark it with a pen. He pulled out the shortest road out of the southern region. If there is no accident, you can go out through this route in 10 days.

He did not immediately go to the teleportation center in the city center, but turned to a shop.

"What are you doing, and still shopping around?" Yan Long couldn't help but interject.

"Just in case, buy some teleporters." Ye Chen replied at will. "If something goes wrong, you can also use the teleporters to set up a way of life, which won't waste much time."

"The transmission arrays are all disposable, and they are discarded when they are used up, and the poor transmission distance is always used to escape. Ten transmission domain stations may not be equal to one transmission array. Use this method to make a way out. How much teleportation is this? "

"A sufficient number of teleportation platforms are perfectly fine," Ye Chen laughed. "Sweeping all the way, this teleportation platform has also robbed a lot, but it is still a lot worse."

"What do you want, Taoist friends?" Outside, the shop owner has greeted him with a smile on his face. This is a middle-aged monk whose cultivation is a saint.

"There may be a teleportation platform." Yin Ming died a faint voice, directly explaining the intention.

"I have it," laughed the middle-aged monk. "Low-level, intermediate-level, and high-level ones are available. The lower-level ones can transmit 50,000 miles and sell for 500,000 yuan of source stones. ; High-grade 150,000 miles, the price is 1.5 million, which Taoist wants. "

"How much, how much." Yin Ming dulled his words, and his expression remained unchanged.

"How much, how much?" The middle-aged monk froze for a moment, thinking it was wrong, and tentatively looked at Yin Ming. "So many teleportation platforms are not cheap."

"It's so much nonsense, how much is how much." Yin Ming will immediately mutter.

The middle-aged monk was a little embarrassed, knowing that the person in front of him was not simple, so he didn't ask much. He turned hurriedly and walked into the inner hall.

"There are only so many in this store," laughed the middle-aged monk. "Two high-level and six middle-level, there are a lot of low-level, there are twenty, a total of 19 million source rocks."

Yinming died without speaking, he handed out the storage bag containing the source stone, took the storage bag of the middle-aged monk, turned around and walked away. It really came fast and went quickly.

The middle-aged monk looked weird. The teleportation platform was a life-saving essential product. It was extremely precious, and it was scrapped once. Most people can't afford it, let alone buy so much.

Yin Ming will have entered the noisy street, listening to the Quartet's discussion, and then entered a shop.

The teleportation platform is indeed precious. Although there are many shops in this city, there are not many teleportation platforms. Even if there are, the number is very limited, and he was swept away by him.

He bought the teleportation platform, and then he came to the center of the city. As he thought, besides the strongman guarding the teleportion, there was also a golden mirror, which scattered the brilliant light.

There were many people waiting in line, Ye Chen and Yan Long were not in a hurry, and they were quietly at the end.

Although the mysterious mirror is not mysterious, it does not reflect the mystery of the dead and dead. It is aimed at the ancient sacred body, whether it is the source of the sacred body, the blood, the Yuanshen, or the fairy eye.

But there is no such thing as Yin Ming, and the anger of many people has not caused doubt.

Ye Chen and Yan Long passed through the pass again, entered the passage, and then scooped out the jug to open.

When he arrived at the new ancient city, Ye Chen began to sweep the teleportation platform again. He continued to do so through the ancient cities, buying teleportation platforms all the way.

This road was fairly safe and did not cause suspicion. This was indeed what the two wanted to see.

They were very happy to send and sweep. Jinwu and Xunpeng were anxious. Ten thousand people have been wanted for three days. It is impossible to catch Ye Chen, even his shadow.

"Will it be those of the Peacock and Saint Ape who have intervened." Jin Wuhuang said coldly.

"The ancient cities around their families are guarded by heavy soldiers. Ye Chen can never avoid it," said Huang Penghuang, "unless he flies away from the ancient city teleportation array."

"For more than 5,000 races, there are strong men searching outside, and everyone is holding a celestial mirror. He can avoid the teleportation of the ancient city, and he can hardly avoid the people who search, unless the peacock king and the sacred ape ancestors Get out and lead the ancient Eucharist to their family. "

"This is very unlikely." The ancient blood goose emperor faintly said, "Every tribe is in self-appointment. The ancestors need to take charge of the self-appointment, but they have no time to care about a Eucharist."

"Or, Ye Chen hid, took away all the breath, and was in a secret location."

"It takes some time to complete the positioning of the Emperor Emperor. Once it is turned on, if he is still in this southern region, he will definitely be unable to escape the tracking of thousands of people. Even if he has great skills, he will not escape this encirclement."