Banished Disciple’s Counterattack

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About half a day later, Ye Chen and others fell into an ancient star, huddled among mountains.

As for Mo Qin, he is still strolling in the stars.

Chasing and chasing, the figure disappeared, looking for no results, shook his head several times, went to the direction of Xuanhuang, and there is a big deal waiting for him? In his opinion, the scrolls of the ancient ancient Eucharist should be very popular in the monks' sacred places. Once it is on sale, it will surely swept the barren continent, and the tenth emperor of Dachu will surely be fired. Tianwan domain.

Deep in the mountains, Huajian Xin has released Huajian as appropriate.

Ye Chen stepped forward, put a finger on Huajian and brows his heart to play the power of heaven to capture his destiny. Huajian Xin and Ji Ningshuang looked silently, but saw Ye Chen talking, but saw Ye Chen's brows frown, The deeper you do n’t have to ask, you will know that the state of Huajian discretion is extremely bad. It is not a bad injury, but a bad life style.

Half a quarter of an hour before Ye Chen closed his hand, his brows froze.

"How." Ji Ningshuang could not help asking.

"Seal!" Ye Chen shook his head with a sigh. "I can't do anything about him in this state. I need to wait for the king to return, and I need to find the God of Creation and help him change his life."

"Seal? Isn't it more disturbing to the Master?" Hua Jianxin said pale.

"This matter is helpless, the seal is better than shaking outside." Ye Chen indifferent.

Hua Jianxin didn't say any more, but finally cast a spell and blessed the seal.

Ye Chen was also silent. He sat down looking for a stone, and buried his eyes, thinking about the meditation method. Although he played the role of heaven, he could change his life against the sky, but he knew nothing about it, even the king of the world was quite struggling, let alone that He, moreover, lacks the power of Lin Xing's creation.

He sat there for two or three days without moving his silk, like a statue.

Neither Huajianxin nor Ji Ningshuang remained disturbed. Even Ye Ling and Tang Sanshao remained quiet. Although I do n’t know who Huajian was, they were the emperors of the heavens. If they were buried in robbers, then It is a huge loss. If the Emperor Honghuang was unhappy, it would not hurt him.

"It's stronger than it was then." Hua Jian murmured and looked at Ye Chen with dread. "The pressure he puts on me is more than you, not from the blood of the Eucharist, but from the Tao."

Ji Ningshuang smiled and felt the same. Ye Chen's one-hundred-year-old transformation of the world is not a waste of life. Although the ordinary avenues of epiphany are ordinary, they are restrained.

"I said daughter-in-law, Laozhangren won't fall asleep!" Tang Sanshao choked at Dingkou.

"Who is your daughter-in-law, get out."

"Look, I'm sorry."

"You're a dead black fat man." Ye Ling stepped forward with his sleeves, grabbed Tang Sanshao's one leg, and choked up, and then slammed it on the ground. Low, pitted me that year, but my aunt and grandmother haven't extinguished the fire? I'll kill you. "

The banging sound was endless, and the fat man was smashed into a slap.

Yang Xuan and others were hiding away. Every time Ye Ling fell, they took care of their livers and threw them away. If they did, they would be slagged.

Ji Ningshuang glanced at Ding Zhong and couldn't help shaking his head and smiling.

Really, Tiger's father has no dogs and daughters.

If you want to say Ye Ling, she is really talented. Ye Chenkeng's abducting ability is not bad. She hasn't even pulled down this smashing ability. Imagine the three big comparisons of that year, her disciples of Zhengyang I don't know how many people have been broken by Ye Chen, but most of the people who have been fallen by him still have shadows, which is more domineering than supernatural powers and secret methods.

Quietly, night fell.

Ye Chen finally woke up from meditation, but in the light of Huajian's heart's eyes, he shook his head helplessly, struggling to disrupt him, but he couldn't do it.

Hua Jianxin nibbled her lips, which may be the life of her master.

Ye Chen and Ji Ningshuang didn't relax, but at the same time got up and looked up at the sky.

But in the midst of nothingness, a pagoda was lowered. It was huge like a mountain, dazzling with golden light, engraved with ancient divine patterns, a dazzling ray of divine light, intertwined with the Tao, and the rolling heaven and earth buzzed. The creatures in the stars, whether they are humans or monsters, are all pulled into them, and the screams of people and the mournful sounds of the beasts are very harsh.

It was a quasi-emperorial weapon, and there was a flood of desolation. Needless to say, the quasi-emperor of the Honghuang tribe belonged to the soul, and it was necessary to use the blood of the soul to sacrifice the destiny.

Ye Chen lengheng, one step to the sky, three or five stride to kill nothing, kicked in the past.

The sound of pounds is so clear, and the emperor-level golden pagoda can't withstand the attack of the ancient holy body. He turned over from the void, listened carefully, and heard the muffled humming spreading himself, most of which was his life. The device was attacked and affected the owner hidden in the dark.

"Little King, how dare you deceive me?" The rage sounded, like a thunder, tremor Jiuxiao, the owner of the pagoda appeared, but an old man, fierce robes, raging wildness, red eyes, red eyes The violent light is displayed, and the side of it is accompanied by a vision of destruction. It seems to be looming. The terrible Jundiwei spreads all over the world, and the mountain is crushed and collapsed.

"Ye." Ye Chen glanced at it and saw the counterpart's true appearance, but it was a dreadful, non-ordinary quasi-perfect emperor. Seeing his cultivation as a momentum, he was probably ranked as the eighth most quasi-perfect emperor.

"Good pure blood." Wu You laughed, licked the scarlet tongue, Sen Bai's teeth were exposed, blood was full of Sen Guang, and she wanted to penetrate Ye Chen's origin. However, Ye Chen had mysterious power to cover it. Rao was him. It is difficult to break easily, all I know is that Ye Chen's blood is extremely majestic.

"It's disgusting to laugh." Ye Chen poked his lips and faced Yae Quasi Emperor with no fear. Today, he is not the little saint king of the past. There are two quasi-empire soldiers who can bless the combat power. In World War I, it really wasn't working.

"There are actually two emperor soldiers. No wonder you dare to move your own weapon." Xun Yin smiled, her mouth slightly tilted, her old eyes were poisonous. You can see the mystery in Ye Chen's body, all of which are blessings.

"No bullshit, get out and be singled out." Ye Chen yelled, like a golden godman, shot into the starry sky. This is a living ancient star, but I don't want to affect innocent people.

"Depending on you?" Sneered, sweeping the famine, and chased out.

Below, Ji Ningshuang disappeared in an instant, the potential space, chased the two out, Ye Chen's singled out, not really singled out, it was a group fight, she still understood.

Ye Chen flew along all the way to a dead star field, and then he became the shape, which affected the quasi-empire soldier, a guardian holy body, a guarding the sea of ​​Shen, the fighting force rose, and reached the peak.

"With the aid of the emperor, you are still a cricket ant." 饕餮 Then came, and the sound of the blast shook the starry sky, covering the sky with a palm, covering Ye Chen, enough to crush the Holy Saint instantly.

"Your cowhide blows, you really take your heart." Ye Chen sneered, rushed up against the air, clenched his golden fist, and merged various secret methods. The palm evolved the doctrine, and there were inscriptions in the palm of his finger, and he was blown away with one punch. After getting that palm print, taking Xiu's cultivation as a surprise, he was also taken aback by half a step.

"Holy Eucharist." Wu Hanmang shot, from this punch, recognized the origin of Ye Chen.

"It's your little master me." Ye Chen scolded, and had already reached the sky, still holding a mace in his hand, black and not slipping, but it was cast by the **** iron, and Ling Tian smashed into his head.

"Stepping through the iron shoes is nowhere to be found. It takes no time." He laughed and summoned the alien golem, which is as huge as the sky and towering like a mountain, his face looks as if he is a demon, holding the battle Ge in one hand, one Holding a shield and huge eyes, violence is blood.

"Is it better than that? We have it, too." Ye Chen yelled, opening the Foreign Minister's body for a while, and his Ling Tian's wand also became huge, looking away, like a stout copper pillar.

And at this moment, the abyss of the outer golem also raised his shield.

All I heard was the pounding sound, the huge mace smashed on the shield, and a layer of extinct halo reached the Quartet. Everywhere I passed, one meteorite and one blown up.

Let's look at the outer image of the grandmother, that is called a miserable, the shield is broken, and the towering body is also bursting. The master Zhunjun Emperor, who is also the master, is also a trance.

"I look down on you." I gritted my teeth and lost the first round. How can I tolerate it.

For a moment, he shook open the mace, stepped out one step, and ascended to the high altitude, he pressed it with one palm, a dark aperture dropped, encircling Ye Chen, and actually unloaded Ye Chen's domineering body.

"You can do it!" Ye Chen froze and flew behind him, quite afraid of the aperture.

"Where to go?" I crossed the Xinghe River, opened my third eyebrow, fired a thunderous thunder, which was attacked by the Yuanshen. The target was the real body, which was the magical power of lore.

Ye Chen was not afraid. The secret method of the Yuanshen attack was not without him. The nine gods reunited in an instant, smashed the thunder, rushed up, and said nothing, but it was a good thing.

Leng Lengheng, with one palm, shakes mace a second time.

"It's an extraordinary quasi-perfect emperor!" Ye Chen stabilized his body, shook his palm fiercely, and was shaken with numbness. Even the mace cast by Shentie was cracked by snapping.

"The ants are ants, after all." He was so imposing that he stepped on a river of blood from Mosha and opened the vision of the Tao. It was a flood of demon soil, no grass was born, all kinds of faint immortals were rampant, and violent cold, he stood among Like a king, overlooking sentient beings.

"Why, scare me?" Ye Chen sneered, and started a vision.

Compared to the flood and demon soil, his chaos world is more mysterious. The mountains, water, grass, and trees in it all have his way, and he realizes the human way. The chaos world is even more extraordinary than that year.

The two visions collided, and the desolate soil collapsed instantly.

He squirted blood and was forced by Ye Chen's chaos world, his head was buzzing, and Lao Tzu seemed to be an emperor! This thumping was suppressed one after another.

Angry, he was really angry, called Thunder, turned into a sea of ​​thunder, and engulfed Ye Chen.

Ye Chen was too lazy to talk nonsense, transformed into a golden dragon, and tossed in Leihai.

Just kidding, I'm not even afraid of disaster, will I be afraid of you, Lei Hai? Just three moments before and after, he leapt out and transformed into a human form, punching in all directions and blasting through the starry sky.

puff!

At first glance, the half of his body was smashed into blood mist, and his body had not stopped. Ye Chen rushed up like a ghost, raising his hand, and manifested in 1981.