Banished Disciple’s Counterattack

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The night of Rakshasa is quiet and peaceful.

The son of the plane and the saint are like two javelins, erected on the top of the mountain, staring at nothingness, waiting for people in the black hole to come out. It is embarrassing that for four days, there is no silhouette, even a bird.

"That man, most of them have gone." Xi Chen said meaningfully.

"The inconsistent security has been wiped out." The saint is a look, and he is careful.

The simple dialogue is that these two ruthless people have an urge to scold their mother. What's so good about a black hole, black is not slipping, staying in it, not bored? Wouldn't you come out and walk around? Let me know who you are, at least you will go back afterwards!

Ye Chen could not hear the words of them, and he cared more about the baby than the two.

In the black hole, he didn't know how long he ran before stopping in the deep.

In the distance, there is a palace suspended like a mountain. The copper pillar supporting the palace broke one, causing the palace to collapse to one side, and scattered tiles on the four sides. The so-called treasure is in it.

Ye Chen had a chaotic tripod on his head, and he carried a broken Emperor Sword in his hand, and approached it secretly. In the black space of black space, some people are not unusual, and there are no evil things, but it is the first time I have seen such a palace. There are black holes in the palace.

Until he reached the palace, Ye Chen realized that he was small. The palace was too big. Standing in front of it was like a little grasshopper.

Vaguely, he could see the plaque of the palace, with four large characters engraved on it: Ling Xiao Bao Dian.

The four characters are too magnificent. Only the typeface blends supreme coercion and makes people dare not look directly. It is a kind of spirit and can oppress people's spirit.

It's not hard to imagine that the person with the four-character title is definitely a world-famous person. He can't do it better, or he is a powerful Emperor. Otherwise, how can he feel depression based on his cultivation.

"The Ling Xiao Bao Dian." Ye Chen murmured, searching in memory, and there was no such temple, and it was unheard of. Such a huge palace, he ran away from a black hole in space. This great magical power can turn a palace like a mountain, Moving into a black hole, he thought he couldn't do it.

Closed his eyes from the palace plaque, Ye Chen lifted his foot into the palace.

On his face, he felt the vicissitudes rushed on his face and knocked Ye Chen back half a step.

Once you have stabilized your body, look at the temple again. Four black copper pillars stand tall, carved with ancient totems, supporting the temple, solemn and solemn, and no lack of grandeur.

I don't know why, at first glance at the hall's decorations, Ye Chen didn't think of the Golden Crest Hall of the mortal dynasty. This living is a chapel!

What is different from the Golden Lotus Palace is that this Lingxiao Palace has ancient immortality.

Ye Chen looked up in the direction. At the end of the ninety-nine-story stone ladder, there was a dragon chair carved from white jade, covered with dust and dust. Although there was no one on the dragon chair, it seemed as if a **** was sitting on it, looking down at the wasteland. With the world.

The dragon chair is a symbol. It is like a mortal dynasty. The emperor has not yet come to the court. His courtiers also need to worship the dragon chair.

At the moment, Ye Chen also had such feelings. Looking at the dragon chair, he also had an urge to kneel, which was the coercion from the soul.

broken!

Ye Chen whispered in his heart, clinging to Shentai, not overwhelmed by this situation.

The dragon chair seemed to be magical, and if you looked at it more, you felt uneasy.

"Which palace is this?" Ye Chen went all the way, looking around, walking on this so-called chapel. He is as small as a grasshopper, and he blame only this palace. He is so big.

He wanted some clues, but he didn't leave any trace.

In his opinion, this should be an ancient dynasty. The remains of the dynasty carry the civilization of the first generation and carry on in the same vein. As for which dynasty, he doesn't know yet.

When he reached the center of the hall, he couldn't help but hold his head, subconsciously looked up, and then saw the top, and no longer see the top of the hall, but a starry sky, a real starry sky, the eastern sun hanging, the light shining red, the western moon hanging, moonlight In the twilight world, stars are shining with stars and covered with the dust of time.

At this moment, Ye Chen was stunned, and his mind was stunned again. This temple is really too mysterious. Where is the starry sky above, the bright star is extremely real.

"The starry sky evolved by the secret method." Ye Chen murmured, step by step, soared upwards, going to the end of the starry sky, looking at the sky, there is some chance.

Of course, he looked down on the palace too little, and I didn't know how long it took to fly upwards, maybe a day or two, maybe three or five days, but still couldn't touch the starry sky, and the stars were like The dream is still far away, no matter how high he flies, the distance is not nearly half a minute.

Ye Chen was out of temper, and how he got down was how he flew up.

When he landed again, his expression was sneered. It was the first time he saw such a weird starry sky, not because he was not flying high enough, but because he was restricted by laws. .

"It's really eye-opening." Ye Chen gave the thumbs up to the starry sky.

Hum!

When he groaned, the broken Emperor sword in his hand buzzed inexplicably.

Ye Chen himself was clean, and could not help lowering his eyes, looking at the broken Emperor Sword, he could vaguely feel the confusion of the Emperor Sword Spirit, as if he knew this place.

Unfortunately, the Emperor Sword is incomplete and the Emperor Sword Spirit is also inadequate. Many ancient memories are no longer there. After a buzz, they return to silence.

Ye Chen had a strong interest in it, and it was determined that the broken Emperor Sword and this Lingxiao Palace had some kind of relationship, maybe they were relatives.

"You can revive your memory by doing something like this." Ye Chen touched his chin and groaned secretly. If the broken Emperor Sword restored his complete memory, he would be able to unearth a secret of eternity. At least, he could figure out the origin of this temple.

The broken Emperor Sword was silent, Ye Chen no longer thought about it, and went straight to the end of Chaotang. To be precise, he went straight to the white jade dragon chair. The previous strange fluctuations passed from that dragon chair. It was definitely a treasure.

To study the dragon chair, he had to step over a ninety-nine-story stone ladder.

This stone ladder is not simple. Ye Chen originally wanted to step over, but was surprised to find that it was difficult to walk away from the sky, shrinking into inches, and it had no effect.

"Interesting." Ye Chen couldn't help laughing, it was clear that the desire to sit on a dragon chair was to step on the stone ladder step by step, and only the owner of the dragon chair could step over.

This is a symbol of majesty, the people of the King, difficult to climb Tianbao.

While talking, Ye Chen had stepped on the first stone staircase. I do n’t know where the coercion caused Ye Chen to raise her eyebrows. Then she waited for the second layer, and the coercion increased. After the third layer, the coercion became even worse. In other situations, it looks like the Tongtian Road when there are three big comparisons. The higher the number of floors, the stronger the coercion.

The tenth emperor of Dachu is an unbeliever. Step by step, step by step is heavier than step by step. The sound of thumping through the hall is too coercive, causing his steps to become heavier. .

When he reached the forty-second floor, he stopped for the first time, his face was slightly pale, his coercion was stronger than he thought, and even he felt more strenuous.

Immediately, the blood of his Eucharist burst out, and he went up to the eighteenth floor in one breath.

On the sixtieth floor, he stopped again, his legs were bent, and even the chaotic tripod with his head hanging was humming. The master could not hold the pressure, and it was the same.

Ye Chen gritted his teeth and stretched out the chaos realm to resist coercion.

On the 78th floor, he opened the Foreign Minister's body.

On the eighty-sixth floor, he burned the Holy Blood.

On the ninety-fourth floor, he sacrificed life.

On the 98th floor, he sat there with one buttocks, or was paralyzed by coercion, and the overbearing desolate ancient body was crushed apart and there was gold blood flowing.

There was another layer, he climbed up, and the sacred body was crushed into a pool of blood.

If any outsider is here, you must be pleased that you can fight enough to study that dragon chair.

"For you, Lao Tzu almost lost his life." Ye Chen cursed secretly, healed the sacred body, stepped forward, and sat on the dragon's chair with one buttock, and finally came up, and had to sit.

"You junior, you are not brave!" The Emperor of the Mingshan Mountain took a deep breath.

"Listening to you, you seem to know the Ling Xiao Bao Dian." Di Huangyou said.

"It is the first temple of heaven."