Banished Disciple’s Counterattack

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This is a dark sea, and the end can not be seen at a glance, deep, dead, cold.

Looking closely, a faint golden light flickered at the corner of the sea.

That's a person, a **** person, blood is golden and can shine, adding a little bit of brilliance to the dark sea.

This person, needless to say, is Ye Chen.

He had disappeared since he stepped into Daosawa, and was swallowed by the raging waves. In this dark sea, I don't know how long he drifted.

Boss!

Boss!

I do not know when the deadly inexhaustible Osawa, only a faint voice sounded.

The sound came from Ye Chen's body, but the fairy fire and the sky thunder, both of which possessed spiritual intelligence, were calling Ye Chen.

Of course, because of the master, they were also suppressed. The sky was thunderous and extremely dim.

Fortunately, they did not fall asleep and they could call Ye Chen.

Roar! Roar! Roar!

Also calling on him were the Danzu Dragon Soul and the Battle Dragon. Although they couldn't speak, they kept sending out heavy dragon chants.

Because of their constant call, Ye Chen's broken sacred body wriggled.

The next moment, he opened his eyes tiredly, his eyes were hazy, and he stared at the strange world in front of him.

"Am I still alive?" His voice was hoarse and tired, he sat up hard, his face was pale, and he was extremely weak.

"Live, we are all alive." Ye Chen awakened, Xianhuo and Tianlei had a little more vitality, and their voices were leaping, even the ancestors of Danzu Dragon and War Dragon gave a roar of joy.

"I'm still arrogant Daze." Ye Chenhuan glanced at the Quartet, all he could see was the dark sea.

"Like the feeling of desert, there is a mysterious power to resolve spiritual power, essence and true element." Ye Chen muttered, because he clearly felt that the essence of his body was passing away. These feelings are similar to the desert in the past. same.

"Protecting the law." Ye Chen patted the storage bag, the elixir kept flying out, bursting as many as possible, he was swallowed by him.

This is a forbidden ground. He needs to return to the highest state in the shortest time to cope with any crisis that may occur at any time.

Click! Click!

Soon, the sound of skeletal collision sounded in his body, and many healing mysteries such as wild refining body and immortal wheel were in operation at the same time.

His whole body lit with flames, broken bones continued, rotten flesh was reborn, blood power and holy blood were washing the body, and every inch of his body was illuminated with crystal light.

Wuze Daze once again fell into a deadly silence.

Everything is proceeding methodically.

............

哐 Dang! lb! Huh! Click!

Such a voice has never been cut off in Panlong Sea.

It didn't stop until dawn.

Looking away, millions of people surrounded the big tripod, and the scene was not spectacular.

Look at those old guys, all squatting on the ground, not pulling a few, eyes gazing red at Chaos.

They were arrogant one by one, one **** soldier followed by another **** soldier, and they split it all night, but instead of splitting the chaos **** tripod, they were sucked away by the chaos **** tripod.

Alright! Your master has been killed by your uncles. You are really **** strong!

"Situ Tuo, what about your Xuantian War Spear? Take it out and try." I wonder when the blood ancestor looked sideways at a gray-haired old man.

"No ... I didn't bring it." Situ's head fluttered like a rattle.

"Let's move the heavenly realm!" After all, the bloodthirsty Yan Luo gave a cold voice.

"Moving Heavenly Realm Artifacts?" A bunch of old guys frowned, so many magical soldiers broke up. If they wanted to split the Chaos God Ding, they could only use Heavenly Realm Artifacts.

However, everyone frowned, and their expressions became more strange one by one.

What if the celestial power can't split the chaos **** tripod?

What if the celestial weapon was also shattered?

This is not impossible, Chaos God Tripod is not generally hard.

At present, the ancestors of the family who possess the Celestial Artifacts, as if they did not hear them, do not dare to gamble. If the Celestial Artifacts are shattered, the ancestors will jump out of the coffin.

"Don't want to?" Yan Luohuan, a bloodthirsty, looked at it for a week, and smiled quietly. "If you don't want it, then the Chaos God Ding will belong to my bloodthirsty temple. It's not that I don't want to divide up with you, but you don't want it!"

"Then try?" A dozen old guys looked up.

But the question is coming. Try it out.

Because of the previous nonsense, no one wants to jump out and do this early bird. If it breaks, it will be a big loss.

"Don't ink, hurry up." An old man in purple robe looked at the dozen people impatiently.

"Standing without back pain." The blood ancestor snorted coldly.

"Then there is no way, who will let you have the heavenly realm?" The old man in the purple robe shrugged his shoulders, a shameless virtue.

"Xue Ling Tao friends, you Xing Ling family make a difference!" The bloodthirsty Yan Luorao looked at the Xing Ling ancestor with interest, and laughed a little gloat, as if still annoyed by the previous things.

"Your bloodthirsty palace is not without heavenly realm. Why did you let my blood spirit family take the lead?" The blood spirit ancestor sneered.

"You have to divide up." Bloodthirsty Yan Luo spread his hand.

"you......"

"Two and many friends, listen to me." An old man in black stood up and scratched his beard softly. "Since I don't want to, I'll wait for a fairer and arrest."

"Grabbing?"

"Yes, arrest."

"I agree." The **** ancestors immediately agreed, saying, without forgetting a sneer glance at the bloodthirsty Yan Luo, "Whenever there is a force in the heavenly realm, everyone must participate, and no one should be confused."

Now, the bloodthirsty Yan Luo's face suddenly became gloomy. It was really one city at a time! You **** look at Lao Tzu, right?

"Agree!" Bloodthirsty Yan Luo Leng snorted.

"So, let's get started!" The old man in purple clothes whisked out a dozen jade bamboo slips, and continued to paint on them. After the carving, this was put in front of everyone. "We have fifteen heavenly magical instruments. These Yujian, each one has a number engraved on it, from one to fifteen. The next one, don't tell me more! So many people watch, don't touch the monk's set, everything depends on luck. "

"agree."

"Begin." The old man in purple put the fifteen pieces of jade into a bamboo tube, then looked at the crowd, "Who comes first."

"By luck! I'll come first." Immediately, an old man in a blood robe stepped forward and put his hand in. After a while of trouble, I didn't see him take out the jade Jane. I wonder if he thought he was playing Mahjong one by one?

"Speed." Bloodthirsty Yan Luo Leng snorted.

"What's the anxiety, don't you take it out!" The old man in the blood robe dismissed his face and took out a piece directly. When he saw the big "six" on it, he smiled.

Next, a bunch of old guys came forward one after another, and it took a while to tinker, and the millions who watched almost pissed.

Uh ...!

Looking at such a thrilling scene, in front of the magical sky and water curtain of Tianxuanmen Hall, Fuya shuddered! "I have lived for thousands of years, and I have never seen such a nonsense picture."

"This is the scam of human nature." Behind, came the voice of Donghuang Taixin.

She was leisurely, lying on her seat reclining, and at the moment was flipping through an ancient book. She ignored the nonsense scene of Panlong Sea.

Seeing this, Fu Ya came over, "I said, Lord, don't you worry about Ye Chen's kid at all?"

"I'm worried about what's the use." Dong Huang shrugged too much. "If he comes out alive, it's his life. If he dies inside, it's his life."