come to the heavens

Daoist Wusheng was overjoyed, and once again took out a black box and pointed it at the flame and pressed it. There was a series of beeping sounds, and countless steel needles as thin as a cow's hair flew into the flame.

The continuous crossbow, cylinder, flying needle, and all kinds of poisonous hidden weapons flew into the flames at the same time, and Master Wusheng laughed loudly:

"No matter how strong your cultivation base is, if you run into this old man, you will seek your own death."

He turned sharply and looked at the Taoist masters behind him, and shouted:

"What are you waiting for?"

After being drunk by him, everyone came back to their senses. The dozens of subordinates brought by Master Wusheng were the first to react, and at the same time took out their usual hidden weapons and shot into the rising flames, and the second one was Mie The handsome man next to Daoist Daoist took out a big black ball from his body and was about to throw it, when Daoist Daoist beside him grabbed his hand and asked in surprise:

"Didn't we say we are optimistic about the situation?"

The man's eyes lit up and said:

"Isn't this a good opportunity?"

After speaking, he threw the black ball in his hand and flew straight into the flames.

But at this moment, a big golden hand stretched out from the flames that were two people tall, grabbed the black ball, and there was a muffled 'bang', the black ball exploded, the big golden hand remained motionless, but there were countless small The steel needle shot out from between the fingers, hitting the ground with a crackling sound, and a large area of ​​small deep pits instantly appeared on the rocky ground, which shows how terrifying the power of this hidden weapon is.

At this time, the owner of the big golden hand has come out of the flames. At this time, Ye Chen is completely naked, and his whole body is as if made of gold. His body is full of muscles, and the muscle lines divided by the golden ratio are as perfect as a god.

"Gold, Gang, no, bad... body!"

Daoist Wusheng almost squeezed these words out between his teeth. When he said these words, his hands trembled more violently, and he almost couldn't stand upright. It disappeared completely, sighed, bent down heavily, and said:

"I can't imagine that there is such a peerless genius in the world, who can cultivate an indestructible body at such a young age, even if the founder of the religion is born again, this is nothing more than that. I am convinced and willing to surrender to your seat for driving."

On the other side, the other three Taoist masters are also stunned now. The six words of Taoist Wusheng's indestructible body of Vajra are turning back and forth in their minds, making their hearts tremble. What a bad body means, and knowing what it means, they are even more shocked.

The two masters of Jushen Dao and Sacrifice Dao stepped forward almost immediately and said loudly:

"The Taoist Lord of Killing has cultivated into an indestructible body of vajra, and is invincible in the world. It is my honor to be the Commander-in-Chief of the Five Meridians of the Killing Dao. No two hearts."

The two said almost exactly the same thing, and after they finished speaking, they looked at each other in astonishment.

Chapter 1 Fifteen Convinced Orally

Ye Chen nodded his head slightly to express his acceptance, and then set his eyes on the Daoist Mie Shen, to be precise, on the handsome man beside her, and said coldly:

"Take action against me, it seems that you have already made a choice in the way of destroying the body, so don't blame me..."

"Wait a moment!"

Mishen Daoist quickly stepped forward and leaned down, deliberately revealing his exquisite curves and the pair of half exposed in front of him, and said in a mournful voice:

"I would like to take the lead in destroying my body and attach myself to the Commander-in-Chief, and ask the Commander-in-Chief to let him go."

"It's very affectionate."

Ye Chen looked at the seductive curve of the woman lying in front of him, his eyes were clear and unmoved, he just looked up at the man and said:

"This seat will give you a chance, come and kneel down and submit to me, and this seat will spare you."

After finishing speaking, Daoist Mishen showed joy on his face, looked back at the handsome man and said urgently:

"Come on, Yulang, the Commander-in-Chief's martial arts are unrivaled in the world, and the integration of the five ways is the general trend. With the Commander-in-Chief's leadership, my status in the holy religion can also be greatly improved. This is not a bad thing."

Daoist Mishen's words were sincere, but the handsome man didn't see it that way. Apart from the shock at Ye Chen's indestructible body, he didn't have the panic he imagined. He clasped his hands together and answered the wrong question:

"Ye Xiuyun, an elite member of the Mysterious Society, where does your Excellency come from? Don't you know that the Holy Cult is already a division of power in this society?"

He didn't directly mention the person who descended and the real situation. The name Xuanji was heard by those around the world who thought he was referring to a mysterious organization in the Jianghu. Only Ye Chen could understand what Ye Xiuyun was talking about. , but he didn't answer his words at all, but pretended to be inexplicable, and said:

"I don't know any mysterious opportunities, and I have never heard of this branch in the Holy Cult. The Taoist Master of Mishen has surrendered to me. I will give you three breaths of time to think about it. After the time expires, I will personally send you back to the West!"

That's right, Ye Chen pretended to be a native of this world, and didn't talk to Ye Xiuyun at all. Anyway, as long as he didn't reveal his habits in reality, they couldn't be sure whether he was a descendant or a native. After all, the body of a descendant is from this world.

Xuanji may have quite strong strength, and in reality there may be strong people with five or six stars, but as long as he doesn't come directly to him in reality, he is not afraid.

Besides, it is impossible for them to find his real identity. Unless there is a powerful person who directly traces his real body through the soul of his descending, or he himself reveals his real identity, it is impossible to find him through some simple information in the descending world. he.

In reality, there are rules in reality. Most of the grievances and grievances in the world of the heavens are resolved in the world of the heavens. Unless the offense is too severe, it will not involve reality.

If Ye Chen can achieve his plan, he will definitely destroy Xuanji's plan. This one will probably offend him very hard, and there is a high possibility that the other party will come to him in reality, so he must do well in the college entrance examination At least one must be admitted to an institution of higher learning in order to save his life if the other party is likely to find him.

He has no regrets about this. If he wants to gain benefits, he should not be afraid of offending others. As long as the gains and risks are well controlled, the ship will not capsize. .

One breath is equal to three seconds, and three breaths is nine seconds, but he only waited for one breath before Ye Xiuyun spoke. He didn't believe Ye Chen's words at all, and snorted coldly:

"You hide your head and show your tail and think I can't see it? You are too naive. My Xuanji has invested a lot of manpower and material resources in the Holy Cult. There is no room for loss. Your Excellency will withdraw immediately, otherwise it will be difficult for you to leave when the master of my society arrives."

"Oh!"

Ye Chen didn't pay attention to Ye Xiuyun's threat at all, but instead focused on his words, wondering:

"Is there any master in your so-called mysterious society who can stand shoulder to shoulder with me?"

Ye Xiuyun nodded proudly:

"That's right, this association has been operating here for decades, and there are so many masters. There are more than one master who can stand shoulder to shoulder with Wujue. If you know each other..."

"Very good, my favorite is the master."

He violently interrupted Ye Xiuyun's words, and with his five fingers closed into a fist, he punched out. There was a crackling sound in the void, and a column of air flew out one meter away. The ground was filled with dust blown by the wind pressure:

"Since you have so much confidence in your mystery, you definitely won't surrender, so I will send you to heaven!"

As soon as the words fell, there was a "click" under his feet, and the broken stones flew, and the blown dust was blown away by a violent figure. Ye Xiuyun only had time to blink, and saw a golden figure descending like a god, a huge golden figure Surrounded by white air currents around the fist, it slammed down with more than [-] tons of terrifying force.

Ye Xiuyun's face changed drastically before the fist came, but Ye Xiuyun's face changed drastically. He opened his mouth to speak, but was forced to close it by the powerful air waves. His face was flushed red, and he crossed his arms to block him.

"Crack!"

The golden fist smashed his crossed arms like a shattering rot, and hit Ye Xiuyun's chest heavily. With a series of crackling sounds, a big dent was made in his chest.

Ye Xiuyun's expression froze on his face, his eyes bulged, his body bowed with the golden fist, his clothes exploded on his back, and a big bag bulged on his back. With a 'bang', the big bag exploded, and countless broken bones, flesh and internal organs turned into pieces. The powder sprayed out from behind, and the area around a few meters was blood red.

"Yuro!"

There was a weeping sound from behind, Ye Chen's ears moved slightly, he heard a slight sound of clothes, and his thick neck turned sharply, seeing that the Daoist of Mishen had rushed behind him, a cold light flashed in his hands, and a soft sword Flying out of nowhere like a cold poisonous snake biting the acupoint on his back.

"Ding!" There was a crisp sound, the tip of the sword hit his Mingmen acupoint, but a little spark flew out, he turned around expressionlessly, the Daoist Mishen's wrist shook, and the soft sword swung upwards like a poisonous snake. to his eyes.

He didn't move, but his eyelids drooped, and there seemed to be a touch on the closed eyelids, as if being lightly tapped by someone, and when he opened his eyes, the point of the sword pierced his throat.

Ye Chen was impatient, let the soft sword stab his Adam's apple, raised his hand to grab the soft sword and squeezed it hard, a series of sparks flew out from his palm, the soft sword had been forcibly crushed by him, grasped a few times with both hands and kneaded half of it, The soft sword has been squeezed into an irregular iron ball by him and thrown aside, looking at the grief-stricken Daoist Mishen, he said loudly: