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Jing Haoxuan was extremely depressed at this time.

It would be fine if he couldn't find anyone else in the ancient battlefield. After all, he knew the location of the destination very well. The worst that could happen was that he could just go to the destination and wait for others.

If Jing Haoxuan wasn't worried about Mu Ange's safety, he wouldn't have wandered outside the ancient battlefield.

Who would have thought that after finding Mu Ange, he would also encounter such a big scumbag like Ye Chen.

Having provoked such a terrifying existence, he still wanted to get close to him. Isn't this obviously dragging him down with him?

It would be fine if it was a creature of the Undead Leader's level, but the terrifying existence that released this palm is definitely the big boss in the center of the ancient battlefield.

How could he resist such an existence?

"Senior Jing, we are all comrades who have shared hardships. How can we abandon our own people at a time like this?"

Ye Chen shouted loudly, and his speed reached an extreme speed, even faster than Jing Haoxuan's speed of turning his body into a sword.

"Ye Chen, you bastard, if you can escape this disaster today, you owe me a big favor."

Jing Haoxuan gritted his teeth, his face turned pale, and he knew that he could not escape this disaster.

It was obvious that Ye Chen wanted to drag him into the fight against this disaster together. It would be a waste of effort if he continued running like this.

Thinking of this, Jing Haoxuan suddenly stopped in the air, and the long sword in his hand gushed out brilliant sword energy.

Ye Chen raised the corner of his mouth slightly, and also stayed not far from Jing Haoxuan. The blood in his body rushed to the sky, and he looked from afar at the black palm covering him from behind.

"cut!"

Jing Haoxuan roared, and all the true energy in his body poured into the sword in his hand. The terrifying sword energy gushed out from the sword, and an extremely domineering aura suddenly spread out.

Then Jing Haoxuan raised the sword in his hand, gripped the hilt with both hands, and slashed directly at the black palm in the air.

A sting!

The surrounding space seemed to be cut in half by the sword. The black death energy visible to the naked eye turned into a black tide and was forcibly split in half by the sword energy.

The sword energy dozens of feet high was like the Milky Way, splitting the sky and the earth into two.

This sword energy contains all of Jing Haoxuan's spirit, and also has a sense of fighting for survival from the brink of death.

Boom!

The dazzling sword energy collided with the black palm in the air, causing a huge roar.

The deathly aura of the black palm was being frantically obliterated by the sword energy, becoming visibly illusory to the naked eye.

The next moment, the sword energy was shattered by the black palm and turned into tiny sword energy that shot out in the surroundings.

The area within several miles was filled with the sword energy released by Jing Haoxuan.

Jing Haoxuan's face turned pale and he spat out a mouthful of blood. His body was directly knocked away by the aura released by the black palm.

The black palm paused for only a moment before slapping down towards the two of them again.

"Crush it for me!"

Golden rays of light shone from Ye Chen's eyes, and the energy and blood in his body were stimulated to the extreme. The golden energy and blood seemed to turn into golden blood mist, all gathering on Ye Chen's right hand.

At this moment, Ye Chen's energy and spirit seemed to be burning.

The spirit of the true dragon was no longer stingy with its original power, and madly integrated the pure dragon energy into Ye Chen's body.

At this moment, Ye Chen's aura suddenly surged, as if he had entered the realm of God, and he had inexhaustible power in his body.

"Heavenly Finger."

Ye Chen shouted loudly, and recalled the Tiancang Finger performed by the Palace Master of Tiancang Palace in his mind. A sense of eternal desolation spread out from Ye Chen's body.

At this moment, Ye Chen was like a god of war, standing in the sky, pointing at the black hand in the air from afar.

Rumble!

The sky above the entire ancient battlefield seemed to be shaking.

An illusory finger print appeared above Ye Chen's head.

Although the finger prints were extremely illusory, Ye Chen still relied on the artistic conception of Tiancang Finger to condense a trace of the true power of Tiancang Finger.

This illusory fingerprint seemed to be covered with strange lines, like a punishment from heaven. Under this finger, all living things were like ants.

Boundless and domineering power emanated from this illusory fingerprint.

"What kind of magic skill is this? Could it be that this is the magic skill that Ye Chen got from Tiancang Palace?"

At this time, Jing Haoxuan, who was standing on the ground with a pale face, looked up at the somewhat illusory fingerprints in the air, his face full of shock.

Just the aura emanating from this illusory fingerprint made him feel extremely powerful.

Even compared to the black palm, this illusory fingerprint gave Jing Haoxuan a stronger feeling.

Boom!

This illusory fingerprint collided with the black palm in the air.

The two forces collided and merged in the air, and then a terrifying energy burst out, sweeping towards the surroundings.

A black storm blew across the ancient battlefield. The ordinary undead in the distance collapsed instantly under this force. Even the black armor could not protect the bodies of these undead.

Under the impact of this strong breath, Ye Chen and Jing Haoxuan were directly blown away and hit the ground in the distance.

At the same time, the black palm print and the Tiancang finger print in the air collapsed directly, turning into a dense energy vortex that spread around.

The undead in the distance seemed to have sensed some terrifying existence and fled madly into the distance.

"The aura of King Tiancang and the aura of the dragon clan are both disgusting auras. You will definitely die in this holy land."

A deafening roar came from the center of the ancient battlefield, resounding in the sky above the ancient battlefield.

Although Ye Chen didn't understand what the other party said, as the roar came, these words suddenly appeared in his mind.

Even though the distance between them was unknown, the other party's soul could still touch him. Such strength had definitely reached the divine realm.

"Before I came here, the ancient battlefield didn't say that this dragon vein was so dangerous. How did the ancient mountain master inherit the control of the dragon vein under the hands of such a strong man?"

Ye Chen gritted his teeth, his face full of helplessness.

Even King Tiancang knew about it. This means he is no longer a strong man of this era.

Obviously the other party was an old guy.

God knows how long this old guy has stayed here, and from his words full of murderous intent, Ye Chen can also hear that he has a deep hatred for the dragon clan.

Now that the other party was awakened from his sleep by him and sensed the breath of the dragon on him, it went without saying that this guy was probably going to attack him.

Unexpectedly, as soon as he entered this ancient battlefield, he would provoke such an existence. Ye Chen even planned to use the jade talisman to leave this place directly.

I really can’t stay in this dragon vein anymore.