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The gaze of this figure seemed to have become substantial, like a sharp sword, piercing directly into his soul.

At this moment, Ye Chen released all his strength without reservation. The golden dragon energy turned into a dazzling barrier, protecting his soul.

The purple thunder dragon's reverse scales burst out with endless thunder power, resisting the gaze.

Rumble!

Ye Chen and Qiu Zi really felt like a thunder sounded in their minds, erupting with an astonishing roar.

An intense pain came from the soul.

A look of pain appeared on Ye Chen's face. The gaze of this figure was like a sharp sword, which penetrated all his defenses and pierced his soul, almost piercing it.

Such intense pain came from his soul that Ye Chen couldn't help but tremble.

"So strong, just a glance almost pierced my soul."

Ye Chen gritted his teeth, feeling a sense of powerlessness rising in his heart.

This level of gap cannot be made up by any other means.

The other party probably only needs to use some strength to wipe him out.

"Damn it, there is actually such a being guarding this place in the dragon vein. How did Gu Wuji get into the core area of ​​the dragon vein? Or is the path I took wrong? Is there another way to the core area of ​​the dragon vein?"

Ye Chen couldn't help but curse in his heart.

With such an ancient strongman guarding this place, let alone a demigod, even a god would probably be killed instantly.

This kind of gap in strength cannot be simply made up by realm.

"The breath of a real dragon. I didn't expect that after this place was abandoned for so long, there would be a dragon clan heritage left behind. A fish that slipped through the net actually dared to appear in front of me. It's ridiculous."

The figure raised his mouth slightly, and a hint of disdain flashed in his eyes: "Is this the backup plan left by those old guys? But it is so weak that it can't withstand a single blow. I didn't expect that the mighty dragon clan would sow the seeds of hope on these ants. Do you really think there is a chance for resurgence?"

Along with a faint murmur, Ye Chen felt a powerful breath sweeping towards him.

The powerful force hit him and blasted him away.

Accompanied by the sound of bones breaking, Ye Chen's true dragon body could not withstand the pressure at this time, and his body almost collapsed.

The true dragon spirit hidden in Ye Chen's body was also filled with fear, and released its own original power without reservation, trying to help Ye Chen resist the power released by this figure, but it was of no avail.

Even with his strength, the two of them were still too weak to withstand a single blow in front of the figure on the crystal coffin.

At this moment, a faint golden light suddenly lit up from Ye Chen's body.

The golden dragon ball began to rotate slightly, releasing a faint dragon energy, which merged into Ye Chen's body, helping him maintain the immortality of his body.

"He's not dead yet?"

At this moment, a surprised voice came from the altar.

The next moment, a dazzling golden light suddenly burst out from Ye Chen's body.

Accompanied by a shrill dragon roar, golden light shot up into the sky and transformed into a real golden dragon around Ye Chen's body, directly protecting his body inside it.

"This is……"

The figure on the crystal coffin fixed his eyes, and a dazzling light burst out from his eyes, shooting straight at Ye Chen.

The golden real dragon opened its mouth and released a ball of golden dragon breath, which directly collided with the gaze in the air.

"Ao Ling'er's aura? I didn't expect that while your body was suppressed in this crystal coffin, your soul was actually hidden in the outside world, hiding in the body of an ant. If you were content to hide in the outside world, I might not be able to do anything to you. Since you came to me on your own, I won't be polite."

A look of surprise appeared on the figure's face, with a bright light shining in his eyes. He slowly raised his right hand and was about to grab Ye Chen.

"Ao Ling'er? Sure enough, this dragon ball is the dragon princess. But the female corpse in this crystal coffin is actually her body? Why is her body suppressed on this altar?"

Ye Chen was also a little confused at this time.

As the power of the dragon ball was released, he Yijin lost control of his body.

At this moment, his body was completely controlled by the soul in the dragon ball.

As the power of the dragon ball poured into his body, Ye Chen felt an extremely terrifying power reviving in his body.

At this moment, the golden dragon surrounding the figure suddenly roared, and a beam of golden light pierced through the void and shot directly towards the figure.

"You want to fight me with just the power of a remnant soul?"

The figure chuckled and raised his hand to grab the golden beam of light.

A white jade-like hand slowly stretched out from the black fog and grabbed the golden beam of light in the air.

This palm was so white that it didn't even look like a man's palm. A faint halo flowed over the palm. A terrifying force burst out and directly crushed the golden beam of light.

The golden light turned into spots of light, floated down from the sky, and merged into the crystal coffin.

Boom!

The crystal coffin suddenly shook at this moment, and the female corpse sleeping in the crystal coffin suddenly opened her eyes.

A dazzling golden light burst out from these eyes, and they looked directly at the figure on the crystal coffin.

The two terrifying auras collided with each other on the crystal coffin, bursting out with tremendous energy and venting towards the surroundings.

Ye Chen's body was protected by the dragon balls, so he was able to resist this powerful energy.

Qiu Zizhen who was far away was not so lucky. Under the impact of this powerful energy, the protective spiritual weapons around him collapsed directly, and he was blown away.

If Qiu Zizhen hadn't been carrying a large number of treasures, the aura that burst out would have been enough to kill him.

"Run, run quickly."

Qiu Zizheng's face was full of fear. He crushed the teleportation jade talisman in his hand and chose to leave.

If he stayed any longer, he might not be able to leave this place alive.

Just as Qiu Zizheng was anxiously waiting for the teleportation jade talisman to take effect, the figure on the altar subconsciously looked at Qiu Zizheng, and a faint halo flashed in his eyes.

Qiu Zizheng's expression froze, and he felt a sharp pain in his head. He seemed to be in a trance, his eyes were a little dazed, and the breath in his body became disordered.

The next moment, the power of the teleportation jade talisman burst out completely, teleporting Qiu Zizheng's figure away from here.