My Fiancee is a Cold CEO

In the Hall of the Witch God, Ye Chen sat cross-legged in front of the statue of the Witch God. The pain in his head made Ye Chen's face a bit distorted, and the cold sweat slowly slipped down his forehead.

Fortunately, Ye Chen had the experience of accepting the inheritance of the dragon pattern ring. Although the mental power in his mind was quite domineering, it could still be barely supported.

I don't know how long it took, the luster on the statue of the wizard **** slowly faded, and several cracks appeared on the statue.

Ye Chen opened his eyes with a tired face, feeling the complete witchcraft in his mind, and there was a hint of excitement in his eyes.

I almost confessed my life here, it was really worth it.

Ye Chen stood up from the ground, looked at the statue full of cracks, and solemnly said, "Thank you for the preaching of the Sorcerer God today. This grace Ye Chen must be remembered in his heart. If there is a crisis in the Sorcerer God in the future, Ye Mou will definitely return to his predecessor today. Grace of preaching."

As soon as the voice fell, Ye Chen bowed again to the statue.

Along with Ye Chen’s worship, a rustling sound came from the Witch Temple. On the stone wall behind the statue, suddenly opened from the middle, a small room appeared in front of Ye Chen, and the rich spiritual energy drifted from the room. come out.

"Sure enough, there is a dark room in the witch temple."

A flash of joy flashed in Ye Chen's eyes, and he quickly walked into the room behind the statue.

In the middle of the room, there is a pool made of jade. The pool is filled with white water, and a strong spiritual energy is blowing.

Ye Chen just smelled it, and there was a feeling of comfort throughout his body.

"To condense the aura into a liquid, it's such a big handwriting."

A gleam of light flashed in Ye Chen's eyes, and his face was full of shock.

"With this pool of spiritual water, I can take this opportunity to break through the Jingmen in my body. As long as I break through the first five doors, my strength should be able to directly rush to the realm of the mid-innate Dacheng."

A blazing color flashed in Ye Chen's eyes.

Ye Chen has a deep understanding of the power of immortal profound art, even the witchcraft he just obtained, does not have the profoundness and profoundness of immortal profound art.

If he can get through the sight gate, even if he is facing the dead wood of the late innate period, Ye Chen is confident that he can't let the wind fall.

Even in the face of the half-step master of Dissen, Ye Chen has the power to fight.

Time is running out, Ye Chen didn't think much, and immediately jumped into the pool.

As Ye Chen entered, the spirit water in the pool suddenly became boiling, and rushed into his body along the pores of Ye Chen's skin.

In an instant, Ye Chen felt swelling in his body, as if to be torn apart by spiritual energy.

"What a terrifying aura."

A dignified color flashed on Ye Chen's face, hurriedly urging the immortal profound arts, slowly refining the spiritual energy into vital energy, and flowing quickly in the meridians.

This spiritual pond did not know how long it had existed. The density of the spiritual energy in the pool had reached an extremely terrifying point. With Ye Chen's refining speed, it was actually not as fast as the influx of spiritual energy.

In less than a moment, the skin of Ye Chen's body surface was torn apart, and then healed under the action of spiritual power, and then torn apart. Under the repeated cycle, Ye Chen's flesh and blood was slowly tempered and lightened. His blood stained the pool water.

With more and more vitality in the meridians, Ye Chen felt a tingling sensation from the meridians in his body, and a dignified color appeared on his face.

"Has the body reached its limit?"

Ye Chen took a deep breath and hurriedly urged the vitality in his body, and rushed towards the fifth gate.

The innumerable vitality is like the sea, impacting towards the Jingmen, the bottleneck that was originally stable as Mount Tai slowly loosened.

"Jingmen, open."

I don't know how long it took, a roar came from Ye Chen's body, and a violent aura radiated from Ye Chen's body.

"Finally succeeded."

Ye Chen opened his eyes, with a touch of surprise in his eyes, squeezed his fists slightly, and felt stronger than ever.

"Unexpectedly, I used up all the spiritual water in a pool. This immortal profound art is strong, but it is too cheating. There are still three doors left in the eight gates. Where can I find so many spiritual waters."

Ye Chen stood up and looked at the empty pool with a wry smile on his face.

This pool of spiritual water condensed from spiritual energy was prepared by the wizard **** for his inheritors. Ye Chen might have a hard time finding such a great opportunity.

Moreover, if this pool of spiritual water is cultivated by ordinary people, even if it is not in the master state, it is enough to cultivate to the late innate stage.

That is to say, the monster Ye Chen used so many resources to reach the realm of mid-innate achievement.

However, with his current five-door fully open state, it was enough to contend with the late innate.

Just when Ye Chen was pleasantly surprised, the dragon pattern ring suddenly lit up, and Ye Chen suddenly had something in his mind.

Not waiting for Ye Chen to feel it carefully, suddenly his head went blank, and then Ye Chen's consciousness appeared in a vast land, and a figure with an invisible face appeared in front of Ye Chen.

Ye Chen only took a look, and there was an illusion that he saw Tianwei. In front of him, he was as weak as an ant.

"Cultivation together, body refining is the beginning of everything, strength comes from the body, the human body is the most mysterious thing in the world."

The figure's lips moved slightly, and the voice seemed very soft, but Ye Chen heard a deafening sound.

"The name of this fist is nirvana, which means the death of everything."

As soon as the voice fell, the figure made a punch.

Ye Chen's pupils shrank abruptly, and a strong sense of crisis spread from his heart, as if standing in front of him was not a person, but an ancient beast.

Under Ye Chen's focused gaze, this figure slowly raised his right hand, not clenching it like an ordinary person, but when making a fist, his thumb was between the **** and the ring finger, like a bulging bone, turning into An indestructible point on the fist!

With a punch down, Ye Chen could clearly feel that this figure did not use any elementary power, but there was a wind that blew out loudly. The wind was cold, like an extinct vitality. As soon as it was blown out, the world around it turned into After the gray, it seems that all the vitality, under this punch, all perish.

Although Ye Chen only had his consciousness here and did not bear the power of this fist head-on, his feelings were extremely profound.

The fire of his life, with this fist, seemed to be extinguished, a cold to the extreme, making Ye Chen's heart shake.

He has a strong feeling that this fist thrown by this figure can wipe out all life and die instantly!

Is this the nirvana fist!

Seeing it suddenly, the figure blasted out with a punch, and saw that the direction of the fist was within a hundred meters, covered with frost, and all vitality was melted away.

Ye Chen only felt his mind roaring, as if being frozen by this fist, staring blankly at the scene in front of him, unable to say a word of shock.

"Quiet..." Ye Chen muttered to himself.