Chapter 509

But he saw Ye Chen's body shaking, like a chariot of gods, stepping into the void and rushing into the army of 100000 secret silver. Yinlingzi roared, calling his subordinates to protect his ancestors. Many soldiers of the MI Yin clan took death as if they were returning home. They rushed to Ye Chen like a moth fighting a fire. Dozens of MI Yin clan Ning Dan also sacrificed their lives and forgot to die.

They can die, but the old mityin ancestor must not fall into the hands of Ye Chen, otherwise, the whole miyin clan must be exterminated.

"Die!"

The whole body of the leaf dust is full of golden flame, such as the sun across the sky. Wherever he went, all the soldiers of the MI Yin clan within a hundred Zhang's radius were killed in an instant. Even the strong one of Ning Dan could not pass a move at all.

Almost flicking between his fingers, ye Chen pulled out a long blood path in the army of 100000 miyin people, and tens of thousands of mithrin soldiers were burned to ashes by the abyss demon flame.

Yinlingzi roars and rushes up. He is taken care of by Ye Chen. He doesn't forget this guy. He dares to call yinyoulian hybrid.

In the end, ye Chen holds the spirit of mityin's ancestor in his hand. In spite of the wail of mityin's ancestors, the glittering and shining light palm, which blooms with infinite divine power, will shatter the other party's golden elixir out of thin air.

Suddenly a high drink came: "friends, please stop!"

Accompanied by the sound, is like a Tianhe waterfall like the northern Ming God light.

The divine light swished at Ye Chen's palm, trying to snatch the golden elixir from his palm. But leaf dust lightly flicks a finger, will that road north hell divine light to smash.

"Who?"

They all looked up suddenly.

In the distance, a white rainbow came. In the rainbow, there was an old man with white clothes, white hair and white beard. The old man's whole blood, even the eyebrows are dyed white, long sleeves in the air, immortal style. The breath on his body is ethereal, which is no weaker than that of mityin. He is also a true king.

"The fairy of the northern underworld?" Hua Qianling exclaimed.

Many elders of the spirit temple were also stunned.

Naturally, they recognized that this old man with white hair was the ancestor of the Chinese people who had been relying on them for a long time. Just at this time, the fairy of the northern underworld is smiling at Ye Chen.

"Taoist friends, stop quickly. Harmony is the most important thing. Although the ancestor of MI Yin was wrong, he was not guilty to death. Please look at the old man's face. Let's open the net and let the old master Mi Yin live for a time. The old man assured his Taoist friends that if they met the Chinese people in the future, they would retreat for three thousand miles, and they would offer spiritual stones and miraculous medicines to make up for the loss of the Chinese people. "

The fairy of Beiming opened his mouth with a smile.

"Not bad, not bad. My family is willing to compensate."

The spirit of the ancestor of MI Yin also prayed for mercy. Now it shrinks in the golden elixir. Although it thinks that the golden elixir is hard, it can't be killed easily. But this feeling of being in control of life and death is too painful. And even if ye Chen can't kill it, find a place to seal it and suppress it for thousands of years, the taste is worse than death.

"Compensation?"

Ye Chen sneered and looked scornfully at the fairy of the northern Underworld:

"where were you when the MI Yin clan killed my Chinese? When the secret silver army invaded Nanhua City, where were you? Where were you when the ancestor of MI Yin wanted to capture Yao'er? The Chinese people have been worshipping the northern underworld for thousands of years, but they can't see it at the critical moment, but they come out and ask me to stop. Do you think I'm a fool? "

From the very beginning, ye Chen sensed his presence.

It is just that when the old master of MI Yin was arrogant and domineering, he showed no sign of arrogance. When the old master of MI Yin was defeated and died, he jumped out to fight the battle. How can ye Chen listen to such people.

"Click, click."

Ye Chen clenched his fist slowly. Bright dark golden light, brewing in his palm, the whole palm is crystal clear, just like gold casting, terrible blood boiling. He had a little sun in his hand. In contrast, the golden elixir of mithrin's ancestors seems to be unable to hold up in the golden light, making a creaking sound, with small cracks emerging out of thin air. The soul of the old ancestor of Mithril, even howls.

"Taoist friend, do you want to go your own way?" The fairy of the northern underworld narrowed her eyes.

"I'll kill whoever gets in my way." The leaf dust is determined and never stops.

"Good, good, toasts who don't eat or eat penalty drinks!"

The fairy of the northern underworld laughed angrily. With a wave of his long sleeve, the river of heaven emerged from behind and crossed the sky over Nanhua city.

Look carefully, it is not Tianhe at all, but the most brilliant aurora. The colorful aurora is composed of the pure power of Beiming. It's the fairy of the northern underworld, which is collected from a hundred thousand feet high in the North Sea. Once hit, it will destroy the body and soul.

"You want to do it with me?"

Ye Chen looks scornful. Though he is strong, he is between him and Bozhong, the ancestor of MI Yin. Facing them, ye Chen can kill the real king who only condenses the inferior gold elixir.

"By myself, I can't persuade you. Fortunately, there are quite a few of them who have the same compassion as the old man. "

The fairy of the northern underworld smiles.

"Boom!"

The void burst and several rainbow lights came from all directions. In the light of the rainbow, there is a peerless and powerful man. They are burning the sky with red flame, surging blood waves, or cold faces. Their breath is no weaker than that of the northern underworld fairies. There are five or six of them."Evil sword ghost of demon clan."

"Master Zhengyuan of Zhengqi sect."

"Qinghai sword sect leader, Qingshuang fairy."

"The water demon king of the North Sea..."

Hua Qianling raised his head and read out the name of the most powerful man. All of these people are strong men standing at the top of the Northern Peninsula. Almost all the real kings of the Northern Peninsula gathered here.

Especially to see the last one, red angry eyebrows, blue flame flying around the dignified old man, Hua Qianling's whole body is trembling.

"The master of the Northern Peninsula Blue star

The old man with red hair is the blue star in a hurry from the capital of the Northern Peninsula.

When these strong men appeared, the whole Nanhua city was suffocated. Heaven and earth, all people are silent, no one dare to speak. They are the elders of many spiritual temples, all of whom are pale.

"What do they mean? Are not beimingzong and the capital of the Northern Peninsula allies of the Chinese people? The Beiming sect is even more a shangzong. Why should I stop my brother? "

Yao Er clenched her fist and said in a puzzled way.

"The trees are beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy them. If the dike is higher than the bank, the current will be turbulent I, the Chinese, have become the first bird now. " Hua Qianling has a sad smile.

All the other elders kept quiet. They all knew that the old master of MI Yin was the acquiescence of the major forces in the Northern Peninsula to weaken the strength of the Chinese people. But the birth of Ye Chen was unexpected.

At this time, seeing the death of mityin's ancestor, these behind the scenes gangsters could no longer sit still and jumped out to stop them.

"Are you going to stop me, too?"

Ye Chen raised his head and was calm as water in his eyes. He probably guessed the purpose of these people.