The strength of this wave is that when the real king comes out of the body, he will also turn pale. Ye Chen believes that its full force explosion is enough to flatten Nanhua city from the ground.
"Hooray!"
Ye Chen quickly withdraws Zhenyuan, the glow converges, the roar fades away, and the broken sword quickly recovers its dim appearance.
"It's a piece of Tianbao. No, to be exact, it's a part of Tianbao. In terms of its power, it can only be regarded as Tianbao. It was broken in two by the powerful enemy, and even the spirit was destroyed. But it is still strong to the extreme, far better than the pure blue glaze Ruyi bead in my hand. It is worthy of being the sword of emperor Xuanyuan. "
Above the spirit treasure, it is for the immortal treasure, and above the immortal treasure, it is the heavenly treasure. Generally, even if it is a true immortal, it may not be able to sacrifice it. From the familiar breath on the broken sword and the blood, ye Chen has already guessed it. The owner of this broken sword should be Xuanyuan emperor.
"With the sword of emperor Xuanyuan, who can interrupt his Sabre? Even the spirits inside are destroyed. Is it the god man with the blood curse? "
Ye Chen's eyes narrowed slightly. He was clear in his heart that Xuanyuan emperor was not so lucky.
"Don't worry, I won't let you dust in this corner. I will take you and personally cut off the head of the man behind the scenes to pay tribute to Emperor Xuanyuan and the Chinese ancestors with blood. "
Ye Chen said softly with his broken sword clasped in his fingers.
The Tianbao broken sword, which is made of pure gold of the emperor, is quiet and silent. After losing the spirit, it has become a weapon. Without leaving the body, Zhenjun's cultivation can't even drive it. But ye Chen could feel that the broken sword was beating faintly, as if in response to it.
In the forbidden area, ye Chen found several ancient Lingbao.
The power of these spiritual treasures is still there. However, the descendants of the Chinese people have lost their pithy formula and can no longer motivate them. After being re trained by Ye Chen, they are given to some of the strongest elders in the spirit temple, especially the eldest old flower Qianling.
Next, the grand ceremony of Zhenjun will begin at last
On the day when the ceremony was opened, the whole Nanhua city was full of people. Hundreds of thousands of Chinese are close to each other, and the sky is covered with flying boats. Countless road escape light, like rain. At that time, there were many nuns of Ning Dan who were rare at ordinary times.
"The great elder of Beiming sect, come to congratulate Ye Zhenjun, worship Zhenjun, and be invincible!"
"Qinghaijianmen Zidian sword king, please visit Ye Zhenjun and apologize for the ridiculous things his wife has committed!"
"The special envoy of the demon clan, I'd like to offer you 30000 spirit stones. Ye Zhenjun of the balloon will hold your hand and let us go!"
“……”
Not only the big sects, many races and Xiuxian families from the Northern Peninsula, but also the clan families from the three major peninsulas in the southeast and the West came to watch the ceremony.
"A lot of people."
Qiu ling'er turns her head and looks around with a surprised expression on her face.
"There may not be a true king born in the world of cultivating the truth for a hundred years. What's more, this new true king is extremely talented. Under the age of one hundred, he was in the middle of his life. Naturally, we should try our best to make friends with him. "
Xue mengning said faintly that she was dressed in black, with green silk like a waterfall, and her appearance was colder than before, like an iceberg that never changed. In addition to Qiu ling'er and Su Rushuang, no one dares to approach her within three Zhang.
Xue mengning raised her head and saw many familiar people, such as Lin Guangling, Qingmei fairy, etc These are the pinnacles of the younger generation. When the Chinese held the grand ceremony of Zhenjun, they should pay attention to it. However, it was not easy to send the elders of the clan. It seemed that they paid too much attention to it. Therefore, Xue mengning and other younger generations came to congratulate them.
But Xue mengning's taste is inexplicable. She thought Tianjiao was competing for supremacy, and she could have a place. As a result, a leaf dust came out first and swept Tianjiao. Another Ye Zhenjun appeared, and even cut out the strong ones, which made the light of his peers dim.
"Don't leave me too far away. Those who can come to the ceremony are the strong men of all ethnic groups. Some people, even me, dare not easily provoke them."
Xue mengning gave a light command.
The two girls nodded in succession. Now the square above, the golden elixir gathered, even out of the body true gentleman all came several. Xue mengning in which, also can only row up, here any person, lift finger can crush them.
At this time, suddenly a mountain whistling sound came, is the main character of the ceremony.
As soon as Xue mengning's three daughters looked up, they saw that the gate of the temple was pushed open. A young man with black hair and black pupil and long-distance running in black dragon pattern came step by step. The young man's appearance could only be said to be elegant, but he looked forward to Shengwei. Beside him was a beautiful girl in blue.
"How could it be him?"
At the same time, when she saw the ghost, she was surprised.
In fact, they were not the only ones. At the moment when ye Chen appeared, everyone who knew him was shocked.
Is it not ye Chen, who is surrounded by many elders, stands in the center of thousands of people and enjoys glory and is worshipped by countless worshippers?
"No way. Ye Chen should have been killed by the three guards of the royal court."
Xue mengning's body was shaking, and she didn't want to believe it. But ye Chen stood on the top of the lingmiao temple with her hands on her back and accepted the worship of thousands of people. Her appearance was the same as before."He didn't die? That's the three guards of the royal court. It's enough to flatten a famous family and destroy a powerful family. "
Qingmei fairy bowed her head and whispered, while Lin Guangling clenched his fist and shot fierce light.
He still remembers how ye Chen slapped them on the ground and trampled on the dignity of Tianjiao. Just looking at the majestic Ye Chen, Lin Guangling suddenly feels sad.
One is a junior monk who has just entered the golden elixir, and the other is a giant in the middle of his life. The gap between them has not narrowed, but widened.
As for Qiu ling'er and Su Rushuang, they had to pinch themselves to see if they were dreaming.
"Sister mu, I read it right. So Is that Mr. Ye? "
Qiu ling'er opens her mouth and her lips are ruddy. She stammers.
"You're right. Ye Zhenjun of the Chinese nationality is the elder Ye we know. " Su Rushuang said softly. Her eyes light flow, like clouds like smoke, eyes full of complexity and joy.
The appearance of Ye Chen shocked many old friends. But more people are amazed at Ye Chen's youth. Although you can never see your age when you step into the Ning Dan realm, you can't hide that vitality.
Anyone who sees Ye Chen can feel that he is very young. His breath of life is surging and his blood is rolling like a sea. I'm at the peak of my life, just at the beginning.
"Ah, a contemporary magnate under 100 years old, with his talent, can break the shackles of Chinese blood. In the future, he may be expected to enter the later stage of his disembodied life and even have a glimpse of the original infant emperor."
Some Jindan Laozu sighed.
"Hum, how difficult is the way of emperor? Even the great ancestors of the seven great Xuanmen were not required to complete them. They were the talents of the king Li in the South who were astonishing to the world. They were also far away from the emperor. "
Others, too, retorted sourly.
Everyone nodded, Yuanying Tianjun, that is the beginning of longevity. Even if it is the seven Xuanmen, they may not have it. How can we have it if it is just a Chinese?