Chapter 869

Long LAN, who has purple hair and black robe, stares at her eyes directly. Other disciples of Changsheng sect are also shocked.

It's a world, though it's not real, it's just illusory. But it's still incredibly powerful. Even the average baby cannot break free. Ye dust is as easy as tearing white paper. Is this still human? Many people doubt whether there is a God in Ye Chen's body.

"A long life is a mirage, and the magic army comes from itself!"

Long LAN cried out wildly. The world behind him fell into his hands and turned into a strange long knife with purple and black.

The long sword is like a dream, shrouded in a layer of tiny lightning, and countless rays of sunlight are surging on it. Long LAN splits out with a knife, carrying the power of a world, and suddenly cuts it down, almost killing a Yuanying.

However, ye Chen just flicks his finger, and the green thunder on his fingertip explodes. He interrupts the purple black sword in long Lan's hand with a bang. Long LAN himself, is hit to fly out upside down, the body was almost broken by the leaf dust.

"It's impossible. I'm a magic weapon forged from the world. How could I be broken by a mere out of body?" Long LAN shakes his head repeatedly, purple hair is dishevelled, eyes are full of shock and inconceivable.

The magic art of immortality is to forge a magic weapon with a world as its core.

The power of this magic weapon is strong enough to rival Tianbao, and it is even stronger than before. It's not like a normal young baby can shake it, but it's broken by Ye Chen with a flick. Is this too terrible? How strong is Ye Chen's body? Enough to match the top Tianbao?

"Come again!"

Long LAN yelled, the broken world behind him is blooming at the moment, and he is forced to gather together and prepare to become a magic weapon again. But ye Chen was too lazy to fight again, and the golden light in his eyes flashed slightly.

"Bang!"

In the void, a touch of almost invisible golden glow flashed through. The primitive world behind him is directly split into two parts by a golden halberd wrapped with dragon pattern.

Countless God's blood, sprinkle all over the void.

"Ah!"

Long LAN howls miserably, he Yuan Ying escapes, madly rushes to Lin jiu'er. Heart and soul, liver and gall, know that Lin jiu'er is his only life-saving charm. If you lose Lin jiu'er, don't say ye Chen, only the six big magic cultivation can tear him up.

"Do you want to escape?"

Leaf dust step out, step on the void, directly will long Lan's Yuanying step on the foot.

"Pooh."

A black scale, double horns, and a huge tail behind her. The figure of the demon Xiu, shrouded in layers of evil spirit, suddenly appeared behind Lin jiu'er, tearing several men in black who were guarding her on the spot.

This is Ye Chen's first tower of the six magic cultivation. It is famous for its seclusion and emptiness. It has disappeared in flight, and no mortal can detect it.

"No!" Long LAN is ready to crack.

But it's too late, ye Chen presses down, and steps on longlan's Yuanying for powder, and there is no possibility of rebirth.

All the other evil cults also emerged from the void, locked the upper and lower sides, rushed into the crowd with a grim smile on their faces, and killed nearly 100 people in black into a river of blood. The whole outside of the holy heaven palace was turned into Shura.

Shen MengYue, LV Yunchang, mieqing Taoist master and so on were all stunned and looked at Ye Chen and the six great magic cults. They were like killing chickens. They easily slaughtered the hundreds of golden elixirs that had previously oppressed them.

"This This... "

LV Yunchang pointed to Chonglou and saw that he immediately grabbed a man in black, who was a half step emperor in black, directly grabbed into his palm, tore up the elixir field on the spot, took out the golden elixir, and swallowed it in one mouthful. He chewed it like roasted chestnuts with sugar, which was extremely ferocious.

"All of them are Yuanying Tianjun, and they are not much weaker than that dragon Lantian."

The escaped cloud fairy bowed her head and whispered that although she was also a Yuanying, she was just a fake Yuanying, and could not compete with any one at all.

Everyone took a breath of cool air. This is Yuanying Tianjun. In ancient times, there were only one or two of them. When did it come out? With Ye Chen, there are seven yuan babies?

Lu Yunchang and others were speechless for a while.

Ye Chen quickly unties the rope for Lin jiu'er and takes out a miraculous pill to feed. Lin jiu'er's injury was not serious. He soon recovered and could not help getting up: "master, you are back at last."

"Well."

Ye Chen nodded slightly, then grabbed the spirit of long LAN in the broken yuan baby directly. The spirit of longlan is pale gold, floating with the wind and shaking slightly. Obviously, it has lost the protection of Yuanying and appears to be fragile.

Ye Chen took out a precious soul pill, crushed it directly, and put the medicine into the spirit of longlan, which made the spirit soar in an instant. At the same time, with a move, the fire of rosefinch was displayed in his palm.

"No, forgive me." The spirit of long LAN screamed in terror.

He had already understood Ye Chen's intention and was ready to burn his spirit. A tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye. However, ye Chen did not care at all, and threw the spirit of longlan into the fire, making him send out bursts of unprecedented miserable howl."God Spare your life. I, I have important information to tell you. Guan, about Xiantu... "

Long LAN one side wails, one side intermittently calls a way.

However, ye Chen's face was extremely cold and ignored. He directly showed the divine image of Youyuan Hades and swallowed it. Long Lan's spirit is refined slowly in the stomach of the Hades. It can live for at least thousands of years, or even thousands of years before the oil is exhausted and the lamp dies.

Next, ye Chen formally stepped into the holy palace in the welcome of Shen MengYue and others.

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The return of the leader of the ancient clan gate made the whole clan shake. Countless monks came to visit Ye Chen. Knowing that the Shen family has moved into the ancient zongmen, ye Chen is also pleased that he has not been baptized by any catastrophe.

No matter Shen Tianming or Shen Hanlin, they are his old friends. Now his old friends are very few.

Ye Chen, including all the immortals of the ancient sect, wants them to go out and join the frost leaf sect. After all, the aura of the earth is not inferior to that of the ancient clan. What's more, ye Chen's face is grim, and it is expected that there will be a catastrophe in ancient times.

"What disaster?" Shen MengYue is slightly surprised. The Shen family moved here. She has already regarded it as her second hometown.

"It's hard to say." The leaf dust shakes his head.

The so-called fairy land heard from the population of Wuji palace and Wanyao Temple makes Ye Chen's intuition not good. The small world where the ancient ancestral gate was located was all attached to the earth. And those fairy soil, even at the bottom of the small world, are obviously directly related to each small world. As soon as they go wrong, the storms cascade through the small world.

These small worlds seem powerful, but far less powerful than a star. A little disturbance may destroy them.