Chapter 2482

Immortals are a heavy burden.

Ye Chen finally stepped into the immortal.

From now on, he is no longer the garbage that is looked down upon by people.

Of course, immortals are still looked down upon.

In the realm of immortals and gods, immortals and gods are just the lowest level. Only when they reach the true God can they be regarded as the number one person.

Even so, ye Chen's combat power is so terrible that he can't imagine how strong he is now? Can you fight the immortal god eight, or nine, or the true God?

No one knows.

Because you don't know until you try.

"Set, set..."

Just then, someone gave Ye Chen a voice.

It was the middle-aged voice with white hair.

It's the middle-aged with white hair who speaks to Ye Chen.

Ye Chen is a little strange. Did he find Chikui's specific whereabouts so soon?

Sure enough.

It turned out that he had found the specific whereabouts of Chikui, so he called Ye Chen and the woman, and the three were ready to work together to kill Chikui.

Chikui is the early stage of the seven immortals.

But with intuition, ye Chen feels that Chikui is probably not the early stage of the seven immortals.

"Is there a war at last, the early stage of the seventh immortal God? I always feel that it is not so simple for this Chikui."

A smile appeared at the corners of Ye Chen's mouth.

Anyway, he has absolute strength now.

The immortal God is heavy, which can't be compared with the Immortal King's peak. Ye Chen's combat power now is terrible.

Brush!

Ye Chen disappeared in a moment.

At his speed.

Almost the next moment, he appeared on a high mountain.

This is where the white haired middle-aged asked to arrive.

Ye Chen saw at a glance, lying next to the white haired middle-aged and the woman.

"Here we are."

The white haired middle-aged glanced at Ye Chen.

Ye Chen's combat power is still very strong. It should be equivalent to the initial stage of a seven fold immortal God.

So he thought Ye Chen could come in handy.

"Do you see the figure in the distance? The figure in there is Chikui said in the intelligence!"

The white haired middle-aged whispered.

Ye Chen looked at it. There were mountains on all sides in front of him. In the center of the four mountains, there was a small pool.

No, it should be said that it is a fire pool, because it is not water, but composed of flames. The flames are intertwined and extremely terrible.

The power of those flames is very strong. It can be seen from the naked eye. Ordinary immortals are six heavy. I'm afraid they can't withstand the erosion of this flame.

A human figure was sitting in the center of the flame. The surrounding flame seemed to temper his body and constantly erode his flesh, but the human figure did not move.

This is Chikui.

The initial stage of the seven immortals.

"This Chikui's flesh should be strong. Change the plan. I'll go out and touch him first later to judge his real combat power. If I can solve it alone, you can come out and do it again."

The middle-aged man with white hair said coldly.

He looks like a leader. It seems that the team is dominated by him.

Ye Chen glanced at Chikui in the fire in front of him, glanced and didn't say anything.

Women, of course, won't say much. After all, on the face of it, her strength is the weakest.

"Kill!"

The middle-aged man with white hair moved and appeared in front of the fire pool for a moment. Then he saw him holding a silver Sabre and chopping the red Kui in the fire pool.

Brush!

A blade, across the space and the air, seemed to split the world in half. A blade hit Chikui. The tragic white blade roared like thunder.

At the same time, a white field of fairyland went to Chikui and suppressed the past.

"Come on!"

Sitting in the flame, Chikui suddenly opened his eyes and raised his hand.

A red knife light, completely composed of flame, was also extremely cold. With a brush, it rushed out and cut out violently.

A red field expanded and expanded suddenly, just offsetting the silver field.

Boom!

The two blades collided with each other. Chikui's body shook a little, and the white haired middle-aged just shook a little.

"There's a play!"

Woman ecstasy.

"It doesn't seem as strong as expected. Ha ha, Chikui, you're just so!"

The white haired middle-aged man was overjoyed. He thought Chikui's strength was so strong. Unexpectedly, he didn't get him in a blow.

It seems that there is still a World War I.

"Kill!"

There was no nonsense in the middle-aged with white hair. He roared directly, rushed away in the direction of Chikui, holding a war knife, and quickly swept away one by one.

Each knife can easily kill an ordinary immortal six master.

The middle of the seven immortals!

Yes, this is the real strength of white haired middle-aged people.

It is also the full combat power of white haired middle-aged people.

Boom, boom, boom, boom!

The earth shaking roar echoed between heaven and earth. In the twinkling of an eye, the white haired middle-aged fought with Chikui for hundreds of moves.

At this time, the woman was about to rush out to help. As a result, ye Chen pressed her shoulder.

"Don't do it."

Ye Chen looked into her eyes and said.

"This..."

The woman hesitated.

The white haired middle-aged man has been fighting with Chikui. As just said, the white haired middle-aged man rushed out. If he could resist Chikui, the woman and ye Chen would also help.

But now, ye Chen won't let her do it. What the hell does that mean?

"Keep looking."

The corners of Ye Chen's mouth burst into a sneer.

Does the white haired middle-aged really think he can compete with Chikui?

Ridiculous!

At this time, the war has reached a white hot stage.

Boom, boom, boom!

The blades on both sides are constantly strangled and collided madly, and the two fields of fairyland are constantly colliding and melting.

"Hahaha, Chikui, that's all you can do!"

The white haired middle-aged laughed.

Originally, he was worried that Chikui would hide his accomplishments and strength, but now it seems that it is just the beginning of the normal seven immortals.

By this time of the war, the white haired middle-aged had faintly suppressed Chikui.

There's a smell of repression.

If the war continues, the white haired middle-aged is confident to defeat Chikui and kill Chikui alone!

"Oh? Really!"

However, at this time, Chikui smiled.

This is a sneer.

what?

Seeing Chikui can still laugh, the white haired middle-aged suddenly had an extremely bad hunch in his heart.

No!

The next moment, the white haired middle-aged found that his blade was easily defeated and torn by the other party's blade.

"How is that possible?"

The middle-aged man with white hair gave an incredible roar.

Thousands of calculations, he still didn't calculate. Chikui really hid his accomplishments.

Moreover, several levels are hidden.

Eight immortals!

Yes, Chikui is the strong one of the eight immortals.

Otherwise, it is impossible to defeat his attack and his blade so easily.