Xia Xuansheng has an inextricable relationship with the Yin-Yang Temple. Ye Chen even awarded him the second-level leader's ring of the Yin-Yang Temple.
For some unknown reason, he insisted on joining the Old Sun Alliance. Now, on the surface, he was a disciple of the Old Sun Alliance, but in reality, he was a member of the Yin Yang Temple.
Seeing Ye Chen in danger, Xia Xuansheng immediately took action and drew his sword to attack Demon Ancestor Wutian.
That was Wu Xiang's sword. The momentum of the blade had reached the Great Perfection of reality, representing the highest meaning of Hongjun's sword technique.
"Huh? Are you going to betray me too?"
Demon Ancestor Wutian noticed Wu Xiang's slashing sword, his face twisted slightly, and with a backhand palm, he knocked Xia Xuansheng to the ground with his sword.
"Pfft!"
Xia Xuancheng's body fell hard in front of Ye Chen, his bones shattered and he vomited blood.
No matter how powerful his Wuxiang sword was, it could not exceed the laws of reality and could not hurt Demon Ancestor Wutian at all.
"Palace Master, I'm sorry..."
Xia Xuancheng coughed up blood and looked at Ye Chen with bitter eyes, then closed his eyes and passed out from serious injuries.
When Ye Chen heard the sound of "Palace Master", he was greatly shocked in his heart.
Fortunately, Xia Xuan Sheng's sword attack disrupted Demon Ancestor Wu Tian's plan, and the power of the Nine Nether Demon Heavenly Palm was reduced to a large part.
Ye Chen took this opportunity to use his backhand to move the Great Thousand Layers Tower Palm, which collided with the Nine Nether Demon Heavenly Palm, offsetting the pressure of Demon Ancestor Wutian.
However, after repeatedly using the Great Thousand Layers Tower Palm, Ye Chen's condition was already very bad. His whole body was in pain as if his muscles and bones were being torn apart, and his spiritual energy was being violently consumed.
"Master Tomb Master, let me help you!"
Jiuyou Evil Lord felt deeply that the situation was serious and immediately poured all his energy into Ye Chen's body.
boom!
Suddenly, Ye Chen's aura soared, and his cultivation level directly reached the fourth level of the Hundred Flails Realm!
Although this was not his cultivation but borrowing the power of Jiuyou Evil Lord, the vast and ferocious power of the old days shook the whole place instantly, making people moved.
"Very well, Shi Qingtian, you have to break up with me too."
Demon Ancestor Wutian glanced around and caught the aura of Jiuyou Evil Lord behind Ye Chen.
Jiuyou Evil Lord spoke through Ye Chen's throat: "Senior Brother Wutian, the Lord of Samsara is your nephew after all. We all have a common enemy, which is Wanxu. Why bother killing each other?"
Demon Ancestor Wutian laughed loudly and said: "Sorry, I don't want to kill each other, but the Lord of Reincarnation must die. If he doesn't die, then I will die."
He knew very well that Ye Chen was on the side of the Demon Emperor Zhe Tian. If he wanted to seize the Demon Emperor She, Ye Chen would definitely stop him.
Sooner or later, the two sides will break up. In this case, it is better to get rid of Ye Chen as soon as possible to solve the worries.
As long as Ye Chen dies, he can safely seize the Demon Emperor Zhetian.
Once he got the new container, he had the confidence to fight against Wanxu alone.
Seeing that there was no room for negotiation, Jiuyou Evil Lord secretly said to Ye Chen: "Master Tomb Owner, leave immediately! Even if Wutian is just a clone, we are not opponents. It is better to escape as soon as possible. I will protect you!"
Ye Chen's heart trembled. Demon Ancestor Wutian's cultivation has reached the late stage of the Infinite Realm and is already the realm of eternal immortality. Even a clone is extremely powerful. If he fights forcefully, he will indeed be in danger.
Unless, Shisui's sword can be used.
However, let's not talk about the terrible backlash of Zhishui Kendo. Now that the spiritual energy and laws of the surrounding world are suppressed, Ye Chen has no chance to use his sword.
"Walk!"
Ye Chen made a quick decision and immediately brought out the Underworld Picture and brought Ji Siqing, Gu Tusu, Gu Xi, and the unconscious Xia Xuansheng in.
"Void Spirit Divine Veins, open!"
Immediately afterwards, Ye Chen suddenly opened the Void Spirit Divine Vein, and bursts of spatial power were released from his blood, constantly breaking through the surrounding blockades.
Ye Chen flew away in the air and ran away.
"You want to run away under my nose? That's too naive."
Demon Ancestor Wutian smiled disdainfully and sat on the black lotus platform, as still as a rock. He grabbed the void with his right hand, the surrounding air flow rotated, and the Gang Qi rioted, converging into a handleless long sword in his hand.
"Nine Nether Demonic Sword Stab, go!"
Demon Ancestor Wutian flicked his finger, and the long sword in his hand flew out, like black lightning, directly towards Ye Chen's back vest.
"Tianwu Zhenxuan Shield, protect!"
Jiuyou Evil Lord used Ye Chen's body to shoot out a piece of spiritual light with his backhand, and the spiritual light gathered into a shield.
Ding!
Demon Ancestor Wu Tian's flying sword came in for a stab, hit the shield, and penetrated the shield. However, the power of the sword was also exhausted and fell to the ground.
The moves used by Demon Ancestor Wutian are all martial arts from the old days, and Jiuyou Evil Lord is also proficient in the old times, so he can barely resist the attacks against Demon Ancestor Wutian.
Demon Ancestor Wutian fired dozens of swords in the midst of lightning and flint, but they were all stopped by Jiuyou Evil Lord.
Ye Chen took this opportunity to escape from the murderous aura of Demon Ancestor Wutian.
"Very well, Shi Qingtian, you are always against me and bullying my weak clone, right?"
Demon Ancestor Wutian snorted. His clone was actually not weak in power, but it was not his true body after all. All the old martial arts had limited power, but it was difficult to suppress Jiuyou Evil Lord.
After all, Jiuyou Evil Lord is also proficient in the past and just restrained him.
"Then I want to see how you can resist this magic weapon."
"The Demon Compass Jingzhu, I suppressed it!"
Demon Ancestor Wutian shouted loudly, and a black scripture building suddenly appeared on his palm. This scripture building was covered with an ancient inscription. It was densely packed and as complex as the words in the heavenly book. When it turned, the scriptures violently rubbed and collided. , turned into dark and profound articles, each of which was written with the ancient breath of demons and Buddhas, and the laws of magic.
