Chapter 9878: Old

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From the moment Ye Chen ascended, Shenxue Yaoji wanted to hunt Ye Chen, but with Ren Feifan guarding her, she had nowhere to start. Instead, she suffered Ren Feifan's revenge, causing huge losses and even her territory was taken away. piece.

However, if Ye Chen dares to touch her daughter, she will kill her directly at all costs, no matter who is behind Ye Chen.

In this world, the only thing Shenxue Yaoji cares about is her daughter Jialuo.

"The Life-Destroying Heavenly Palm!"

Shenxue Yaoji waved out a palm, with violent and ferocious palm power, and roared towards Ye Chen. She actually wanted to kill someone.

This Life-Destroying Heavenly Palm is a companion martial skill of the Fool's Divine Art. It is so powerful that it can exterminate all living creatures in the heavens. It is extremely tyrannical.

Ye Chen felt Shenxue Yaoji's palm slapped him, and he was suddenly suffocated and unable to move.

But at this critical moment of life and death, Ye Chen felt an extremely powerful force emerging from the reincarnation cemetery.

He subconsciously accepted this power, and raised his arm suddenly, and wisps of poisonous black light erupted from his palm, like sticky ink, which collided with Shenxue Yaoji's palm.

boom!

The palms of his hands struck each other, and Ye Chen made a "pop" sound, blood spurted out, and he retreated continuously. All the organs and meridians in his body were almost beaten to pieces.

But he was only seriously injured and not dead.

It is impossible to fight against the masters of the Heavenly Emperor and survive without dying.

But this impossible thing happened to Ye Chen.

Ye Chen was a little stunned, and he clearly felt that there was a huge dark figure rising slowly in the Samsara Cemetery.

It was an old man with beard and hair as black as ink, with a majestic and majestic aura, a sinister murderous aura in his facial features, and a huge desolation in his eyes, as if he had gone through many vicissitudes of life.

"Poison Hand Medicine God, is that you!?"

When Ye Chen saw this old man, he caught a glimpse of the old man's identity, and his heart was shocked.

If he guessed correctly, this old man was the legendary Poison Hand Medicine God!

He is the father of Du Gujialuo and the husband of Shenxue Yaoji!

Just now, it was the poisonous hand medicine god who lent his strength to Ye Chen, allowing him to block the palm of the god Xueyao Ji.

However, the power of the Poison Hand Medicine God contains terrifying poisonous essence, and it even contains the pressure of the Emperor of Heaven. Even if Ye Chen has the ancient poisonous divine veins, it will be difficult to bear it. After all, his cultivation is not enough.

At this moment, Ye Chen felt that the meridians all over his body had become dark under the infection of the poison, as if they were rotting like mud. His breathing was very labored, as if he would be corrupted into a pile of withered bones by the poison at any time.

As for Shenxue Yaoji, she was hit by Ye Chen's poisonous palm. Although she was not eroded by the poison, she still took a few steps back under the huge power of Ye Chen's palm.

"you……"

"This breath is..."

Shenxue Yaoji stared blankly at Ye Chen, her delicate body trembling violently, her eyes showing shock, astonishment, resentment, grievance, obsession and other complex emotions.

The poisonous hand medicine god used Ye Chen's eyes to see the goddess Xueyao Ji. The expression in his eyes was also very complicated, full of the sorrow of the years.

He wanted to acknowledge each other with a voice, but he seemed to be worried about something and did not speak after all. His old body trembled, and finally turned around and said with waning interest:

"Grave Master, if you don't want to die at the hands of my wife, then leave quickly."

These words woke up Ye Chen.

"Titan, go!"

Ye Chen made a quick decision and immediately launched the Titan Divine Ship, took Chu Bingyu's hand, jumped onto the ship, drove the ship through the sky and through the clouds, and left quickly.

"Shenxue Yaoji, stop him quickly!"

Feng Yuanlan shouted loudly, his pupils almost spitting out fire.

He was seriously injured and unable to stop Ye Chen.

And many of the dark believers of the Death Cult have already fled away.

Among the entire audience, the only one capable of intercepting Ye Chen was Shenxue Yaoji.

However, Shenxue Yaoji stood there blankly, completely lost in thought. She didn't know what she was thinking, but she watched helplessly and let Ye Chen leave, murmuring:

"He's not dead yet, he's back..."

The sound is like talking in sleep.

"Sister Bingyu!"

At this time, Lin Zhenyue, a disciple of Dao Zong Fu Zu, saw Ye Chen taking Chu Bingyu away, and his heart was shocked. He flew up, and burst out a series of spiritual talismans from his hands, roaring towards Ye Chen.

At this time, Ye Chen was in a very bad state.

Previously, Shenxue Yaoji shook the Diluo Universe with one palm, causing Ye Chen to be severely injured.

And borrowing the power of the poisonous hand medicine god also made Ye Chen deeply poisoned.

But there is still a little bit of the blessing power of the two snakes of time and space left in Ye Chen.

This little power is enough for him to deal with Lin Zhenyue.

Buzz!

Ye Chen waved his hand and first laid down a space barrier to block Lin Zhenyue's talisman from exploding.

"As time goes by, I will grow old."

Then, Ye Chen chanted, and a majestic pressure of the law of time rushed down like a torrent, washing hard on Lin Zhenyue.

"Ahhh!"

Lin Zhenyue screamed violently. Under the impact of the law of time, his body aged rapidly. In the blink of an eye, he changed from a tall and strong young man to a rickety old man with gray hair.

This wasn't over yet, his body was still aging, and he quickly transformed from a twilight old man into a withered skeleton, fell into the sea of ​​demon stars, and died on the spot.

Of course, he is a disciple of the Taoist Fuzu, and has a strong foundation in the Shinto. He will not die so easily. He will more or less retain a timeline, and there is a possibility of resurrection.

(End of chapter)