However, even so, he did not forget to rub his eyes, for fear that he had seen it wrong. Perhaps, this was just a painting, created from a dream, and he was so immersed in it that he could not distinguish the real part at all. , where is the fake.
Facts have proved that it was not an illusion or a dream, it was a real picture.
Ye Chen stood still and looked at the female saint's body quietly. He looked carefully. There was no flaw in any of her beautiful cheeks, exquisite figure, and graceful body. It was better than those goddesses in the mortal world. I don't know, it was hundreds of times stronger, and every move was resounding with the sound of the great heaven, as if it contained some kind of magic power.
"Senior, who are you?" Ye Chen called tentatively, hoping that the female holy body could answer him. This question has troubled him for too long.
"When you become stronger, you will naturally know." The female saint said calmly, gently flicking her sleeves, and disappeared into this world.
After that, Ye Chen left the Dragon Clan's forbidden land.
Outside, Qingrong was waiting for Ye Chen,
Running all the way over, the little girl's eyes were red and her tears were shining, "Brother Ye, are you okay?"
"No problem." Ye Chen smiled.
After a few more days in the Dragon Clan, Ye Chen was ready to leave.
Ye Chen took Xiao Bai to the upper world. Qing Rong saw him off until they were out of the dragon clan's range. Then he stopped to look at the distance and looked back three times. Along the way, they had already become brothers and sisters. They had been apart for several months. She Reluctant to part with it.
Ye Chen was free and easy, stepping into the void and ascending to the misty sky.
boom! boom! Boom!
As soon as I stepped into the Xutian, I heard a roar, and there were figures from all directions, coming with swords. Each one was carrying a magic weapon, all of which were engraved with ancient seals, which were Daluo heavens.
They were imperial soldiers, nine in number, surrounding a huge barrier.
In the barrier, there is a huge palace, towering and majestic, standing in the vast starry sky, resplendent and magnificent, overflowing with imperial power, crushing the world.
It was an extremely huge void warship, large enough to carry more than enough people. On the deck of the warship, there were many figures, all below the human race. The most eye-catching one was an old man, leaning on a cane. Holding a purple-gold fairy sword, he swayed step by step. His old eyes were cloudy, but they were also bright and bright, like two suns, so bright that no one dared to look at them.
I saw the huge flag standing in the wind, with three words engraved on it: Temple of Heaven.
Next to the old man, there stood a man in black robes. He was tall and straight, with a heroic figure, thunder torn between his brows, a domineering ancient holy body, stained with the vicissitudes of time, a pair of golden eyes, as cold as the god of death. Eyes, staring in one direction, seem to be able to penetrate into the future across the endless sky.
Looking next to him, there are still forty or fifty figures standing, all holding killing swords. Their cold light is exposed, and their killing aura is surging. Each of them is as good as the old man from the temple that day.
Ye Chen frowned, recognizing them.
"Celestial Clan, long time no see!"
With that said, Ye Chen flew towards the warship.
He could still remember how the Celestials treated the human race back then. Now that they had collided with each other, he couldn't let it go.
How could he forget that those scum, especially the elder of the Heavenly Temple, deserved to be exterminated. This was a blood debt that must be repaid with blood.
Immediately, he was seen shrinking to the ground with his feet, and he was in front of the old man of the gods in an instant. Without saying a word, he just punched him with his fists.
"The Celestial Clan."
Ye Chen stepped into the warship and suddenly felt terrified.
Seeing Ye Chen rushing towards him, the elder of the Celestial Clan raised his eyes wide and raised a sarcastic curve at the corner of his mouth, "A mere ant is worthy of provoking my divine power?"
As he said that, he waved his hand and raised Ling Tian Gai.
Ye Chen did not retreat but advanced, and wiped out the palm print with one finger.
His soft murmur caused the elder of the temple to look sideways and look up and down. When he saw Ye Chen, a sinister smile suddenly appeared on the corner of his mouth, "It turns out that it was a human cultivator, no wonder."
This guy's smile made Ye Chen feel awe-inspiring and screamed secretly.
Sure enough, in the next moment, the elder of the Tianshen Temple suddenly raised his hand and grabbed Ye Chen's shoulder. The attack speed was extremely fast, the peak of the king level, and it was a sneak attack. Ye Chen was caught off guard and did not escape. His shoulder was almost removed, and his back It left a bloody gully and almost split him alive. Fortunately, his body was tough.
"Ant." The elder of the Heavenly Temple smiled faintly, and Ling Tian clapped his big palm.
Ye Chen suddenly steadied himself and punched away the big palm.
Then, he escaped from the God's warship and jumped eighty thousand feet before stopping.
The elders of the Tianshen Temple followed closely and took one step across, blocking his way.
"Get lost." Ye Chen yelled with a sonorous voice, golden light blooming all over his body, like molten gold, with overwhelming fighting spirit. He punched through the void with one punch, disrupted the yin and yang, and collapsed the mountains and rivers. He was unparalleled in his dominance.
However, before he could hit the sky, he saw the elder of the Heavenly Temple, covering the sky with one hand. In the palm of his hand, secret techniques were evolving, with visions of destruction and chaotic energy surging.
Ye Chen was not afraid and resisted the blow.
puff!
Golden blood flowers bloomed, and he rolled over and landed on the ground, crushing a mountain. In the bloody gully, there were wisps of thunder and lightning raging.
puff!
The elder of Tianshen Temple spurted blood, stepped back eight steps, stabilized his figure, and looked at Ye Chen in shock, "How could that be?"
"How could this be?" Many elders of the Temple of Heaven were also shocked.
"The body of a god is invincible." The elder of the god tribe smiled ferociously, his eyes full of ferociousness, and he gritted his teeth, "How can a small human race hurt me?"
"I really underestimated you." Ye Chen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes were scarlet, and he stared at the elder of the Tianshen Temple. Although he was only a small human race, his physical body and combat power were far higher than those of the same level. He was even close to being a peak king. Give him seconds, if it were an ordinary human race, most of them would have been wiped out.
The elder of the Celestial Clan remained silent, and came to attack again. He pressed down with a palm in the air, and the palm print covering the sky, shrouded in the light of annihilation, sealed off a piece of heaven and earth.
Buzz!
Ye Chen struck out with a stick, and the giant golden stick dominated the sky and shattered the palm prints with one blow. Due to the backlash, he vomited blood and flew backwards, smashing into mountains.
"Suppress it for me." The elder of the Temple of Heaven snorted coldly and waved his palm again.
This palm was even more terrifying. Once it manifested, pitch-black lights shone out, and towering stone tablets appeared one after another. They were all made of rocks, with densely written seals on them, exuding an ancient majesty.
Ye Chen stopped, turned around, and escaped into nothingness, trying to escape from another direction. When he was overturned earlier, he took a peek at the warship. There were many monks sitting in it, and they were basically all gods. .
It's a pity that the elders of the Celestial Clan are also ruthless people, so he used the Great Reincarnation Technique.
Suddenly, a dark world descended, covering a hundred feet in radius, like a black hole swallowing Ye Chen. No matter how hard he struggled, he could not break through the restraints. His speed, his spiritual consciousness, and his perception were all restricted. It's like being in a quagmire and it's difficult to move.
The elder of the Celestial Clan sneered, and pushed forward with a palm, carrying the power of destroying the heaven and the earth. The runes carved between the palms also transformed into a mysterious formation, designed to trap the human race.
Zheng!
Ye Chenhuo's sacrificial sword went up against the sky and cut off the talisman pattern with one strike. However, even so, he suffered backlash and staggered.
