The immortal puppet appeared in front of Ye Chen, and his body exuded immortal power.
But Ye Xuan knows that he is just a fake immortal. In this world, no one can truly become an immortal!
The immortal puppet looked at Ye Chen with a dull expression. There was no sparkle in his empty eyes. There was only hatred for Ye Chen and his obsession was extremely strong.
He is powerful beyond imagination. Even under the restrictions of the Holy Land of the Spiritual Race, he is enough to rival the peak immortals. Moreover, he is still growing crazily, and there seems to be a vague buzzing, as if he is improving his cultivation.
"You will die too."
Ye Chen shouted violently, swung his sword and struck at the puppet, an unparalleled blow.
However, before his iron rod could reach him, the puppet waved his hand, and with a fairy light, carrying the power of destruction, he knocked Ye Chen over.
boom! boom!
Ye Chen was bleeding and took a few steps back, with a ferocious face. The already wounded holy body had many cracks, and the muscles and bones were exposed, which was shocking.
The puppet of the spirit clan immortal was indeed terrifying. Just this momentum alone made Ye Chen unable to breathe.
"This sword is pretty good." Ye Chen grinned.
"I will crush you to ashes." The Immortal Puppet snorted coldly, stepping down from the sky like a king.
Ye Chen didn't reply, and used the Heaven-defying Eight Desolations to directly attack the puppet's eyebrows.
The puppet was not afraid and swept forward with one arm.
pound! Bang! Sonorous! boom! Click!
Suddenly, the vast starry sky swayed for a moment. Ye Chen fought with the Immortal Puppet. Every punch and kick was terrifying, and meteorites were knocked to pieces.
This area is already in chaos. The Great Chu Immortal has been suppressed. All the Immortals have joined forces and are unable to break the ban. However, the Spirit Clan Immortals are all in dire straits.
Here, Ye Chen fought more and more fiercely. He was blasted away time and time again, but he stood up again and again. His whole body was golden, and every ray of golden light was dyed with the power of thunder.
The immortals of the Spiritual Clan are not weak at all, they are both offensive and defensive, and their combat power is extremely domineering.
boom! Boom!
The sound of the battle shook the sky, and the entire Holy Land of the Spirit Clan collapsed due to the fight between the two.
I don't know when the war stopped.
Ye Chen bled, and was annihilated inch by inch, leaving only a residual soul, standing in the mist, in a miserable shape, with streaks of blood overflowing, a broken holy body, also mottled with blood, pieces of broken golden bones, stinging the world Although his eyes were extraordinary, he was ultimately no match for a genuine immortal.
"You ants, are you talking about changing your fate against the will of heaven?" the Immortal Puppet said coldly, his words were cold and devoid of any emotion.
"I'm not willing to give in!"
Ye Chen's hiss made people feel sad. A generation of immortals, so proud, were defeated in the hands of a spiritual puppet. They were suppressed and could not raise their heads.
The immortal from the Spirit Clan stopped talking nonsense and came to kill him again. His palms were glittering and translucent, and there was a black halo around them. He pressed against the real body of Ye Chen Yuanshen across the void to kill him.
"After I die, the spirit clan will perish."
Ye Chen suddenly stood up and rushed into the calamity. Instead of escaping, he ran into him head-on.
boom!
There was a rumbling sound, and a brilliant halo spread.
Ye Chen, on the other hand, flew backwards, his bloody body collapsing mountains one after another, and finally fell down, creating a deep pit. Although he withstood the attack of the Immortal Puppet, the bright black light was still there. Pass through the body.
Wow! puff!
Ye Chen vomited blood, his back felt terrible, his spine was broken, and his spinal cord collapsed. If he hadn't had reincarnation to protect his soul, that black light would have been enough to destroy his true fire and make him lose his soul.
"Ant." The puppet moved his feet and stepped forward.
This step made the sky tremble, and Ye Chen's so-called unyieldingness instantly collapsed.
He is indeed very defiant and invincible at the same level, but he is still one level behind.
This is an indisputable fact. A genuine immortal is far more powerful than his predecessors.
Ye Chen raised his eyes and watched the puppet Ling Tian kick.
His eyes were as smooth as ancient wells, without joy or worry, without sadness or anger, not even a trace of fear, just because that kick was only half a foot away from him, and when it came down, it was enough to crush his soul, but , at this moment, the demonic nature in his body burned a little bit more, and the rolling demonic evil was raging, making him have a fierce fighting spirit. In his fighting spirit, there was also a power called recovery.
The burning of demonic nature caused his combat power to soar. His origin and energy instantly returned to their peak at this moment, and his combat power also skyrocketed, forcing him to open the kick.
Immediately, Ye Chen was like a gust of wind, passing by that foot. The iron rod in his hand had already poked into the chest of the spirit clan immortal and smashed it down hard.
"Break it for me." The spirit clan immortal yelled angrily, tilting his head to avoid Ye Chen's iron rod, punching through Ye Chen's Danhai, and almost killing Ye Chen with one blow.
"You also have a taste of my magic weapon." Ye Chen sneered, turned his hand and twitched the iron rod, and swept it towards the immortal.
The Immortal Puppet dodged, but was still half a beat too late and was scratched by the iron rod.
puff!
With a wisp of blood flowers blooming, Ye Chen's left arm was slapped by the puppet and turned into a piece of flesh and blood.
Not only that, Ye Chen was also shocked to the point of spurting blood. He stumbled back and fell all the way to the vast ground. He was covered in blood and scarred, with a pair of golden eyes protruding and tears of blood everywhere.
The puppet of the Spiritual Clan Immortal was really terrifying. Even with his overbearing defense, he couldn't completely block the power of his blow. He was severely injured by a palm. If it weren't for the Armor of Reincarnation, he would probably be killed on the spot. Such... The strength is far beyond the peak combat power he should have, which is a qualitative transformation.
"Little friend, you can't do it anymore." The spirit clan immortal smiled mischievously and walked towards Ye Chen step by step. Every time he stepped on it, the world he stepped on exploded, and a palm pushed out a fairy river, cutting off one of Ye Chen's legs.
Ye Chen said nothing, gritted his teeth and climbed up, dragging his tired body and continued on the road, letting the Spirit Clan immortals attack and slaughter him.
He looked like a madman, regardless of his scars, his eyes were scarlet, and he just wanted to try his best to break the bondage.
"Aren't you awake yet?"
Suddenly, a vicissitudes of words came from the depths of the Holy Land of the Spirit Clan, and a vague figure slowly emerged, like a dream bubble, hazy, but it could not hide the majesty of the world, overlooking the heavens, a long word, containing the years. Silence also carries the essence of Taoism and its secrets, like drums at dusk and bells in the morning, which have not faded away for a long time, causing Tianque Mountain to sway.
At this moment, everything in the world was still for a moment, including Ye Chen and the immortals of the Spirit Clan.
Then, I heard a humming sound. Listening carefully, it turned out to be a scripture, a wordless heavenly book.
But I heard his words: Three thousand avenues, returning to ruins and nirvana; Yin and Yang two rituals, defying nature.
That is a Buddhist scripture, word for word, all imprinted on the ancestral land of the Spirit Clan, and it is infinitely mysterious.
Listening to that voice, Ye Chen's eyes were misty, as if he had forgotten the pain and hatred, like an old monk sitting in meditation, forgetting his surroundings and only looking in one direction. That was a tree deep in the ancestral land of the Spirit Clan, where he was bathing. In the light, bathed in golden glory, the branches are luxuriant.
That tree is not an ordinary tree, but a Bodhi tree. It is rooted in nothingness, absorbs the essence of the sun and the moon, and absorbs the spiritual power of heaven and earth. Every trace of its power is filled with the charm of Tao. It is the master of the spiritual world and also the spiritual power of the world. The beliefs of the Eldar.
At this moment, the Bodhi tree bloomed in a strange way, and the sky was filled with light and rain.
Its way is compassionate and warm. Snow-white lotus flowers flew down and enveloped Ye Chen, nourishing his scarred and broken body.
Well……!
The Bodhi tree trembled slightly, drooped its branches, picked up Ye Chen, and sent him to the virtual sky.
"Who am I, where am I, and what do I do?" Ye Chen murmured to himself with empty eyes.
"No, no, this is an illusion!"
Ye Chen roared angrily.
"I am the Human Emperor. I want to walk out of my own way. I must suppress all enemies!"
Ye Chen's eyes suddenly emitted a divine light, he looked ahead and roared: "How dare you disturb my Taoist heart even if you are a mere fake immortal!"
