Chapter 1453 Old Resentment

Chapter 1453 old grudge

"Today is here, then you don't have to leave." Yin Zhong smiled with unbridled excitement, stretched out his big hand and grabbed Ye Chen, and there was a naked light of greed bursting in his eyes. , With the blood of the emperor shoulder-to-shoulder, he is full of treasures!

Ye Chen sneered, didn't say a word, only responded with the most powerful attack, one punch and eight wastes melted hundreds of secret magic powers, and the Chaos Dao is intertwined with the source, and the power is unparalleled.

With a loud rumbling sound, Yin Zhong's hand bones burst, and he stepped back, leaving a sunken footprint on the ground with every step he took.

"How can it be so strong." Yin Zhong's expression changed suddenly, his eyes were full of disbelief. Although he knew that Ye Chen was not an ordinary quasi-sage, he was a quasi-sage king, and the absolute suppression of his cultivation was actually a How can he accept that he is aloof when he is defeated.

"You dare to desert, the consequences will be very serious." After a short breath, Ye Chen killed him instantly.

"Arrogant." Yin Zhong was furious, and pointed out with a finger, with unparalleled penetrating power.

Ye Chen didn't dodge or dodge, he resisted the domineering finger, and Yin Zhong's blood and bones were dripping with one palm. It was because of Yin Zhong's deep background, otherwise, the dead palm would directly split him.

But even so, Yin Zhong was miserable enough. He burned his blood essence, escaped quickly, healed his bloody body, burned his blood essence, and in exchange for a majestic battle strength, he revitalized the natal magic weapon.

It was an ancient bronze mirror. It was a genuine holy king soldier. It was soaked in the blood of many living beings.

The virtual sky collapsed because of the coercion of the ancient bronze mirror, the divine brilliance was like a fairy waterfall, and every strand that overflowed was like a giant mountain.

"Die!" The man's face was grim and terrifying, and he moved the bronze mirror of the Holy King's soldiers, and the empty space that had just healed collapsed in an instant.

Ye Chen didn't dare to regret, and sacrificed the Chaos Cauldron. He had seen more than one holy king's magic weapon along the way, but it was the first time he had seen a holy king's soldier as powerful as Yin Zhong.

The Chaos God Cauldron hummed, became huge in one breath, the body of the cauldron was thick, the breath was simple, the energy of chaos was pouring out, the word of Dunjia was running, dancing with the Tao, and regretting the bronze mirror.

The rumbling sound resumed, and Ye Yinzhong spurted blood on the spot. Although his bronze mirror was terrifying, he couldn't resist Chaos Cauldron, and was attacked by terror. He stepped back again, and his bloody body cracked again.

quick fight,

Ye Chen traversed the nine heavens, with a phantom figure, and was killed as far as Yin Zhong ten feet away.

Yin Zhong gritted his teeth, and a blood-colored thunderbolt shot out from his eyes, rolling with the power of annihilation, pressing directly between Ye Chen's eyebrows.

Of course, he still underestimated the defense of Ye Chen Shenhai. With the Dragon Soul of Danzu and the powerful Phoenix Immortal Royal in charge, his blood-colored lightning was far from hurting Ye Chen's foundation.

At the same time, Ye Chen's eyebrows shot out a golden glow, which is the secret method of the gods' death, and it is the combination of nine paths.

Blood splattered immediately, Yin Zhong was severely injured, and the defense of his Divine Sea, in front of the nine-in-one Shen Shang, was like a decoration, fragile like white paper, and collapsed in an instant.

This was a devastating blow, the Divine Sea was pierced, and the Primordial Spirit could not escape bad luck.

what....!

The screams sounded immediately, Yin Zhong disheveled his hair, staggered back, his head was about to burst, blood bleeds from all seven orifices, and spread to his body, his muscles and bones were broken, and blood spurted out.

Ye Chen came and arrived in an instant, with one sword Fengshen, ten thousand swords united, pierced through his heart.

At the same time, Chaos Cauldron smashed the bronze mirror, like a ray of divine light flying, Ling Xiao fell down, and Yin Zhong, who had not yet stabilized his figure, was crushed on the spot for a while.

"I don't believe it." Yin Zhong roared, forcibly holding up the big cauldron to suppress it, burning Shouyuan, in exchange for more powerful combat power, and there was an ancient god pattern on the eyebrows.

Seeing this, Ye Chen came in one step and cut out the sword of silence. Knowing that Yin Zhong had moved the forbidden law, how could he give him time to breathe, and he still understood the reason why he was dying while he was sick.

Sure enough, his sword came at the right time. Before Yin Zhong's forbidden method was fully displayed, he was cut off by him, and it was a powerful backlash. The broken blood body was turned into flying ashes.

"It's over." Ye Chen's eyes were indifferent, his tone was ethereal and cold, and his suffocating aura was full of suffocation.

"Kill." Only the Yuanshen Yin Zhong roared, and he sacrificed hundreds of magical instruments in one breath. The momentum is connected, and the power is shocking, like bright stars, blooming with divine light.

Ye Chen didn't say a word, suddenly raised his hand, and the magic weapon was crushed and turned into a wisp of nothingness.

"Execution." Yin Chong's primordial spirit burned, and he opened his mouth to spit out a stream of blood, which turned into a sea of ​​blood, with an ancient seal and a killing sword, one for ban and one for killing.

Chaos Cauldron bumped over, banned Fang Guyin, and crushed the killing sword directly.

Another backlash, Yin Zhong screamed and screamed, Yuanshen distorted and became transparent, how dare to continue the battle, blood sacrificed the power of Yuanshen, turned around and fled, and the speed was extremely fast.

Ye Chen did not catch up, so he summoned Tianlei Xianhuo, pulled a bow and an arrow, and shot a thunderous arrow.

In the next moment, Yin Zhong, who could not escape a thousand feet, was shot down by an arrow and fell into the sky.

Ye Chen climbed to Jiuxiao, moved Taixu Longjian, and Yin Zhong, who just got up, was suppressed.

At this point, the war is over. Although Yin Zhong has not yet approved the Holy King, how can he withstand the Taixu Longjian with his current form and combat power, and the power of the primordial spirit has been wiped out, and he is unable to move.

"Your baby, I'll take care of you." Ye Chen raised his hand and consciously took away the heavy Qiankun bag. The spoils were to be collected, and it was a treasure of a quasi-sage king.

"Forgive your life, spare your life." Yin Zhong was frightened, and looked at Ye Chen in horror, the quasi-sage king who was aloof. At this moment, he also smelled the breath of death, and his whole body was cold and temperatureless. He was afraid of death.

"It's no use begging me, tell him." Ye Chen put away the storage bag and released the rune from the saint in black. To be on the safe side, he also banned the pair of magic powers to prevent the other party from escaping.

"Yin Zhong, stay safe!" The saint in black stared coldly at the sealed Yin Zhong.

"Yin Shan." Yin Zhong recognized the saint in black at a glance. Like him, he was also the elder of the Taiqing Palace, but in terms of status and identity within the sect, he was much higher than the other party.

"You actually plotted against him, this old man." Yin Zhong reacted after a second or two, but he shouted and roared hideously. Yin Shan and Ye Chen were together, which proved a lot of things.

"Calculate? Look at who I am." The black-clothed saint sneered and tore off his own face, revealing a new face. The face was very old, and there was a sword mark running from the forehead to the chin. The appearance is extremely scary, and it looks particularly gloomy at night.

"You...Xiao...Xiao Yan." Yin Zhong's eyes were prominent, his eyes full of disbelief, "Impossible, this is impossible, you are obviously dead, and the old man sent you to Huangquan by himself."

"Nothing is impossible." The black-clothed sage named Xiao Yan seemed to be insane. He grabbed Yin Zhong's neck with both hands and pinched it up. His turbid old eyes were blood-colored, except for hatred or hatred. "You didn't expect it! The old man is still alive, and if he lives for hundreds of years, he is waiting for today to collect the blood debt for my wife and children."

"Xiao Yan, I really underestimate you." Knowing that he would die, Yin Zhong laughed, showing two rows of white teeth, "Yes, they were killed by me, I used you to refine the pill, And your wife, the picture of my **** dying, is really wonderful."

"Then pay for my wife and child's life." Xiao Yan growled, really insane, blood and tears ran down Cang Mu's face, and the exposed blue veins on his forehead covered the wrinkled skin.

"What if you kill this old man, they will never come back." Yin Zhongxiao's perverted, unscrupulous, as if the more Xiao Yan roared and furious, the more excited he became.

"Kill." Xiao Yan exerted force on his hand, strangling Yin Zhong to death, and this was not the end, Yin Zhong's broken Primordial Spirit was also torn to pieces one by one.

At night, due to Yin Chong's death, it was turned into peace and quiet, leaving only a devastated world.

After killing Yin Zhong, Xiao Yan knelt there feebly, his old eyes were cloudy, and some only had blood and tears.

The breeze blew, strands of his black hair turned into silver threads.

Behind him, Ye Chen sighed secretly, and understood Xiao Yan's state of mind very well. His wife was insulted, his children were made into medicinal pills, and even if he lived for hundreds of years, hatred was supporting him.

Now, when his great revenge has been avenged, he has lost his spiritual support. Hundreds of years of hatred and hatred have consumed all his energy. Without a goal, the road ahead is like a dark night without light.

Suddenly, Ye Chen lightly flicked his hand, released his ban, and then turned around slowly, without asking him for a secret technique to change the world. It was so miserable that he couldn't bear it.

Of course, before he could step into the virtual sky, a wisp of divine consciousness floated into his divine sea. It was a huge and mysterious artistic conception, blended with a supreme secret method, which was the one that changed the sky.

Ye Chen was stunned, turned around subconsciously, and looked at Xiao Yan, but he didn't say anything.

"Thank you." Xiao Yan got up with his back to Ye Chen, his voice was old and hoarse, he walked with old steps, hunched over Cangmu's old body, and walked into the distance step by step.

His back is desolate and lonely, and every strand of silver hair carries the sadness of the vicissitudes of life.

Ye Chen sighed again, turned around silently, and logged into the virtual sky, disappearing like a fairy light.

This piece of heaven and earth was still so peaceful. It wasn't until a long time later that two or three figures set foot on it. When they saw the devastation in this place, they were all surprised. It was not difficult to imagine that there was a war before.

Here, Ye Chen was already hundreds of thousands of miles away, all the way to the sky, and all the way, he was secretly comprehending the secret method of moving the sky and changing the ground.

The artistic conception that Xiao Yan gave to change the sky and change the earth is not complete, it can only be understood, it is difficult to describe, but this is enough for Ye Chen, and it is only a matter of time for a thorough understanding.