The First Thousand Five Hundred and Fifty-Four Chapters of the Mirror

Chapter 1554 The Mirror of God

"Looking for a place to hide, the southern region is so big, I don't believe they can find it anywhere." In the Chaos Cauldron, Yan Long touched his chin, "When the limelight passes, take the opportunity to sneak out."

"The ten thousand clans are going to kill me, God knows when the limelight will pass, I don't have much longevity, I can't wait." Ye Chen smiled leisurely, and continued to bless Zhou Tian's secret method on his body, "They are officials and I am bandits, The initiative is still in my hands, and it's not that easy to catch me."

"It seems that you already have a plan in your mind." Yan Long's big eyes were round and he looked at Ye Chen brightly.

"Let's go to the nearest ancient city first." Ye Chen smiled, got up immediately, and rushed out of the ground, like a ray of light flying in one direction, with extreme speed and vigilance.

Along the way, he was safe and sound, and he did not encounter anyone who was hunted and killed by the ten thousand clans.

In an unfortunate moment, a huge ancient city appeared in front of his eyes. He stepped into the city, and when he entered the city, he heard one after another discussion, most of which were passed down from tea stalls and wineries, "The Eucharist fruit is hanging on the sky."

"Wanted orders from all clans have been provoked, and 80% of them will not be able to get out of the southern region. The battle of ten thousand clans is too big." The stall owners on both sides of the street also whispered to each other, sighing and slamming their tongues constantly." If he escapes again this time, I will take his surname."

"Where is the Holy Body Fruit so lively, it's coming from Xuanhuang, I'm afraid it hasn't stopped for a day."

"The movement is even worse at a time. If it was me, my mother would have died 800 times." Many people secretly counted with their fingers, most of which were major things that Ye Chen had already done.

"The movement of the ten thousand clans is even bigger this time, which has made people in the southern region panic, when will they be the boss!"

In the midst of the discussion, Ye Chen walked quietly, filtered the noise by himself, and glanced at the tea stall not far away, where there was an old man in purple robe, sitting quietly, drinking tea quietly.

It was a strong man of the Kunpeng clan, and his cultivation base was at the great saint level. Although he had exhausted his breath, he still could not escape Ye Chen's peeping. He was extremely sensitive to the blood of the Kunpeng clan, and he could see through it at a glance.

After closing his eyes at will, Ye Chen looked at the other place indistinctly. In a small wine shop, he swept across a black old man, and in front of a stall, he saw a blood-haired old man.

Those people are not simple, there are Jinwu clan, Baqi clan, and ancient blood geese clan, all of them are well hidden, but in front of Ye Chen, all the secret methods are displayed.

Ye Chen's expression remained unchanged, walking through the bustling crowd. Along the way, he saw no less than five of the great saints alone, as well as the saint kings and the quasi-sage kings.

There are also many.

He didn't need to ask, he knew what those people were doing here? Must be waiting for the rabbit to come.

In just one ancient city, there are so many strong people, which makes him a little embarrassed. The wanted order of all ethnic groups is powerful, and the participation of more than 5,000 races is not small.

He has reason to believe that, such as this ancient city, more than 90% of the ancient cities in the southern region, all have such a lineup.

Fortunately, he did not capture the breath of the Emperor and the Emperor, which is good news.

"Do it, do it with them." Yanlong in the cauldron jumped three feet high, screaming, "You have a dead general, it shouldn't be difficult to kill these powerhouses, don't be a motherfucker."

"Do you think you are playing?" Ye Chen rolled his eyes at Yanlong, "It is easy to destroy these, but it will also expose myself, narrowing their search scope and the rhythm of courting death."

Saying that, he turned around and entered a restaurant, went straight to the third floor, and entered a private room.

Holding the wine glass, he came to the window. Through the half-closed window, he could clearly see the ancient city teleportation formation opposite, guarded by three old men, all of whom were holy kings.

They did not forbid the monks to use the teleportation array, nor did they hunt down suspicious people. Although the battle of the ten thousand races was large, there were many people in the southern region, and they were screened one by one, and there were not enough manpower designated.

Moreover, Mo Xiaoxiao looked at the southern region, and there was no shortage of crouching tigers and hidden dragons. If they accidentally angered them, they might cause a war. Ten thousand clans were also afraid, and they did not dare to be too arrogant.

At this moment, Ye Chen was staring at the teleportation array, where a golden mirror stood, exuding a mysterious atmosphere. Anyone who used the teleportation array would be irradiated by the divine mirror.

"You have Zhou Tian's cover, so you should be able to avoid that divine mirror." Yan Long pondered.

"I'm not afraid of 10,000, just in case." Ye Chen covered the window, "That magical mirror is not simple, it was designed for me, and if I walk up to it, I will most likely be exposed to my real body, since I know what I am carrying How could they be unprepared for the mysterious concealment technique, it's better to be careful."

"Don't think about it, other ancient cities are also hiding powerhouses everywhere, and there must be that strange mirror next to the teleportation array." Yan Long said, "Just wait for you to show up, and then capture you alive."

"I really thought I was a rabbit, would I hit a tree by myself?" Ye Chen sneered, waved out a fairy light, and set up a mysterious barrier, shrouding the private room and isolating it from the outside world.

After that, he sacrificed a great saint-level yin and undead general, and also sacrificed three holy soldiers-level instruments, a copper furnace, a treasure pot, and a god tower, all of which are not low-level.

After doing this, he still didn't forget to sacrifice the Chaos Divine Cauldron from the Sea of ​​God and hang it by his side.

Yan Long lay down on Dingkou again, glanced at the dead general of Yin Ming, and looked at those magic tools, and finally set his eyes on Ye Chen, not knowing what this fellow was going to do.

Ye Chen didn't speak, turned over and jumped into the Chaos God Cauldron, appearing beside Yan Long.

Yan Long was stunned and looked at Ye Chen suspiciously, "You also came in, what do you mean."

Ye Chen still didn't speak, just stood quietly, raised his eyes slightly, and looked at the big tripod from the inside.

This is the first time he has entered his own cauldron. This time, it is extraordinary. The chaotic cauldron becomes a world, a piece of white, and the chaotic energy is turbulent and majestic like the sea.

Slowly closing his eyes, he gave an order to the great saint-level yin-ming death general outside.

That great sage level Yin and Ming Dying was about to move, and put the Chaos Cauldron into the copper furnace, and then the copper furnace into the divine tower, and then the divine tower into the treasure pot.

Seeing such a scene, Yan Long scratched his head with a vague understanding, and looked at Ye Chen, "I still want to understand, do you want Yinming Death to take us out and avoid prying eyes?"

"You're not stupid!" Ye Chen smiled and blessed many secret methods on many instruments.

"This operation is quite coquettish." Yan Long grinned and looked at the great saint-level yin-ming death general again. It had stuffed the treasure pot into a storage bag and sealed it tightly.

That is to say, he and Ye Chen are in the big cauldron, the big ding is in the copper furnace, the copper furnace is in the god tower, the god tower is in the treasure pot, and the treasure pot is in the storage bag, there are four floors in total. .

Here, Ye Chen has given an order to Yin Ming Death General, Yin Ming Death General received the order, took stiff steps, turned and walked out of the private room, out of the restaurant, and went straight to the teleportation array.

There are many people who use the teleportation array, and all of them have to be peeped by the divine mirror next to the teleportation array.

Perhaps this is the reason why the speed was slowed down, so that there was a long queue, which made the waiting people very dissatisfied, "I have something urgent to do, so this is nonsense."

"It's like no one is in a hurry. My wife is in a hurry to give birth to a child. If I don't go, she won't give birth."

"Auntie, I'm still rushing to get married? It's been like this all the way, and I'm suffocating."

"Noisy." The three holy kings guarding the teleportation array scolded each other coldly, glanced coldly at the monk below, and stopped all the abuse, "If you want to blame, you will blame the desolate holy body."

The place below suddenly became quiet. On the surface, he did not dare to disobey, but he scolded it a thousand times in his heart. It was only because the power of the ten thousand clans was too large. They were ants and could not afford to offend those giants.

The Great Sage-level Yin Ming Death General stood quietly, and when one went up in front, he took a step forward, without any rush, he left the quiet queue, and occasionally glanced around.

It's not that it is looking at the four directions, but Ye Chen has connected his line of sight and looks at the four directions with his eyes. Although Ye Chen is in the chaotic cauldron, what more things can he do?

"Hopefully the Eucharist can escape this time, and come back to take care of them one by one." Before Yin Ming was about to die, he was a bald man, and he muttered as soon as he came in line.

"Fellow Daoist, your crescent moon pendant is pretty good and can be sold." The great sage-level Yinming Death General spoke, but in fact, Ye Chen spoke through its mouth, staring at the crescent moon pendant hanging on the neck of the bald man through his eyes, That's a treasure, more precisely, it's a Di Jue fragment.

The bald-headed man heard the sound, looked back subconsciously, looked up and down the dead general of Yin Ming, looked at it, and couldn't help frowning. With his quasi-sage king cultivation, he couldn't see the other side's realm.

"Fellow Daoist, whether to sell or not." Yin Ming Death Jiang laughed, but this smile was very scary.

"This is my family heirloom, and I can't sell it." The bald man pulled off the crescent moon pendant hanging from his neck. He didn't forget to take a breath at it when he was done, and wiped it with his sleeve.

"This price can be negotiated." Ye Chen spoke again through the mouth of the dead general, how could he not know the big man's careful eyes, Lao Tzu said to buy, you moved out of the family heirloom, just want to sell a good price, as long as You are willing to sell, money is not a problem.

"Since fellow Daoists like it, it's not that I can't bear the pain to give up my love." The bald man said solemnly, "There is a shortage of Originium recently. If you pay 300,000 yuan, I will sell it to you."

"The price is fair." Yin Mingdie took out the storage bag from his arms, no more or no less.

"Young Daoist is a cheerful person." The bald-headed man grinned, hurriedly took the storage bag, and slidly stuffed the crescent moon pendant to the dead general, for fear that the other party would go back on it.

"My mother, go for it! A broken pendant is worth 300,000 yuan?" The eyes of the people on the front and the back were gleaming, they looked at the bald man, and they all glanced at the dead general.

"Nonsense, that's a family heirloom for me." The bald-headed man looked disapproving, and when the line reached him, he walked directly to the altar and let the mirror shine, happy in his heart.

"Fellow Daoist, I also have a treasure here, why don't you take a look?" Although the bald-headed man went up, Ye Chen surrounded the dead general and brought out a mess.

"No." Yin Ming Death General replied casually, and followed him to the altar.