Chapter 2582 Bomb 1 Flash

Chapter 2582 a flash

In front of the Sutra Pavilion, more and more disciples came to hear the news.

The main reason is that Ye Chen's limelight is too high, and Huayang's name is too big. One is the true biography of Huashan, and the other is the master of the Taoist scriptures. The two of them have to fight, just listening to them is fresh. It is rare to have a show, so there is no reason not to watch it.

As a result, the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion, which was deserted in the past, is quite lively today, not to mention the open space, even on the top of the hill, there are shadows of people, stepping on their feet to watch.

"Boss, in your opinion who is more capable of fighting." In the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion, the Diyuan clone raised his hand. This fellow is also a loyal spectator, and he did not forget to glance at the deity.

The deity of Diyuan has not opened his eyes, but his expression already represents everything. Hua Yang's face is a saint, but he is actually an emperor. Even if the scattered immortal world suppresses the cultivation realm, this fact cannot be erased. New saints and those who suppress saints. The battle between the emperors can be imagined.

Even he thinks so, not to mention the disciples outside.

The sages themselves and the quasi emperors who were suppressed to the sages are not the same thing. They are both sages. The fool knows who is weak and who is strong. How much power does the small stone in the four realms have.

"I bet one move, and the little stone is completely defeated."

"I can't! After all, someone who recognizes the master of the Taoist scriptures can be so unbearable?"

"Senior Brother Huayang is a quasi-emperor."

The disciples talked a lot, and before the battle, the result was already decided. Few people were optimistic about Ye Chen. There was no doubt about his talent, but after all, he was a new saint and his combat power was limited.

Amidst the noise, Hua Yang raised his hand slightly and raised a finger.

It's not bragging, there is no Ye Chen in his eyes, he is really arrogant, the light of contempt is bright, and the meaning of raising a finger is obvious: one move to defeat you.

Ye Chen is also sensible, and also raised a finger.

The disciples raised their eyebrows, wondering what this finger meant.

"Don't waste time." Hua Yang said lightly, disappearing in an instant, reappearing in front of Ye Chen, a Lingtian palm knife, engraved with ancient seal script, the power is still very domineering, able to split Ye Chensheng, Few of the monks and immortals of the same rank can hold it.

Ye Chen just smiled and didn't move, but at that moment, his body turned into an illusion.

"you......

"Hua Yang's color changed suddenly, his palm smashed into the air, he didn't know Ye Chen was still in charge of such a heaven-defying immortal method, which was obviously a space immortal method, which could turn reality into reality.

He was empty, but Ye Chen's attack was effective. He used the raised finger, bent into a hook shape, and shot and flashed at Hua Yang's forehead.

Afterwards, I saw all the disciples raised their eyes in unison, their eyeballs swayed left and right, watching Huayang fly out, like a stream of light, passing through thousands of mountains and rivers, across the yin and yang of the universe, and smashed into the distance. A bullet and a flash, the thief said sourly.

After a long time, I heard a rumbling sound, and I didn't need to look at it to know that Huayang, who was flying upside down, slammed into a mountain, knocking a steep mountain into a crash.

For a long time, the front of the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion was terribly silent.

Everyone's mouths, including the real person from that place, were half-open, and the whole person was petrified. His face was dumbfounded. Pointing to the bombs flying, lawless.

After three or five seconds, all the disciples turned to look at Ye Chen, and those eyes were indescribably shocked.

"This guy, let's hang up!" Someone opened his mouth and swallowed his saliva.

"Flying a quasi emperor with one finger, how terrifying he is."

"Bearing the Taoist scriptures and breaking through the four realms in one day, it is a monster against the sky." The voices of discussion rose again and again, one after another, shocking, sighing, and tongue-twitching intertwined, forming a sea tide, the little stone spirits in their eyes, As if he had become a monster.

At this moment, they realized that Ye Chen's raised finger had several meanings, which meant that with one finger, he defeated the opponent in one move.

Facts have proved that his finger is still very easy to use. With one shot and one flash, he really sent his first true biography of Huashan flying with one finger.

Ye Chen blew that finger, and has already stepped forward, going straight to the real mountain peak of Huashan, all Huashan disciples, he naturally keeps his hands, if he wants to destroy Huayang, one move is enough.

Looking at Ye Chen's back, everyone's eyes changed, and they were already in awe.

In the Tibetan Sutra Pavilion, the expression of the real person Di Yuan has become more and more exciting, and he has not yet shaken the gods. Huayang's combat power, he knows, and has the capital to leapfrog battles.

Who would have thought that a newly promoted saint would fly away with one finger.

"Boss, there are times when you are wrong."

Di Yuan clone said cheerfully, and he was also a rebellious master. Seeing the deity's wonderful expression and inexplicable coolness, he just said that he was so sure, but he was slapped in the face.

Di Yuan Zhenren didn't say anything, and it was undeniable that he had misunderstood.

More than he was mistaken, the real person Huashan, who was secretly concerned about, has not recovered for a long time. He recognized the master of the Taoist scriptures. He knew that Ye Chen would not be weak, but he did not know how strong he was.

"Is it possible that it is because of the Emperor Dao Shen Yun?" Fairy Huashan said softly.

The real Huashan smiled, "Di Yun is not on him."

Fairy Huashan was quite shocked when she heard this. Without moving Di Yun, she could fly Huayang with one finger. If Di Yun cheered, wouldn't it be even more heaven-defying, and Huayang would be more than half a second away.

The most embarrassed is Hua Yang, lying in the rubble, did not get up for a long time, I don't know if I was stunned by a finger flick, or it was difficult to accept the fact, Shen Hai was rumbling, his head was about to burst, and his mind was already confused. , can not distinguish between the real and the imaginary.

He was defeated, and he was a complete mess. The so-called arrogance, the so-called bloodline, the so-called cultivation base, and the so-called Dao Accumulation were all inferior to a finger of Xiao Shi.

Here, Ye Chen has already climbed a mountain with a picture scroll in his arms.

This peak is called Qiankun Peak, which is exclusive to the headmaster. It is also the largest mountain in Huashan except the main peak. It is exclusive to the headmaster, so it is not simple. The sound is clear, and the aura is extremely majestic.

Gee!

Going up the stone steps, Ye Chen clicked his tongue constantly.

The spiritual flowers and plants bred in this mountain are surging with vitality, and they are all top-grade in the best quality. It is a natural spiritual grass garden. Any alchemist will be moved by it.

As if he knew that he was coming, Huashan Zhenren had already made tea and waited.

There is also Fairy Huashan, who is tired of being together all day. If you say that there is no special relationship between the two, you will not believe it. Maybe you will sleep in the same bed at night.

Ye Chen came up, and at a glance, his eyes were even brighter.

Of course, what he was looking at was not the real person and the fairies, but the dense land behind them. There was a fairy thing, which was the flower of the legendary fairy. It was a vision of its own. Very majestic essence.

Such immortals are extinct in the heavens.

The reason why his eyes are bright is because the flower of the fairy is also a blind material for refining the Rank Nine Resurrection Pill, and no other material can replace it.

Therefore, without this fairy flower, he would not be able to refine the Rank Nine Resurrection Pill.

"Good stuff." Ye Chen licked his lips, and he was ready to fight on the spot, then ran away, believing that no one could catch up to him, and for the sake of the baby, he was resolutely shameless.

However, this idea was quickly dispelled. Huashan was not mean to him. It would be too rude to steal people's treasures like this. Fuck, it's better to fool around normally.

"Enough is enough." Huashan real person laughed. He was amused by this little stone, but he wasn't stupid. He also knew that it was a baby, isn't that a baby? It has been nurtured for thousands of years, and must be cared for every day with Dao and essence, and even he is regarded as a treasure.

Ye Chen smiled dryly, stepped forward, and took the picture scroll brought out from the Sutra Collection Pavilion.

Taken out together, there is also the one bought from Chentangguan. Anyone with a little vision knows that the two paintings are by the same person, and the paintings are vivid and beautiful.

The real person Huashan raised his eyebrows slightly. The two paintings were indeed made by him, and one of them was long lost. It was unexpected that it was in Ye Chen's hands. Is it God's will?

"Senior, who is the woman you painted?" Ye Chen asked tentatively.

Real Huashan smiled and looked at Ye Chen, "Why are you so interested in her."

"Curious." Ye Chen smiled.

Immortal Huashan didn't believe it, took a sip of ancient tea, and said leisurely, "When I made these two paintings, the old man was not yet a disciple of Huashan, and he was only a hundred years old when he first entered the Dao. The dream is like an illusion, and she is extremely beautiful, so he picked up a pen to paint, depicting her divine appearance, counting the years, it has been more than 2,000 years, so far, the old man still doesn't know who she is, and he has never heard of her in the world. "

Ye Chen frowned when he heard it, and even the real Huashan didn't know who he was, so the origin of the woman in this painting is quite mysterious.

"Little guy, what is your origin? Can you tell me?" Huashan Zhenren said suddenly, his words were full of meaning, and he didn't look sideways, hoping for an accurate answer.

"Little stone is fine." Ye Chen chuckled.

The real Huashan smiled and didn't ask any more questions. Ye Chen didn't want to say, because he had his own reasons.

"Senior, do you sell that fairy flower?" Ye Chen rubbed his hands.

In a word, the real person of Huashan is amused again. How can the legendary fairy flower be measured by money, even if the old man wants to buy it, can you afford it?

"I want to use it to concoct alchemy to save people." Ye Chen's eyes were quite sincere.

"Alchemy?" Fairy Huashan was surprised, "Are you an alchemist?"

"A little research."

"How many patterns can be made." Fairy Huashan said with a smile.

"It shouldn't be lower than the predecessors."

Ye Chen smiled. As early as the day Huashan talked about Taoism, he knew that Fairy Huashan not only cultivated the piano, but was also an alchemist, and the flame she was carrying was a kind of fairy fire.

"Little guy, don't be too ambitious." Fairy Huashan smiled softly.

"Senior, don't underestimate me." Ye Chen said, and straightened his collar.

"So, why don't you have a test." Huashan Zhenren stroked his beard, "If you win the junior sister, you can take the flower of the fairy at will. If you lose, tell your origin."

"really?"

"really."

"Got it!"

PS: Happy National Day! Greater China is prosperous.