Eight Hundred and Twentieth Chapters Sick Number

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The morning sun was warm, like the Hengyue Sect in the fairyland, but it was very lively, and the wolf-like roars continued one after another. Really one called louder than one.

From a distance, it was a dark crowd, all looking at one side with wonderful expressions at the moment.

Ye Chen was sitting there in that direction, still explaining his cultivation experience in an orderly manner.

Whoosh!

Just as the four sluts were screaming, a figure appeared like a ghost, dressed in colorful fairy clothes, surrounded by Shenhua, the whole person was like a blooming lotus, holy and flawless, this person, if you look carefully, it is not Chu. Linger?

Seeing Chu Linger's arrival, Xiong Er and the others, who were about to shout again, covered their mouths on the spot.

"It's very creative!" Chu Linger folded her hands on her chest and looked at Situ Nan and the others with a smile.

Uh heh heh...!

Seeing Chu Ling'er's smiling expression, the four of them laughed dryly, and they always felt cold all over their bodies.

Sure enough, in the next second, they hugged each other, oh no, more precisely, they were held together by a rope. The legendary hug should be about this picture.

"It's so creative, Uncle Shi, I'll send you to the sky to play." Chu Linger was very sturdy, and lifted all four of them up, and then kicked them into the sky with all his strength.

Wow...!

The disciples below raised their heads, watching the four sluts disappear from their sight.

"Well... what?" Ye Chen subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of saliva. Although he was blind, he also raised his face to look up at the sky, because he heard that Situ Nan and the others had already gone to the sky, and they were still down for a while. not come down.

"Look, can you see it?" Chu Linger had already grabbed his clothes with one hand, and Ye Chen was carried away to Jade Girl Peak.

In this scene, the corners of the disciples' mouths twitched. The headmaster of the dignified Hengyue, the holy master of Yanhuang, and the commander of the three armies were carried away like chickens. That scene was not ordinary pleasing to the eye. .

However, this nonsense farce did not end because Situ Nan and the others went to heaven and Ye Chen was taken away.

The disciples who were watching were still there, and they all touched their chins and looked at the sky without exception. The purpose was to see if the four bastards of Situ Nan would fall down.

"Shi... Fellow Daoist Situ, you have a good grandson!" Above a spiritual mountain, the ancestor of the Xiong family raised his head and looked at Xutian like the disciples, and his expression was not so wonderful. .

"You...that little chubby dun in your family is not bad either." Situ Longshan coughed dryly. Like the ancestor of the Xiong family, he also raised his head, as if he could see the bear in the sky through the misty clouds. Two of them.

"Visually, at this height, they can fall into a pile of shit." Beside him, Shangguan Xuanjiang raised his head and stroked his beard with a meaningful expression, "Thanks to our family being two precious girls."

Hearing this, the ancestor of the Xiong family and Situ Longshan turned their heads one after another, looked up and down at Guan Xuanjiang, "This is really polite to pretend."

Here, Chu Linger had brought Ye Chen back to the Jade Girl Peak, and then threw it neatly into the stone chamber of the cave dedicated to retreat.

"I'm a sick person, can you be gentle?" Ye Chen got up in embarrassment, baring his teeth in pain,

"Also, I finally found time to explain my cultivation experience to others. You bring me back like this, I'm very embarrassed."

boom! boom! bang!

Chu Linger didn't speak, and put the two stone tablets plus a plaque on it for Ye Chen. The big characters on it were really eye-catching: Eight hundred and one nights, no counter-offer, and you're cool.

"What." Ye Chen touched two stone tablets and a plaque, somewhat unclear.

"It's nothing, it was all given to you by your good brothers, and I brought it back for you." Chu Linger took out the small mirror, and while looking at the small mirror, she said carelessly, "You must like this thing. When you can see it one day, you will realize how wonderful this world is." New 81 Chinese website updates the fastest computer terminal: https://

"It's so mysterious." Ye Chen couldn't help but pouted.

"Can you tell me, what happened when you went out with Ji Ningshuang?" Chu Linger had already put away the small mirror and looked at Ye Chen without looking sideways.

"It's hard to say." Ye Chen shook his head.

"Can I help you with your injury?"

"That must be possible! It's really impossible without you." Ye Chen said with certainty, groping with both hands to touch Chu Linger, while speaking seriously, he consciously took off Chu Linger's clothes, "This injury I have to reconcile yin and yang, take off my clothes and let me sleep for one night, and wake up tomorrow, absolutely alive and kicking."

Looking at Ye Chen's serious face and listening to Ye Chen's incomparable words, black lines appeared on Chu Linger's cheeks at a speed visible to the naked eye, and a pair of beautiful eyes and sparks slowly bloomed.

Snapped!

Soon, a resounding slap spread throughout the stone room of the cave.

Next, I saw Chu Ling'er come out, and she looked unhappy.

Looking at Ye Chen again, at this moment, a big, sturdy character was already lying on the ground, a good face was crooked, and a pair of big eyes was turned into cross-eyed.

After three or five seconds, he covered his face and got up in embarrassment, "Master Long, as usual, you should make fun of me through voice transmission now."

While rubbing his swollen face, Ye Chen muttered.

However, this time the Taixu Gulong did not transmit the sound again. Because of Ye Chen's deity, his last clone in the Zhengyang Sect had dissipated, and he had cut off contact with the Taixu Gulong.

However, although Taixu Gulong didn't say anything, the voice of his star Taoist body sounded, "Boss, I won't let you play like this, I didn't say it last time, this time you're going to die. me!"

"This is an accident." Ye Chen coughed dryly, and could feel that his own Xingchen Taoist body was also implicated and suffered heavy losses.

"Then can you say hello to me before the accident?" Xing Chen shouted loudly, "It's fortunate that I was out for a walk this time. If I was fighting people, I would have been beaten into a pile. ."

"Stop talking nonsense." Ye Chen scolded and changed the subject directly, "I'm asking you if there is any news about my master."

"No." Ye Xingchen shook his head and asked tentatively, "Boss, are you sure your master is in Northern Chu?"

"At least she's not in Nanchu." Ye Chen took a deep breath.

"The boss, have you ever thought that you have made such a big move in Southern Chu these days, even if your master is in Northern Chu, he should have heard the news earlier, it has been so long and there is still no news, shouldn't she have heard of it? It will already be..." First post https:// https://

"Don't talk nonsense, her soul jade is intact."

"That's weird." Xing Chen couldn't help scratching his head.

"Keep looking! The matter of Nanchu will be over in the next few days, and then I will go to Northern Chu in person." Ye Chen took a deep breath again, and as he spoke, he wanted to block the connection with Xingchen's body.

"Don't worry, I still have something to do."

"Let the fart go."

"I saw that weird person again, the one who took a thousand feet in the last step." Xing Chen said slowly, "Thousands of strong men are besieging him, but the blood of being killed by him is stunned. Flow into a river, but that's not the point."

"Then go straight to the point." Ye Chen was a little impatient.

"He will be the Emperor of Ten Thousand Swords."

"Wanjian Chaozong?" Hearing these four words, Ye Chen's brows could not help but wrinkle slightly. This is his own unique stunt, and only his Xingchen Taoist and Ji Ningshuang are familiar with the entire Great Chu.

"Are you sure it's Wanjian Chaozong?" After two or three seconds, Ye Chen asked tentatively.

"I am your Taoist body, and I know your supernatural powers. I will never read it wrong. It is indeed Wanjian Chaozong." Xingchen Taoshen said with certainty, "Also, his Wanjian Chaozong is outrageous, Wan Jian Chaozong is very strong. The power of each sword in the sword is comparable to the unity of ten thousand swords, and it is this group attacking great move, and in less than ten seconds, he slaughtered the thousands of powerhouses in the sky and underworld that besieged him."

"Thousands of powerhouses in the sky and underworld were wiped out in ten seconds." Hearing this record, Ye Chen's concentration couldn't help but be astonished, not to mention him, even the King of Swords couldn't do it. What kind of tyrannical combat power is required!

"Such a powerful person is by no means unknown in Da Chu." Ye Chen's eyes became vague and uncertain, "Could it be that before me, someone had an epiphany with the magical power of Wanjian, and his attainments were far above mine."

"Go get busy!" I don't know when, Ye Chen said, "Be honest with me these days, too many ancient and powerful beings have been born frequently, and there are not a few people who can kill me in seconds, keep a low profile in everything. "

After he finished speaking, he blocked the connection with Xingchen Taoshen.

After three or five seconds, he took a deep breath, closed his eyes slightly, and adjusted his mood to a peaceful state.

Next, he continued to gather the source of the Holy Body to purify his holy body, constantly removing the invisible and mysterious power from the body, and then it was the immortal fire to forge the body and the thunder to refine the soul.

It was a long process, and his sluggish and fluctuating breath became even and peaceful as time passed.

It was not until night fell that his holy body trembled.

At this moment, his mind was drawn into a wonderful artistic conception. What he saw was a divine sword, inserted between heaven and earth, like an Optimus Prime, standing in the sky, running through the universe, and creating chaos.

"Emperor Xuanyuan's sword?" Ye Chen murmured, looking up at the sword in a daze, in front of it, he felt that he was incomparably small, even if it was a mood, he was still overwhelmed and breathless, even if it was In the mood, he still did not dare to look directly at the sword. Although it looked ordinary, it had the power of destroying the world.