Chapter Eight Hundred and Seventy Seventh Old Guy

Night is coming.

However, the land of Northern Chu, which was supposed to be peaceful, was even more lively, because someone was demanding ransom from the Bloodthirsty Hall.

Looking down at the sky and the earth, it was a stream of people's shadows, which was gathering towards a majestic mountain. Almost everyone wanted to see the kidnapper's demeanor. For many years, it was the first time that someone dared to kidnap the bloodthirsty hall. Disciple.

At this moment, Ye Chen's clone was sitting leisurely on a stone with Erlang's legs crossed, ignoring the surprised eyes of the onlookers.

Beside him was Xue Lin, who was tied up by five flowers, with that smelly sock still stuffed in his mouth, with tears in his eyes. It still had the slightest appearance of the fourth true biography of the Bloodthirsty Hall.

In an instant, the situation changed, the clouds and mists rolled in the southwest, and the murderous aura shot into the sky. During the period, there were lightning and thunder, and the powerhouses of the Bloodthirsty Hall were overwhelmingly slaughtered.

When the heat was in full swing here, Ye Chen had already stopped in front of a valley.

This valley is very strange. There is a huge wordless stone tablet standing at the mouth of Taniguchi, and blood is oozing from the stone tablet.

"What a powerful seal." Ye Chenxian's eyes were faintly opened, breaking the clue of the stone tablet. It was the central formation of a sealed formation. The sealing formation was both offensive and defensive, so he dared not set foot there easily.

"Situ Ming, you really know where to choose." Ye Chen squinted at the valley, but his vision was covered by misty clouds.

As for Situ Ming in his mouth, it is the second true biography of the Bloodthirsty Hall. According to the news from Ren Huang, that Situ Ming has been practicing in this valley. Few people in Da Chu know about it. this hidden place.

"If you want to enter the valley, you need to break the stele first." Ye Chen retracted his gaze and looked at the stele again.

Of course, just as he was about to step forward, the stone tablet trembled violently.

Suddenly, an incomparable divine light shot out from the stone tablet, and shot straight at Ye Chen with the power of piercing the smashing and piercing.

When it was too late, Ye Chen turned his hand and took out a heavy sword and blocked it in front of him.

lb! Click! puff!

Such a sound was only a third of a second apart, and Shenmang struck the epee impartially. The epee was pierced on the spot, and even Ye Chen's shoulder was poked with a blood hole.

Nima! Mistake!

Ye Chen scolded secretly, forgetting that the Tianque sword had been taken away by Long Teng, so he was confused.

"This is not where you should come, get out!" The stone tablet trembled again, and there was a cold and dead voice inside. It is worth affirming that the person hiding in the stone tablet must be a strong man who can reach the sky.

"I really thought that poking a blood hole in Lao Tzu would be awesome." Ye Chen sneered and threw the broken heavy sword away casually.

If it was in the past, he might have been shocked, but now he is a cultivation base, which is a real quasi-heaven. Except for the unparalleled powerhouse at the level of the Eight Kings, he is not afraid of anyone.

"You asked for it yourself." It was that cold and dead voice again, and an old man in sackcloth walked out of the stone tablet. Genius one second to remember 噺バ一Chinese m.x/8/1/z/w.c/o/m/

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Looking from a distance, the old man is very strange. He is full of death, there is dust on his shoulders, his skin is wrinkled, and he is very old. ?

It is worth mentioning that the old man's eyes are not ordinary turbid, it can be said to be a piece of chaos.

"This old guy is at least 800 years old." Ye Chen sighed to himself, "As far as I can tell, they are one senior higher than the seniors of the Sword Emperor."

"No wonder there are no other strong guards here." Ye Chen took time to look around, and finally set his eyes on the old man in linen not far away, "With him here, few people can shake the seal formation here."

"What pure blood." As Ye Chen pondered, the old man in linen spoke up, his voice was cold and dead, and extremely hoarse, and a sharp light flashed in those turbid old eyes.

"Looking at you, you want to swallow me!" Ye Chen twisted his neck fiercely, and there was an extra golden broken knife in his hand.

"Then do you think you can escape?" The old man in linen sneered, the whole person disappeared in an instant, and reappeared, it was in front of Ye Chen, his dry palm grabbed Ye Chen, and there were ancient seal inscriptions between the palms and fingers In the flow, a palm is as heavy as a mountain, with the power to shake the sky.

"I have fought the Nine Emperors, and you must have underestimated my actual combat ability." Ye Chen smiled leisurely, took a step back, moved out, and avoided the attack of the old man in sackcloth.

"So fast." The old man in linen narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Eat me with a knife." Ye Chen, who had just exited, had already risen to the sky, and the golden sword was unparalleled, cracking the sky.

Seeing this, the old man in linen frowned, turned his hand and took out a rusty iron sword, and lifted it up with one sword, shaking off the Eight Desolate Slash that Ye Chen Lingtian struck.

Don't worry! and also!

Ye Chen showed his snow-white teeth, and the Nine Paths and Eight Desolation Slashes instantly merged, and Ling Tian still fell.

This time, the old man in linen didn't dare to regret it, and he crossed it in one step, evading this blow dangerously and dangerously.

"With such combat power, you are not a nameless person, report your name." The old man in linen snorted coldly, his turbid old eyes began to become clear, staring at Ye Chen, or it could be said that he had begun to face Ye Chen.

"Guess what?" Ye Chen smiled leisurely, came slowly, stepped out step by step, and separated the Taoist body of one gasification and three cleanliness. The Taoist body still held the Chixiao Sword in his hand, and the two walked side by side, every step of the way. The earth trembled violently.

"One gasification and three cleanliness." The old man in linen narrowed his eyes slightly.

"You know a lot!" Ye Chen's pace did not decrease, and he fell one step further, the Xianhuo Taoist body was differentiated, holding the Witch Emperor's spear in his hand, and the fourth step was taken, the Tianlei Taoist body was differentiated, and in his hand Carrying a whip.

"True fire, Tianlei." This time, the eyes of the old man in linen almost narrowed into a line.

"Ancestor, he is Ye Chen." A voice came from the valley, and Situ Ming, who was probably in seclusion, was awakened. From the several secret techniques Ye Chen performed, he guessed it was Ye Chen.

"Ye Chen?" To Ye Chen's surprise, the old man in linen across from him didn't even know him.

"This motherfucker hasn't come out for a walk in years. I haven't heard of Ye Chen in Da Chu. This fellow is the first." Ye Chen murmured in his heart.

"No matter who it is, don't want to leave today." The old man in linen's voice was extremely majestic, as if he was declaring Ye Chen's death.

When the words fell, the whole earth trembled. With the feet of the old man in linen as the center, a large bloody formation appeared and quickly spread out. Ye Chen, who was still walking slowly, was also pulled into this formation. .

Whoa! Whoa!

Soon, the sound of iron chains colliding, and in the blood-colored formation that Ye Chen stepped on, a blood-colored chain of runes appeared, locking his legs and hands, and tying them in place.

In addition, there are blood-colored runes crawling all over his body along his legs, with the power of sealing and the power of devouring.

"You want to seal me when you are in charge of the big formation alone. You are too whimsical." Ye Chen laughed playfully.

Before he finished speaking, a divine light flew from his eyebrows, suspended above his head, and quickly became huge, like a river of heaven, blooming with dazzling divine brilliance.

"Kyushu Xuantian map." The old man in linen changed his color for the first time, and seemed to recognize what kind of treasure Ye Chen sacrificed.

"Break it for me!" When the old man in linen was surprised, Ye Chen snorted softly, and the Kyushu divine map suddenly shook, sweeping out a piece of divine light, dissolving the chain of runes that locked him, and even the bloody formation under his feet. It was also crushed and cracked.

Seeing this, the old man in linen hurriedly opened his mouth and spat out nine blood-colored killing swords.

The nine killing swords were very strange. They were arranging on their own to form a sword formation. The divine might was so tyrannical that they actually blocked the offensive of Kyushu Shentu.

In addition, the old man in linen also cut his fingers and wiped the blood between his eyebrows.

Immediately, his temperament changed greatly, his old face became young at a speed visible to the naked eye, his gray hair also turned black at a speed visible to the naked eye, his hunched body became tall and straight, and his turbid old eyes became boundless.

In just three seconds, he changed from an old man to a young man. His whole body burst into flames, with light and rain jets. His blood was very majestic, and there were many visions behind him.

The most important thing was his aura, which climbed all the way, making Ye Chen couldn't help but stare at him.

"The 800-year-old old guy is really not a joke." Ye Chen sighed, while attracting the power of the magic way. If he wanted to make a quick decision, he needed the power of the magic way.

At the same time, the two moved in no particular order. One was like a god king and the other was like a god of war.

boom! boom! Boom!

As soon as they confronted, it was a huge scene of collapsing mountains and breaking the ground. Rao was protected by a large formation in the valley, and it was also shaken by the shock.

"It turned out to be so strong." Situ Ming, who was still in the valley at the moment, looked at Xu Tian in shock, and his eyes finally fell on Ye Chen.

It's not that he has never fought against Ye Chen. Although the nine true legends of the Bloodthirsty Palace were all defeated by Ye Chen at that time, Ye Chen at that time was not as terrifying and suffocating as it is now.

Now, it has only been a long time, that young man has the fighting strength to be on par with his ancestors, which makes the equally arrogant him somewhat severely hit. In this era, he is destined to be a foil.

Of course, the one who felt the deepest feeling was the old man in linen.

The more he fought, the more frightened he became. Ye Chen's strength was far beyond his expectations, which made him feel that he was not fighting a single person, but a dragon, and his blood was too majestic.

"Did I slept for too long?" The old man in linen looked grim, "There are still such strong people in later generations."

"Do you want to leave early?" On the opposite side, Ye Chen swept the Chaos God Sea and killed him. Holding the Dragon Saber, he was a saint, a demon, and a Buddha. His combat power was terrifying. The shots are all earth-shattering supernatural powers.

He was the main attacker, his three Taoist bodies became assists, and the old man in linen who was killed was retreating.

"Arrogant." The old man in linen was furious. Even though he was shocked by Ye Chen's combat power, it did not mean that Ye Chen was allowed to offend his majesty.

Immediately, his hands traced the trajectory in his eyes, evolving Yin-Yang Tai Chi, a blood-colored ocean appeared behind him, and there was a shrill mourning sound in the blood-sea, not only how many souls were buried, but what Ye Chen saw. Scalp tingling.

Yin Yang reversed!

With the loud shout of the old man in sackcloth, the sea of ​​blood was refined by yin and yang into Tai Chi, and then reversed into yin and yang by Tai Chi.

Turn things upside down!

Ye Chen also made a big move. The old man in sackcloth made the sea of ​​blood into Tai Chi Yin and Yang, but he turned the sea of ​​stars into chaos.

Suddenly, the vast world, because of the confrontation between the two, was divided into two worlds, one of which was shining like a Jiuxiao Heavenly Palace, and the other was a sea of ​​blood raging like an endless hell, forming a sharp contrast.