Chapter 1179 Want to Touch the Ancestor? Ye Doesn't Agree! (Fourth Update)

"Really?"

The Huangquan Patriarch looked grim, and suddenly smiled: "I forgot to tell you, this sword of mine is not so easy to take..."

The next moment!

I saw a trace of gray aura condensed silently from the sword shadows in the void, like a small snake, and then shot towards the head of Helian Old Demon.

The speed of the gray sword energy was too fast, and the distance was close, so when Helian Old Demon noticed it, it was too late.

"Ah!"

He screamed, and his body fell heavily to the ground, and even began to wither at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The shrill screams were like the howling of ghosts and wolves.

In the eyes of everyone, his body withered directly into a mass of rotten meat, and only his soul shot out from his body.

This was the killing sword of the ancestor, and that gray sword energy was the killing sword energy.

"Your soul belongs to the ancestor!"

The Huangquan Patriarch took a step and grabbed his soul directly.

"Emperor's son, save me, save me!"

The soul of Helian Old Demon screamed crazily.

"Boom..."

Suddenly, a slender hand stretched out from the void, pointing directly at the back of Huangquan Patriarch.

"Get lost!"

Huangquan Patriarch turned around abruptly, slashed out with a sword, and the sword energy of several feet long whistled away, as if he wanted to cut off the big hand.

"Bang..."

"Crack..."

However, under that big hand, his sword was directly broken, and the flying sword in his hand shattered.

"Puff!"

Huangquan Patriarch vomited blood continuously. The flying sword had been sacrificed by him a long time ago, and now it was damaged, which made him mentally hurt.

The next moment!

Under the gaze of everyone, a figure slowly walked out of the twisted space.

It was a young man in a python robe, and the moment he appeared, the whole palace seemed to dim, and an invisible pressure made most people kneel down.

Huang Quan Patriarch resisted this kind of pressure forcefully, and his mind became clear: "Nine-turn Martial Saint, the other party must be a Nine-turn Martial Saint!!!"

He was like this, not to mention Jiang Lei and others, all of whom vomited blood and crawled on the ground uncontrollably.

The young man in the python robe looked around expressionlessly, and before he glanced at Helian Old Demon, who was only left with his soul, he couldn't help but say: "Waste..."

"Boom..."

Helian Old Demon's soul was immediately shattered!

Everyone was so shocked that they couldn't say a word!

I didn't expect the other party to be so cruel.

"Huh?"

When the young man in the python robe looked at Huang Quan Patriarch, he couldn't help but be extremely surprised: "You can actually withstand the pressure of this emperor's son!"

"Meet the emperor's son!"

Shang Wudao crawled on the ground and trembled.

Too strong!

You know, there are seven-turn martial saints among them, but they don't even have the qualifications to stand in front of the other party. At this moment, they realized that the emperor's son is not what they can imagine.

"Yin Jiuchong, the son of the Great Yin Emperor..."

Jiang Lei was almost desperate.

It is rumored that the Great Yin Emperor has nine sons, all of whom are the most outstanding geniuses in the entire ancient world. They have already reached the ninth level of martial saints and are only one step away from entering the throne of the emperor.

"You are very good!"

Yin Jiuchong looked at the Huangquan Patriarch quietly: "If you are willing to submit to me, I will spare your life!"

"Who do you think you are?"

The Huangquan Patriarch smiled coldly: "When the ancestor swept the universe, you were still a single cell."

That said, but the pressure in his heart doubled. He was not the opponent of the other party in his heyday, not to mention that he was injured now.

Could the ancestor abandon Jiang Lei, this woman, and run away alone?

At worst, the ancestor would find a place to hide, cultivate to the stage of transformation, and come back to seek revenge on the bastard!

The ancestor was entangled!

He was confident that he could escape from Yin Jiuchong, but he couldn't bear to leave Jiang Lei. After all, he asked himself that Jiang Lei was pretty good to him.

This is also the biggest difference between the ancestor and Ye Chen. The ancestor is a smart guy. If he can't beat him, he won't fight to the death.

As if she noticed his entanglement, Jiang Lei urged: "Aquan, run away, don't worry about me, just remember to avenge me."

"Run?"

The emperor's son Yin Jiuzhong was bathed in the rosy glow and landed gently, like a god looking down at the world: "No one has ever escaped from my hands, never, not even the nine-turn martial saint..."

He walked towards the Huangquan ancestor step by step: "This emperor's son will refine you into a puppet and become one of the ten great war puppets under my command!"

"Damn it, if the ancestor is still a demon, you, a junior who has reached the great perfection of the Nascent Soul stage, dare to pretend in front of me?"

The Huangquan ancestor cried out in pain.

Shang Wudao looked at this scene with gloating: "Shang said before, you will definitely die today!"

"Give up resistance..." The emperor's son Yin Jiuzhong stretched out a hand, like the hand of fate.

Just when Huang Quan Patriarch was about to fight to the death, a loud explosion suddenly sounded in the void: "Want to touch the Patriarch? Ye will not agree!!!"

This voice seemed to penetrate the constraints of space, penetrated out, and resounded in everyone's ears.

"Crack..."

Yin Jiuzhong's outstretched hand was broken by this sound.

"Dengdengdeng..."

The former only felt an unparalleled pressure coming, which made him retreat several steps and couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Who is it?"

At this moment, his expression was no longer calm, but was replaced by a deep look of shock.

You know, when he descended, he had completely sealed off this space, and no one below the Emperor Throne Realm could break it...

But now...

Thinking of this, his expression suddenly changed, and his eyes looking into the void were filled with a trace of shock.

After hearing this voice, Huang Quan Patriarch was stunned at first, and then seemed to remember something, and couldn't help but exclaimed: "Fellow Daoist Ye?!!"

"Haha, Patriarch, you are a little embarrassed this time..."

As a hearty laugh fell, a huge crack suddenly appeared in the void above everyone's head.

In an instant, a young man in a green robe and long hair slowly walked out of the crack and finally fell to the ground.

Who else could it be if not Ye Chen?

At that moment, the smile on the face of Shang Wudao, the originally very proud emperor of Dali, suddenly froze, and there was disbelief in his eyes, as if he had seen a ghost.

Huangquan Patriarch was shocked, and then he walked over quickly and hugged Ye Chen heavily, and said with a smile: "How good can you be? Some time ago, the ancestor heard that you were beaten to death."

"Don't worry, I won't die even if you die!"

Ye Chen pushed him away, and then found that there was a trace of water stains in the former's eyes, as if the true feelings were revealed.

Yin Jiuzhong pretended to be calm and said: "This Taoist friend..."

Ye Chen raised his hand and slapped him.

In the horrified eyes of everyone, he slapped him to the ground with a slap.

Ye Chen slowly retracted his hand and looked at the former calmly: "Do you think you can call me Taoist friend?"

(ps: Chapter 4, updated today!)