Chapter 1234 I Want You to Die, and You Have to Die! (Fourth Update)

"Caiwei..."

The Master of Purple Lotus Peak shed tears, his eyes turned red: "If I had known this, I should not have let you practice the so-called "The Art of Forgetting Love" in the first place, which would harm others and yourself..."

Although she had only been with the former for a month, she had already regarded him as her apprentice, even her daughter, and the scene in front of her made her not sad.

"This is my choice and I don't regret it!"

Mu Caiwei turned to look at Shi Qianhan: "Help...help me tell him that I prepared a gift for...him..."

After saying this, the former slowly closed his eyes, his arms dropped heavily, and there was no longer any breath.

"Caiwei!"

The Master of Purple Lotus Peak was distraught, and many disciples of Yaochi Holy Land also burst into tears one after another.

It has been one month since Mu Caiwei entered the Yaochi Holy Land. Although she was highly valued by the sect because of her talent, she had no airs when facing ordinary disciples.

Under everyone's gaze, a young shadow suddenly shot out of Mu Caiwei's body.

The phantom seemed to be a baby. The baby knelt heavily in the direction of Ye Chen, and then began to disappear quickly.

There was only a black object about the size of a walnut left in the void, which seemed to be a seed.

Shi Qianhan held it in his hand, as if he recognized something, and suddenly looked in the direction of Ye Chen: "This... is this?!!"

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In Yao Shen Valley, the only remaining leaf on the ancient tree swayed in the wind, as if it might fall off at any time.

And in the huge tree trunk, a girl aged between 15 and 6 years old was tightly tied by countless canes. The girl's eyebrows were wrapped with black air, which seemed to be the source of evil or the entrance to hell.

"Damn, damn!"

"This bitch, this ant, actually sacrificed all the essence of his soul to imprison Fuya, one of my seven souls, in his body!!!"

"Asshole, absolutely asshole!!!"

Between the girl's brows, there were roaring sounds, like the roars of ancient ferocious beasts.

"Bitch, do you think you can stop me from seizing the body like this? At worst, I will kill that kid before I seize the body!"

The sound that sounded like the howling of ghosts and wolves shook the world, and then a wisp of extremely rich black energy was seen shooting out from between the girl's eyebrows.

And slowly stood up from under the ancient tree a man in green clothes. His hair was all white, but his skin was as fair and round as a baby's.

On his body, there is no immeasurable divine power to display, nor is there any terrifying coercion. There is only a kind of true self that returns to nature, and the aura that truly transcends all living beings.

"Boom..."

But at this moment, a loud sound came like thunder, shaking the world and breaking through the sky.

In an instant, a thin figure came through the air. His eyes were deep, his eyebrows were set into his temples, his white hair was flying, and his body was shining, like a supreme god walking in the world.

The man in green slowly looked at the former, seemingly silently looking at each other. After a few seconds, he slowly said: "You came a little earlier than I thought."

Ye Chen scanned the world and finally noticed the thin body above the ancient tree.

"ah!"

He roared loudly, and his endless longing and grief turned into a murderous intention that soared into the sky, like the power of thunder, penetrating the heaven and earth.

He suddenly looked at the man in green, and his voice was so cold that it was suffocating: "You... damn!!!"

The man in green clothes was not surprised at all, and said with a calm expression: "Ask in this world, who is immortal? Who can have eternal life?"

"I want you to die, you have to die!"

Ye Chen roared loudly, and his long snow-white hair turned red instantly, dancing like wild grass.

His voice was extremely cold, as if an unparalleled demon king had crossed over and descended to earth, and his eyes were frightening as he shot towards the man in green.

"Wait a minute!!!"

The man in green looked moved and frowned: "Fellow Taoist, do you really want to fight me for one person?"

"It's just a descendant of blood. When we reach the realm of you and me, apart from being unable to take life and death lightly, what else is there for us to cherish?"

He stared at Ye Chen intently: "I am in the Emperor's realm, Feng Baiyu, the Holy Lord of Yaochi, exists like me. Looking at the ancient world, there are only a handful of people alive!"

"If I were you, you should put aside the past grudges and make friends with me. If you and I join forces, we might be able to unify the ancient world, and even strive for the true path!"

His words were extremely confusing.

Ye Chen was terrifyingly quiet, his eyes were flowing, and he looked at him quietly: "Have you said enough?"

"Say enough and go die!!!"

He shouted loudly, and his body dived forward, like a bright comet, emitting a dazzling light that caused the surrounding area to collapse.

His body is golden, like an immortal golden body, carrying a strong killing intent, traveling thousands of feet.

"die!!!"

Ye Chen held a fist seal in his hand, and the golden fist seal was burning fiercely, as if the supreme god king was coming to shatter the mountains and rivers!

If you look closely, you will see countless rays of golden light blooming from the fist seal, each one flattening the mountain below him.

"Do you really think I'm afraid of you?!!"

Feng Baiyu shouted sharply, his expression gloomy, his body exuded holy light, and formed a supreme mark.

In an instant, three giant figures rose up from the sky behind him. Each one was solemn and seemed to suppress everything.

This is the realm of the Emperor's Throne, where every magical power can be integrated into the body, and then the magical power and appearance can be derived. With every movement of one's hands and feet, one can burn mountains and boil seas.

"Rumble..."

In an instant, the world shook and the void collapsed, accompanied by faint storms and lightning. The scene seemed like a battle between ancient gods.

"Is this the power of a strong man in the Emperor Throne Realm?"

After witnessing this scene, the people who came over all felt trembling and shocked from the bottom of their hearts.

"Too...too strong, unimaginable!"

Countless people turned pale and stood far away, because even a trace of the aftermath of the battle was enough to kill them tens of thousands of times.

Some people were looking forward to it: "Who will win between the two?"

"It must be the master of my Yao Chi Holy Land!"

The only remaining strong man in Yao Chi Holy Land was extremely resentful: "The little bastard surnamed Ye is still too young after all!"

Xiao Hei stared at him with his fierce eyes, and then he went straight to kill: "Old thing, I'll kill you first!"

"Ah!"

The man screamed and died on the spot, and the remaining people looked at Xiao Hei with fear on their faces.

They had been focusing on Ye Chen, and only now realized that the black-clothed boy in front of them was not a good person.

In the violent void, Ye Chen's killing intent was overwhelming. He smashed the sky with his fists, and the power of each blow was like falling stars.

"Boom boom boom..."

In almost a short breath, the two fought as many as a thousand times, and each blow shattered the void.

"I can't stand it anymore!!!"

Among the onlookers, someone shouted and crawled on the ground trembling, his body almost deformed by the pressure.