Chapter 927 The Spirit of the Emperor's Pen! (Three More Chapters)

Human Emperor Pen, when will it return to its place!!!

As Ye Chen finished speaking!

The crystal pen in the hands of the Taoist Master Lei Xing seemed to be induced by something, and then it shot out from the Taoist Master Lei Xing's hand, turning into a purple air and falling into Ye Chen's hand.

The pen body trembled slightly, as if excited!

At the same time, a heavy breath emanated from it, which was heavier than a mountain and seemed to crush the sky.

At that moment, the whole world was speechless, and everyone almost couldn't believe what they saw.

What did they hear?

Ye Chen is the owner of this Taoist weapon? ! !

In other words, Ye Chen is really the reincarnation of a saint?

"How is this possible?!!"

The thousands of people from the Taoist camp who had fled from here before and were watching from a distance trembled and couldn't believe it.

"God has doomed Kunlun Ruins!"

At this moment, countless people collapsed to the ground.

Ye Chen was able to kill the five supreme masters without a Taoist weapon. Now that he has a Taoist weapon, who in Kunlun Ruins can stop him?

"Master, something is wrong!"

At this moment, Ye Mo's voice rang out: "The spirit of the old Yin Pen is not here!"

"I noticed it too!"

Ye Chen held the Human Emperor Pen lightly, frowning. He did not sense the spirit of the Human Emperor Pen from the pen, but only a trace of residual spirituality.

"I understand now!"

Ye Mo suddenly realized: "No wonder the old Yin Pen did not recognize Wushuang when Wushuang came to the Taoist sect last time, because his spirit was not in the pen at all."

"Since the eldest brother came to the Taoist sect, the Human Emperor Pen did not show up immediately. Its spirituality is too weak!" Ye Wushuang said solemnly.

"Old Yinbi is really old Yinbi. Although the spirit of the weapon is gone, the remaining spirituality has inherited his sinister nature!"

Ye Mo laughed, as if he was gloating: "Will this old dog die?"

"Probably not!"

Ye Chen shook his head slightly, and then looked at the Taoist Master Lei Xing in the distance: "This person must know. When I capture him, I will know what's going on!"

After saying that, he stepped forward.

When Taoist Master Lei Xing saw this, his face suddenly changed. He no longer had the determination to fight with Ye Chen. Like a dog that had lost its home, he rushed towards Tiandao Peak in panic.

"Tao Master Lei Xing, go inside!"

Ye Chen chased him relentlessly!

Taoist Master Lei Xing was horrified. After entering Tiandao Peak, he immediately shouted to the disciples on duty: "Quick, quick, open the formation!"

"Boom..."

The disciples on duty at Tiandao Peak saw Ye Chen chasing them, and unwilling to hesitate, they hurriedly joined forces to open the protective formation of the entire Tiandao Peak.

Accompanied by a loud noise, all of a sudden, the entire Taoist sect had pillars of light that shot straight into the sky, completely covering the entire Tiandao Peak.

At the same time!

Tens of powerful figures shot out from Tiandao Peak one after another. These people were all old men over three hundred years old, and each of them was an unparalleled giant.

Although the entire Taoist sect said to the outside world that it had more than a dozen unparalleled giants, it secretly had some powerful people who were in seclusion.

They usually would not come out of seclusion unless the sect was in a catastrophe, but now they had to come out of seclusion.

Taoist Master Lei Xing had his hair disheveled and shouted: "All the great elders, work together to maintain the formation. Don't let this beast break through the formation, otherwise our sect will be in danger!"

As soon as these words came out, more than ten supreme giants sat cross-legged, their auras piercing the sky, and worked together to maintain the formation.

At the same time!

Taoist Master Lei Xing took out three incense sticks, which spontaneously ignited. He held the three incense sticks and bowed solemnly in the direction of the deep Soul-breaking Mountains.

Then he knelt on one knee and shouted hoarsely: "The guardian of Kunlun Ruins, the old saint Zi Qingcang, is here. Kunlun Ruins has encountered a great disaster today. Please make sure to help Kunlun Ruins eliminate the great disaster!"

As soon as the voice fell, the three incense sticks burned out at a speed visible to the naked eye, and then the smoke gathered together, turning into a purple dragon that broke through the air and finally disappeared into the sky.

This series was completed almost in the blink of an eye.

The Taoist Master Lei Xing stood up and looked at Ye Chen across the formation: "Ye Nan Kuang, do you know why there has been no so-called number one person or master in Kunlun Ruins for so many years?"

When these words came out, the people of Wu Gu Cult and Corpse Driving Cult were shocked. The leader of Wu Gu Cult seemed to remember something and suddenly said in a lost voice: "Because, there is actually a number one person in Kunlun Ruins!"

After speaking, he suddenly looked towards the Soul-breaking Mountains and the direction of Zigai Mountain and murmured: "In other words, the one in Zigai Mountain is the number one person in Kunlun Ruins?"

"Wu Tianhou, you finally reacted!"

The Taoist Master Lei Xing smiled coldly: "Five hundred years ago, Kunlun Ruins suffered a great catastrophe, which caused the saint's path to be cut off. However, in the past five hundred years, there has been a person who quietly became a saint. This person is not only the number one person hidden in Kunlun Ruins, but also the guardian of Kunlun Ruins!"

As his voice fell.

There was a deep silence between heaven and earth!

Since the great catastrophe of heaven and earth five hundred years ago, which caused the saint's path to be cut off, there are still saints in Kunlun Ruins!

And this person is in Zigai Mountain!

"I understand, I understand!"

Wu Tianhou smiled bitterly: "No wonder you went to Zigai Mountain regardless of life and death when you were a poor young man!"

More than three hundred years ago, Master Lei Xing was still a scholar without any cultivation qualifications.

But since this person came out of Zigai Mountain, he founded the Taoist sect in just three hundred years and became an almighty giant!

In the entire Kunlun Ruins, no one can compare to the Taoist Master Lei Xing in terms of longevity. The average almighty giant can live to be three hundred years old at most.

However, the Taoist Master Lei Xing lived for nearly four hundred years, almost a hundred years longer than others, and knew more secrets than others.

Thinking of this, Wu Tianhou and others gradually felt depressed. Since there was a saint in Kunlun Ruins, and the Taoist Master Lei Xing had sent a Taoist incense message to the saint before.

If this saint took action, Ye Chen would definitely not be the saint's opponent, and the good situation in front of him would vanish in an instant.

Elder Qingxuan and others also realized this, and their hearts could not help hanging.

"Ye Nankuang, you heard it!"

Lei Xing Daoist Master turned to look at Ye Chen, his eyes full of resentment: "Since you entered my Kunlun Ruins, you have committed too many murders and repeatedly challenged the bottom line of the old saint. You don't even know that the disaster is coming."

"Even if you have a Taoist weapon, even if you are the reincarnation of a saint, you are not a saint after all."

At this point, a cold light appeared in his eyes: "As long as I use the formation to delay until the old saint comes, you will definitely die!"

"Saint?"

Ye Chen chuckled when he heard it, as if he was disdainful: "The first person in the tiny place of Kunlun Ruins is worthy of being called a saint?"

He took a deep breath and changed the subject: "Besides, do you really think I can't break your tortoise shell?"