Chapter 2037: Holy Dragon Sound Transmission Technique! (Update 1)

After a long time.

The poisonous gas on Ji Lin dissipated,

and everything returned to silence.

However, the ten-mile radius around Ji Lin turned into a yellow sand.

It can never be restored.

Ji Lin's eyes were full of determination, and he murmured: "The address of the Linghu family is not difficult to investigate."

"But judging from the aura in the picture, these people are not too strong. There is probably a more terrifying existence behind the Linghu family."

"I can't compete alone after all."

"I must find Ye Chen."

"This Ye Chen is really unreliable. What kind of Shenhuo Academy is he going to?"

"This garbage academy doesn't allow others to enter. It must be a slutty school! Ye Chen will only waste time here."

"I must think of a way..."

If someone in the world heard Ji Lin complain about the Shenhuo Academy that countless geniuses yearn for, they would probably be so scared that they dare not breathe.

At the same time, the Holy Dragon Family, a mysterious sealed forbidden area.

When the Holy Dragon Family knew that the original forbidden land could not trap Ye Luoer's awakened blood, they could only order people to transfer Ye Luoer to a sealed place.

The power of this sealed place comes from ancient times.

Being trapped means endless years.

Almost no one can save her, and no one dares to save her.

Suppress her forever.

If this seal is broken, it will be equivalent to destroying the foundation of the Holy Dragon Family.

Endless desert.

Thousands of sky-high chains trapped a fair-skinned girl.

The chains had arcs of lightning.

The power of this arc of lightning turned out to be thunder!

The girl looked around with pale face, her eyes were very firm.

"Do you really think this can trap me?"

"My blood is constantly awakening, and some memories that have been sealed deep in my mind are also swept up."

"My father is not dead, he is still alive!"

"It's just..."

Ye Luoer's eyes suddenly dimmed.

She looked at the seal and suppression of countless chains.

Somewhat helpless.

Pain is secondary.

Her blood has a heaven-defying recovery ability, and no one can touch her.

Suddenly, she thought of something and sat down quickly.

"The Holy Dragon Sound Transmission Technique can transcend all sound transmissions. Right now, the only person I trust in Lingwu Continent is Brother Ye."

"I must practice this Holy Dragon Sound Transmission Technique to perfection as soon as possible, otherwise even if Brother Ye knows that I am trapped by the Holy Dragon Family, he will not be able to find this place."

The next second, the chain vibrated.

Ye Luoer actually began to comprehend the spell in her memory under such a restraint!

However, this move was against the will of heaven, and the pain she endured was also endless.

Her forehead was covered with sweat beads.

However, her eyes were firm and fearless!

...

Night fell.

In the reincarnation cemetery.

Ye Chen glanced at the red and blue light ball above his head. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he vaguely felt that there was a phantom inside.

It should be Xiao Huang.

"This ancient rib is really difficult to refine."

Ye Chen murmured.

At this moment, a figure appeared beside Ye Chen.

The figure was dressed in a black and white robe, full of Taoist charm.

He carried a huge sword box behind him.

The aura around him was extremely distant.

Feng Qingyang.

Ye Chen hurriedly bowed and said, "Senior Feng."

Ye Chen found that Feng Qingyang was young among the many powerful people, and even a little unruly.

Such a powerful person must be a top genius who amazed the Lingwu Continent.

Feng Qingyang glanced at Xiao Huang and said, "If this guy recovers to his ancient peak state, I may not be able to shake him."

"If you refine that rib, it will take at least a thousand years."

Ye Chen was stunned, and then smiled bitterly: "How long do I have to wait?"

Feng Qingyang shook his head: "I don't know, but there is one thing I can be sure of, it will appear when you need it most."

"By the way, be careful tomorrow. That guy named Zhou Chun is not simple."

Ye Chen's eyes condensed, and he never expected Feng Qingyang to remind him specifically.

Is Zhou Chun really strong?

…

No words were spoken all night.

Today, the Shenhuo Academy was sunny and cloudy.

The Shenhuo Academy has an open-air martial arts arena, which covers a large area, about the size of a hundred basketball courts, and seats are distributed around the martial arts arena.

There are many seats, but not many spectators. After all, the entire school’s teachers and students, including various chores and employees, only have a few hundred people.

And today, almost all of these people are here!

Zhou Chun has already entered the arena. He put his hands behind his back and looked at the clouds in the sky. His whole momentum is calm, as if he is an ancient tree that has been rooted here for many years.

Not far away, a sound of footsteps sounded, and a figure stepped into the martial arts arena and came to Zhou Chun.

And at the moment this person entered the arena, a few hundred spectators burst into a thunderous shout.

Shouting Ye Chen’s name! Most of them came from women.

In the past few days, Ye Chen’s various performances have been completely spread in the academy!

And the rumors became more and more bizarre. There were even rumors that Ye Chen was not a human at all, but a descendant of the Kingdom of God, who was stranded in the mortal world...

Many students, especially female students, have gone from being curious about Ye Chen to worshipping him!

Compared to Ye Chen, Zhou Chun was much more low-key. Except for the sophomores, many other students didn't even know Zhou Chun.

Ye Chen looked at Zhou Chun, and Zhou Chun also looked at Ye Chen. Both of them focused on each other, not paying any attention to the shouts of the students.

Ye Chen's face gradually became solemn. Zhou Chun was very strong, stronger than he had imagined!

This was no longer something that could be measured by realm.

Zhou Chun would definitely reach the gate seal if he used all his strength.

No wonder Feng Qingyang had to remind himself.

Zhou Chun smiled at Ye Chen and said, "Hello, I'm Zhou Chun."

Ye Chen nodded and said, "Ye Chen."

Ge Qing flew up and hovered over the martial arts field. He coughed a few times, and the entire martial arts field suddenly became quiet.

Ge Qing glanced at the two people in the field and announced, "In this college challenge, the winner can get the qualification to go to the Nine Nether Kingdom to celebrate the birthday of the royal family. During the challenge, you must not deliberately take someone's life. If one party admits defeat, they must not continue to attack. Are you ready?"

"Ready!" The two answered at the same time.

Ge Qing said, "The challenge begins!"

As soon as Ge Qing finished speaking, Zhou Chun's temperament changed instantly.

He was originally as steady as an old tree, but now, he has become a sharp sword!

Under the stirring of sword intent, most of the students present felt a chill in their hearts!

Zhou Chun, he hasn't made a move yet!

Just standing there, there is such a powerful sword intent!

Ye Chen's pupils shrank. As Zhou Chun's sword intent burst out, Ye Chen also flashed with an extreme killing intent. In the roar of killing intent, there was also a faint tiger roar and a sword intent that could split the world!

The two have not made a move yet, but the momentum has already begun to collide!

Zhou Chun's eyes flashed with a trace of surprise. Originally, Ye Chen only had the cultivation of the second level of the Creation Heaven. In his opinion, even if he comprehended the power of the realm and could compete with ordinary star-level warriors, it was only a relatively superficial level.

Now it seems that he was wrong.