Chapter 3400 Goodbye to My Previous Life and Ren! (Update 1)
"This is……"
Ye Chen looked at the crystal and was immediately shocked.
This crystal has a vague black light and a hint of ancient and obscure aura. It seems to have a huge connection with Ren Feifan's stone pillar in the Samsara Cemetery!
Ye Chen held the spar, and a desolate dragon's roar seemed to sound in his mind, which was very strange.
"Boy, what's wrong?"
The Demon Emperor Zhe Tian asked doubtfully.
"Senior Demon Emperor, there is something strange about this crystal! I need to study it, please settle down for a while."
Ye Chen took the Demon Emperor Zhetian into the Demon-Conquering Hall and temporarily arranged for him to stay. Soon, he returned to the room alone and directly entered the Reincarnation Cemetery.
Boom!
As soon as he stepped into the Samsara Cemetery, he heard an astonishing movement coming from deep inside the cemetery.
The ancient stone pillars erupted with incomparable brilliance.
Nine divine dragons were entrenched on the stone pillars, roaring with their heads raised.
The supreme and majestic aura enveloped the entire Samsara Cemetery.
Buzz!
The crystal in his hand also trembled violently, vaguely echoing the stone pillar, forming a unique rhythm.
laugh!
The sound of sword energy breaking through the air suddenly sounded.
The Falling Dust Dragon-Subduing Sword left by Ren Feifan shot out at this moment, suspended in the air of the Samsara Cemetery, and made a clear sword cry.
A trace of starlight covered the sword body, gorgeous and bright.
Ye Chen stood there blankly, only feeling that the Falling Dust Sword of Dragon Subduing was emitting traces of magnificent source energy, and its fierce killing aura had surpassed the "Four Swords of Killing Immortals", and he didn't know what level it had reached.
Wow!
Layers of sword light spread out like a tide.
The world around Ye Chen is constantly distorting and mutating.
In his ears, the sound of fighting in the battle formation came.
The roaring shouts, the clash of swords, the bombardment of spells, and the collision of magic weapons continued to resound, deafening.
There are endless wailings, endless screams, and endless crying, which is terrifying.
The entire scene of the Samsara Cemetery has completely changed, turning into an ancient battlefield.
The gray sky was filled with beacon haze.
A dim sun hung in the sky, completely obscured by the murderous aura of fireworks rising into the sky.
The earth cracked, blood flowed across it, crows circled low in the sky, and the thunder of war drums could be heard in the distance.
This ancient battlefield is densely packed with powerful figures everywhere.
Every figure is radiant with divine light and majestic. Every one of them has surpassed the limit of the Saint Ancestor Realm. I don’t know what realm they are. These people are enough to become giants.
In the center of the battlefield, there were two majestic and heroic men.
Of these two men, one has an aura that is transcendent, majestic, and ethereal. He seems to be above the heaven and earth. He is wearing a black robe and a black cloak behind him, covering his face. Infinite starlight and divine brilliance are constantly blooming from his feet. .
Another man, whose body is filled with the brilliance of the six paths of underworld, has a disk of reincarnation behind him, which is slowly rotating. The whole man seems to be the master who controls the heaven and earth, and determines the destiny of all realms. He is extremely powerful.
"It's actually Senior Ren and the Lord of Reincarnation!"
Although Senior Ren's face was covered at all, making it difficult to see clearly, Ye Chen would not admit his mistake. This man was Ren!
Ye Chen stared blankly at this scene. Ren Feifan and the Lord of Reincarnation were fighting side by side, and what they faced were tens of thousands of powerful men! Each one has surpassed the Saint Ancestor Realm!
"Brother Ren, in today's battle, we may fall here."
The Lord of Samsara spoke, and as he spoke, he slashed in all directions with his sword. Each strong man was wounded by him, and his body was thrown into the plate of reincarnation. He let out a shrill scream and fell into reincarnation completely, unable to be reincarnated.
But the enemies around them surged like a tidal wave. There were tens of thousands of them, and they were too many to kill.
"Haha, those superiors want to kill me, but it's not that easy. The Four Swords of Killing Immortals, break it!"
Ren Feifan's eyes were cold, and with a wave of his hand, four murderous long swords burst out from his body, slashing all around, killing people like grass. In an instant, he killed countless strong men, and blood flowed out. into a river.
Each of these four swords carries a tyrannical source of energy, and the killing aura is overwhelming. They are the legendary "Four Swords of Killing Immortals".
It turns out that the Four Swords of Killing Immortals were Xiaoyuan soldiers forged by Ren Feifan on a whim in ancient times.
Under the sharp edge of Zhu Xian's Four Swords, the surrounding strong men were slightly wary and retreated one after another.
"Brother Ren, it turns out that you have understood the secret of the source and forged the source weapon. I am very happy and congratulated."
Seeing this, the Lord of Samsara looked happy and congratulated with a smile.
"It's useless, just a small source soldier, the edge is too weak, and it can't compete with those who are superior. Unless I can create a supreme source soldier, there is no chance of winning."
Ren Feifan shook his head, wielding the Four Swords of Zhu Xian, slashing and killing indiscriminately. The swords swept across and killed anyone who stood in his way. No one could resist. The sharp edges were so sharp that they were simply invincible.
But this sharp edge can be used to deal with ordinary strong people, but it is undoubtedly a fantasy to deal with those who are superior.
"If you don't die in this battle, you will transform and reach the ultimate state of martial arts."
The Lord of Samsara spoke desolately, Ren Feifan had been able to forge source weapons, and his martial arts background was deep enough. As long as he was given a little time to develop, he would definitely be able to reach the top of martial arts and reach the realm of the superiors.
But in today's battle, how easy is it to get out of trouble?
Ye Chen stood on the battlefield, dumbfounded, eyes blank, looking at the pictures in front of him.
It turns out that in ancient times, the Lord of Reincarnation and Ren Feifan once fought side by side.
At that time, Ren Feifan had not yet reached the ultimate of martial arts. His cultivation level was the same as that of the Lord of Samsara. Although he was powerful, he was still no match for those superiors.
If it was Ren Feifan at this moment, he would be able to kill the enemy in a snap of his fingers without any effort.
"Well, we must fight our way out. We must not die like this!"
Ren Feifan's eyes were sharp. He joined forces with the Lord of Samsara and flew his sword to kill all around. He just wanted to rush out.
But the number of enemies was too many. They were so dense and crowded that they could not be killed no matter how hard they tried. The layers of encirclement made people desperate.
"Are we really going to die here today?"
Finally, Ren Feifan's face became completely gloomy and he glanced at the Lord of Samsara.
"Don't panic, there is still a chance."
The Lord of Samsara looked determined, and suddenly raised his head to the sky and roared, shouting: "Tianhuang Dilao, come and protect quickly!"
Hearing this, Ren Feifan's face changed, and he said: "Tianhuang Dilao is your guardian spirit. You call them over. If they are killed, you will no longer have the power to fight against the Heart Demon Curse Sword in the future. Once you are attacked by the Heart Demon, I am afraid that life is worse than death."
"It doesn't matter, let's rush out first."
The Lord of Samsara smiled carefreely and didn't care.
However, time passed, the sky was dark, and the figure of Tianhuang Dilao did not appear.
The Lord of Samsara and Ren Feifan, under the attack of endless strong men, gradually became exhausted, panting, and leaned back to back, and had fallen into a desperate situation.
Ren Feifan's "Four Swords of Zhuxian" were all shot down and scattered all over the starry sky, without a trace.