Chapter 7003 Dream Eater

The laughter of the ancient demon spread everywhere, which was both harsh and unpleasant.

The Celestial Koi could not stop the Netherworld, which was under tremendous pressure at the moment. It would be completely broken soon.

Ye Chen whistled coldly, and he raised the two swords in his hands, as if communicating with the heaven and earth.

The vast sword light rushed up to the sky, stirring up the wind and clouds, and the whole wasteland trembled.

And from the distant nothingness, a ray of terrifying breath poured out, which was extremely weak, but when it descended on this void, it caused the vision of heaven and earth.

The space within a hundred miles around Ye Chen was broken and collapsed, and it could not bear such violent force at all.

And Ye Chen was receiving this power, and he closed his eyes again in the storm.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes suddenly, and there was no brilliance or light flashing in his eyes. His eyes were so plain and ordinary.

Only the top Tianjiao could vaguely see that deep in the calm eyes, there were whirlpools that were enough to tear the world apart.

He looked down at the long sword in his hand. He held the long sword horizontally in front of his chest, and his fingers slid from the hilt to the tip of the sword.

As this action fell, Ye Chen's eyes changed, and murderous aura suddenly filled his body. A shocking breath rose from the ground and rushed straight into the sky!

The whole world seemed to tremble, and the last ray of sunset fell at this moment. ɱDarkness swept in, and the killing had begun.

The extremely terrifying aura shocked everyone present.

The sword light that filled the world was silent, but it was enough to tear apart all obstacles in the real world.

The ancient demon was extremely terrified. He wanted to divert the Netherworld from the direction, but it was too late.

The sword light penetrated and split the entire netherworld in half, just like an ant splitting the body of an elephant.

The great power of the sky ant is so shocking!

After the terrible mysterious power broke the entire palace, it stopped and continued to split it until the entire wasteland was cut in half, and then slowly dissipated.

At this time, this place has become a complete ruin. The wasteland of hundreds of thousands of miles has split into a wide canyon that is enough to form an ocean, boundless and endless.

All this is brought by the power of that sword!

Everyone present took a breath of cold air.

"Is that... the legendary... Wuwu?"

Zhang Hantian was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses. He has traveled the world over the years and has seen many famous swordsmanship and sword intent, but he has rarely heard of such terrible power as Ye Chen used.

He suddenly remembered that he had read in an ancient book that the ultimate sword technique in this world was called the Sword of Still Water, which used the legendary Wuwu power!

Thinking of this, Zhang Hantian's body was covered with cold sweat.

Those who can comprehend the Wuwu sword art must have strength, talent and character. Every one of them is a top genius among ten thousand, destined to become the master of the world and the king of the world in the future.

The last person like this was the ancestor Hongjun.

Zhang Hantian swallowed his saliva and wanted to slap himself twice?

What was wrong with him, actually helping Shangguan Yun to deal with Ye Chen!

Unconsciously, he quietly moved away from Shangguan Yun, stood in front, and approached Ye Chen as if he wanted to prove that he had made an effort.

When Ye Chen looked over, he actually smiled friendly.

Ye Chen laughed at this, but he didn't care much. When he was about to turn back to clean up the mess, he suddenly heard a subtle sound.

To the entire universe, this click was extremely subtle and inconspicuous, but to Ye Chen, it sounded like the devil's voice from hell!

"Not good!"

Ye Chen turned around quickly. At the same time, the Void Relic that fell from the Netherworld burst into a sharp roar, which caught everyone off guard.

That sharp roar did not have a strong killing power, but it could penetrate the soul and reach the deepest part of the heart.

Their spirits seemed to have suffered a heavy blow and were frozen by some inexplicable force. Everyone stayed in place and could not move.

Not long after, a sinister voice slowly sounded.

"Little things, it doesn't matter if you don't know my name. Now I will let you know that my body is a dream-eating beast, and you will all die in my hands. Leaving in the dream without pain is a surprise for you, hehe..."

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A short moment seemed to be quite long for Ye Chen.

He had a dream, which was very long and very short.

A giant face with a demonic light, fangs that could pierce the sky, and a momentum that could create the world pierced his body and nailed him in a dazzling galaxy.

He struggled, roared, howled, and screamed, trying to rush back, but his body was gradually dissipating.

He seemed to feel this loneliness and powerlessness only when he thought of the scenes before his previous life.

And what dominated him was the invisible and intangible so-called fate.

Fate was so ruthless. With a wave of its hand, the newly grown branches could lie together with a pile of white hair. The Son of God who was in heaven a second ago could be dragged to hell by it in the next second.

Do you want to surrender? Surrender.

Throughout the ages, there have been countless talented and brilliant people who almost broke the sky. Even so, no one has ever defeated fate, even if it shakes a hair.

If fate wants you to live, you can live; if fate wants you to rise to prominence, you can make rapid progress.

If fate wants you to dominate the world, you can be above everyone else. But, if fate wants you to die, you can't live!

Ye Chen's body in the dream gradually dissipated, turned into stars, and merged into a long river with a silver glow.

Beautiful, but revealing weirdness.

He looked blank and nodded lightly. The water in the long river seemed to be a little agitated at this moment. They seemed to be protesting something, with a sad and powerless taste.

But the river is the river after all. What else can it do except churning twice? This river is the subject of fate, accommodating the existence of fate and allowing the majesty of fate...

Ye Chen felt that his body was falling at a very fast speed, as if his body had fallen into an abyss with no bottom. He was not quite sure what state he was in.

The more he wanted to escape, the more painful his struggle became, and he kept falling into it.

Although it was an abyss, there was no eternal darkness inside, but instead it was filled with stars.