Chapter 928 This Time, Either He Dies or He Dies

Tang Chen's words completely ignited the atmosphere of the entire Qinglian Terrace.

He actually asked the elders of both sides to open up three Qinglian Terraces and fight together, and not to waste time.

But this just met the psychological requirements of everyone, who wanted to see fierce battles and trigger their own blood.

Xu Tiandi looked indifferent, and said in a cold voice with a faint look in his eyes: "Since you want to die together, I don't mind doing this."

"I have no objection." The ancestor of the Jin family stared at Tang Chen and nodded after a long time.

Seeing this, Jin Tianba and the others didn't say much. If they continued to compete one by one, it might really slow down the rhythm.

Therefore, Tang Chen's method is indeed quite good.

The Jin family took advantage of the momentum of Jin Zhan's victory over Ye De to kill fiercely.

"Get up!"

The elder shouted.

The space shook violently, and the other two Qinglian Terraces grew from small to large, born from the Qinglian, forming a triangle with the first Qinglian Terrace.

When the three giant blue battle platforms condensed, Ye Aotian, Ye Tianming, and Ye Xi turned into long rainbows and fell on top.

They were like the champions of the ring, waiting for others to come and challenge.

Jin Liezhang wanted to deal with Ye Aotian personally. The two had hatred in the past, and he was almost killed in the ancestral tomb.

But now he felt that the battle between Tang Chen and Ye Aotian would be more intense, and voluntarily gave him this opportunity.

"Be careful." He rarely cared about Tang Chen.

Tang Chen grinned and said, "Don't worry, this time it's either him or him."

"Anyway, he will die." Jin Haoran moved his hands and feet and chuckled.

Tang Chen and the other two looked at each other, nodded, and then flew out and landed on the Qinglian platform.

From this moment on, the whole atmosphere instantly became unusually quiet.

Everyone was looking at the three Qinglian platforms. How the battle would turn out, they had to continue to watch to know.

The Ye family was not very worried about the situation, knowing that Aotian and the other two were the strongest.

Emperor Xu Tian sent a message to Ye Aotian: "Kill him for me!"

After hearing this, Ye Aotian did not express anything, but his pupils became colder, as if he was looking at a dead person.

Boom!

On the other side, the golden divine clouds and purple fairy clouds were like mudslides, colliding angrily in the void, bursting out with terrifying divine power.

Jin Haoran faced Ye Xi and killed him as soon as he attacked.

"True Dragon Dharma Body."

Jin Haoran looked up to the sky and roared, the purple and blue clouds merged, and clouds and mists were born, floating between heaven and earth.

The body of the divine dragon emerged from it, like a divine dragon that can only be seen from the head but not the tail.

Ye Xi's fighting power is no longer the same as when he was defeated by Tang Chen, and he has brought the Xu Ding Golden Saint Body to its extreme.

He sneered: "Dragon? I'll refine you!"

Buzz!

Ye Xi's hands turned into brilliant golden light, golden auspicious colors, and transformed into a huge golden tripod in the void.

The golden tripod fell to the ground, shaking the Qinglian platform. As he blew out a breath of immortal air, it surged in the wind like a golden volcano.

Puff puff puff...

The golden tripod spewed golden magma, piercing the sky, burning through everything, breaking through the sky, and smashing towards Jin Haoran.

Jin Haoran's dragon head slowly emerged from the clouds, mighty and huge, and the fluttering dragon beard contained a domineering aura.

Roar!

The dragon roared in all directions, and the dense and intense thunder light flashed in his body, turning into countless dragon thunders that killed into the void.

The lightning struck the golden magma and exploded, shining like blooming fireworks, with a terrifying ferocity in the beauty.

"Refine me? I won't let you die well today."

Jin Haoran grinned, and the dragon's mouth looked particularly fierce.

Ye Xi shouted: "How brave!"

One man and one dragon, fighting up.

On the second Qinglian platform, Ye Tianming and Jin Liezhang had already started fighting, and every move was a killing move, without any courtesy.

Ye Tianming was really like a god, with golden auspicious colors lingering all over his body, and he came to the ninth heaven, with golden light shining between his eyebrows.

A little baby holding a spiritual sword, cute but murderous.

It moved lightly, shuttled through the void, and the space was like folded and wrinkled silk, which was greatly affected.

"Xiyuan Kongdong Jue."

Jin Liezhang stood on the Qinglian platform, his robes moved without wind, and his body was surrounded by subtle and sacred light, and he said calmly.

His palm was as white as jade, like the most exquisite work of art, and when he pushed it out, the whole space was shaking violently.

Bang!

But when the arm pushed to the extreme, the space roared, and it emitted compressed air, shaking the sky and defeating the spiritual sword in the golden baby's arms.

Ye Tianming frowned and said, "The inheritance of the Western Saint Emperor."

"I didn't want this inheritance, but it seems to be quite good now." Jin Liezhang stood with his hands behind his back and said calmly.

In fact, he was blaming Tang Chen in his heart, and he was more suitable for the Eastern Purple Emperor.

But no matter which emperor it is, the inheritance is extremely precious. Once you get it, you will benefit from it for a lifetime.

Ye Tianming's brows slowly relaxed and said softly, "In that case, then I want it."

"The inheritance can be given to you, I don't care."

Jin Liezhang said calmly, and then changed the subject and said grimly, "But you have to leave your life in exchange!"

The fight between the Jin family and the Ye family has lasted for countless years.

But now is definitely the best chance for Cang Tian Ba ​​Xue after he weakened, and he can't let it go!

Boom!

The two sides fought, and the Qinglian Platform shook continuously, as if it was about to collapse.

The other two were fighting fiercely, but Tang Chen and Ye Aotian seemed particularly quiet.

But this kind of silence did not make people feel at ease, but rather a kind of silence before the storm.

"Your two clansmen will lose." Tang Chen looked directly at Ye Aotian and said lightly.

Ye Aotian raised his sword eyes and said softly: "What if the curse is lifted? The loser will always be the loser, and it cannot be reversed."

"I agree. Anyway, your Ye family has fought with me so many times and always lost, and you are no exception." Tang Chen nodded in agreement.

Ye Aotian's eyes were cold, and he said in a low voice: "You took so many things from me and killed my clansmen. You are here to pay it back today."

"My answer is... Grass Destroying Sword Technique!" Tang Chen's starry eyes opened and closed, and the killing intent burst out, and he said deeply.

As soon as the voice fell, he raised his arm, and transformed into an infinite sword energy that filled the sky, extremely terrifying, filling the pupils of countless people.

The sword energy was dense and dense, no longer one piece after another, but completely filled the sky of the Qinglian Spiritual Land.

The long river of energy, the unparalleled sword intent, annihilated in the endless life, and constantly derived in death.

The appearance of this sword technique amazed many old-generation strongmen present. This was not at all like the combat power of the peak holy fairyland.

"Taotie Demon Sutra, Devour the God Realm!"

Ye Aotian raised his chin slightly, his face was arrogant, and his body emitted a faint black light, but he was able to swallow all the light.

With a hum, a small dark world appeared around him, which quickly expanded, constantly devouring the sword energy, turning into pure fairy energy and merging into his body.

Everyone exclaimed that it was the Taotie Demon Sutra, which was mastered by Ye Aotian.

Devouring the God Realm swallowed everything, transformed into a range of hundreds of feet, and completely digested the sword energy, which made people feel fear from the bottom of their hearts.

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