Chapter 391

Chapter 391 Impermanence takes life, the old man who lost his ring

"Eh?"

Ye Chen froze in place, doubting his life.

How could his hand not touch this person and pass through his body?

Unless... the other person is not a human? !

Thinking of this, Ye Chen slowly raised his head, his neck was so dull, like a machine that had not been oiled for many years.

Looking closely, the aura of these two people is indeed not like that of normal people.

Just approaching, you will feel a chill in your body.

That chill is not an ordinary chill, it penetrates the bone marrow!

To prevent himself from hallucinating, Ye Chen waved his hand again, and sure enough, his palm still passed through them directly and could not be touched.

What made Ye Chen feel even more weird was that it seemed that except for himself, the people around him could not detect the existence of these two "people" at all.

'Who are they...? '

A big question came to mind.

But then, the old man in the ring sounded in his mind, vigilant and uneasy, "Run! Run! These two guys are ghost messengers from the underworld, coming to take souls and take lives!"

"Take lives and take lives?"

Hearing this, Ye Chen turned around and ran, not trying to show off.

Just because the other party was so powerful, he never thought of confronting this matter head-on.

"Master, could you be mistaken? I still have at least a hundred years of life left, how could the people from the underworld come to me?" Ye Chen asked in confusion.

"They are not coming to you, they are coming to me!" The old man in the ring said tremblingly.

"I didn't expect that there is really impermanence in this world to take lives! Can I escape the reincarnation of the underworld after all?"

Listening to his words, Ye Chen smiled confidently, "Master, don't worry, we have been through so many troubles and life and death difficulties along the way, but in the end, they were all solved. I think this time, it should also be..."

Bang!

Before he finished speaking, Ye Chen bumped into something, like a steel plate, ridiculously hard.

The whole person stumbled back a few steps and bumped into it again.

He put down his hands covering his nose and looked ahead. There was a ghost in black standing in front of him.

Behind him was a ghost in white.

‘I couldn’t touch it just now, why now… Could it be that someone is playing tricks? ’

The next second when Ye Chen was thinking this, the black-clothed ghost waved his hand and shot out a wrist-thick iron chain from his sleeve.

‘Not good! ’

Ye Chen felt something was wrong and quickly raised his hand over his shoulder to hold the big sword on his back.

He pulled it out suddenly and slashed it vertically, trying to break it and block the attack of the black-clothed ghost.

However, this sword was cut into the air. To be precise, it was his sword that could not touch the iron chain at all.

When Ye Chen wanted to make other reactions, the iron chain had already sunk into his chest.

But Ye Chen could not feel any pain, as if it did not exist.

The black-clothed ghost officer circled his hands, grabbed the iron chain with his five fingers, and began to pull.

Ye Chen saw clearly that the old man with the ring in the spirit state was forcibly pulled out of his body by the black-clothed ghost officer.

"Master!" Ye Chen wanted to swing his sword to cut the iron chain, but it was useless.

Even if he used his spiritual power and swung his sword, it was useless.

The familiar swallow returned, and the sword energy passed through the body of the ghost officer without leaving any trace.

"Ye Chen, don't waste your energy. Even if they are not gods, they are demigods. How can ordinary people like you and me contend with them?"

"If you anger them and take you away with them, it will not be worth it."

"..." Ye Chen really stopped swinging his sword.

When the old man with the ring was about to be dragged into the gate of hell, he said: "In the future, when the master is not around, you will rely on yourself."

After that, he was completely dragged into the gate of hell.

At the same time, in the blink of an eye, the two ghost messengers disappeared without a trace, as if they had never appeared or existed.

"Master? Master?"

No matter how Ye Chen shouted at the ring, there was no response.

Injecting the divine consciousness into the space ring, it was all white, and the familiar figure could not be found.

"Damn it!" Ye Chen clenched his fist and swung it horizontally, leaving a half-fist-deep mark on the tree beside him.

Glimpsing at this scene and the green leaves falling all over the sky.

Those who originally thought that Ye Chen was a madman, waving a knife at the air and shouting, immediately quickened their pace to leave.

Knowing that you can't afford to provoke, there is no need to bring trouble to yourself.

"Without Master, how can I gain a foothold in the Divine Court? After three months, how can I break the life-and-death battle with Senior Brother?" Ye Chen's plan was completely disrupted.

Now, one head, two big heads.

"That's right! That stone!" At this moment, Ye Chen suddenly recalled the piece of iron bought by Chen Juexin.

"According to Master, the magical power hidden in that stone, as long as I can comprehend it, I will definitely win the life-and-death fight!"

Thinking of this, Ye Chen quickened his pace, using the secret method of tracking the breath, and chased after Chen Mu and Chen Juexin.

He was very determined to get the stone and obtain the magical power.

He didn't want to die on the fighting stage in three months.

Escape? He couldn't escape.

Once he left the city and lost the protection of the sect, Ye Chen would definitely die.

He knew very well how many enemies he had established in the sect.

It is necessary to follow the original plan, let the eldest brother lose miserably on the life and death stage, and then win the appreciation of the elders, become the elders' disciples, and become the direct and true disciples.

Otherwise, it will be difficult to gain a foothold in the future.

What he didn't know was that his identity as the son of luck had been taken away by Chen Mu.

Today, Ye Chen is just an ordinary person with a little talent for cultivation.

Without the blessing of luck, if he continues to act in the same way as before, he will die without a burial place!

All this was clearly seen by Chen Mu.

He can use one eye alone to play the effect of a sky-peeking mirror.

At this moment, Chen Mu and Chen Juexin are in an auction city.

Second floor, VIP room.

On the one hand, he wants to see what kind of treasures will be auctioned in the auction city of the upper world and learn from it.

On the other hand, he wants to kill time with Chen Mu.

Ye Chen also successfully entered the auction city with the identity of a disciple of Qingteng Academy.

Looking up, he noticed the remaining, thread-like breath in the air, leading to a room on the second floor.

Ye Chen showed a delighted look, "Is it up there?"

Without saying much, he set off quickly, intending to catch up. Even if he had to use a tougher method, he had to obtain magical powers.

At this point, Ye Chen had no choice!

"The second floor is the VIP area, no entry for idle people!"

A figure suddenly emerged and blocked Ye Chen's way.

"I am a disciple of the Qingteng Academy, Ye Chen!" He introduced himself.

"You are the dean of the Qingteng Academy, but it won't work!" The man said in a tough manner.

Moreover, before Ye Chen released his spiritual energy, he released it first, showing his realm cultivation.

'This person is actually two realms higher than me! ! '

Ye Chen instantly wilted.

No longer in an overbearing manner.