Banished Disciple’s Counterattack Chapter 1713: Soul Soul

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Out of the Yanluo Temple, Ye Chen took Kui Niu to the direction of the ghost town.

The top priority is to help Kui Niu to condense 'Nascent Divinity'.

Soul Ning 'Nascent Divinity' is quite expensive and takes a long time.

Condensing 'Nascent Divinity', this process will be very slow and take a long time.

In the old days, he and Zhao Yun were in the eighteenth level of hell, and they were assisted by the soul of the ocean. Only by chance did they condense 'Nascent Divinity'.

But the cows are different, without the support of the powerful soul, they can only grow the soul, and condense Life Source 'Nascent Divinity' step by step.

Fortunately, he has enough time in March.

More importantly, this time he is also considered to be financially rich, no worse than when he first came to the underworld.

With sufficient financial resources, everything is easy to handle, and money can make ghosts grind. In Yincao Difu, the most important thing is ghosts.

"Lao Qi, this underworld ... has Heavenly Emperor?" Kui Niu asked tentatively as he passed a ghost mountain.

"There is indeed, the master of the underworld." Ye Chen laughed.

"It's really shocking." Kui Niu grinned.

Who would think that there is a living Heavenly Emperor in the underworld, that is the supreme existence, and it is unreal to think about it.

It is a great honor to live under the dominance of Heavenly Emperor.

Unfortunately, this Heavenly Emperor is in the underworld, not in the heavens.

Imagine that if Wanyu had Heavenly Emperor sitting in town, when the Heavenly Demon invaded, it would not be as tragic as the battle, and countless souls were buried.

"Underworld is far more interesting than you think." Ye Chen smiled, stepped across, and increased its speed.

"Even Heavenly Emperor, what else is is impossible." Kui Niu took a deep breath and kept up with Ye Chen.

Soon after, the duo fell under control and entered the ghost town together.

Fortunately, Ye Chen has been here for a long time, and it is already a habit.

It's Kui Niu, walking all the way to sighed. Except for the black spots in this hell, it looks the same as Yang.

However, although the ghost town street is lively, he can't help but tremble, the city is full of ghosts, and the back is chilling.

Ye Chen smiled, led the cowboy, appeared in a shop, bought medicinal pill, and without exception, all added soul power.

Walking around for a long time, the two talents walked into a sword alley, spent 1,500 stones, and rented a small garden.

The small garden is not big. The radius is only a hundred feet. An old tree and two stone houses are covered in darkness, just like dusk.

Underworld is raging everywhere, and Xiaoyuan is no exception.

Or, no matter where you go, it is a gloomy place. It must look like Yincao Difu.

"Why is there a red lantern hanging in front of every room." Kui Niu scratched his head, "Is this a custom in the underworld?"

"Heaven knows." Ye Chen smiled and waved his hand to offer an altar, but he portrayed a pattern and arranged a magic circle.

"It's better to stay in the sun." Kui Niu muttered.

"After I died, have you ever been to Hengyue Sect of my Grand Chu." Ye Chen asked while burrowing.

"I've been there before, there is your tomb." Kui Niu said with regret.

"I would rather not." Ye Chen smiled, his voice hoarse, and his deep eyes also had a touch of vicissitudes.

"It's still good to have a thought," Kui Niu smiled.

"My Master is visible." Ye Chen's eager hope.

"I haven't seen it before." Kui Niu shook his head. "When I heard you died, she almost turned away, and was sealed by the Kunlun goddess."

After hearing this, Ye Chen's body shook violently, so that even the lines of the pattern were skewed, like an iron heart, and it hurt.

He can imagine that after his death, Chu Xuan will have much heartache.

After waiting for past and present life, another three hundred years have been lame, missed again and again, and cruel again.

Obviously affectionate, but he was fooled by God. A love affair, full of holes, he and her, are already devastated.

As for her being sealed by Tai Huang Taixin, he is not surprised.

This is related to Ruoxi, and Chu Xuan is mostly related to it. How could Donghuang Taixin let her die before she could figure it out.

"If you want me to say, Grand Chu don't guard the gates of the heavens."

"It ’s time to put the devil in and let the Honghuang tribe try it out."

"When the Heavenly Demon invades, all of them can't shrink out."

"This day the demon was beaten back, and all ran out of chaos."

The Kui Niu continued to speak, and the more he spoke, the more he resented him.

"One day, the famine will rise." Ye Chen's discourse is plain, with such a look to cover up his inner anger.

"If you go back, you will be able to lead Wanyu and recreate brilliance." Kui Niu expression is solemn and extremely confident in Ye Chen.

"Can go back and talk." Ye Chen smiled and closed Divine Ability, "Sit on the altar formation, I will help you condense 'Nascent Divinity'."

"Get it!" Kui Niu got up and stepped up to the altar in one step, sitting cross-legged, like the old monk sitting in meditation, with the solemn treasure.

Ye Chen fixed his body, his eyebrows flashed, the fire of 'Nascent Divinity' surged, drowned Kui Niu, and helped him refining soul impurities.

Then, it is a ray of 'Nascent Divinity', planted into the body of Kui cattle, just like a seed, it will take root and germinate, condensing 'Nascent Divinity'.

Next, it is the essence of the soul, traction from the Ye Chen body, into the Kui Niu soul body, can also be regarded as strengthening his soul.

Finally, many medicinal pill that supplemented soul power were also crushed.

After doing this, Ye Chen sighed and quit.

The Kui Niu still sits on the altar, and his soul gradually improves.

Under the old tree, Ye Chen snuggled up, quietly looking up at the 缥缈.

Across yin and yang, he seemed to be able to see the starry sky, as well as the familiar silhouettes.

He desperately wants to go back and miss his hometown too much.

But he knew that even going back at this moment would not help.

Even the Nandi of the Saint level was defeated, and his Quasi Saint level was also defeated. The first batch of souls in the world, he was terrible.

He needs to improve his cultivation practice, even if he wants to go, he must also bring Chu Ling. He cannot leave her alone in the underworld.

The root cause is still cultivation. When Realms reaches Saint, he will be promoted to the **** position and he will be eligible to see Chu Ling.

"Wait for me." Ye Chen expression is blurred, and the eyes are dim.

When a strong wind blew, he closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Small garden is quiet, sometimes howling, and sometimes ghosts manifesting, but was banned by Ye Chen and repelled on the spot.

A faint moonlight slanted down and spilled on the Ye Chen face.

His little finger twitched slightly, the calm expression, but showing a trace of pain, frowning tightly.

Unclearly, his mind was pulled into a mood.

In the artistic conception, it is a vast starry sky, boundless and boundless, stars, sparkling stars, bright and gorgeous.

"This is ... Zhongtian Wanyu." Ye Chen looked at Sifang in amazement, and was absolutely certain that this artistic conception was Zhutian Wanyu.

"Dream back to the heavens?" He scratched his head with a strange expression.

When he was stunned, he suddenly saw the starry sky tremble, and the rumbling sounded.

In the distance, a figure walks in the air, with a great body.

The man was wearing gold armor, holding a battle halberd, and his blond hair fluttered, and every wisp was dyed with divine brilliance.

His eyes are deep and boundless, and he has the Grand Dao to evolve on his own, which outlines the vision of ruining the sky.

But he seems to be very old, with wrinkles on his face and a long beard. Although his back is tall, there is a trace of rickets.

He was badly wounded, covered with blood, with numerous scars, and every step he took was a **** footprint.

Ye Chen narrowed his eyes and stared at the man ’s eyebrows with an ancient divine pattern, exclusive of the Eucharist.

That is to say, that person is a 'Ancient Desolate Emperor Physique'.

Moreover, it is a 'Ancient Desolate Emperor Physique' from old age to old age.

"Junior Ye Chen, have seen the ancestors." Ye Chen salutes in a hurry, full of awe, although the Holy Body cannot see him.

After he finished the ceremony, the old Eucharist had stopped.

He was too tired, and Xu was too badly injured. Perhaps he was too old. He sat in the starry sky, buried his head, and was about to go to bed.

Ye Chen passed, squatting on the side of the old holy body.

Looking at the old face of the old holy body, he couldn't help but stretch out his hand, hoping to brush away the vicissitudes and traces of time for him.

The old holy body is too old, Shouyuan will end, and the limit will come.

At this moment, he can best explain what a hero is late.

The shoulder-length with the emperor, but also no match for the sword-like years, the scarred 'Ancient Desolate Emperor Physique' was carved with traces.

"Ba Yuan, Ru ... There is also today." Suddenly, a female voice sounded through the stars, cold and majestic.

The old Eucharist, who was buried, raised his head, supported by the euphorbia, stood up stiffly, and his scattered eyes gathered again.

"Ru, who the **** is that." The old Eucharist whispered softly.

"Ru, you don't have the right to know." The starry sky suddenly cracked, and the colorful air was thin, and a white-haired woman walked out slowly.

The woman was masked and surrounded by colorful Xianxia.

In her hand, she held a colorful fairy sword and clambered.

"Zhu Xianjian." Ye Chen's eyes, suddenly cold shot, staring at the colorful fairy sword in the hand of the white-haired woman.

He can see that it is the Zhuxian sword, and it can also be seen that the **** Zhuxian sword controls the white-haired woman.

The starry sky is turbulent, and the old holy body fights with the white-haired woman.

The war is volatile, extremely large, and stars burst.

Every time the two collide, there is a vision of ruining the world.

The old holy body fell down and could not resist the attack of Zhuxianjian. The holy body healed again and again, but burst again and again.

It ’s not that he lost to the white-haired woman and Zhu Xianjian, because he was old and still seriously injured, far from the peak state.

He was defeated, the blood was in the starry sky, the ray of ancient holy blood was shocking, and it was dazzling in the vast starry sky.

In the small garden, Ye Chen is OK, but the green muscles of the forehead are exposed, the eyes are red, the blood is scattered, and he is about to bleed.

Another ancestor of the Eucharist was cut off by Zhuxianjian.

Yu Ru was killed in his weak state as if he had been fighting in that year.

Unable to help, Ye Chen lowered his eyes and looked inside his body.

Looking at the brilliant piece of sacred bone, he is not difficult to guess that this sacred bone is Ba Yuan, and it is the artistic conception it brought him into.

But he couldn't figure out, why did Zhuxianjian not get along with 'Ancient Desolate Emperor Physique', before it was Ba Yuan, and then Chen Chen.

This is just what he knows, and God knows how much holy body the **** Zhuxian Jian has destroyed in the long river.

"Two ancestors, your enemies, the juniors will report for you."

Ye Chen's words are clanging, his eyes unprecedentedly firm, and one day he will smash the **** Zhuxian sword.

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