Banished Disciple’s Counterattack Chapter 1611: Sorrow under the Five Fingers Mountain
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"is impossible, this is impossible." Looking at the familiar and disgusting face, Ye Chen stepped back.
He is unbelievable. The imperial fairy cut off by him a hundred years ago is still alive, and is facing a fierce smile.
"It took me a hundred years to complete the Phoenix Nirvana, and I should also thank you for letting me get the character of heavens defying." Fengxian stopped and smiled at Ye Chen.
"Phoenix Nirvana." The Ye Chen veteran's hand squeaked straight, with blood flowing between his fingers.
Phoenix Nirvana, the supreme fairy law of the Phoenix family.
He never imagined, nor would he think, that the imperial fairy took a step between life and death a hundred years ago.
Now, her Taoism, bloodline, origin and divine possession have all transformed, which is much stronger than before.
Her horror and power is shocking, even if North Saint is here, she may not be her opponent.
"Goodbye to me, but still happy, but the Nu family misses you so much?" Fengxian smiled and sat comfortably on the throne, a pair of phoenix eyes, overlooking Ye Chen.
Her smile, with a tinge of grief, with a touch of eerie, laughter makes people feel dazed, but also makes people tremble.
The Ye Chen is staggering, and perhaps the mood fluctuates so much that the lingering death is also thick.
Fairy immortal is still alive, unexpectedly, it makes people rub his hands, his calm heart is also surging.
That is to say, he did not collect the debt of a hundred years ago.
Until today, he really understood that she is a person who inherits the luck of the world. Someone is always rescued in a crisis, even if he is dead, he can be nirvana.
"Isn't it helpless." Fengxian held her chin with one hand and laughed at her, revealing the evil face.
Ye Chen is silent, expression pale white, no blood.
He is really helpless, unprecedentedly helpless.
At this moment, how did he let him out, how did he fight the imperial fairy after Nirvana at Mortal Origin Stage.
"Mo Ji, there is nothing more frustrating for you." Fengxian glanced at the fairy crane on the crucified mountain.
"Bitch, there is a sort of heads-up." Xian Wang He scolded.
"Oh, why are you so stern?" Fengxian smiled enchanting, "It scared people."
"Wow! It's disgusting to see you, mom."
"Brother Jinwu, he scolded me, you have to be the master of the slave family!" Fengxian looked sideways and looked at the second prince of Jinwu tribe with a grudge, smiling and enchanting.
"Sister Xian'er is at ease and will surely please you." Prince Jinwu smiled, showing two rows of white teeth, a pair of golden eyes, bloodthirsty and tyrannical.
Speaking, he bent his bow and arrow, aimed at the fairy king crane, and one arrow pierced the sky like a ray of serene glow.
"Interesting." The other princes and great teachers, God Son, all smiled and followed suit, drawing bows and arrows.
The picture is bloody, one arrow kills, like serene glow, one branch shoots at the fairy king crane.
"Ye Chen, is it heartache?" The imperial fairy and phoenix fluttered across the mountain and seemed to be able to see the madly struggling Ye Chen. The picture made her excited and mad, "You need to know that his death is all because of You. "
"Lao Qi, don't listen to her nonsense, my elder brother is still a good guy after 18 years." The fairy king crane roared, his body was filled with killing arrows, and the whole body was filled with blood, but it was also an iron-clad man. .
"So kind." Prince Jinwu and other people sneered, and once again bowed their arrows and shot divine glow.
Ah ...!
Ye Chen roars, a pair of muddy eyes, blood-red straight desire to bleed blood, frantically struggling, the chains of earning whistling, but ultimately unable to leave the altar.
"Why ... what is this." Xu was too moved and caused a lot of cultivator, but he was shocked.
"Oh my god! Is that a fairy? Is it still alive."
"This is impossible! A hundred years ago, I watched her go away with my own eyes." The amazement continued.
"It should be the Nirvana of the Phoenix Clan." There are old cultivator old eyes deep, seeming to have seen the clues.
"The one who was nailed should be the fairy king crane in the southern region, the brother of Ye Chen, really miserable."
"This group of beasts, the real ghosts are still there! The eucharist has been suppressed, and he still will not let him go."
"Seeing the brother shot by an arrow with his own eyes, the Eucharist does not know how much heartache should be." Too many people sighed for the fairy king and sorrow, but also for Ye Chen.
In the discussion, the laughter of the fairy king crane disappeared.
Looking away, the Wuzhi Mountain, stained with his blood, was shocking just to watch.
The fairy king crane died, and his stiff head finally hung down. Before he died, he smiled at Ye Chen.
Ye Chen is stiff, staring at the **** fairy crane, full of eyes is blood and tears.
Outside the mountain, unbridled laughter and perverted rampage.
"Everything related to him, no matter cultivator mortal, will die." Feng Xian left, but the sound of laughter resounded through Jiuxiao, with cold and supreme majesty.
"This will be a very interesting big hunt." Many princes and great teachers God Son also turned their backs, all like demons, grinning horribly.
"Worse than the old days!" The cultivators on all sides were sighed, "I do n’t know how many people were slaughtered."
"Ye Chen has been suppressed this time, so it is difficult to collect blood debts."
"The death of the fairy king crane is terrible. Let's help him collect the corpse!" You have kindly said cultivator.
"Shut down him and you will be nailed up next moment." Everyone around cultivator glanced at the man.
"Let's go." The elder cultivators turned around first, and the audience sighed twitched, and all left.
Before leaving, I did not forget to look at the **** fairy crane. Although he couldn't bear it, he didn't dare to intervene. Those people, they really couldn't afford it.
The night came quietly, covered in blood.
At the bottom of the Five-Finger Mountain, Ye Chen sits quietly, like a stone statue, motionless, surrounded by thick dead air.
He didn't growl again, quiet and scary, dark eyes, and murky tears, he had blurred his vision.
The fairy king crane was also nailed to the mountain, covered with sword rain, and there was a plume of blood flowing out of his body.
Because of his death, many people came to Wuzhi Mountain and looked at them from afar, not daring to get close, but sighed secretly.
In the middle of the night, six people came together, it was the feathers God Son, Cangling God Son and God Son 'Tai Qing'.
In their hands, they are holding a cold iron chain, and on the other side of the chain, a person with a shawl is locked, such as a prisoner of death, the shawl is covered with blood.
"Ye Chen, look, is there someone from your family?" The six stopped and laughed at each other in a playful manner, throwing the people locked in the chains to the front of the mountain.
Ye Chen raised his eyes, and through the mountain, he saw those who were locked in iron chains, all miserable.
He doesn't know those people, he has nothing to do with them.
"Why catch us." The people locked in iron chains are roaring, crying with tears, full of sorrow.
"No why." Tianfei God Son shrugged his shoulders at random, "blame only, we all call Ye Chen."
"Ah ..." The arrested people roared and roared, full of grief and indignation. This is the world respected by expert. As the weak, they deserve to be bullied.
"Noisy." Cang Ling God Son sneered, immediately waving his sword, and the captured person turned into a blood mist on the spot.
"Yo, it's too early!" Someone came again, but Sun Moon God Son. There were a lot of people caught, but they were all cultivator women, and their clothes were disheveled.
It can be seen that those women have been humiliated, and the tears of humiliation have covered their cheeks.
Ye Chen watched quietly. Among the captured women, there were no reincarnates, but they were all miserable.
"All admire Ye Chen." Sun and Moon God Son has fallen, and the captured woman was thrown in front of the mountain.
"Uhhhhhhhhh, that's really sad!" The God Sonh tongue of the palace was grinning and gruesome.
"It's a pity to kill." Feathered God Son twisted his neck comfortably, and full of eyes was all kinky. Evil light.
"Under these Wuzhi Mountain, it should be very emotional." The Supreme City God Son has rushed up like a beast.
The other God Son is also full of fierce glory, each of which is like a wolf, each looking for people, and venting the tyrannical animal desire.
The woman hissed, accompanied by tears of humiliation.
"Heart Reverend is inside, call, keep calling!"
"Ye Chen, you can still like this picture."
"Kill me! Get out and kill me! Hahaha."
The seven major God Sons are all like mad dogs, and the coexistence of the fierce and the fierce is the devil at night.
"If it comes, is this your compassion?"
The bottom of the dark mountain, Ye Chen has a hoarse voice, full of sorrow and indignation, and the anger towards the Buddha is from Soul.