The City’s Strongest Immortal Emperor Chapter 1492: Post-war dance party

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Chapter 1492 Post-war dance party

The ancestor of Ten Thousand Demons in the mental state of mind, in an instant, covered in the color of the fighters, his face was terrified, and he suddenly shouted to the sky, his voice full of misery and despair.

"No, this is impossible!"

As soon as his voice fell, his body of mind suddenly exploded in mid-air, turning into light spots and swaying down the sky.

One after another, their eyes froze in that space, and then everyone suddenly looked back at Ye Chen, with shocked and inexplicable expressions climbing on their faces.

"Thinking that it is the mind body can't kill you? Naive!"

Ye Chen slowly put down his right hand, and the original bright golden pupils will slowly turn back to black.

"This..."

The Tai Chi true immortals glanced at each other, and they all saw a deep horror in the eyes of the other party.

The ancestor of Wan Yao is very confident. He said before that no one can hurt him with the mental body. This is definitely not alarmist. Ye Chen's palm strength and fist strength never hurt him, so it can be seen that it is indeed true.

And now, under Ye Chen's finger, the soul of the ancestor of Ten Thousand Demons was wiped out, and the gap between the front and back was so big?

"The ancestor of the demons... is dead?"

Qingchuan Ying was stunned, and then she was filled with deep joy. This is her master, no enemy is his opponent!

The true immortal of Tai Chi is also full of joy. The old demon, the ancestor of Ten Thousand Demons, is definitely a permanent nightmare for their Promise Sect. If he is alive, the Promise Sect will be uneasy for a day, Ye Chen But when he fled away, killing his soul with one finger was undoubtedly a surprise to everyone.

Above the sky, Ye Chen stood proudly, his other hand still in his pocket, very casual.

In the eyes of the disciples of the True Immortal Dao Tong, this kind of action is extremely frivolous and disdainful, but it can be done on Ye Chen, but they think it is so special and full of artistic conception.

"Really, with the power of one person, did many masters of the Ten Thousand Demons Gate be killed?"

Ren Tingting's heart trembled, and no one understood the horror of the Ten Thousand Demon Gate better than her. This was the horror that made her mentor sigh, almost pale.

It can be said that as long as the Ten Thousand Demon Sect exists for one day, the Frost Leaf Tower will not even want to walk under the sun, but today, the burden on the entire sect has been removed!

Moreover, in Ye Chen's hands, the powerful and terrifying Ten Thousand Demons Gate is so weak?

At this moment, countless disciples of Frost Leaf Tower held their heads high. This is their Sovereign Frost Leaf Tower, their Optimus Pillar, there is Shuangye True Immortal and his old man is here, who else dares to provoke Frost Leaf Tower?

Tai Chi Zhenxian and others recovered from the shock, they shook their heads, and the six elders followed him and bowed to the sky in salute.

"Thank you for the great kindness of the True Immortal Guardian, the Promise Sect, I am grateful, and I will never forget the great kindness!"

At the beginning of seven people, the rest of the Promise Sect's disciples all bowed their heads, and the voices of respect and reverence converged into a clear stream, spreading throughout Qiankun Mountain.

Qing Chuan Ying smiled softly, and she also wanted to bring the Promise Sect disciple to bow her head, when the sound of breaking through the sky came, and at the moment when she could not bend over in the future, a hand was placed on her arm, and she Hold up.

"Shuangyelou is my sect, and you are my little maid. It would be too much to say thank you."

The joking voice rang in her ears, Qingchuanying raised her pretty face, and Ye Chen was standing in front of her with a smile on her face, without the slightest stern and solemn breath.

At this moment, I don't know how many women are jealous, and they can't wait to exchange with Qingchuanying to be the maid of that Shuangye Zhenxian.

……

At night in Qiankun Mountain, the breeze is refreshing and the night scene is beautiful.

The broken martial arts field has been filled with earth and rocks by many disciples of the Promise Sect. In the center of the martial arts field, a bonfire has risen, and countless disciples are cheering and celebrating, and the atmosphere is extremely lively.

The elders who don't stay behind closed doors on weekdays are impressively listed, and the Sovereign Tai Chi Zhenxian is no exception.

Today's battle wiped out all the hidden dangers. Everyone felt that it was easier than ever to see the sky through the clouds and mist.

Countless young disciples, their eyes are cast from time to time to the handsome Ye Chen on the chief. The male face shows respect and awe, while the female one is full of admiration and intoxication.

It was this person who reversed the two defeats and gave them the grand occasion at this moment.

Ye Chen leaned on the chair with pillows in his hands. The whole chair had only two legs slanting on the ground, but it didn't shake at all. Beside him, Qingchuanying sat with her legs slanted, gentle and dignified, without the majesty that she used to show before others, but carefully rubbed his legs, and instantly became the acting host of the Shuangye Building high above. All are the master's little maids.

She turned her head to look at Ye Chen's handsome and extraordinary profile, and her face couldn't help but burst into a happy smile.

"I know that the master will be fine, the master is the strongest!"

Since Ye Chen’s magical card was broken, the entire Frost Leaf Tower has been in a precarious state. Over the years, Frost Leaf Tower has been struggling to survive in the cracks. As the agent of the host, Qingchuan Sakura can be said to be exhausted. Sigh, there is so little time to sleep.

She pretended to be strong on the surface. Actually, she didn't know how many times she woke up from her dreams at night. Now seeing Ye Chen return, she just feels that the burden of her whole body has been put down, and she can't wait to fall asleep in the other's arms like this.

Ye Chen turned his head, his eyes filled with tenderness.

"Over the years, you have worked hard."

Qingchuanying chuckled and shook her head, looking at Ye Chen's eyes as if a rainbow was flashing.

"No bitterness, I am not bitter at all to guard the master's sect."

Ye Chen smiled and stroked her hair, the master and servant were intimate, and everyone around was jealous.

Feng Xiyue watched such a sweet scene, feeling sad in her heart, suddenly stood up and walked towards the field.

"Wow, Sister Feng is going to end dancing!"

"Good, good!"

"Gosh, I am so happy!"

"..."

The male disciples of the Promise Sect suddenly cheered, and saw Feng Xiyue's plain skirt, classical and soft, stepping into the campfire.

Feng Yunyue hugged the pipa, and the pleasant sound came out, while Feng Xiyue danced lightly in the music, and the male disciples around her were dazzled.

Many of the disciples have an unbelievable look. Feng Xiyue is as cold as frost on weekdays. Has anyone ever seen her dancing?

Feng Xiyue's body is soft and beautiful, and every movement is extremely beautiful. The hazy feeling of still holding the pipa half-hidden is even more intoxicating.

Until her beautiful eyes swept toward Ye Chen's position from time to time, this made many male disciples understand that their senior sister was moved.

Li Kelin was unhappy, but he also had a wry smile on his face. Frosty Leaf is so charming that he had to take it.

Feng Xiyue is very confident in her dancing posture. She is generous and elegant, showing all her exquisite figure, but what makes her discouraged is that Ye Chen never looked at her from start to finish.