The City’s Strongest Immortal Emperor Chapter 635: Slay the son with a finger!

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"Back then, the ancestor of Wenjian was born, and the ancient Jianmen squeezed the world, almost squeezing my Holy Heaven Palace from the position of the No. 1 Great Church, but with the Son, I will belong to the Holy Heaven Palace in the future."

The true Lord of Heaven's Wrath sneered in his heart.

The Canglanjiang people are already stupid.

The path of spiritual practice has always been one step ahead and one step ahead. The Son was in his thirties and came to the real monarch. This is enough to shock the world. It means that he overwhelmed the younger generation and took the lead.

"I knew that the Son was already the true monarch, so I will fight for the leader of the Canglan River? How can mortals compete with the true monarch!"

Many people smiled bitterly and shook their heads.

The golden core is different from the out-of-aperture realm. Except for the perverts like Ye Chen, it has never been said that the true monarch lost to the golden core.

The eyes of everyone could not help but gloat at Ye Chen. In the face of a true monarch, apart from kneeling down and begging for mercy, he wanted to resist.

Lin Jiu'er, with a hint of pity in his eyes: "The surname Ye, you think you are in the world, with amazing talent, but you don't know that a mountain is higher than a mountain. How can the ability of the holy son be beyond your imagination? "

Bai Xiaoxuan was even more ecstatic in her heart: "Master Saint Son is worthy of Master Saint Son. With him, Ye Chen, this **** is dead!"

Her eyes flowed, her eyes full of affection towards the son, seemed to have imagined that she had hooked up with the son, and from then on, she went all the way to the sky, and finally the mother ceremonial world.

And Lin Qiqi was already scared silly, that's a true monarch!

"I have never met an opponent for thirty-five years since I started practicing Taoism. Among my peers, only Mu Xingchen can barely see me. Before my eyes, there are only those peerless seniors."

The voice of the Son seems to be coming from the sky:

"Yuan Shengtian opened the sky with one palm, leaving the Holy Heaven Palace to be passed on to later generations; Wenjian ancestors asked the sky, half a step Yuanying. The predecessors are all in front of you, today, I take it!"

Shengzi said, looking at the Canglan River, there was no Ye Chen in his eyes.

The gap between the true monarch and the golden core is too big!

Ye Chenjing waited for him to finish before speaking, "Are you finished? Come up and die after you finish speaking, I'm in a hurry."

Everyone was stunned!

Even Shengzi turned his head slightly and looked at Ye Chen. Everyone looked at him with crazy eyes, facing a true monarch, and even dared to take the initiative to provoke him, is this more than arrogance? This is looking for death!

"Hehe, you are indeed an interesting person. Alchemy Bihai, right? I remember this name."

The Son chuckled and nodded slightly. It seems that Ye Chen's name is remembered, and it is Ye Chen's supreme honor.

"Noisy."

Ye Chen stepped directly and punched him.

The true essence, boiling like a sea, stirred on Ye Chen, turning into a ten-foot-long golden angry flood, tearing the sky, and hitting the holy child.

The holy son gently pushed the palm of his hand, and the clouds filled the sky, turning into a silk rope, directly trapping the angry scorpion, entwining it layer by layer, and finally being scattered. After breaking his fist with one blow, he directly swung his sleeves towards Ye Chen:

"How terrible you are before you have entered the true monarch and never know the power of the true monarch!"

"Boom--!"

The whole world, as if as the son of a sleeve hit, countless mighty vitality, turned into a billowing tide, overwhelming the sky. The entire Canglan River, seeing this scene, did not change their color, trembling for the power of the true monarch.

Ye Chen was expressionless and smashed the clouds in front of him with a punch: "True Monarch? I have killed more than ten true Monarchs in this life."

"Arrogant!"

The holy son frowned slightly, and the real strength came. Numerous clouds and mists turned into heavenly soldiers and generals, holding Yunge's long sword, and shining armor, falling from the sky and rushing towards Ye Chen.

"It’s from the Holy Heaven Palace’s cast beans to become a soldier. It is said that this technique can only be used by the true monarch. Normal monks, as long as they operate, their cultivation base will be drained."

Someone exclaimed.

A venerable heavenly soldier, each combat power is comparable to the early days of the Golden Core, there are hundreds of them. With nine gods, it turns into nine long dragons, coming from all directions. The breath of these nine heavenly generals has reached the peak of the golden core. These celestial soldiers and generals alone are enough to push ten thousand enemies horizontally!

"Broken!"

Ye Chen's complexion was indifferent, as he stepped up into the sky, a flying sword shot out from the sword-raising gourd. There were nine hundred and ninety-nine handles, which was the flying sword from the Galaxy Sword Palace. Sword Qi Dao fell down, turning all the heavenly soldiers and generals around him into clouds.

"It turns out that you are fighting against this sword formation? It is indeed powerful, no wonder you have confidence in your heart."

The son nodded, with a trace of regret on his face: "Unfortunately, you shouldn't be my enemy."

"Kang Dang!"

I saw a ring of opponents on the hands of the Son, suddenly swelled out of thin air, turning into a ball of heavenly wheels that hovered in the air. The pair of misty sky wheels danced in the sky with a whistling sound. Split the air, bring up the changhong, and the power is earth-shattering!

"It is the sun and moon double wheels of the Shengtian Palace, the high-grade Lingbao. I didn't expect the Holy Son to bring them all."

Lu Qingmu's pupils shrank.

The others are pale, and the high-grade Lingbao is the strongest magic weapon. This sun and moon double wheel is a pair, a complete set of high-grade spirit treasures, and its power is probably not inferior to that of quasi-ling treasures! Even the true monarch could not stop the double blow of the sun and the moon.

The flying sword in Ye Chen's hand is just a quasi-spirit treasure, otherwise it won't appear in thousands, how can it be compared to the Sun and Moon Double Wheels.

"Swish--!"

The two wheels of the sun and the moon instantly turned into ten feet in size, like an armored train, whizzing down from the sky and crashing into Ye Chen. There was a rumbling sound from the entire void, like rolling thunder.

Lin Jiu'er sighed slightly and lowered her head.

Although Ye Chen is stunning, he will eventually fall at the feet of Shengzi. Only stepping on the blood of Tianjiao can you reach the top.

Sisters Lu also showed regret in their eyes. Others even shook their heads or sneered, staring at each other, witnessing the fall of one Tianjiao and the birth of another Tianjiao.

Only Lin Qiqi and Xue Mengning are dealing with each other extremely nervously, their eyes full of worry.

Ye Chen's palm lightly walked over the Zhuxing Sword in his hand, his eyes were gentle, as if he was touching a lover: "The way of a magic weapon lies in the person who uses it, not the magic weapon itself. Qiqi is optimistic, as a teacher today, Just pass on your first set of swordsmanship!"

Ye Chen said, squeezing the tactics with both hands, flicking his thumb: "Nine Profound Swordsmanship, get up!"

Ye Chen flicked his fingers, and suddenly, 999 flying swords whizzed away in an instant. In the sky, only a faint light of sword light could be seen, like a trace of sword energy, almost inaudible. But a scene that horrified everyone appeared.

The twin wheels of the sun and the moon, ten feet high, broke apart in an instant under the golden thread, like a tofu with a knife.

Then this golden thread suddenly returned to the Zhu Xing Sword, and the Zhu Xing Sword slashed across the Sun and Moon wheels and directly slashed towards the Saint Son.

The holy child's body is surrounded by qi, layers of secret treasure protection, and countless shields are unfolded. But under the golden silk thread, one after another crackled and exploded, and in the end, the astonished Saint Child was cut into two pieces by Ye Chen's sword!

Borrow a sword from the sky with 90,000 handles, and cut the holy child with a finger!