The City’s Strongest Immortal Emperor Chapter 636: True Monarch shots
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The Nine Profound and Wan Sword Art is a superior swordsmanship, which can destroy everything and cut everything! Therefore, although the Zhuxing Sword is a low-grade spirit treasure, it breaks through the sun and the moon and cuts the saint child, but it is like trying to get something.
As for all the people present, they were all stunned on the spot and couldn't believe it. Even the eight true monarchs were silent. Although the Saint Son has first entered the true monarch and has not yet cultivated various true monarch skills and exercises, he is a true monarch after all.
However, he was killed by Ye Chen's bullets, almost like killing a chicken. Who wouldn't be suppressed?
Even the Son himself, can't believe it! His dignified holy son, the first arrogant man in the ancient sect realm, was so defeated by Ye Chen? This was a huge blow to the proud son.
"Ah--!"
The holy son let out a wild roar, his vigor shook the sky, and his face was full of resentment.
The body of a true monarch is far better than a mortal. Even if it was cut in half, it was just a severe injury, not death, and it could still be retrieved in the future by looking for an elixir. But this sword is a great shame to the Son.
"Ye, if you dare to ruin my body, I will kill you!"
Shengzi yelled out every word, and his pupils instantly turned into a piece of transparency, condensed by endless years. In his pupils, Ye Chen's image was sharply reflected. In the void, only two ripples lightly swept across.
"It is the pupil of the Son of Time. He finally uses this talent and supernatural power."
Xia Shuya narrowed her eyes.
And Lu Qingmu's face changed drastically: "It is said that the eyes of the holy son can freeze time and freeze the space. That is an invincible magical power. Therefore, the elder of the holy heaven palace, therefore, made him the crown prince for the next five hundred years. Even if it is a true monarch, he can't break free in his eyes. Alchemy Bihai is bad!"
As for Lin Jiu'er, Lin Qiqi and others, their expressions changed and they looked nervously.
I saw Ye Chen's figure froze in mid-air, like a mosquito frozen in amber. At that moment, all the time and space in Ye Chen's body were all frozen.
Shengzi couldn't help showing a smile on his face.
His gift of supernatural power, although it is not easy to activate, it needs to consume his own lifespan. But the power is infinite, and with his current true monarch cultivation base, it is enough to withstand ten fingers of the supreme giant. During the battle, this might even cause a giant to fall, Ye Chen was not even a true monarch, and was held up for at least half an hour.
"Look how I kill you!"
Shengzi sneered, offering a high-grade flying knife, and was about to slash to Ye Chen.
And all the other true monarchs coldly shook their heads, and decided that Ye Chen would die. Especially the true Lord of Heaven's Fury, with a sneer on his face. Ye Chen cut through the Dao Body of the Saint Child with a single sword, making him hate Ye Chen very much. Fortunately, the Saint Child still has a hole card, otherwise he would have taken the shot early.
"Dead!"
Just when the flying knife traversed the void and was about to slash Ye Chen.
When Ye Chen lifted his finger slightly, he clamped the flying knife.
"How is it possible?"
The Son was taken aback, with a look of horror on his face. Everyone around was stunned. Isn't Ye Chen trapped in the freezing of time and space? How can I break free? This is not in line with common sense.
"Dare you trap me if you take a small time trail? It's really a trick."
Ye Chen snapped the flying knife off at will, then stepped out, suddenly appeared in the sky above Shengzi, and volleyed it down.
"Stop!"
A shocking shout came from the other side of the mountain. But Ye Chen didn't care about it, and stepped on directly, smashing the head of the Saint Child, and even the spirits, all of them were stamped out! How powerful is Ye Chen's divine body? Even the true monarch can be crushed with one foot, not to mention the trivial saint child?
Before he died, the Son was still puzzled and shocked.
How could his invincible talent and supernatural powers be broken?
But I didn't know that Ye Chen's body was the Sea Emperor's glazed glaze body, and he was in control of the long river of time, at a glance for a hundred years. Compared to his trail that temporarily freezes time, I don't know how many times stronger.
"You killed the son?"
Lin Jiu'er stood up in shock and looked at Ye Chen in shock.
As for Xia Shuya, Lu Qingmu and others, their eyes were dull, and they couldn't believe it.
That's the Son of God!
The future prince of the Holy Heaven Palace, maybe the great figure who ruled the ancient sect for hundreds of years was trampled to death by Ye Chen? And in the presence of so many Tianjiao and True Monarchs, how rampant is this? What a shame!
Especially Bai Xiaoxuan, she couldn't believe that the future husband-in-law, whom she had just been attached to, was actually killed by Ye Chen in this way?
"My father, I am afraid I would not dare to be so presumptuous like him."
Lu Qingmu smiled bitterly in her heart.
At this moment, a pillar of cloud that penetrates the sky and the earth is coming in an instant. The cloud pillar dispersed, revealing the face of True Lord Skywrath, staring at Ye Chen, word by word, popping out from between his teeth:
"You dare to kill me, the prince of the Holy Heaven Palace, you deserve ten thousand deaths, and you deserve ten thousand deaths!"
The anger in the true Lord of Heaven's Wrath at this time, poured out the water of the Canglan River, and could not be smoothed. That is the pillar of the Holy Heaven Palace for the next five hundred years. Once the Son dies, what else will the Holy Heaven Palace fight against Gu Jianmen? What do you use to suppress the younger generation of the ancient sect?
He could already think of how thunderous anger he would receive from the Holy Heavenly Emperor and the elders when he returned to the Holy Heaven Palace. True Lord Tianwrath didn't want to think about this anymore. He just wanted to slash Ye Chen with a thousand swords to vent his own anger.
"Kill you kill, so much nonsense, do you want to come and die?"
Ye Chen flicked his fingers, his eyes cold.
"Okay, okay, today I will smash your bones and ashes, and your souls will be destroyed!" The true Lord of Heaven's Wrath rushed into the crown, and the surging cloud energy all over his body shook the sky and the earth. He is impressively a giant in the mid-stage out of his body.
"Add me!"
"Swish——!"
A purple flame, rushing towards the night, revealed the figure of True Lord of Flame Valley, the Venerable God Flame.
The second true monarch came forward.
"And us. Ye, you kill my Zong Tianjiao, you really think I can't wait to stand by?"
There was another sound.
Swish swish!
White mist, thunder light, and thought power lit up. There is also a respected true monarch, and Gu Du has appeared above the Canglan River. Suddenly, seven shocking auras descended from a high altitude, and the crowd could barely breathe. Just under the thousand-meter Canglan River, all spectators felt palpitation.
These true monarchs are all giants in the middle stage of emergence.
Actually, those who can represent the major sects and sit on the Canglan River must be the top existences in the sect. Generally true monarchs can't suppress these arrogances.
"Holy Heaven Palace, Ancient Jianmen, Ten Thousand Buddhas, Wuwenzhuang, Xiuzhuyuan, Qingyun Mountain, Valley of Flames."
A total of seven true monarchs, either with a sneer on their faces, or with madness, or standing on the void with an angry face, looking coldly at Ye Chen.
Lü Qingmu and others felt suffocated.
Except for Bai Yunguan who did not show up, all the people from the six profound gates and the Valley of Flames appeared. Ye Chen repeatedly cut the Great Teacher Tianjiao, and has completely aroused the anger of these big clans.
"Xiaoyou Ye, you are too heavy to kill. If you are willing to enter my Baiyun Temple and have been imprisoned for three hundred years, I can act for you, like many immortals, beg for personal love, and spare your life."
The only fairy Baiyun Guanshui who didn't make a move, sighed softly.
"Seven ants, dare to be presumptuous in front of me?"
Ye Chen sneered, not paying attention.
"Live and die!"
The true Lord of Heaven's Wrath screamed and shot directly.
"Boom--!"
A huge dragon claw measuring thirty feet in size, like the divine claw of a nine-day cloud dragon, descends from the sky and directly presses on Ye Chen. Before the cloud claws arrived, the overwhelming power had already fallen.
Above the Canglan River, people with poor cultivation level were directly crushed to their knees. Only Lin Jiu'er and others could barely support them, but their expressions were shocked.
As a tycoon in the mid-stage of his emergence, the True Monarch of Heaven's Fury has cultivated for three hundred years, and his cultivation is terrifying. How can he be compared to the holy son?