The City’s Strongest Immortal Emperor Chapter 769: Ye Chenzhi

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Chapter 769 Ye Chenzhi

"He won't let go of the seven-day covenant, and then run away and become the laughing stock of the galaxy."

Many monks sitting in the treasure ship complained again and again.

But suddenly, the ancestor of Tianjun suddenly opened his eyes: "Come!"

Everyone looked around and saw a black carriage on the edge of the sky, with its feet on the void, across the sky and the earth, and drove towards the Holy Land of Lingxiao. At that moment, everyone knew.

Ye Chen is here!

In the vast sky, there is no cloud, and the sun is in the sky. Around the entire Lingxiao Holy Land, there are only dozens of light groups floating, and each light group is a Yuanying Tianjun. The other monks are not qualified to float in the air. They can only obediently ride the sea boat or watch the battle on the nearby islands.

At this moment, a simple-looking black carriage stepped into the sky. Everyone knew that it must be Yuan Ying’s visit.

"Ye Tianjun is here!"

At that moment, countless monks and mortals in the galaxy stared wide-eyed and looked at the carriage carefully, for fear of missing a trace. Although Ye Chen had a great reputation and faintly claimed to be number one in the galaxy, there were only a handful of people who had seen him.

"Ye Tianjun is here."

Sister Yan Yuxue screamed excitedly, and Yan Yujiao's soft and graceful face also showed a hint of smile.

"Two fairies, if you want to see Ye Tianjun, this son can recommend it. My family is a Chinese family, and my ancestors have discussed with Ye Tianjun in the same generation. If you want to come to Ye Tianjun, I will sell my son a bit of face."

Before speaking, the young monk dressed in luxurious and radiant clothes came over with a smile on his face, with a hint of arrogance on his face.

"Thank you, son, no more."

Listening to such an obvious lie, Yan Yujiao took her sister and gave a few steps without a trace, turned her head and ignored it, making the young monk's face a little stiff.

At this time, the Holy Land of Lingxiao, which was originally shrouded in clouds and chaos, also made a loud roar. The clouds dispersed, the chaos subsided, revealing the lineup. Everyone saw that on the Holy Land of Lingxiao, there were countless fairy houses towering high, a passage from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain, and at the top, an ancient palace was majestic and tall, and a series of earth-shaking auras were rising from that palace.

"Foreigners who worship the mountain, follow the mythical laws of the Holy Land of the High Heavens, all climb up from the foot of the mountain, go through thirteen levels, and reach the top before they can see my Lord of the Holy Land of the High Heavens"

A very strange monk, wearing a white robe and expressionless, appeared out of thin air, speaking a little arrogantly.

He is amazingly a Yuanying Tianjun.

But at this moment, he is standing in front of the mountain gate, doing the thing of attracting guests. Let countless monks take a breath. Dignified Tianjun, placed in any Tianzong, is a figure at the level of the ancestor of the town. This Lingxiao Holy Land is too luxurious, and it really has an unfathomable foundation.

Many people turned their heads to see how Ye Chen answered. If you follow the law and come down, I am afraid that all the energy accumulated in the past seven days will fall. Can no longer contend with Lingxiao Holy Land.

"Crack."

At this moment, the carriage door suddenly opened.

Two men and a woman walked out of the carriage. The headed youth, dressed in Tsing Yi, with black hair and black eyes, did not have the slightest breath all over his body. The clouds were light and breezy, just like walking on a mountain outing. The girl behind him was tall and slender, dressed in purple, with a peerless face, a real dragon hovering all over her body, with a shocking aura. The other old man, equally unfathomable, was a major repair of Yuan Ying.

The young man put his hands on his back, looked directly at the Holy Land of Lingxiao, and said calmly:

"I am here, not to worship the mountain."

"Since it's not a mountain worship, then lower the cloud cart, and see you when the elder of my Lingxiao Holy Land is free." Yuan Ying Tianjun snorted softly, still awkward.

"Bold, my master speaks, when will it be your turn to interrupt a janitor."

Venerable Peng, standing behind Ye Chen, took a sudden step forward, leaning into the void with his palm, turning into a black scaled eagle claw about the size of a square acre and covering countless electric lights.

As soon as the eagle's claws came out, the terrifying aura crushed the heavens and the earth, causing the cultivators to sink.

"Do you dare to do something to my Lingxiao Holy Land?"

The Baipao Tianjun stared fiercely, his figure retreated violently, and he felt the power of this claw, which was definitely beyond the ordinary Nascent Soul to stop. How powerful is Venerable Kepeng? Having been enlightened for 30,000 years outside the realm, he is a real-life cultivator in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul. Even if he enters the galaxy, he is suppressed by the law, but he has followed Ye Chen for a long time.

"Ah!"

The Baipao Tianjun screamed.

He was torn half of his body directly by the eagle's claws, and he grabbed an arm, and a large piece of flesh and blood was torn off, and countless sacred blood spurted out and filled the void.

This pair of Yuan Ying monks was not seriously injured. However, the dignified Lingxiao Holy Land Tianjun was defeated by a servant of Ye Chen, which greatly damaged the reputation of Lingxiao Holy Land! The white robe Tianjun, his eyes red with anger, yelled, wanting to take revenge.

But Ye Chenli ignored him, still staring directly at the summit hall, his expression indifferent:

"My trip, I'm here to ask you for an explanation from the Lingxiao Holy Land. The Chinese people’s enmity for thousands of years, from the Great Emperor Xuanyuan to today’s Lingxiao Holy Land Sky Prison, this debt, Lingxiao Holy Land must be one by one. Pay it off. If you don’t finish it, you sell the mountain gate, the **** treasure auctions, and the heavenly medicine is discounted. If this generation is not finished, the next generation will return it, and the next generation will not be finished. The next generation. It is only after paying off my Chinese blood debts for thousands of years that I understand it."

"Otherwise..."

Speaking of this, Ye Chen paused.

"What else?"

A voice suddenly rose from the Holy Land of Lingxiao, that voice was majestic and profound, just like the law of the nine-day emperor. As soon as he uttered, the clouds moved thousands of miles, the thunder was violent, and the invisible majesty appeared out of thin air, pressing on everyone's heart.

"The master, at least the elder of the Lingxiao Holy Land, and even the Lord!"

Many monks were surprised.

"Otherwise, I will smash your high holy land, smash your gates, destroy your orthodoxy, and kill all those who are related to the high holy land in the world. Men will be demoted to slaves and women will be degraded. For prostitution. Then take all the executioners who attacked our Chinese people and the high-levels of your Lingxiao Holy Land, draw out your souls, and burn them with the fire of **** in the deepest part of Infernal Purgatory for 100,000 years!"

Ye Chen spoke word by word, ignoring the voice of the **** master. His words are like iron, his eyes are extremely firm. That was the oath that Ye Chen made in front of the Galaxy Sword Palace against the sky!

"So courageous!"

"Arrogant!"

"Live and die!"

"..."

At that moment, the Holy Land of Lingxiao was shaken.

Countless powerful breaths rose up in the sky, shaking the world, and the clouds within three thousand miles of the rushing disappeared out of thin air.

"One strand, two strands, three strands. I'm good, there are twenty or thirty. Each one is no worse than Tianjun. Could it be that Lingxiao Holy Land has twenty or thirty Yuanying Tianjun? Some of them , Even far above ordinary heavenly monarchs."

There are people who can't help but smash their tongues.

Many heavenly monarchs have extremely cold expressions. Knowing that this battle is already inevitable!