The City’s Strongest Immortal Emperor Chapter 920: One thought breaks the hand

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Chapter 920 One Thought Breaks His Hand

The voice appeared abruptly, and suddenly it sounded behind the prevailing **** general. A group of foreign Yuan Ying, staring wide-eyed, looked left and right, not knowing where the sound came from.

"Who?"

The **** of prevalence will change color more vigorously, and the silver armor of the rosy cloud bursts with hunting light, and the condensed essence, terrifying aura, will instantly fill his whole body. The prevalence of God will be extremely surprised in his heart.

When he stepped into the Frost Leaf Sect, he was calm on the surface, but he was actually cautious in his heart. After all, Ye Chen has the name of the world's first person, who has been popular and experienced many battles, so naturally he will not take it lightly, having spread his spiritual thoughts all over a hundred miles.

Within this hundred miles, even a mosquito, a blade of grass, a wisp of vitality change can't escape his spiritual blockade.

The reason why Shengxing mastered Qingchuanying’s neck and did not kill Fengling, Lin Jiu'er, Shen Mengyue and others, was actually saying those things deliberately and preparing to stir Yechen out. After all, the earth has live broadcasting and monitoring, and the pictures have spread throughout the world long ago. As long as Ye Chen is on the earth, he does not believe that he will not appear if he is popular.

But this voice is really terrifying, it's less than a hundred feet behind the prevalence, this is almost equivalent to blowing against the neck in the Yuan Ying-level hands, who can not be terrified? Sheng Xing turned his head abruptly, and saw a black-clothed and black-haired teenager standing in the void less than a hundred feet away from him with his hands on his back and his face indifferently.

"Master!"

"Master!"

Lin Jiu'er and Qingchuanying both called out in shock.

"Ye Chen!"

"Husband!"

Wind chime and Shen Mengyue who were struggling also looked surprised.

"Ye Zhenxian! Master, you are finally back!"

And many Frost Leaf School disciples, Qin Shuang and others, even more cheered and cheered. Including the entire planet, all those who saw this scene through the live broadcast were shocked at the same time.

Ye Chen came back, Frost Ye was saved, even Tianhui Tianjun, Tianhai Patriarch and others had their pupils shrinking slightly. With the shadow of the famous tree of man, Ye Chen ran across the Milky Way with the Out-of-Aperture Realm, trampled on the Holy Land of the High Heavens, known as the No. This kind of existence is close to true immortals, even if it is them, they are extremely frightened in their hearts.

"Are you Ye Chen?"

The prevailing half-squinted eyes, glanced around Ye Chen a few times, and sneered: "I thought you were so bold and dared to show up in front of the **** general. It turned out to be just a ghost clone. Why? Really afraid. Die, hiding in that mouse hole, afraid that the original **** will pull you out?"

The ghost clone?

Everyone was stunned at the same time when they heard this word. Qingchuanying and the others looked at Ye Chen carefully. It was really strange to see that he was enveloped in a layer of faint golden light, his feet floated off the ground, his figure was slightly trance, like The emptiness is like illusion and illusion, and the forehead and belly button are more like long eyes, shooting a faint golden light, really not like a real person.

"It's really a ghost clone, Ye Chen is too timid."

The **** son Sumo, who was standing on the battleship outside the sky, couldn't help but shake his head amused when he saw this scene.

The surrounding elders all sneered and mocked: "Sure enough, they are barbarians, and they don't even talk about the most basic sect beliefs. If my Wuji sect is beaten to the mountain gate like this, my sect teaches from the head to the bottom of the disciples. The last drop of blood. If you can't beat it, you can say otherwise, but the blood can't be extinguished. Otherwise, how can my Promise Sect stand in the sea of ​​stars and call God the ancestor?"

"Just a clone?"

And everyone on the earth sank in their hearts at the same time.

Even the ignorant person knows that there is a huge gap between the clone and the real body.

No matter how powerful the clone is, it often doesn't have 80% of the strength of the real body, and it may not even have 50% of the strength. Normal Golden Core cultivators can condense the clone, but it cannot be maintained for a long time. At the exit stage, although the divine consciousness clone can be permanently stationed, it is of little use. In real battles, the clone is too fragile because of its own strength. Can't hold back a few blows from the cultivators of the same rank, so no one wasted time cultivating clone spells.

"This is bad. Ye Zhenxian's strength may not be much stronger than this prevailing **** general. If he is a clone here, wouldn't it be undoubtedly defeated?" someone whispered.

As for the foreign ancestors who followed the prevalence, such as the ancestor of Tianhai and the ancestor of Tianhui, there was a hint of relaxation on their faces.

In contrast, Frost Yeh's expressions turned dignified again in an instant, and Feng Ling and others raised their voices again with their hearts.

"After a long retreat, I suddenly felt that the sword intent left in the ancient sword was broken, so I sent a clone to take a look. I didn't expect you to come so quickly. What a courage to dare Mark my Frost Leaf, kill my servant, and hurt my disciple."

Ye Chen, or rather, Ye Chen's Nine Apertures Divine Infant clone said lightly.

He stretched out his tender and slender palm and grabbed it gently into the void.

"Roar--!"

The two faint black figures of Chonglou and Six-eared Macaques, suddenly like billowing smoke, were gathered from the void by Ye Chen and fell beside them. Although these two great demon cultivators were killed by the prevalence, their soul bodies were connected to the underworld long ago, and they were blessed by the power of the six holy ancestor demons. There was a vague appearance of leaf dust clones, even if they were killed, as long as they were not dead too. After a long time, Ye Chen could also collect their souls and reshape their bodies.

But in this way, it is obvious that you shouldn't think about it again in a short time.

"Haha." Shengxing God General looked at Ye Chen's actions lightly, but didn't stop it.

"Gather."

Ye Chen's fingers volleyed into the talisman. At this moment, his whole body was condensed from pure divine consciousness. The Nine Apertures Divine Infant is another method of condensing Yuan Ying. Generally, the Nasal Infant relies on the convergence of the three elements, but the Nine-Aperture God Infant is purely divine. Therefore, Ye Chen didn't have a trace of mana on his body, and he couldn't use his magical powers.

But its mental power is like mountains and seas, surpassing everyone's imagination, and casting soul spells, which is even more effective.

"Wow."

There was a wave of noise in the void.

On the top of Henglan Mountain, many of the Frost Leaf Sect disciples who died in battle, including the few Yuan Ying who died in battle, turned into faint souls, condensed from the void, flew towards Ye Chen, and were gently pretended by Ye Chen. Into a crystal clear jade plaque shining divine light.

These people are not Ye Chen's clones, and they have never been imprinted by Ye Chen. Naturally, they cannot reshape their bodies. That is the power of harmony. But Ye Chen sent them into reincarnation, and reincarnation was not difficult. Even with Ye Chen's magical powers, it is possible to recreate a six-path reincarnation in a short period of time, so that the reincarnated person can be limited to China or the earth instead of running around in the universe.

"Good one-handed soul-calling spell."

Sheng Xing sighed, but his face remained unchanged, and Qing Chuan Ying's neck was still pinched in his hands: "Ye Chen, what's the point of gathering their bodies and collecting their souls? This **** will do it if he wants to. Kill them ten times, a hundred times, until the soul core is completely shattered."

"Besides, your most beloved maid is still in my palm. I can crush her every inch of her body with her soul and body in front of you, but there is nothing you can do about it!"

He said with a smile on his face, but everyone who heard it was shocked by the vicious indifference of the prevailing god.

"Really?"

Ye Chen smiled faintly, a golden light flashed lightly in the deepest part of his eyes.

The next moment, Sheng Xing God will suddenly change his face, and his body will move three feet to the side, but it is already too late.

"Whhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

An unimaginable golden light that transcended everyone's eyesight, even transcended thinking, transcended time, suddenly flashed across the void. Like a streamer phantom, it lightly wiped the left hand of the **** general, and cut it off directly with the Qingchuan Sakura in his palm.

"Patter--!"