The City’s Strongest Immortal Emperor Chapter 949: Be it all!
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"Boom——!"
Ye Chen's avatar stomped and turned into a three-legged two-eared golden cauldron, with the roaring sound of huge waves, like a golden divine rainbow piercing through the heavens and the earth, rising vertically across the nine days, violently I crashed into an army of one hundred thousand, like a mighty general, cutting the butter with a knife, and smashing it all the way. I don’t know how many Jindan monks, with many stumps and broken arms, blood is overflowing, in the entire sky. , Have drawn a long blood path!
At that moment, everyone was shocked by it. Even the gods, Mo Luo and others, stared wide-eyed and couldn't believe it, Ye Chen dared to take the initiative to take the initiative to attack the 100,000 army that was overwhelming Mount Tai.
Only Mingshuang slapped his thigh and laughed wildly: "Zhuang, this is the Ye Chen I know, Ye Zhenxian!"
She remembered that in Infernal Purgatory, the Li Mozu was wanton and arrogant, Ye Chen carried it all on his body and rode as a thousand; remembered when in Penglai Xianshan, Taixuan ancestor was aggressive, Ye Chen swept across the sky and killed the sky. Jun; I remember that when I was in the Holy Land of Lingxiao, the Glacial God will be sinister and vicious, but he was still splitting the sky and destroying the entire Taoism...
Anyway, I will take it for you!
Above the starry sky, in the cold universe, at this moment, countless stumps of limbs are broken, and the blood of the gleaming light is scattered between the heavens and the earth. The impact of Ye Chen's body is a blow to the sacred wood and Wang Ding, which is equivalent to the most powerful The monk at the pinnacle shot with all his strength, and instantly he was in the middle of one hundred thousand golden cores, tearing a path of blood, smashing thousands of golden cores to death, covered in white bones, broken limbs all over the ground, and covered the void.
And all the people in Nine Heavens and Ten Lands watched this scene dumbfounded.
Including several divine sons sitting on the cart of the sacred beast bloodline, they also showed a trace of stunned expression. Unexpectedly, Ye Chen really dared to take the initiative and attacked them first. This is a hundred thousand golden pills. No matter how weak a golden core is, it can pile up a Nascent Infant. What's more, there are still many elders, **** generals and a few **** sons, how dare Ye Chen?
As for Bi Jinghong in front of the TV, chaebols from various countries, and certain elders from the Shen family, they were even more shocked.
The foreign monks sitting in the main hall of Frost Leaf, some of them couldn't even hold the wine glass in their hands, and they fell to the ground with a bang, and their faces looked horrified.
Only a few, such as Mingshuang and Shen Mengyue, knew Ye Chen's temper, and they understood in their hearts that even if the Wanjun was overwhelmed, Ye Chen would have to fight. What's more, the **** of light had injured Qingchuan Ying before.
"Master..."
Qingchuanying was unwilling to live up to her tears.
She knew that Ye Chen originally had other options, such as temporarily accepting the Longevity Teaching Talisman, surrendering on the surface, listening to non-stop preaching, and retaliating against the great masters of the real immortal after he has cultivated the path in the future. But for her, Ye Chen couldn't bow his head.
"Bastard stuff!"
His Royal Highness Yun Lan looked cold.
She slammed the reins in her hand and pulled the golden chariot. The nine-winged fire phoenix with hundreds of feet in length made a sharp chirping sound, and the whole body was burning with red flames. Standing up, the pupils that burned the golden flames widened sharply, staring at Ye Chen.
A huge coercion overflowed all over him. Obviously, this fire phoenix, who had the blood of a divine beast, had already felt the master's anger.
"This Ye Chen is really stubborn, but he just bowed his head. In the sea of stars, I don't know how many Nascent Soul level powerhouses, who want to be granted the Longevity Education, but he doesn't cherish it at all."
Swaying like a green lotus, Jin Hua, the **** of Fuyao school in a white skirt, sighed softly.
"The barbarians, far away from the immortal society, naturally do not understand the preciousness of the Taoist talisman of the true immortal. You must know that the Changshengjiao did not prescribe the Emperor Tianlei Jiao, who retired from the real immortal, to the planetary sea of Zengdu back then. Such a rich bargaining chip. Since Ye Chen does not have this luck, don't blame the death and death, and the entire star is buried for it."
Jin Song also said lightly.
Several gods all looked at Ye Chen indifferently, looking at him, like a chopping fish struggling to die.
Yun Lan didn't say anything. After all, he was the **** son of the Golden Crowmen, but the many elders and generals of the longevity school were extremely frightened.
The talisman of the Longevity Sect, across the planetary sea, the entire outer star river, who dare to defy?
"Kill him, avenge the gods and generals!"
"Yes, if you dare to offend the majesty of the Longevity Education, I will kill it."
"This guy is seeking his own way!"
"..."
The faces of the elders were cold.
"Hehehe, wait until this kid's body and Yuanying are destroyed, the spirit will let the old man take it down, and slowly concoct it for ten thousand years, so that he regrets being in this world."
An old man wearing a black robe with a surging demonic energy sneered, scared everyone around him to step away from him for a few meters. This person is the Great Elder of the Ten Thousand Demon Sect, the Buddha.
The golden sphere he was playing with, the phantom of the golden winged big peng carving faintly appeared, and the wailing sound came out, but the Buddha showed an expression of enjoyment, scarlet eyes staring at Ye Chen, and sneered. Get up...
"Rumble--!"
After the one hundred thousand golden core army reacted, it was even more furious. Under the command of the leader of the soul infant **** general, it turned into an array like a forest. In the void, thousands of people were listed in pairs. After the array came, soon, the universe was filled with a hundred square arrays. And Ye Chen is being surrounded by it.
"Boom——!"
Ye Chen showed his true body, with a dragon pattern halberd in his hand, sweeping across the void, with golden light shining brightly.
This time, he was blocked by a battle line based on a thousand men.
These golden cores are not the scattered monks in the galaxy. It is a warrior who has been trained by a big teacher since childhood and has undergone countless trainings and battles.
They are wearing standard armor and holding standard weapon blades. Each piece is of Lingbao class, and there are various magic circles inlaid in it. Through these magic circles, their mana is connected with the soul. Although it is a thousand people, it is like a whole.
Every war can bring out the strength of Yuan Ying level.
"Boom——!"
Ye Chen smashed it down with a halberd. Before, he killed thousands of people at every turn. At this moment, he was actually resisted by a battle formation of thousands of people. On those golden cores, the battle armor's rays of light flowed, and instantly gathered into one body, bursting out mana that surpassed the Nascent Soul class, and suddenly blocked Ye Chen's blow. There were only dozens of golden core cultivators, shattered by Ye Chen's vigorous power.
"Kill--!"
There were dozens of battle formations around, and when Ye Chen took a shot, he took the opportunity to surround him. Countless golden flames, soldiers, flying swords, and stars traveled through the void, turning into a terrifying energy tide, and slapped Ye Chen away.
What is the concept of a thousand golden cores teaming up? Moreover, they are the elite powerhouses among the golden cores. Generally, golden cores are simply not qualified to be selected by various major teachers. Ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators here may not be able to block their blow, at least equivalent to the level of the Great Teacher's elder.
"Rumble--!"