The Divine Urban Physician Chapter 5558: The old man saves himself! (Seven more! Ask for a monthly pass!)

It's not only that soul martial skill, but this kid actually mastered such a powerful soul skill?

You must know that the impact of the soul power in the soul martial arts skill just now has faintly shaken your soul defense!

The sound of clicking sounded in the boundless sea of ​​consciousness!

He frantically circulated the spiritual power in his body, poured it into the Thunder Law of Body Protection in his hand, and roared wildly: "I am a disciple of Confucian ancestors, I will never die here, I will never die here. Yes!"

Seeing this, Ye Chen's eyes flashed coldly, and between the surging soul power, a giant phantom appeared before the black energy, and with a dance of the sword in his hand, he completely swallowed the soul!

The person Ye Chen wants to kill! No one can protect it!

Even a Confucian ancestor!

Confucian ancestor Xuying was furious at this time. He never imagined that he had already appeared, and this kid dared to destroy his own disciple in person.

It's too hateful!

"Kill my disciple!" The furious voice resounded throughout the sky!

Destroying Dao Wujiang is already done. At this time, the three people are not afraid of the wrath of Confucian ancestors.

The blood **** stood under the endless thunder, looking up at the illusory shadow of the Confucian ancestor in the void, his eyes twinkling: "Kill!"

The voice echoed with endless killing intent, which lifted everyone's spirits.

Confucian Ancestor Xuying turned his head and looked at Ye Chen with a cold smile, with a terrifying thunder light in his eyes.

The light seemed to be nothingness after the world was shattered.

The ultimate destructive power of thunder contains infinite energy!

Looking at Ye Chen this time, he almost crushed his whole being, completely annihilating everything he had.

Blood God and Xiao Huang only felt the aftermath of this sight, and their hearts were stunned. The suffocation and oppression pushed them to the ground.

A gaze like this is far from something the three of them can compete with.

"Marven Ye!"

At this moment, the voice of the old man in the reincarnation cemetery came, which was rarely very serious.

"It's too late! Give me control of your body!"

Huang Lao said eagerly: "Otherwise, we will die together!"

Ye Chen knew that this was not the time to bargain with Huang Lao, this Confucian ancestor's supreme coercion, unless there was such an existence as Huang Lao, he would have to invite Senior Ren Feifei to save him.

Although he doesn't want to let Huang Lao control his body!

But no choice!

A mere shadow of a Confucian ancestor is enough to kill him, the blood **** and even Xiao Huang!

And the old man is not only saving himself, but also saving him!

If you fall, the old man will be sealed in the reincarnation cemetery for eternity!

In an instant!

The world changes color!

Ye Chen's breath suddenly changed, and the aura between heaven and earth instantly turned into black rays of light, that black light, dark and violent.

With an incomparably powerful and arrogant blood burst, it gathered on Ye Chen's body.

Like a streak of red light from the gods, it shot towards the eyes of Confucian ancestors.

"It's you!"

The Confucian ancestor Xu Ying was shocked, and looked at Ye Chen, but it seemed like he was looking at another person through the void.

"You're still alive!"

The old man didn't answer, he just stood quietly in the same place and looked at the Confucian ancestor phantom with cold eyes.

Ruzu Xuying obviously knew that his reaction seemed to be a little too nervous, so he could only stare at Ye Chen fiercely: "No matter which side you are on, tell that kid, if you dare to kill my disciple, you must let him Pay the price!"

After all, the entire phantom has dissipated in the air.

The Blood God and Xiao Huang looked at Ye Chen with a strange feeling in their eyes. Now this person is not the Ye Chen they are familiar with.

The man didn't look at them, his body trembled slightly, and Ye Chen's consciousness had taken over his body again.

At this moment, Ye Chen was covered in sweat.

If it wasn't for the old man, he might have died.

Although I don't know what kind of grievances Huang Lao and Confucian ancestors have, it can be seen that Huang Lao is called a taboo in the world and has absolute qualifications!

Why is it sealed in the reincarnation cemetery?

Ye Chen's consciousness looked at the chained tombstone of the old man, very quiet.

Obviously this blow consumed the energy accumulated by the old man.

This time the old man is not bargaining, but saving himself.

From a certain point of view, although the old man is not credible, he is in the same boat as him.

No more thinking, facing the void, Ye Chen said lightly: "Confucian ancestor, the hatred between you and I Ye Chen has just begun!"

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Meanwhile.

A mysterious place.

Above the huge Lehman lotus seat, a figure sat cross-legged, but his body suddenly trembled violently.

"Master, what's the matter with you?"

A slender female figure said.

The woman had long hair reaching the ground, and was wearing a plain robe. Her exposed skin was extremely snow-white. Her entire face had only a trace of scarlet on her lips and teeth, and she looked haggard and pale.

"Cough cough."

Ancestor Confucian coughed twice. After so many years, he actually saw the unspeakable taboo in the world again, and it was still such a monstrous killing potential, which made his mind tremble.

"Fortunately it's not his body."

"Why did this person suddenly disappear and what happened in those days?"

"If he doesn't disappear, he may have become the most feared existence in Wanxu Temple."

Ancestor Confucius said with lingering fears, but his eyes suddenly turned cold when he looked at the woman: "Your qi and blood have been depleted so much?"

The woman nodded shyly: "Although the apprentice has strengthened his practice in the past few days, the energy of the blood has dissipated more quickly."

The number of martial arts practitioners carried out from her Ruyi Hall in the last month has far exceeded the total number in the previous year. Simply maintaining their origin through bloodthirsty is not a long-term solution.

Ancestor Confucian sighed softly, reached out and touched her long hair: "Don't worry, Ruyi, the master will definitely find the source of the bloodline for you."

If you nod your head, a trace of desolation flashes between the delicate eyebrows, how can there be an inexhaustible source of blood in this world?

Ancestor Confucian suddenly remembered something, his fingers gathered into a lotus shape, and a huge light curtain appeared on the hall.

It was just the picture of his phantom descending on the Divine Seal Clan.

"Master, this is the God of the Seals that you laid down the cause and effect thousands of years ago?"

"Well, but this is eating inside and out, and actually gave the seal to outsiders."

Mentioning this, Confucian ancestors were full of sullenness, Long Yitian did not have any credit, and the junior named Ye Chen who appeared after this, did not take himself seriously again and again.

"This is so rampant that he actually killed all three of my disciples!"

"What?" It was like a look of horror, "You mean, Senior Brother Wujiang has been killed?"

Ancestor Confucian nodded bitterly: "Well, it's still a step too late, and that kid is protected by that person, so he didn't get any advantage this time."

It was only at this moment that Ru Yi understood why the master was extremely irritable and angry when he returned.

"But don't worry, Wujiang's hatred for me, the master, will definitely avenge him!"