The Divine Urban Physician Chapter 5868: The power of the three ancestors! (two more)

Marven Ye took this opportunity to **** it hard, **** the weapon of Saint Monk Xumi, and grab the vajra pestle in his hand.

The battle between the two is dazzling.

Sage Xumi's weapon was seized, and he couldn't help feeling a chill, then his blood surged, his face flushed with anger.

"Assigned."

Ye Chen took a step back calmly. As soon as he met, he was fighting to hurt both sides. In fact, it was not reckless, but he had a dust tablet to protect his body, which was enough to block the fatal blow of the holy monk Xumi. Really burnt jade.

At most, it is a serious injury, but even if it is seriously injured, as long as there is a trace of breath, he can revive with his terrifying vitality and spiritual monument!

In this short confrontation, Ye Chen seemed to be relaxed, but in fact, he used three trump cards one after another, namely, the Earth Core Destruction Orb, the Qinglong Cypress Tree, and the Fengyu Lingshu.

Mo Hanxi and Xiaoxuan were thrilled to watch, but they didn't expect Ye Chen to be so powerful that the master of the Nine Layers of Heaven in the Realm of Reality actually met each other and was taken away by him.

"The poor monk hasn't lost yet, why do you need to make concessions?"

Sage Xumi was furious. Although his weapon was stolen, he was not willing to lose. In the final analysis, he was just negligent.

If he fights seriously, he cannot lose to Ye Chen so easily with his strength in the Nine Heavens of Realm.

Hoo!

Sage Xumi shot out with a palm, used his whole body skills, and slammed into Ye Chen's chest.

This time, he woke up 12 minutes to prevent Ye Chen from using any other means of Fengyu Lingshu to disturb his Taoism.

With no distractions and full attention, the palm of the monk Xumi is extremely fierce, far more powerful than just now.

Ye Chen's face was slightly solemn. After all, the realm gap between him and the holy monk Xumi was too great. How can a master of the Nine Heavens Realm be so easy to deal with?

Just now, he was able to take the lead and grab the weapon of the holy monk Xumi. He really relied on many trump cards such as the center of the earth to destroy the pearl, the Qinglong cypress tree and so on, and there was a trace of luck.

At this time, Ye Chen also felt tremendous pressure in the face of the unpretentious palm of the monk Xumi.

"Fairy Xuan, Elder Shuo, give me some strength!"

"Xiaozhonglouzhang, broken!"

In the midst of the crisis, Ye Chen's mind came up with the ancient picture of Xiaoqian World and the stacks of buildings. His whole body was mobilized, and he slapped out with a roaring palm, confronting the holy monk Xumi head-on.

Fortunately, the power of Xuan Hanyu and Shuo Lao also instantly gathered all over the body!

This makes Ye Chen's Xiaozhonglou palm even more terrifying!

Bang!

The palms of the two collided fiercely, causing a huge wave of air, causing the surrounding space to collapse and burst layer by layer, shattering one after another.

Behind Ye Chen, vaguely, the illusion of an ancient heavy building emerged, and the majestic majesty of the source technique erupted frantically in his palm.

"This is... Xiaozhonglouzhang! The number one pseudo-magic art!"

Sage Xumi's eyes widened, only to feel an unimaginable palm force whistling, and the bones of his arm cracked, and it was suddenly broken.

Pfft!

Then, the holy monk Xumi opened his mouth and spurted blood wildly. His internal organs had been hit by Ye Chen's palm, and he was severely shaken. His breathing was a little unstable, but it was not too serious.

But the holy monk Xumi knew very well that if he didn't keep his spirits up, he would be seriously injured this time!

Dengdengdeng.

Ye Chen also took three steps back in embarrassment, his face was slightly pale, and he spit out a mouthful of blushing blood, obviously suffering a lot of shock.

Saint Monk Xumi is a master of the Nine Heavens of Taizhen Realm after all, even if Ye Chen borrowed the power of Fairy Xuan and Shuo Lao to use Xiaozhonglou Palm, at most it would only be a lose-lose fight with the opponent.

"Brother Ye!"

Mo Hanxi hurriedly stepped forward to support Ye Chen.

Xiao Xuan also ran over to support Ye Chen, her small hand held Ye Chen's big hand, and poured her spiritual energy into it to relieve Ye Chen's injury.

In this confrontation, Ye Chen and Sage Xumi were both injured, but Ye Chen's condition seemed much better than Sage Xumi.

The outcome was clear, and it was obvious that Ye Chen won.

"Xiaozhonglouzhang, I didn't expect this number one pseudo-magic art to be in your hands."

Sage Xumi coughed twice, took out a healing medicinal pill and took it, reluctantly emphasizing the breath, and looked at Ye Chen with shock and horror.

The Xiaozhonglou Palm is a pseudo-divine technique that evolved from the Daqianzhonglou palm. The Daqianzhonglou palm ranks first, and this small-heavy floor palm naturally ranks first among the pseudo-magic magic.

Sage Xumi did not expect that Ye Chen actually had such a powerful magical power, so even if he lost, he would not be wronged, and he was convinced.

However, he is also very clear that it is difficult for Ye Chen to use such a method for the second time in a short period of time. If he does it again, Ye Chen will definitely lose.

In the Temple of Earth Heart, there is silence.

The three ancestors also seemed to be shocked by Ye Chen's magical powers.

Boom!

It was silent for a long time, the gate of the Temple of the Earth was opened, and three beams of light burst out, showing the figures of the three ancestors on the ground.

These three ancestors are all white-haired, clean-looking, and majestic.

There is a person in the center, sitting on the Throne of Hell Skeletons, covered with demonic flames, and aura of destruction. It looks like the ancestor of the Hong family.

On his left hand, there is an old man with Buddha's light, sitting on the Qibao lotus platform, with the atmosphere of Theravada Buddhism, obviously the ancestor of the Lin family.

The person on the right is sitting on a Taoist futon, with a fairy style and a Taoist bone, and there is a faint flying phoenix floating around him. He thinks that he is the ancestor of the Mo family.