The Divine Urban Physician Chapter 5921: What is madness (six more)

Marven Ye watched this scene with satisfaction, then looked at the blood dragon and said, "Blood dragon, I also have a gift for you."

Speaking, Ye Chen sacrificed the elixir gourd, and with a flick of his finger, a strand of wine shot out like an arrow and fell into the mouth of the blood dragon.

The blood dragon swallowed it with its throat raised, but felt an incomparably rich spiritual energy, which was dissolved in the body, and all the meridians were relieved in an instant, and said: "Master, this... what is this?"

He only felt that the spirit wine, the strong spirit energy, was much more powerful than the spirit water of the Ziwei Galaxy, which was of great benefit to cultivation.

Ye Chen said: "This is called Dan Immortal Wine, it has the effect of tempering bones and bones, improving qi fortune, strengthening the foundation and cultivating vitality, you have refined it well, it will have a miraculous effect on stabilizing your foundation, and help you to completely control all things as soon as possible. Xiangtianshu has a great effect."

The blood dragon was overjoyed and said, "Yes! Thank you master!"

At the moment, he also sat down with his knees crossed and entered a cultivation state, refining the aura of that Pill Immortal Spirit Wine.

The ancestor of Confucianism saw the blood **** and the blood dragon, who looked like no one else, and practiced directly in his own territory. He couldn't help being furious and shouted at Ye Chen:

"Boy, you are too arrogant to take me seriously."

Marven Ye said: "I don't care about you, what can you do?"

At this time, the Confucian ancestor was attacked by the natural disaster of the undead, and he was injured, and his strength was at most 60%, so Ye Chen was unscrupulous and did not give him any face at all.

"It's the opposite, it's the other way around! Do you really think you have the right to be arrogant in my territory?"

"The undead natural disaster, suppressed me!"

The Confucian ancestor roared in the sky, but he ignored the backlash, and once again urged the wish Tianxing to release heavy disasters, and wanted to re-call the army of hundreds of millions of undead to fight Ye Chen to the death.

Whoohoo!

On the wishing star, the calamity erupted, and there were vaguely endless dead souls born from it.

Marven Ye dismissed and sneered: "You are also called a natural disaster? I will show you today, what is a real natural disaster!"

Speaking of which, Ye Chen suddenly pulled out the Heavenly Calamity Sword from his waist.

In an instant, a dark and turbulent disaster shot straight into the sky.

In the calamity, there is an aura of divine punishment and divine punishment, endless thunder disasters, wind disasters, fires, etc., intertwined with each other, covering the sky and the sun, and converging into a dense cloud of disaster, as if the apocalypse is coming.

The undead disaster of Confucian ancestors was suppressed all of a sudden, and the means of this undead natural disaster could not be used.

"Puff!"

Ancestor Confucian opened his mouth again to spurt blood, and even in the blood, there were some broken internal organs, and his face was instantly pale.

The supernatural power was restrained, and he was attacked again, this time with more serious injuries.

"What, the Heavenly Sword of Disaster is actually in your hands!"

Ancestor Confucius looked at the sword in Ye Chen's hand, trembling with horror.

This Disaster Heavenly Sword is one of the Eight Great Heavenly Swords.

The legendary Supreme Heavenly Sword requires endless luck to control one.

Ye Chen already owns the Heavenly Sword of Desolation Demon, but Confucian ancestors never imagined that even the Heavenly Sword of Disaster was in Ye Chen's hands.

Having two Heavenly Swords in charge, what a majestic fate this is. Could it be true that the blood of Samsara is so defiant?

Ancestor Confucianism trembled, unable to believe it.

Under the shroud of calamity, the entire temple of Confucian ancestors fell into the aura of doomsday, as if everything was about to collapse.

"Go, let's go!"

Many disciples of the Confucian Ancestor Temple lost their fighting spirit and fled in a hurry.

Lian Zhixuan and Ruyi, the direct disciples of the two Confucian ancestors, also felt that the Confucian ancestor was exhausted today and fled in embarrassment.

However, around the temple of Confucian ancestors, there is an invisible natural disaster barrier resisting. Someone bumped into this natural disaster barrier and was immediately entangled by the infinite natural disaster, screaming and dying.

Witnessing this scene, everyone changed color, and no one dared to escape.

It turned out that Ye Chen had blocked the Confucian Temple, and no one could escape. Everyone's life and death were in Ye Chen's hands.

Ancestor Confucianism looked at the scene of the betrayal and separation, and his heart was filled with grief and indignation. Under the change of mood, he couldn't help but look up to the sky and laugh miserably, feeling that the hero was dying.

In the duel between the powerhouses, luck is extremely important. He has betrayed and separated from each other, and luck has all been dispersed. Even if he is not injured, he cannot be Ye Chen's opponent.

"Xiao Chonglou sword qi, kill!"

Ye Chen's eyes froze, and he waved the Heavenly Sword of Disaster, an incomparably fierce sword that transformed into the brilliant sword energy of thousands of towers, and he slayed Confucian ancestors fiercely.

This sword, Ye Chen used all his strength and did not hold back at all.

After all, the strength of Confucian ancestors at this moment is already the pinnacle of the Nine Heavens of Taizhen Realm. In the face of such a powerful enemy, even if the opponent is at the end of the road, Ye Chen will not be careless.

"Xiaozhonglou martial arts? The No. 1 pseudo-nine gods?"

Ancestor Confucianism saw this sword attack, and felt that the sword was so fierce that it was really irresistible.

During the period of Ye Chen's "fall", there was obviously a great opportunity, and he had mastered the number one pseudo-divine technique. The fierceness of this sword, even at the peak of the Confucian ancestors, must be extremely fearful , not to mention being seriously injured at the moment.

In order to prevent Confucian ancestors from blowing up when he was dying, Ye Chen's sword qi was so violent that he had blocked Ruzu's whole body and did not give him any chance to blow himself up.

"Hahaha, Lord of Reincarnation, if you want to kill me, that's easy too. Follow me to the funeral!"

The Confucian ancestor had a miserable smile on his face, his white hair fluttered all over his head, and he suddenly raised the wish star.

"Not good!"

When Ye Chen saw this scene, his face changed greatly.