The Divine Urban Physician Chapter 7011: The moon in the mirror

She has an icy, ruthless look, treating everything as a mustard and not caring about anything at all.

"Do you really think I'm still the previous Xuan Jiyue? Ye Chen, your growth is indeed terrifying, but behind me stands Fairy Jianjia, I will eventually become Fairy Jianjia in this era, that is the old He Hongjun The existence of Zu Qiming!"

"I would like to see how much you are capable of."

The sword in her hand, named Jianjia Divine Sword, has become destiny in her hands, inherited from the highest line of Taoism of Jianjia Sword Sect, and bestowed by the Sect Master himself.

And the meeting of fate began the moment she took over the sword, connected to the endless heaven.

This move has already destined her to take over the mantle of fate in the future and grow into the supreme ruler of this world.

Maybe he won't be able to reach the peak of the sky and the earth like the ancestor of Hongjun, but he will still become one of the strongest people in the world.

The power of destiny is coming from the sky, and ordinary means can no longer be resisted.

Marven Ye's heart suddenly became enlightened, I am afraid that Xuan Jiyue already knew his true identity, so he would persecute him accordingly.

But so what?

Marven Ye smiled lightly, the reincarnation blood in the body was boiling.

The long sword in his hand screamed to the sky, endlessly, the blood of reincarnation merged into it, and a vision was transformed.

That's a six-way reincarnation disk.

Before the reincarnation disk, the phantoms condensed, and they were all kinds of strange, and finally turned into a monstrous tiger. The word "king" on the forehead was particularly abrupt and conspicuous, and the fur all over his body was carved like precious jade, which was extremely gorgeous.

These two forces collide with each other, and each is king. They have fought tens of thousands of times in the blink of an eye, but no one can do anything about the other.

Xuan Jiyue's expression fluctuated, but then returned to her calm appearance.

"You really are him! Ye Shitian? Should I call you Ye Chen? Haha." Xuan Jiyue sneered.

Her frosty face, which has remained unchanged for thousands of years, finally has emotional fluctuations, but I don't know if it is surprise, anger or doubt.

She has already entered the Xuanhai, and she just wants to practice with all her strength, accept Jianjia's inheritance, and then go to the heavens and the world.

I thought that Ye Chen's intrusion could be avoided in the Xuanhai, but I didn't expect the other party to enter this mysterious land.

How can her heart not fluctuate?

"I said I would kill you, and I will do it."

Marven Ye's tone was solemn and his expression lifted.

This is not just what he said in his heart, but also Samsara's oath to Heaven. The struggle between Samsara and destiny will eventually come to an end.

Either reincarnation falls, or fate perishes, the two cannot coexist.

Even without the grievances and love-hate entanglements between Ye Chen and Xuan Jiyue in the previous life, the two of them would never be friends.

"If that's the case, then try it."

"You must know that under your feet is Xuanhai, my territory."

Xuan Jiyue's response was gloomy and cold. She knew that she might not be able to kill Ye Chen now, but she had to give it a try.

Just as the two of them were about to break out into a heaven-shattering battle, this empty space suddenly shook violently.

As if the sky was falling apart, countless disasters came together to make everyone panic.

"Not good! This sword death space is about to collapse, everyone go out quickly."

A powerful person sensed this trend and quickly warned.

Then the crowd fled.

It doesn't matter what the nine-day magic is! Now is the time to escape.

Xuan Jiyue also raised her head and looked at the cloud that was about to crack, her expression became serious.

It must be that Ye Chen got the crown of thorns, and the sword dying space lost the support of strength and became extremely fragile.

In this case, the two of them can only temporarily abandon the duel.

Marven Ye also needs to stabilize the crown of thorns before escaping this land.

The power of the sword demon is not so easy to deal with. If it is swallowed, it will fall into a state of doom.

Ye Chen took a deep look at Xuan Jiyue, then took a few people from the Tianjian faction, escaped out of the void, and fled here.

He possesses the power of the crown of thorns and can be guided back to the Xuanhai from the nearest route.

Those disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect went inside, but they didn't get any substantial benefits. Thinking about it, they were a little discouraged.

But thinking that Ye Chen helped them Tianjian sent a bad breath and regained his reputation, it was a good gain!

Ye Chen took the crown of thorns and fled here. He stood on the other side of the distant starry sky and looked at the space of the sword's death that collapsed like a black hole, as if he saw the complete fall of an ancient **** and demon.

He turned around and left, and this time, the journey of the Sword Death Space was almost complete.

But there are doubts in his mind.

What is the mysterious throne in the abyss space? It seems to be in a distant place spanning countless light-years, and there seems to be a trace of aura coming out, all in front of you.

But why is it associated with the Swordsman Space?

Ye Chen thought hard, raised his eyes and glanced, his eyes changed.

Because in the space where the fallen sword died, the black hole vortex has slowly formed. If anyone approaches at this time, it will definitely be swept away by the power of this place.

No one can escape except those ultimate ancestors and peak powerhouses in the Taishang world.

Some demonic energy wanted to escape the obstruction of this black hole, fleeing frantically, roaring and roaring, but was unable to do so.

Finally, the black hole in the void gradually subsided, everything was calm, and everything was silent.

And at the moment when the black hole was about to close, Ye Chen faintly seemed to see a mysterious throne, like a mirror and the moon, lost in phantoms.