The Evil Imperial Monarch Chapter 1530: The old madman in the coffin

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In front of me is the cold lake that Ye Chu couldn’t be more familiar with. The cold lake in Yaocheng, Bai Xuan and Yaoyao he met here, also met Su Rong again on it, and this is where their gang of fox friends and dog friends often drive. Flower boats come here.

More than a year ago, when Ye Chu was in the Realm of Law, he saw millions of ancient corpses at the bottom of the lake and countless ancient war corpses. There are big secrets in the cold lake.

It's just that the cold lake in front of me has turned into a lake of blood. The strong smell of blood makes the internal organs throbbing, and Ye Chu strongly suppresses the urge to vomit.

"Boom..."

Shortly after arriving in this illusion, I saw the entire cold lake trembling violently, and a large number of war corpses under the cold lake appeared one by one in an orderly manner, including some powerful soldiers, riding a fierce horse from below. Surging out.

"Om..."

Hundreds of thousands of war corpses were neatly arranged on both sides of the cold lake. A huge whirlpool appeared in the middle of the cold lake. These war corpses seemed to welcome a big man at the bottom of the lake.

Ye Chu is in this void, but these war corpses can't see him, he just exists in this strange space in the form of consciousness.

"Boom..."

A group of thousands of charming women appeared. They weren't like war corpses, but lively women, all of them beautiful and beautiful.

They are dressed boldly, full of wild beauty, and their cultivation is very good, and their combat power is comparable to those of warriors on horseback.

Thousands of Meiluo women lined up in a square in the air. Although they are beautiful women, they all have serious expressions at this time.

"Who is the existence of the cold lake? Who can order these millions of war corpses to make these peerless beauties fall in love with each other..." Ye Chu in the void was also puzzled, and he was also brought in before he knew it. In this illusion.

"Boom..."

Finally, after hundreds of thousands of war corpses were lined up in the void, two divine swords rushed out from the vortex below. One of the two divine swords looked like the one made by the blood saint. Put exactly the same.

"Is it the master of the magic sword!"

Ye Chu felt a huge shock in his heart, his eyes fixed on the two terrifying divine swords in the void, one of which was indeed exactly the same as the one made by the blood saint.

"Boom..."

There was another loud bang, a huge wave was stirred up in the cold lake, and a mouthful of crystal transparent coffin suddenly emerged from the whirlpool.

"It's him again!"

The person in the coffin Ye Chu can see clearly that he is an old madman again, exactly the same as the old madman.

"It has something to do with the old madman again? What is the origin of this old madman?"

Ye Chu can no longer calm down. The old madman is like an immortal legend. These war corpses have not known how many years have existed, and the old madman's corpse in the coffin before him is dressed differently from him now.

The old madman in the coffin was dressed in a white robe, and looked like a elder brother facing the wind in Yushu, not at all like the crazy old madman now.

As soon as the coffin appeared, hundreds of thousands of corpses all knelt in the void.

Thousands of Mei Lao ladies immediately greeted them and arched the coffin in the middle, as if the people in the coffin were the emperors who favored them.

"Is this the concubine of the old madman before?"

Ye Chu was also very surprised. If that was the case, the old madman is indeed a great pen, and he has accepted so many wives by himself.

"Go to..."

But in the next second, Ye Chu miscalculated. Thousands of peerless beauties pounced on two divine swords, one by one died on the divine sword, and the blood was absorbed by the divine sword. .

"He is building a magic sword!"

Ye Chu's heart trembled, and when he wanted to see the results again, Yuan Ling was violently pumped, his mind returned to the body of the deity, and the illusion in front of him disappeared.

"Ah..."

What followed was a scream from the Blood Saint. Ye Chu opened his eyes and took a look. He saw that the blood sword was chopped far away by the broken sword in his hand, and he was also shocked by the powerful recoil. He vomited unstoppable.

"Kill him!"

The attack did not stop. Ten people including Murong Xiao suddenly exploded, turning into ten streams of light from below, taking right behind Ye Chu.

"Looking for death!"

Seeing that Murong Zhentian took the lead and grabbed Murong Xianxian and Qing Wenting, Ye Chu immediately displayed the profound meaning of seizing, holding the broken sword and slashing downward.

"Be careful!"

Murong Xiao's complexion changed, and his figure dodged to the left, avoiding the divine light from the broken sword, but the seventh elder was unable to dodge, and was directly hit by the broken sword in his right arm, and his right arm was instantly beaten. burst.

"Push..."

Ye Chu spit out blood again. The Broken Sword is a supreme sword. It is indeed strong enough, but now he is at the end of the crossbow, but he will receive a strong backlash.

"Damn it!"

The seventh elder's expression was so ugly that he immediately put medicine into his mouth while clutching his arms. He didn't expect to be so embarrassed that he was stabbed and lost his arm by a sword from the Heaven and Three Realms.

He immediately retreated instinctively. He had the lowest cultivation level among the ten people, but he could no longer be the best bird. It was a supreme sword. He couldn't even hold a blood sword, and a few of them were not enough for Ye Chu. Chopped.

Ye Chu flashed to the front of Ermei and rushed into the green lotus. Qing Wenting immediately supported him who was about to fall.

"Ye Chu, why are you so stupid..." Qing Wenting burst into tears, wiped the blood from the corner of Ye Chu's mouth with her hand, and the tears hit Ye Chu's face.

"Your Royal Highness, your tears are a bit salty..." Ye Chu squeezed out a smile, felt a softness from the top of his head, and smiled secretly in his heart. Why do you still think about it at this time, but Qing Wenting The one is quite soft, and it's very warm.

"When is it all, you are not serious..." Qing Wenting smiled with tears, and stroked Ye Chu's face, "Isn't it just death? Don't try hard, let's go..."

Ye Chu put the Broken Sword away, he was no longer able to use the Supreme Sword, and if he used it again, the Yuan Ling would burst directly.

He shook his head, looked at Qing Wenting's beautiful and pale face, and said firmly: "You are my friend, I will not leave you alone..."

"But I don't want you to die..." Seeing that Ye Chu only said that he was his friend, Qing Wenting suddenly felt a bit sad and desolate in her heart. Does he really mean nothing to him?

"Just them?"

Ye Chu sat up with difficulty, cast aside the restless thoughts in his mind, and looked at the ten strongest Murong family who surrounded him three in front of him.

"They are not qualified enough!"

"Ye Chu, today is your death date!" Murong Zhentian had murderous Taotian in his eyes, and Ye Chu must be excluded today, otherwise he will grow up, it will be impossible to imagine in the future.

Murong Xiao also coughed and said: "The old man must admit that you have opened our eyes and even the Blood Saint was beaten back by you, but now you have run out of oil, do you really want to resist here? ?"

"Hand over the two of them, the old man can spare you not to die, but you must be suppressed for ten years!" Murong Xiao's voice was thunderous, and the terrifying coercion rolled on Ye Chu.

Qinglian banged, showing signs of shattering.

"This old thing, I'm afraid it's about to reach the level of a saint!" Ye Chu thought to himself, but he didn't expect the Murong family to have such a powerful person at the rank of aging stone.