Dominating Sword Immortal

"You brought out this picture, and the crisis of the remnants of the real water palace in the future will also be resolved by you." The eyes stared at the old man in black, but the person in the picture said to Ye Chen.

Ye Chen took a deep breath and asked: "Predecessors, the real water palace relics crisis, what is it, is the dead resurrection?"

"It's so simple!"

The person in the picture sighed.

"Who is the predecessor?"

The leaf dust asked a bit.

"Yuan Lan Hai!"

"Yuan Bohai? How is this name so familiar?" The old man in black was so sad that he suddenly changed his face and cried: "Yuanhuang Yuanhai, you are the Emperor?"

"Yuanhuang?" Ye Chen was also shocked. On the trace of the real Emperor of the mainland, the last person who left the mark is the Emperor, the Emperor is born in the body, and the real Yuan is endless, if it is in the picture People are really the Emperor, it is too ridiculous.

The person in the picture smiled lightly. "There are people who remember my name!"

The people in the picture say this, no doubt telling Ye Chen and the old man in black. He is the last emperor in the real world or the real world, who can leave a mark on the emperor's monument.

“Predecessors can rest assured that if they have the ability, Ye Chen is willing to resolve the remnants of the Zhenshui Palace. If he is incapable, he will be wrong with the current generation.”

Ye Chen solemnly said.

"Look at the wrong person, huh, you are honest." Yuan Huang smiled.

The old man in black has changed his face several times. Finally, his look is stunned. "Even if you are a Yuanhuang, the real Yuanhuang is dead. You are just an image of his remains. You think that your image. Can beat me."

"Try not to know!"

The Emperor took a step in ink painting and appeared in the real world, the traces of ink on his body. Gradually fade away. It seems that there is no difference between a real person and a real person. Only then can we discover that this body is somewhat fuzzy and illusory. Not like a real person.

"Try it and try it, see me blast you, the magic mark is gone!"

When fighting with Ye Chen, the old man in black did not use the martial arts, but the image of the Emperor was different. Before he knew the strength of the other party, he was still serious. Otherwise, he accidentally ate a big loss. It will not be worth the loss.

With a palm out, the dark cracks appear in the void, like a brand. It must be branded on the image of the Emperor. Hegemony is strong and cannot be evaded.

Ye dust eyes a glimpse. If the old man in black used to use the martial arts before, even if there was a Scorpio sword, he could not stop it, and the gap was too great.

"Oyi is too low!"

Yuan Huang image shook his head, pointing at the dark cracks, and then arbitrarily wiped it.

puff!

The dark cracks disappeared, as if they had never existed before.

"Damn, the road is long!"

The black man screamed, the real element spurred to the extreme, and the whole body screamed with a dazzling black crystal mans. His hands stretched out and pushed to the image of the emperor, as if pushing a huge grinding disc, to kill the emperor. image.

"Demon martial arts?"

Looking at the thick black river, the space is collapsing, the image of the Emperor is light, and a simple click is made.

boom!

The black river bursts, the black water splashes, and it seems to be flying between the two. There is a huge fountain erupting.

The power of the Emperor’s image has reached a level of incompetence.

"Impossible, how can an image be so strong?" The old man in black was shocked and flew out, and the sky glided for a dozen miles before he stopped his body.

"You are too weak, martial arts are low, martial arts will be low, is this the level of the king of life and death?"

The Emperor’s image was held hands-on and faint.

"Don't be too arrogant, it belongs to your time, it has already passed." The old man in black danced and danced with his hands on the black lines, covering the entire palm. As the black lines were formed, the black man's momentum was hard. A lot, the horror of the real yuan fluctuations, the space is trembled, cracks spread.

"Oh, I have already put the best gloves into the body, okay."

When the brow was picked, the image of the Emperor nodded.

"Go to death."

The old man in black can care about who the other person is, as long as he blocks him, he will die, and he will be out of the palm of his hand. The deeper dark cracks will mark the image of the Emperor.

It is the magic mark.

The image of the Emperor of the Emperor did not change color, and the figure disappeared. The space seemed to disappear. The whole man retreated ten miles out of thin air. The dark crack was not imprinted on the image of the Emperor, but it was branded in the void, and it could not be healed for a long time. .

"This means, this way of body!"

For the first time, Ye Chen saw the two kings of life and death formally fighting, and the means of the old man in black made him shocked. He could leave a void and keep it for a long time. If it is branded on people, it can’t heal. Torture to death, and the body of the Emperor is simply unpredictable, ghosts and gods are shocked, his movement seems to have eliminated the void line, so that the black man can not lock him.

The old man in black is shocked a hundred times more than Ye Chen, and the magic mark is powerful. He knows best. However, this method can only resist hard and cannot be evaded, because as long as the dark crack locks your life, it will die. Even if you can't hide in the void, the previous image of the Emperor of the Emperor will wipe out the dark cracks. He can still accept it, because the magic mark can be destroyed. But now, the image of the Emperor is actually evading and letting the magic mark disappear. Lost the target, branded in the void.

"I have this body, energy is limited, I will not be entangled with you, the sword comes." The image of the Emperor retreating to the ten-mile stretched out, and the evil sword of the leaf dust waist was automatically sheathed and fell on the shadow of the Emperor. On the hand, and the leaf dust did not even react.

"What is the evil sword?"

Ye Chen is puzzled. It is reasonable to say that the Scorpio Sword is more powerful than the Evil Sword. The Emperor’s image holds the Scorpio Sword and kills the black man without any effort.

Yuan Huang’s image seems to know Ye Chen’s mind, saying: “The evil spirits contain the power of breaking the evil spirits, targeting the demons, and your best sword is too expensive, so my current body can’t bear too much consumption. Moreover, for me, the evil sword is enough."

"It turned out to be."

Ye Chen nodded. This image of the Emperor is not the Emperor himself. He does not have a near-infinite real element. His energy is limited. It is best to consume less energy.

"Virtual Yuan!"

Holding the evil sword, the gaze of the Emperor’s image was slightly sharper, with one hand and one wave, the evil sword provoked an invisible sword and smashed into the body of the black man.

"what!"

The old man in black screamed, he could not feel the trajectory of this sword, but he had an intuition and was hit by this sword in front, absolutely dead for a lifetime.

"Magic flash!"

The body flickers, the old man's body is illusory, and it is like a flashing star.

Hey!

Invisible swords smashed in the illusory body of the old man in black, seemingly lost, but Ye Chen does not look like this, because there is blood and water splash, there is still a snoring sound.

Sure enough, the illusory body collapsed, and a real arm was detached from it, crushed into a blood mist by the sword, and then disappeared into nothingness.

In the distance, the body of the old man in black emerged. His face was pale and his right arm had disappeared. It looked extremely uncoordinated.

"Why, why am I being smashed?"

The old man in black is horrified, and the magic flash is also the martial art of the Mozu. Although the martial arts of the Mozu do not need to cultivate the righteousness, in fact, the magical flash still contains the power of space, but it is different from the form of the space. The essence is no different.

I thought that the magic flash could be avoided, and the right arm was still cut off.

Yuan Huang pouted, "You are lucky, my current strength, and the real difference between me, and the virtual yuan is my weakest trick, other martial arts, too energy."

Ye Chen’s stunned, the strength of the Emperor’s image is definitely far worse than that of the Emperor, the gap is very huge, and the virtual scorpion is the weakest move. However, the black man who is the demon king is still unbearable in front of him. Strike, it is speculated that the real Yuan Huang, how powerful.

"However, I have seen through your movements, this time, it's gone!"

The Emperor’s image lifted the evil sword for the second time, and a sword fluttered out.

"Do not!"

The old man in black stunned and fled into the void, but under the chase of the imaginary scorpion, the space boundary became transparent, and Ye Chen could see the old man in black who escaped in the void, wolf-stricken, frightened, and can’t wait. Aunt has more legs.

"A big prestige is worthy of being the emperor of the world."

At this moment, there are countless black petals scattered in the void, the petals are not the size of the copper coins, the texture is clear, the texture is soft, and the real petals are no different. These black petals are endless, and the sky is like a flower rain. These flowers and rains, ignoring the existence of the space boundary, fell to the outside world, and then continued to sprinkle, the moment of landing, from the real to the virtual, disappeared.

puff!

Behind the old man in black, the petals poured out, and suddenly there was a glamorous woman wearing a gorgeous black robe. The female figure was extremely tall, the scorpion was light red, and the towering chest was increased by one point, and one point was less, just right. Her right hand slammed, the invisible force surged, and then waved to the side.

Hey!

The invisible invisible sword turned in the direction and disappeared into the depths of the void.

"The great patriarch!"

Hearing the sound, the nervous nerves of the old man relaxed and relaxed, and his face flashed with joy. Immediately, he turned and politely bowed to the woman in the black robe.

"The chaotic magic sea demon family chief patriarch, isn't it the demon emperor?" Ye Chen is not good, the demon family has a family, the general family patriarch is the patriarch, only the patriarch of the whole family of the demon family Known as the great patriarch.

"Oh, there is a strong one, and there are many people who are offended by your kid!" The image of the Emperor frowned and looked helpless at Ye Chen.

Ye Chen smiled bitterly: "There should be no hiding."

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