My Fiancee is a Cold CEO

In the Witch God's Temple, Ye Chen sat cross-legged in front of the statue of the Witch God. The pain in his head made Ye Chen's face become a little distorted, and cold sweat slowly slid down his forehead.

Fortunately, Ye Chen had the experience of receiving the inheritance from the dragon pattern ring. Although the spiritual power in his mind was quite overbearing, he could still barely support it.

I don't know how long it took, but the luster on the statue of the Witch God slowly faded away, and several cracks appeared on the statue's body.

Ye Chen opened his eyes with a tired look on his face, feeling the complete witchcraft scripture in his mind, and there was a hint of excitement in his eyes.

I almost risked my life here, it was really worth it.

Ye Chen stood up from the ground, looked at the cracked statue, and said solemnly: "Thank you so much, Senior Witch God, for preaching today. Ye Chen will definitely remember this kindness in his heart. If there is a crisis in the Witch God Sect in the future, Ye will definitely return the favor." Thank you for the kindness of my predecessors today."

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Chen bowed to the statue again.

As Ye Chen bowed, a rustling sound came from the Witch Temple. The stone wall behind the statue suddenly opened from the middle. A small room appeared in front of Ye Chen, and the rich spiritual energy dispersed from the room. come out.

"There is indeed a dark room in this witch temple."

Ye Chen's eyes flashed with joy and he quickly walked into the room behind the statue.

In the middle of the room, there was a pool made of jade. The pool was filled with white water, and a strong spiritual energy rushed towards his face.

Ye Chen just took a whiff, and a feeling of comfort spread throughout his body.

"It's such a great feat to actually condense spiritual energy into a liquid."

A flash of light flashed in Ye Chen's eyes, and his face was full of shock.

"With this pool of spiritual water, I can take this opportunity to break through the Jingmen in my body. As long as I break through the first five gates, my strength should be able to directly reach the realm of the mid-term innate great achievement."

A blazing look flashed in Ye Chen's eyes.

Ye Chen has a deep understanding of the power of the Immortal Mysterious Technique. Even the witchcraft scripture he just obtained is not as broad and profound as the Immortal Mysterious Technique.

If he can get through the Jingmen, Ye Chen is confident that he will not fall behind even if he faces a dead tree in the late Xiantian stage.

Even facing the half-step master Disen, Ye Chen is still capable of fighting.

Time was running out, so Ye Chen didn't think much and immediately jumped into the pool.

The spiritual water in the pool suddenly boiled as Ye Chen entered, rushing into his body along the pores of Ye Chen's skin.

In an instant, Ye Chen felt a swelling in his body, as if it was about to be torn apart by the spiritual energy.

"What a terrifying aura."

A look of solemnity flashed across Ye Chen's face, and he hurriedly activated the Immortal Mysterious Technique, slowly refining the spiritual energy into Yuanli, flowing rapidly through his meridians.

I don't know how long this spiritual pool has existed. The density of the spiritual energy in the pool has reached an extremely terrifying level. Ye Chen's refining speed is even slower than the influx of spiritual energy.

In less than a moment, the skin on Ye Chen's body was torn apart, then healed under the influence of spiritual power, and then torn apart again. Over and over again, Ye Chen's flesh and blood was slowly tempered, faintly The pool water was stained with blood.

As the energy in his meridians increased, Ye Chen felt bursts of tingling sensation from the meridians in his body, and a solemn look appeared on his face.

"Has your body reached its limit?"

Ye Chen took a deep breath, hurriedly activated the energy in his body, and rushed towards the fifth door, Jingmen.

Countless Yuanli was like the sea, rushing towards Jingmen. The bottleneck that was originally as stable as a mountain gradually loosened.

"Jingmen,

open. "

I don't know how long it took, but there was a roar in Ye Chen's body, and a violent momentum emanated from Ye Chen's body.

"It finally worked."

Ye Chen opened his eyes, with a look of surprise in his eyes. He clenched his fists slightly, feeling stronger than ever before.

"I actually used up all the spiritual water in a pool. This Immortality Mysterious Skill is strong, but it's too cheating. There are still three gates left in the eight gates. Where can I find so much spiritual water?"

Ye Chen stood up and looked at the empty pool with a wry smile on his face.

This pool of spiritual water condensed from spiritual energy was prepared by the Witch God for his successors. It would be difficult for Ye Chen to find such a great opportunity.

Moreover, if ordinary people cultivated this pool of spiritual water, even if they could not cultivate to the master level, they would still be able to cultivate to the late stage of Xiantian.

That is to say, this monster, Ye Chen, has used so many resources to reach the realm of mid-term innate perfection.

However, with his current state of all five doors open, it is enough to compete with the late Xiantian.

Just when Ye Chen was surprised, the dragon pattern ring suddenly lit up with a light, and something suddenly appeared in Ye Chen's mind.

Before Ye Chen could feel it carefully, his head suddenly went blank. Then Ye Chen's consciousness appeared in a vast land, and a figure with an unclear face appeared in front of Ye Chen.

Ye Chen just glanced at it, and he had the illusion of seeing Tianwei. In front of him, he was as weak as an ant.

"When practicing a discipline, body refining is the beginning of everything. Power comes from one's own body. The human body is the most mysterious and unpredictable thing in the world."

The figure's lips moved slightly, and the voice seemed very soft, but a deafening sound came from Ye Chen's ears.

"This fist is called Nirvana, which means the decay of all things."

As soon as he finished speaking, the figure took a punching stance.

Ye Chen's pupils shrank suddenly, and there was a strong sense of crisis in his heart, as if what was standing in front of him was not a person, but an ancient ferocious beast.

Under Ye Chen's focused gaze, the figure slowly raised his right hand. It was not clenched like a normal person, but when he made a fist, his thumb was between the middle finger and the ring finger, like a bulging bone. An indestructible point on the fist!

As soon as the punch fell, Ye Chen could clearly feel that the figure did not use any energy, but there was a burst of wind blowing out. The wind was cold and cold, as if it was extinguishing all life. As soon as it was blown out, the world around him turned into a It turned gray, and it seemed that all life was destroyed under this punch.

Although Ye Chen only had his consciousness here and did not bear the power of this fist head-on, his feeling was extremely profound.

His fire of life seemed to be extinguished under this punch, and an extremely cold air shook Ye Chen's heart.

He had a strong feeling that the punch thrown by this figure could wipe out all life and cause instant death!

Is this the Nirvana Fist!

Suddenly, the figure punched out, and everything within a hundred feet in the direction of the punch was covered in frost, and all vitality disappeared.

Ye Chen felt his mind roaring, as if he was frozen by the fist. He stared blankly at the scene in front of him, so shocked that he couldn't say a word.

"Nirvana..." Ye Chen muttered to himself. (To be continued)