My Master is Super Strong But Too Steady

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Is this person the master of the congenital Dao fetus?

Everyone's eyes focused on Ye Chen. They all subconsciously used the secret technique of seeing through the source, but they couldn't see Ye Chen's reality clearly, and no one could sense his true cultivation. the feeling of measuring.

Ye Chen's hidden talent can hide all aura, even though the cultivation of many powerhouses hidden in the void far exceeds Ye Chen's, they have achieved nothing.

Saint King Pengcheng asked coldly, "Who are you?"

"Pin Dao is originally a guest of Kunlun, and he has practiced the Dao for thousands of years. The heavens and the world are free for me to travel, and the holy immortals are free and free."

Ye Chen recited aloud, his mood was free and leisurely, like a wild crane in a cloudless sky.

When everyone heard this, they were all shocked.

This person said too much, even the emperor dared not brag like that, is he really an expert outside the world?

Or, is this person just pretending to be mysterious?

Kunlun?

Which world is this?

How come never heard of it?

What the hell is this guy's name?

Just when everyone's thoughts were flying, they heard Ye Chen calmly say: "Kunlun, Lu Ya, please die!"

Hearing this, everyone's hearts jumped wildly. Two bright golden lights bloomed in the pupils of King Pengcheng, piercing the void in front of them through two hundred-mile cracks, and grinned: "What a big tone! Let this seat see. What means do you have?"

As the voice of King Pengcheng fell, a golden-winged Dapeng exuding vast holy power condensed out of thin air, spread its wings, covered the sun and the sky, turned into a golden light and hit Ye Chen directly. So many saints can only capture an afterimage.

However, just as the golden-winged Dapeng approached Ye Chen's body, it seemed to have received some kind of calamity curse. The golden feathers covering the whole body were rapidly losing their luster, the breath of the whole body was rapidly declining, and it collapsed in the blink of an eye. In the void, completely turned into nothingness.

This attack, which could easily kill the saint, collapsed and disintegrated in an instant, without any effect.

Ye Chen's eyes looked at Saint King Pengcheng, his mind locked him, and he whispered in his heart: "The years are like a shuttle!"

In the next quarter of an hour, King Pengcheng felt an irresistible force of time shrouding him from the whole world. His muscles and bones were rapidly aging, and his soul was gradually decaying.

"Boom..."

Thousands of avenues roared around Saint King Pengcheng, and the avenues formed avenues of light visible to the naked eye, wrapping Saint King Pengcheng layer by layer. The strength nourishes the dry limbs and bones, and wants to compete with the power of the years.

Immediately afterwards, a rune like a dragon and a phoenix rushed out of every acupuncture point of Saint King Pengcheng, with a terrifying power to suppress the seal, forcibly blocked his own air machine, and removed his own breath from the dead starry sky. completely erased.

However, all this was in vain.

As long as Ye Chen's consciousness can lock him, Saint King Pengcheng will not be able to escape the invasion of the power of time, even if he uses the power of the Holy King's rules and the secret technique of suppressing seals, it will not help.

In just a few breaths, Saint King Pengcheng became much older, his whole body was covered with wrinkles, and he looked like he didn't have much life expectancy.

Saint King Pengcheng's pupils shrank suddenly, a fierce look flashed on his face, and he opened his mouth to spurt a halberd with a fiery golden glow, with vast holy prestige and boundless suffocation, smashing the void and severing Wan Dao instantly arrived in front of Ye Chen's puppet incarnation.

This is his holy king soldier!

When the Holy King of Pengcheng wants to come, as long as he can kill this Lu Ya, this magical power that can control the power of the years will be self-defeating!

"brush!"

Just when the golden halberd was about to touch Ye Chen, it suddenly disappeared without any waves in the void.

King Pengcheng was shocked, and he couldn't sense the position of his natal magic weapon no matter how he sensed it, and blurted out: "How is this possible?"

Saint King Longyao and many saints hidden in the dark are also shocked and inexplicable. Saint King Pengcheng is an unparalleled powerhouse at the peak of Saint King.

His natal magic weapon is a holy king soldier that can be passed down for endless years, and it disappeared so silently. This scene is far beyond everyone's imagination!

Even if it hits the God Soldier, it should be a spark, right?

By the way, the blood of the quasi emperor just now also disappeared without a trace. I am afraid it was not wiped out by that auspicious cloud, but was taken away by some kind of magical power or treasure!

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Sage King Long Yao is not in a hurry to take action at this time, just to let Sage King Pengcheng try this method of Lu pressure.

Saint King Pengcheng was completely panicked, his figure flashed, and he withdrew millions of miles away.

At this time, King Pengcheng felt that the power of the years had weakened his invasion a lot, and he calmed down a little. He raised his hand and swallowed a purple fruit exuding vast vitality into his belly. Endless vitality of life, in order to compete with the power of the years.

"Purple Butterfly Fruit!"

"If you swallow this fruit, you will prolong your life and consolidate the foundation of Taoism. The life essence in your body will skyrocket thousands of times in a short period of time. You are really rich!"

"As expected of the Holy King of the Primordial Peng Clan, he can even possess such rare treasures in the world!"

"Lu Ya is really strong. He quietly pushed the Holy King Pengcheng to such a situation. Where is Kunlun?"

...

Many powerhouses were shocked. The wealth of the Taikoo Peng Clan and the strength of Lu Ya made them unimaginable.

Ye Chen's eyebrows are raised lightly, time can only be performed when the target is locked. The King of Pengcheng has fled millions of miles away. Ye Chen's lock on him is somewhat vague. The role that time can play. Not as scary as before.

However, with just a few breaths, Saint King Pengcheng lost thousands of years of life, which is enough to see that the years are not simple.

"boom!"

At this moment, thousands of golden dragon shadows flashed out from the void, covering the sky overwhelmingly towards Ye Chen, crushing the void into a vacuum of destruction, wanting to take advantage of Ye Chen and Peng Cheng Sheng. The opportunity for Wang to fight, sneak attack and kill Ye Chen.

Protected by the heavens and clouds, Ye Chen didn't see the film and television of the dragon in the sky, raised his hand, and a purple-yellow treasure gourd appeared out of thin air in the palm of his hand.

Ye Chen lifted the lid of the gourd, and there was a ray of brilliance in the mouth of the gourd. It was more than three feet high, and a thing appeared on it. It was seven inches and five minutes long. It had a head, eyes and wings. The divine soul of the Holy King Longyao made the Holy King Longyao unconscious on the spot.

"Please turn around, baby." Ye Chen bowed slightly towards the purple-yellow treasure gourd.

"brush!"

The baby turned three times on the head of the Holy King Longyao, a dragon head as big as a mountain fell into the starry sky, and the headless corpse of the Holy King Longyao turned into a five-clawed golden dragon corpse thousands of miles long in the starry sky. The blood flowed into a river at the broken head, and there was no vitality.