My Master is Super Strong But Too Steady

Is this person the master of the congenital Taoist fetus?

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

Ye Chen's hidden talent can hide all auras, even though many powerhouses hidden in the void are far superior to Ye Chen, they have nothing to gain.

Shengwang Pengcheng asked coldly, "Who are you?"

"Poverty Dao is originally a Kunlun guest, and he has practiced Taoism for thousands of years. I am free to travel in the heavens and worlds, and I am free to scatter the saints."

Ye Chen chanted aloud, with a carefree and carefree attitude, like a wild crane in the clouds.

When everyone heard this, they were all shocked.

This person said too much, even the emperor dared not brag like this, could it be that he is really a worldly expert?

Or, is this person just playing tricks?

Kunlun?

Which world is this?

Why 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, Luya, please go to death!"

Hearing this, everyone jumped wildly. The pupils of Shengwang Pengcheng burst into two bright golden lights, piercing the void in front of them with two hundred miles of cracks, and said with a grinning smile: "What a big tone! Let me see What means do you have?"

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

However, when this golden-winged roc was within a hundred miles of Ye Chen's body, it seemed to have received some kind of catastrophe curse. The golden feathers covering the whole body were rapidly losing their luster, the breath of the whole body was rapidly fading, and it collapsed in the blink of an eye. In the void, completely turned into nothingness.

This kind of attack, which could easily kill a saint, collapsed in an instant, without any effect.

Ye Chen looked at the Holy King Pengcheng, locked on it with his thoughts, and whispered in his heart: "Time flies!"

the next quarter of an hour,

The Holy King Pengcheng felt an irreversible force of time engulfing him from the whole world. His muscles and bones were rapidly aging, and his soul was gradually decaying.

"Boom..."

Thousands of avenues roared endlessly around the body of the Holy King Pengcheng, and the avenues formed the avenues of light visible to the naked eye, wrapping the Holy King Pengcheng layer by layer, and the divine power in his body surged crazily, crazily devouring the heaven and earth in the starry sky. Strength nourishes the dry limbs and bones, trying to contend with the power of the years.

Immediately afterwards, a rune like a dragon and a phoenix burst out from each of the acupuncture points of the Holy King Pengcheng. completely erased.

However, all this is in vain.

As long as Ye Chen's consciousness can lock him, the Saint King Pengcheng will not be able to escape the attack of the power of time, even using the power of the Saint King's rules and suppressing secret techniques will not help.

After a few breaths, the Holy King Pengcheng became much older, his whole body was covered with wrinkles, and he looked like he had no lifespan.

Shengwang Pengcheng's pupils shrank suddenly, and a fierce look flashed across his face. He opened his mouth and spewed out a halberd shining with fiery golden lights. With vast holy power and boundless evil spirit, he smashed the void, cut off the Wan Dao was in front of Ye Chen's puppet incarnation in an instant.

This is exactly his holy king soldier!

In the mind of the Holy King Pengcheng, as long as this Luya can be killed, this kind of supernatural power that can control the power of time will be self-defeating!

"brush!"

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

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

Sacred King Longyao and many saints hidden in the dark were also inexplicably shocked. Sacred King Pengcheng was an unrivaled powerhouse at the pinnacle of a holy king. Such a silent disappearance, this scene is far beyond everyone's imagination!

Even if it's a collision with God's Soldier, there should be sparks, right?

By the way, the tainted blood of the quasi-emperor also disappeared without a trace. I'm afraid it wasn't wiped out by that auspicious cloud, but was taken away by some kind of magical power or treasure!

The Sacred King Longyao was not in a hurry to make a move at this time, and it happened that the Sacred King Pengcheng could try this method of Lu Ya.

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

At this time, Shengwang Pengcheng felt that the power of time had weakened his invasion a lot, and he felt a little calm in his heart. He raised his hand and swallowed a purple fruit exuding vast vitality into his stomach, and a majestic wave emerged in his body. Endless life energy, to compete with the power of the years.

"Purple Butterfly Fruit!"

"If you swallow this kind of fruit, you will prolong your life and strengthen your Dao foundation. The life essence in your body will increase by a thousand times in a short period of time. You are really rich and powerful!"

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

"Lu Ya is really strong. He has forced the Holy King Pengcheng into such a situation without a sound. Where is Kunlun?"

...

Many powerhouses were shocked. The wealth of the ancient Peng clan and the strength of Lu Ya were beyond their imagination.

Ye Chen raised his eyebrows lightly. Time flies only when he is locked on the target before he can cast it. The Saint King Pengcheng fled millions of miles away. Ye Chen's lock on him is somewhat vague. Not as scary as before.

However, those few breathing efforts just now caused Shengwang Pengcheng to lose thousands of years of life, which is enough to show that the speed of time is not easy.

"boom!"

At this moment, tens of thousands of golden dragon shadows flashed out from the void, covering Ye Chen overwhelmingly, smashing the void into a vacuum of destruction, trying to take advantage of Ye Chen and Sheng Pengcheng. When the king fought against each other, he attacked and beheaded Ye Chen.

Guarded by Qingyun from the heavens, Ye Chen ignored the sky-filled dragon movie, raised his hand, and a purple-yellow treasure gourd appeared out of thin air in his palm, surrounded by red light and white light, revealing a deep and terrifying murderous intent.

Ye Chen lifted the cover of the gourd, a ray of light burst out from the mouth of the gourd, more than three feet high, and a thing appeared on it, seven inches and five cents long, with a head, eyes and wings, two white lights in the eyes, nailed thousands of miles away The 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 treasure spun 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 body of the Holy King Longyao turned into a five-clawed golden dragon thousands of miles long in the starry sky. Blood flowed like a river at the severed head, and there was no life.

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