My Simping System

　　 Ye An panted slightly, a little cold sweat on his forehead——

　　The magic sword is inverse, it sounds simple, but it's another matter to get started.

　　 A sword repelled Chen Che and cut off the body of'Chen Lao', but it also drained Ye An's spiritual power.

　　 Dadao profound arts work again, and the continuous aura is refilled again.

　　 But the faint erosion of evil spirits has brought him more and more negative effects.

　　 There is no time to take care of this right now.

　　 Ye An breathed a sigh of relief, and his eyes fell on Chen Che who barely got up.

　　 The son of luck, who is still in the novice period, has quickly broken through the realm of strength.

　　 It was only a short period of time, and the other party was a little short of being able to tie Ye An.

　　 Although the opportunities given to Chen Che by heaven are extremely rich.

　　 But perhaps this has to consider the logic of reality after all, or perhaps it is also the effect of the Jade of Fortune that played a role, which further restricted Chen Che's trip to Long Aotian.

　　 Otherwise, the way of heaven would directly make Chen Che a **** and destroy the Zhongzhou Temple with bare hands. Wouldn't it be an easier and simpler way?

　　 "The so-called power of stars... this is it?"

　　 Ye An slowly raised the long sword, the point of the sword pointed directly at the center of Chen Che's eyebrows.

　　 And the Star Rainbow Sword in his hand, after some tossing with divine art, cracks have spread on the sword.

　　 "I have practiced the power of stars for decades, the last soul of my respected master..."

　　 Chen Che was shocked by that magical technique and was uncomfortable.

　　 I only felt that the power of the stars in my body was extremely disordered, and even almost started to say, being corroded by the evil spirits around me.

　　 His body is trembling and his complexion is terrible.

　　 "However, he was cut off by a sword."

　　 "Is this the Zhongzhou Temple that complies with the destiny?"

　　 "Simply cut off the efforts of ordinary people for decades..."

　　 Chen Che lowered his head slightly and laughed at himself.

　　 He thought that in this secret realm, he had some abilities to defeat Ye An, but he didn't.

　　 Ye An frowned slightly, and said: "Decades?"

　　 "Are you stupid when you refine the star ring? How long has the outside time passed, and how can there be decades?"

　　 This is Chen Che's golden finger, the kind of space that can delay the passage of time is working.

　　 also greatly enhanced his strength, adding excuses and reasons in disguise.

　　 He could naturally guess that Chen Che would have this kind of golden finger, but he didn't expect that the other party had lost his mind and said it directly.

　　 Ye An continued: "Not to mention..."

　　 "Your so-called star power is just a degraded divine power."

　　 "Divine power is bestowed by heaven, the ability to manipulate the laws of the plane."

　　 "In a certain situation, you are simply the proud child of the destiny, but you are so modest that you can call yourself the name of an ordinary person, which is a bit fake."

　　 What he looks down a bit is that the vested interests already earn a lot of money, but they always call themselves ordinary people to disgust real ordinary people.

　　 Chen Che stood on the vent, and under the gift of heaven, his strength was advancing rapidly, but he always thought that this was his own effort as an ordinary person.

　　 This can be called...the ultimate Versailles.

　　 Chen Che smiled coldly, and said, "That's what the altar said... But what qualifications do you have to say about me?"

　　 "Am I about to die in your hands?"

　　 Ye An frowned slightly.

　　 Although he is curious about the so-called "altar", the crisis is close at hand, and he still doesn't know what Chen Che will do.

　　 is just a glimpse of the line of sight, the corner of his gaze is on the ring altar in the distance.

　　 "But actually, you dare not kill me."

　　 Chen Che let out a long sigh of relief, and said, "The altar has told me many things, and at the same time, he also made me the leader of this enchantment."

　　 "Qingxue has already left, and here... only you and me are left."

　　 Ye An said solemnly: "So?"

　　 Chen Che is not afraid of death, and calmly said: "So, once you kill me and the secret is closed, you will be trapped in the ruins of the ancient country forever."

　　 "The passage to leave the secret realm will soon be closed. At that time, the evil spirit will erode your body."

　　 Chen Che paused for a moment, and said word by word:

　　 "Either leave alive or die here, Saint Son of Zhongzhou Temple-you have no choice."

　　 Ye An looked surprised.

　　 His expression quickly calmed down, and the hand holding the sword was still steady.

"That's great."

　　 Ye An said: "You don't think that only you have gold fingers?"

　　 Chen Che was taken aback for a moment, "What?"

　　 The voice fell——

　　 Then he heard the sound of breaking through the air, a bit of cold light had arrived, and the sharp sword air burst out.

　　咻!

　　 the sound, the blood is scattered.

　　 Chen Che was caught off guard, his pupils shrank quickly, and his face was so surprised that he couldn't speak.

　　 He lowered his head slightly and fixed his eyes.

　　 The broken arm, which was formed by the power of the stars before, was cut off again.

　　 Blood spurts.

　　 Chen Che choked with stride, stepped back a few steps, clutched his **** severed arm, and roared in pain.

　　 He thought that this deterrent situation would be a good way to contain Ye An, so that there is no need to leapfrog the challenge, even if the realm gap is large, he will eventually win the game.

　　 But the intense pain surged through the perception, making his consciousness almost collapsed.

　　 How could I think that Ye An could not help but move his sword.

　　 "It hurts so much."

　　 Ye An frowned slightly and couldn't help cursing.

　　 Perhaps the sword that was cut on Chen Che's body has already turned into a scourge and fell on Qixi.

　　 It’s not a way to kill, and it’s not a way to not kill—

　　 So the final situation was as usual, cutting off Chen Che's cultivation.

　　 "You want to die with me?"

　　 Chen Che gritted his teeth and laughed.

　　 "My brother, why be afraid of death!"

　　 "Come on!"

　　 If he dies, he will have secret techniques and chances to help him reincarnate and rebirth. At that time, a new name and a different appearance will be a new beginning, and the problem will be even more difficult.

　　 "Come on? Come when you come? You die if you want?"

　　 Ye An said coldly, and then brandished a long sword——

　　 cut off Chen Che's other arm again.

　　 didn't break Chen Che cleanly, but instead used it as torture.

　　 Chen Che had scarlet eyes and screamed in pain.

　　 "Without any skill, I flickered to the harem and teammates when I painted a big pie."

　　 "It's the retribution that will be reported again, and it is a three-handed appointment for a little thing...!"

　　咻!

　　 Use the sharp star rainbow long sword to break the spiritual veins and tendons of this child of luck.

　　 The power of the stars condensed in the opponent's body also spread quickly like smoke.

　　 Chen Che, who had been extremely proud before, was bloodied and wounded all over his body.

　　 He gritted his teeth, cold sweat oozing from his forehead, and screamed in pain.

　　 In fact, in this situation, he just wanted to die.

　　 But this is really difficult to do.

　　 "I satirize other people's chances, and turned out to be the heaviest pig standing on the wind."

　　 "It's going against the sky at every turn, but even the move of "against the sky" was arranged by the way of heaven..."

　　 Sword Qi pours out like a gust of wind, piercing every vital point of the spiritual vein, and even his hamstrings are broken.

　　 Accompanied by the last painful scream, Chen Che finally could not stand up, his body slumped to the ground weakly, and his expression was bleak.

　　 This is not humane, and the method is very in line with the villain's standards, especially the other party is still the son of luck with the protagonist's aura.

　　 Ye An's complexion was bleak, and he didn't feel pain or regret for Chen Che. He had already seen Qixi's long censure and punishment.

"what are you saying……?"

　　 Chen Che clenched his teeth, even though his body was dripping with blood, he tried his best not to scream, "Kill me...!"

　　 "It's pretty beautiful to think about."

　　 The blood was also splashed on Ye An's body and face.

　　 Ye An erected the sword on the ground, let out a long sigh of relief, and then moved his mind.

　　 "For you, killing you actually gives you a chance to escape, even if your soul is scattered. Chen Che, I guess you must have been reincarnated and reborn, maybe you can be reborn a second time."

　　 "But if you plant a brand in your divine consciousness, it might not be easy to say."

　　 Chen Che's calm expression quickly became flustered.

　　 "The Brand of God's Sense?"

　　 He was stunned for a moment, and then shouted in a panic and anxiously: "This is a forbidden technique set by your holy temple! It is a rule set by your majesty!"

　　 "Are you going to go against..."

　　 Chen Che has not finished speaking yet.

　　 saw Ye An draw his sword again.

　　咻!

　　 It was another sword stabbed, blood gushing, causing Chen Che to scream in pain, and what he wanted to say before was also swallowed abruptly.

　　 "The rule set by Her Majesty? Her Majesty?"

　　 Ye An slowly squatted down and grabbed Chen Che's hair.

　　 Immediately, his index finger touched the center of Chen Che's forehead.

　　The idea of ​​divine consciousness emerged, using the index finger and the center of the eyebrows as a bridge to flock into the sea of ​​divine consciousness of Chen Che.

　　The reason why the brand of God's consciousness is a forbidden technique, except that it causes great harm to the subject.

　　 also has a very strong negative effect on the operator.

　　 Following the banning laws issued by the temple, temple personnel from all over the mainland patrolled around, and it took a long time for them to completely prohibit the branding of the gods.

　　 But now, as the Son of God, Ye An is going to personally violate this principle of prayer.

　　 At this moment, I am in the secret realm of the quiet sea, isolated from the world.

　　 Even though the hands and eyes of the people in the outer temple are open to the sky, and their spiritual consciousness is keen, it is absolutely impossible to detect Ye An's forbidden technique.

　　 "Will you still consider your Majesty the Empress?"

　　 "If I don't want to do anything, I'm afraid that in three or four years, Her Majesty the Empress will kill you and you will demolish the Zhongzhou Temple."

　　 The voice fell.

　　 Ye An's heart moved, and the divine consciousness slowly outlined the branding pattern in Chen Che's consciousness.

　　 This process will take quite a long time, and the load on Ye An is also great——

　　The ‘pen and ink~www.wuxiaspot.com~ used to plant the branding pattern is Ye An’s own spiritual knowledge, spiritual energy, evil spirit, or magical power, which cannot be achieved.

　　 At that time, Chen Che screamed in pain again, his consciousness seemed to be split and it was unbearable.

　　If you continue like this, there is no doubt that even if Chen Che does not die, it will take a very long time to alleviate the stigma from now on.

　　 It takes countless kinds of interlocking opportunities and foreshadowing, leading to a certain hermit master who can remove his spiritual stigma.

　　 After all, it is already very difficult to plant the imprint of God's consciousness, and it is even more difficult to completely erase it.

　　 But obviously.

　　 The Way of Heaven cannot allow time to continue like this.

　　 In the dim and silent starry sky, a crack suddenly grew.

　　 A beam of golden light, like the morning sun in the early morning, casts down through the cracks.

　　 crunch...!

　　 The strange sound of the secret barrier shocked Ye An and Chen Che.

　　 Ye An blinked, slowly raising his head.

　　 But there was a loud noise--

　　 Boom!

　　 Brilliant golden light projected down on the sky, and the divine power in the sky eroded the surrounding evil like a tide.

　　 A slender figure dressed in white, floating peacefully outside the barrier.

　　 She held the golden holy spear and looked down calmly and condescendingly.

　　 That person is... Qixi.

　　 Ye An thought that Heavenly Dao might give Chen Che another chance to escape——

　　 For example, the sudden appearance of the Yangkang dragon fish, the mysterious altar, or even Mu Qingxue's return...There are countless possibilities.

　　 So he was fully prepared in the process of planting the imprint of God's consciousness.

　　 But he didn't expect...

　　 This time.

　　 Her Majesty the Empress came in person.