The City’s Strongest Immortal Emperor

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"Boom--!"

Between heaven and earth, the space is fragmented, the chaos roars, and the five elements of golden wood, water, fire, and earth are horizontal and horizontal, and countless gorgeous energy fluctuations and the power of laws are stirred in this thousands of miles. This battle is really amazing, beyond the imagination of all witnesses.

From Ye Chen to Lingxiao Holy Land, but half an hour.

There are nine gods and more than twenty elders fall into their hands. At least two or three of the five True Immortal Daoists taught. Tens of thousands of Jindan monks in the Holy Land of Lingxiao, blood sprinkled the sky, and even this generation of Divine Lord in the Holy Land of Lingxiao was hit by Ye Chen into the Great Lake, and his life and death were unknown.

Such terrifying power, terrifying, shocked all the monks in the galaxy.

"How is his son so terrible?"

There is an elderly Tianjun who looks directly at the giant ape and keeps talking in his mouth.

"With the power of the true monarch, press the true immortal sect. When did my galaxy come out with such a peerless character? That year, Ling Xiao true immortal, but that's the case."

The ancestor of the Red Lotus of Penglai Mountain shook his head, his eyes could not stop the horror.

Mingshuang stood behind him, her long hair flying like a cloud, her slender figure, and a pair of beautiful eyes cut in autumn water staring at Ye Chen, as if she had known Ye Chen for the first time.

so horrible!

The power shown by Ye Chen is far beyond the imagination of the galaxy monks. At this moment, he is just doing tricks, but the leapfrog killed a lot of Yuanying's early and even mid-term monks. This is the pinnacle of everyone's imagination.

Only Venerable Peng understands that the galaxy’s Taoism is incomplete, and the rules do not exist. Therefore, the Yuanying cultivated in this domain is strictly a pseudo Yuanying, at least a little lower than the true Yuanying monk.

Therefore, the five great immortal Taoist masters and the **** general Kunlun are only the early Yuanying, the strongest black robe god, barely counting the middle Yuanyuan. But this still cannot cover Ye Chen's invincibility. Out of the way to cut down the Yuanying, still so crushed, even the Xinghai Great Church such as Wanxianmen and Changshengjiao have no such peerless arrogance. Venerable Peng only heard that in the Central Xinghai World, among those top holy celestial ancestors, there is such a young supreme!

"It is worthy of the rebirth of Xianzong's great power. If he became a Yuanying infant, wouldn't he be the same?"

Thinking of this, even Venerable Peng shivered.

The gap between out-of-the-earth and Yuanying is far inferior to Yuanying and Aikido. That is the difference between heaven and earth. It is the gap between man and God. Together, in the depths of the Xinghai, the ancestors can be called ancestors, as one religion, one domain god, or even the ancestors and creation gods of certain races!

Ye Chenruo Yuanying is the same, that is the real Megatron Xinghai, and can be compared with the youngest supreme!

"Lingxiao Holy Land God Lord is defeated like this?"

Many people still don't believe it, but the monk who is known as the first strongest person in the galaxy in the past, can't even block Ye Chen's blow? That Lingxiao Holy Land is too weak.

The only two True Immortal Daoists were in charge. The muscles and bones smashed by Ye Chen were broken, hematemesis retreated, and they looked back. They escaped anyway, the black robe god, but was hit by Ye Chen into the depths of the lake.

"boom--!"

At this time, the lake exploded, the mountain crumbled, and the black robe **** broke out with the sword.

The dark blood-stained sword in his hand steadily sounded, and a dim black light bloomed, enveloping the black robe **** in it. That is a peerless treasure, only half a step away from the Divine Treasure. It was made by Ling Xiao Zhenxian personally and forged with extremely rare Demon Blood Mithril. According to legend, the blood of the Divine Demon was sprinkled in the mountains In the first place, after transforming into raw steel and refining it into a weapon, it is extremely powerful, extremely sharp, with a trace of divine power, it can hurt you!

But at the moment, the black robe **** was also embarrassed. The black robe on his body was torn and scattered, showing the armor that shone with metallic luster inside. Without this mysterious armor protector, he had been smashed into a patty by Ye Chen.

"Ye last name, you and I will never die!"

The God Lord looked around and saw that the holy land of Lingxiao was so miserable, roaring to the sky, filled with endless killing and monstrous murderousness. His breath was soaring, and he broke through the mid-Yuanying mid-term and stepped into the late Yuanying directly.

Everyone only felt that the sky seemed to be filled with endless oppression and deterrence like a black sun hung in the sky.

"Come again!"

Ye Chen burst into beckoning waves and photographed a vast mountain from a distance. He picked up the mountain and hit the Divine Lord in the sky. At the moment, the black robe **** really showed the horror cultivation behavior of the late Yuan Ying. He turned the blood **** blade in the hand, the sword light was lingering, the sky was shredded, and the sword was cut out, with the blood red horse training, even Ye Chen was directly in the hand. Thousands of mountains are chopped up.

"Boom!"

Ye Chen continuously attracted seven or eight peaks with supreme mana, and was cut by the black robe god. He simply took out Tianbao and fought against the black robe **** with the Tianbao he had taken from Tianjun.

But the blood-stained sword in the hands of the black robe deity is indeed a peerless treasure, so sharp that it is unimaginable.

"Dang Dang Dang--!"

After several collisions, the Tianbao in Ye Chen's hands shattered, and even the broken army sword he created by his own hand whined, suffered heavy damage, and wailed.

"The surnamed Ye, my magic sword, was made by the ancestors. The entire galaxy, no one can beat you, will be able to cut you!"

The black robe deity laughed wildly, holding a blood-stained sword in the void, pulling out a scar of **** sword. Those knife marks twisted and rotated, but did not disappear, but instead, as if they were essentially, they emit a strange light, which is very strange.

"Really."

Ye Chen disdains cold hum, simply discards Tianbao, and pulls out the fist frame with both hands, like the fairy crane dance sky, like Penglong disk column, like a full bow and big string, like a lotus bloom. The bright golden light burst from Ye Chen's fist, breaking the void with one punch, and colliding with the blood-stained sword.

"boom--!"

The black robe **** was forced to retreat for the first time.

He stared at Ye Chen's hands with horror, and saw Ye Chen's palm hard against the blood-stained black knife, but there was no injury. He couldn't help but be shocked: "What kind of fist are you, how can you carry my **** knife with my body!"

"dead!"

Ye Chen, a pair of golden pupils, murderous Ling Yun.

He punched the void with his fists and burst into endless golden fists. Nether Realm Fist was urged to its peak by Ye Chen. This is the Abyss Hades, which relies on the fist of the universe. At this moment, after half a step of Tianjun’s cultivation, Ye Chen can show a trace of power, but it is also terrifying. Pole top.

"boom--!"

At that moment, the laws of the heavens groaned under the golden fist wheel.

The void is cracked by Ye Chen's pair of fists. The black robe **** is not as good as Ye Chen. Now it is hard to resist the magic fist of the Netherworld, and it can't support it.

"Boom Boom Boom--!"

Under the count of fists, even the dark blade of the blood **** knife made a buzzing whine, which seemed to be unable to bear Ye Chen's fist.

"Impossible, how could your fist be harder than my sword?"

The black robe **** master can't imagine that the blood-stained sword is said to be able to hurt together. Does Ye Chen's flesh have been condensed to the level of the common power? Then he should have crushed sentient beings and swept away all the enemies. Why should he fight with them and kill him?

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