Urban Medical God

"Perhaps there is Qilin Blood Grass near the ancestral land. Many strong men of our clan died there. Their corpses must be there!"

Qiu Shengming was a little entangled again. Once they got close, it meant getting involved in the center of the battlefield. With their strength, if they were accidentally involved in the fight, they would be wiped out instantly.

"There is a trace of dark energy remaining in my body. Maybe I can sneak in quietly with the help of space will to assimilate the breath."

"You're on the perimeter!"

Ye Chen said.

"No, this is too dangerous!"

Qiu Shengming flatly refused and wanted to say something, but she heard Ye Chen say: "I can not be discovered. Only in this way can I give it a try!"

After a long silence, Qiu Shengming had a complicated look on his face, and finally nodded slightly.

"In that direction"

The place he indicated with his finger was the center of the fighting storm.

"I'll come as soon as I go!"

Ye Chen's figure melted into the sea of ​​blood, and a dark mist floated into the distance.

boom!

The remains of the nine-headed dragon are still resisting. Many of the powerful men in the middle and late stages of the Infinite Realm have already died. Mr. Bo's chest is also rising and falling violently.

"Yellow Spring Finger!"

As soon as he pointed out, behind Mr. Bo, there was a dense forest, with countless figures moving around, and a strange legion wailing.

Whoosh!

Dressed in a simple dress, the silhouette of Jiuyou, with long hair like a waterfall, did not change his expression. There was no emotion in his golden eyes, surrounded only by three seemingly ordinary ancient swords.

"Is it the Nine God Sword?"

In the dark, Ye Chen couldn't help but click his tongue. These nine divine swords had caused him and Xue Ji to suffer a lot in the past, and the latter's martial arts will was instantly defeated.

Now with only three swords coming out, dozens of people in the middle and late stages of the Xuan Yao Realm's boundless realm are completely invincible!

Tsk!

The blood-stained divine sword tore into pieces the head of a fourth-level Infinite Realm man, and his soul was crushed instantly.

Roar!

The agile dragon body of the nine-headed dragon dodged, but it still couldn't escape the fate of one of its heads being chopped off. The ferocious head of the dragon at the neck was chopped off, with blood spraying out and endless wails.

Bo Jun's Senluowanxiang barely blocked the attack of the three divine swords. Jiuyou Gujing Wubo's eyes looked around everyone, and his right arm slowly raised, with just a hooking movement, another one appeared in the void. The sword comes out!

Click!

As soon as the sharp sword light came out, three more Wuliang fell. Behind the terrifying sword body, the space was cut off together.

"How is that possible? What kind of monster is this!"

The guy in front of him is obviously only in the Infinite Realm, but he is facing the cooperation of more than a dozen people without any pressure.

Bo Jun felt a deep sense of powerlessness and shouted: "Retreat!"

However, it was already too late. The corners of Jiuyou's mouth twitched slightly, and a trace of unknown killing intent flashed across his face. Nine swords came out at once, cutting off the entire space at the bottom of the blood spring, cutting off everyone's way to retreat.

"Light of Annihilation!"

The remaining eight ferocious dragon heads of the Nine-Headed Dragon spit out terrifying killing light. The breath that could tear apart ordinary and infinite powerful men was easily resolved by a wave of Jiuyou's raised right palm.

The retreat of the fierce fighting intensified, and a trace of black mist rose quietly, drifting into the distance.

"call"

This guy has such terrifying strength!

Ye Chen, who was still frightened, successfully bypassed the central battlefield and came to the location mentioned by Qiu Shengming, but was completely shocked by the scene in front of him.

A colorful unicorn is squatting. Even though it has been dead for thousands of years, its scales are still shiny and warm, exuding a soft aura.

Looking along the majestic holy body, Ye Chen couldn't help but be shocked. The majestic head was split in half by a sword!

Blood was still flowing from the ferocious sword wound.

"This Chaos Kirin actually had its head cut off and died! The key is that it cannot be resurrected."

The leader of the Qilin clan will never be weaker than the old man in gray and the Supreme Immortal Emperor that he has seen. Those colorful scales are exuding overwhelming fighting spirit, and the spiritual power in Ye Chen's body is already disordered just by being close to him. .

He quickly used Hongmeng Starry Sky and Samsara Holy Soul Sky, and felt a little better.

The supreme Qilin, a legendary clan, met such a miserable end!

The purple blood stains scattered on the ground will last forever, and the minced meat and broken bones mottled the entire area. One can imagine the fierce battle back then.

"call"

Ye Chen suddenly paused, it was still alive?

That slight gasp made Ye Chen's scalp numb instantly. Such an existence that shocked the past and the present is still alive!

"No way!"

Focusing his eyes again, no matter how unbelievable it was, the Qilin in front of him slowly raised his head that was broken into two halves.

"You're here. I felt your breath before eons ago!"

A deep voice came out.

"On top of that Leiyin Temple, you are the only one who survived. I have deduced everything, but you were robbed!"

Ye Chen's body trembled suddenly!

Is the eternal scene that I have personally experienced true or false?

"My son, Autumn Wind, have you ever seen it?"

Ye Chen thought of Qiu Feng, and finally nodded slightly.

"well"

"Take it!"

One glance revealed Ye Chen's past. Old Qilin sighed softly, and covered with blood stains, a fairy grass burning with purple blood light floated into his hands.

Click!

In an instant, the Martial Arts Reincarnation Picture actually emitted a burst of dazzling light, and a golden scroll slowly opened. However, there was no magnificent scene of mountains and rivers inside, but instead a ruins.

In the picture scroll that reveals the sky, a majestic figure uses the martial arts reincarnation picture as a shadow, reflecting the incarnation. The long purple hair reaches the waist, and the appearance is handsome. Compared with the old friend Qiu Feng on the top of Leiyin Temple, he looks a bit more. Cold.

He was tall and had a natural killing intent in his eyes, looking like a god of death from hell.