Xiuxian: I really don’t want to be a bootlicker!

Ye Chen spoke calmly.

But one word made Patriarch Beiming furious.

Of course he can't beat the champion.

He used a secret method to refine the water from the underworld, which ordinary cultivators would avoid, into the water from the North Underworld.

But even a treasure body cannot withstand the defilement of a person's golden body, and is eventually corroded and refined.

With this skill, Patriarch Beiming is quite famous among Nascent Soul.

It just happened to be restrained by the Xuanwu Spirit on the Chariot of Champion King Beidi.

In addition, being in the territory of Dachu, I was worried about being discovered by the ancestors of Dachu, so I didn't try my best.

But even so, most of the time, the fight is against the champion.

But who would have thought that the champion only kept the occasional scenes of being pressed and beaten and made them into a photographic stone.

When the news spread, the ancestor of Beiming was embarrassed to meet his colleagues recently.

There was a trade fair in the Nascent Soul stage, and Patriarch Beiming was too embarrassed to attend.

After all, for Tianjiao, it is glory to kill the enemy beyond the ranks.

But for the monks who were defeated by leaping through the ranks, it was a shame.

After all, if you can't even defeat a monk whose level is lower than yours, what is he if you're not a waste?

Therefore, behind every genius who surpasses the ranks and defeats the enemy, there are countless monks who are shameless.

…

"Die to me..."

Ancestor Beiming was furious. After several inspections, he confirmed that there were no guardians around.

Ancestor Beiming waved his hand, and a stream of azure water, like a nine-day waterfall, swept towards Ye Chen, trying to refine Ye Chen.

Ancestor Zhan Ye also followed mysterious steps and silently came behind Ye Chen.

His eyes flashed.

Even in the sky, countless terrifying sword intentions appeared, like sword rain, shooting towards Ye Chen who was standing on the chariot.

The two of them made a killing move as soon as they made a move.

Apparently he was worried about Ye Chen's background and wanted to make a quick decision.

The Nascent Soul monk is tyrannical.

Can affect heaven and earth.

The move even carries the general trend of heaven and earth, making people feel as if they are standing alone on the opposite side of heaven and earth, feeling fearful in their hearts.

But Ye Chen didn't care about this.

Just a thought.

The chariot of heaven and earth activated under his feet, as if it had completely transformed into a great sun.

Ye Chen stood on it, bathing in the cauldron of mother energy of all things, his black hair dancing wildly, and his body exuding crystal brilliance, just like the emperor of heaven.

The next moment, it crashed straight towards the ancestor of Beiming.

Completely ignoring the sea of ​​Beiming in front of him.

Ancestor Beiming felt the breath of the chariot, his face changed, and the sea of ​​​​Ming became more violent and rushed towards Ye Chen, trying to submerge Ye Chen.

However, when the Sea of ​​Beiming approached Ye Chen, a dark spiritual shadow appeared above the chariot.

It was covered in a pitch-black carapace and had eight legs. It had a terrifying aura that was so indescribable that people couldn't even look directly at it.

Appears only for a moment.

The entire sea of ​​​​Northern Underworld solidified instantly.

The chariot directly broke through the Beiming Sea. The Beiming Sea, which could corrode treasure bodies and treasure weapons, could not touch the chariot in the slightest.

In just a blink of an eye, the chariot rushed in front of Patriarch Beiming.

Ancestor Beiming opened his eyes wide, his pupils full of disbelief.

Could it be that the mysterious figure that disappeared just now was a cricket?

The cricket is the most peculiar existence among the ten ancient evils.

Because other races have innate bloodline terrors.

Like real dragon, phoenix, unicorn and so on.

But crickets are different. This species is just ants in the water, and is regarded as nourishment by other spiritual creatures in the water.

And its lifespan is extremely short.

But in the ancient times, the cricket ancestor bucked the trend and stood at the top of the immortal world, with terrifying combat power.

Achieve the reputation of the Ten Evils.

There are very few crickets that can grow up.

But every one who rises from the ants is extremely terrifying.

No one dared to provoke him.

In the water, even Xuanwu would retreat.

And there is actually a cricket spirit in this chariot?

How is this possible?

But then something happened that shocked Patriarch Beiming even more.

The shadow on the chariot changed again.

The shadow of a roc bird appeared.

The speed of the chariot suddenly reached its extreme speed, at least dozens of times faster.

Ancestor Beiming didn't react at all, and the chariot rushed in front of him.

Then the roc disappeared, and the true dragon's shadow emerged.

The killing power of the chariot skyrocketed.

At the moment of collision, the body of Beiming Ancestor exploded into blood mist.

At the last moment, Patriarch Beiming only had time to exhale: "Zhan Ye, save me!"

…

And at this moment.

Ancestor Zhanye's sword rain also fell.

Ye Chen didn't even look at it, completely ignoring Jian Yu.

Jian Yu deliberately avoided the chariot and attacked Ye Chen himself.

But the moment he touched the Xuanhuang mother's energy around Ye Chen, everything was melted away.

Only the sound of dripping water drops was left.

Ye Chen turned the car around, slowly came back to his senses, and looked at Ancestor Zhan Ye leisurely: "Your name is Zhan Ye?"

Ancestor Zhanye looked ugly.

The treasures Ye Chen possesses are ridiculously powerful.

His own sword rain couldn't even break through the Xuanhuang mother's energy.

Not to mention that there were three ten evil spirits on top of the chariot.

In just a moment, I saw crickets, real dragons, and Kunpeng.

Who knows if there are more.

Even if the opponent is only a golden elixir, there is no way to defeat him.

Ancestor Zhanye wanted to retreat at this moment.

But he has begun to worry that he may not be able to retreat.

"I can change my name!"

Ancestor Zhanye spoke without hesitation.

Able to bend and stretch.

Hope to leave here.

However, Ye Chen's lips curled up, and he wanted to run away when he saw that he couldn't beat me?

There are so many good things.

Besides, anyone who sees me showing off will die.

"You make it difficult for me to deal with it. Not only is your name bold and taboo, but you also know too much."

Speaking calmly, the chariot has already roared towards the ancestor Zhan Ye.

The spirit of Kunpeng reappeared.

The terrifying speed increased again.

A haze flashed across the eyes of the ancestor Zhan Ye, and he said without hesitation: "Sword!"

In an instant, the long sword with a scabbard on his back flew up.

In the void, it slowly came out of the scabbard half an inch.

In an instant, the terrifying sword intent like the sea swept across a hundred miles, captivating people.

The old ancestor Zhan Ye looked at Ye Chen with a cold face: "I have a sword, which is nurtured day and night. As long as it is not unsheathed, it can become stronger every day..."

"I have nurtured this sword for five hundred years."

"After it is truly unsheathed, it can overturn the sea and break the river, destroy the city and open the sky. Even the middle stage of the Nascent Soul cannot be stopped and must die. The late stage of the Nascent Soul will also be seriously injured..."

"I advise you to leave a way out when you do things..."

"You are a genius. Even if you can survive with these treasures, you will be seriously injured. If your origin is damaged, your immortal path may be cut off. Is it worth it?"

Ye Chen smiled. Just one sentence made the old ancestor Zhan Ye furious instantly.

"You also bring a sword..."

The old ancestor Zhan Ye, who had never suffered such humiliation, could no longer bear it.

The long sword was completely unsheathed at this moment.

The surrounding world was distorted, and the spiritual power was boiling.

A thousand-meter sword energy that seemed to be able to split the world came down with a bang...

Under this sword intent.

Both Ye Chen and the Emperor of Heaven's chariot were like ants.

It seemed that the sword energy would crush it in the next moment.

The ground a thousand meters below the chariot had been pressed by the sword energy to leave a sword mark, like a canyon.

However, Ye Chen's expression was still calm.

He just looked at it calmly.

At the moment when the sword energy fell, a small grass swaying in the wind appeared on the Emperor's chariot. It had nine leaves, and the leaves swayed, waving a sword energy.

This sword energy was very small.

But the ancestor Zhan Ye, who had been immersed in the sword for 800 years, showed a look of horror.

The two collided in the next moment.

The huge sword energy that had been nurtured for 300 years seemed to destroy the world.

It exploded...

It set off an endless turbulence.

And the small sword energy seemed to penetrate the turbulence.

The next moment, it came in front of the flying sword and chopped it up.

The flying sword broke into pieces...

Taoist Zhan Ye vomited blood instantly and said in horror: "Is this the spirit of the nine-leaf sword grass?"

The nine-leaf sword grass is also one of the ten evils.

Its identity is even more peculiar, it is a grass, not even a spiritual grass, but an ordinary grass.

This is the first time in the world of immortal cultivation.

Ye Chen smiled and nodded in approval.

I like to fight with these knowledgeable people.

There is a sense of accomplishment.

The chariot did not stop, and it came with a roar.

It was going to run down in the next moment.

Taoist Zhan Ye was completely desperate, and at the last moment he remembered something: "This is the lost chariot of the Ten Evils of the Emperor of Heaven, you are actually the descendant of the Emperor of Heaven..."

However, before he finished speaking, the chariot had already run down.

Taoist Zhan Ye turned into a blood mist and fell completely.

Ye Chen raised his hand and took out the Human Emperor Banner, and began to collect souls skillfully.

The soul of the Nascent Soul stage cannot be missed.

Ye Chen attaches great importance to the Human Emperor Banner, which has unlimited growth and can become stronger as long as there is a strong soul.

When he reaches the end of the immortal road, find someone to send it.

The treasures reflected are absolutely unimaginable.

…

Dealt with Taoist Zhan Ye.

Ye Chen restored the chariot to its normal state.

Ye Chen was very satisfied with the Emperor's chariot, which could attack or defend, and was almost omnipotent.

But there was also a disadvantage, that was that it consumed too much energy.

Every time one of the Ten Evil Spirits was activated, even if it was only for a moment, the spiritual energy and blood were rapidly consumed.

Blood was fine, with the innate supreme heart constantly replenishing it, it could barely hold on.

But the spiritual energy recovery speed was really not up to par.

Even though Ye Chen's spiritual energy recovery speed was already unimaginably fast for the outside world, it still couldn't keep up.

So on weekdays when he had nothing to do, he could only use it as a car.

He wanted to sacrifice all the Ten Evil Spirits to show off.

The price was too high...

Ye Chen stopped standing and sat down, looking at the Beiming Sea that drifted away silently: "Where is the Beiming Ancestor going?"

Beiming Ancestor is not dead.

After his physical body was knocked open just now, it merged into the Beiming Sea.

He restrained his breath and wanted to escape silently.

But Ye Chen had already seen through it.

It was just that the man dared to call Zhan Ye, so Ye Chen went to deal with the ancestor Zhan Ye first.

Hearing this.

The speed of the North Sea increased and swept away.

Ye Chen's expression did not change, and the small bell on his head shook gently.

The next moment, a bell rang.

The world seemed to be silent at this moment.

The seal left by the ancestor of the North Sea, Zhan Ye, exploded directly under the sound of the bell.

The world returned to its normal appearance.

And the sea of ​​the underworld shook violently, and was actually directly dissipated by the sound of the bell...

The figure of the ancestor of the North Sea reappeared.

He vomited blood and looked at Ye Chen in disbelief.

In his eyes, there was nothing but fear.

The chariot of the Emperor of Heaven, the descendant of the Emperor of Heaven.

There is such a thing in the world?

Is it Hua Yunfei of the Tianyan Holy Land? I'm afraid that he is not as terrifying as this person when he is in the golden elixir stage.

The ancestor of the North Sea no longer wants to move, but just wants to wait for death.

I can't run away, and I can't fight.

My life treasure was shattered by the sound of a bell.

What are you waiting for if not waiting for death?

Ye Chen was not in a hurry to attack, and was a little bored: "You are too weak!"

Ye Chen had too many tricks that he had not used.

The corner of Bei Ming Patriarch's mouth twitched.

I'm sorry that I didn't let you have fun, do I still have to apologize?

Should I explode now to apologize to you?

But just when Ye Chen was about to kill Bei Ming Patriarch.

He suddenly raised his eyebrows, looked into the distance, and smiled: "He asked you to kill me?"

Bei Ming Patriarch was stunned when he heard this, and looked along Ye Chen's line of sight, but he didn't notice anything.

But Bei Ming Patriarch nodded without hesitation: "He asked us to come..."