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"Voss!"

The voice of the female priest Yafeina of the Netherworld suddenly came over, and Ye Chen saw a dark magic falling from the sky, covering the Netherworld Warrior. Suddenly, all the fighting spirit and magic power consumed by the Netherworld Warrior returned to its peak state.

"I xx!"

Ye Chen couldn't help but swear, looked at the dead turtle angrily, and said, "Die turtle, are you going to kill me? You even asked him to use the auxiliary dark magic to deal with a priestess. You damn turtle!"

"You all will die today in the cultivators of the sky and the earth!"

The Netherworld Warrior recovered his fighting spirit and magic power, and his momentum rose again. Ye Chen smiled bitterly. He stepped on the divine wind step and fought with him with the advantage of speed, and soon left the previous battlefield.

"The Dharma is boundless, suppress the underworld!"

Ye Chen shouted softly, and golden lights with rays of Buddha nature shone out from the realm world. The golden lights quickly condensed into a golden Buddha in the air. The Buddha faced solemnity and a compassionate breath. A halo appeared behind his head, and he held his one hand in front of his chest, and spit out the word "My" from his mouth.

A golden word "Ma" flew out from the Buddha's mouth, shaking out inexplicable ripples, and the swastika Buddha's light was everywhere in the sky.

The Mazi Tianyin is the mantra of the magic power of Shura Dao. Although Ye Chen's current strength is far from reaching the realm of touch method and Tao, the mantra evolved does not have the power of magic power and rules, but it also has inexplicable suppression on the Netherworld Warriors.

As soon as the word "Mart" was released, the golden light of Buddha nature enveloped the Netherworld Warrior immediately felt that the Netherworld blood in his body seemed to be about to solidify, and his strength also decreased sharply. At this moment, Ye Chen's thoughts moved, and the green demon-suppressing pot flew out from above his head.

"All things exist, the Qiankun Absolution Order, collect it!"

The demon-suppressing pot trembled gently, and the pot plug opened automatically, and a green divine light shrouded the Netherworld Warrior, and immediately imprisoned him and could not move at all.

"This...this is the demon-suppressing pot!"

The Netherworld Warrior's eyes flashed with surprise and suddenly shouted, "Ya Feina, go quickly, they have a demon-suppressing pot in their hands!"

"I can't protect myself and I want the hero to save the beauty. Today I have taken away both of you, and I can't leave one behind, especially the female priest Yafeina!" Ye Chen said lightly.

To be honest, although the Netherworld Warrior's combat power is strong, as long as Ye Chen breaks through to the fifth time of the Fate Spring, his combat power will not be lower than the Netherworld Warrior in front of him. After all, what Ye Chen needs most is not a thug, but a priest who can assist him.

Under the Demon-Suppressing Pot, no matter how unwilling the Netherworld Warrior was, it would be useless. Finally, his body shrank and flew in, and was suppressed.

A few dozen miles apart, the dead turtle was fighting with the female priest Yafeina of the Netherworld. He accidentally glanced at Ye Chen and was shocked. He didn't expect that Ye Chen would have that kind of treasure.

"Your uncle, you actually got the demon-suppressing pot of the 'Demon-suppressing Immortal'!" The dead turtle looked very jealous. He took out a spell and threw it into the air, turning it into a bag-like thing, and was going to collect the Netherworld priest Yafeina.

Ye Chen has also been paying attention to the situation of the dead turtle. He knew that the dead turtle had many methods. The reason why he couldn't fight for a long time was just that he didn't want to waste his treasures. Now that he saw that he had taken over the Netherworld Warrior, he was worried that Yafei Na would be taken away by him, he finally couldn't hold back and sacrificed a talisman.

A smile appeared on Ye Chen's lips. The dead turtle was very unkind when fighting just now. Now he was going to fight back. At that moment, the Ksitigarbha steps unfolded at five times. In the blink of an eye, he arrived at the battle field of the two. The bag transformed by the talisman of the dead turtle had just emitted light, and before he could even cover Yafeina, Ye Chen's demon-suppressing pot was sacrificed.

"All things exist, the Qiankun Absolution Order, collect it!"

The demon-suppressing pot trembled buzzing, and a green light shone out, covering Yafeina who was about to escape in an instant. When the death turtle saw the demon-suppressing pot, it immediately withered when it was like a mouse or a cat. All the light was lost and it dropped directly from the air with a snap.

"I'll take your lungs!" The dead turtle cursed angrily and stared at Ye Chen with great angriness, "Boy Ye, you are a terrified person who is so evil. I'll curse you to give birth to a son without any fucks."

Ye Chen ignored him and controlled the demon-suppressing pot and put Yafeina in, then covered the pot and patted the demon-suppressing pot. He looked at the dead turtle and smiled: "Hey, you must be kind, otherwise there will be retribution. Dead turtle, do you think your retribution is coming now, and you'll end up in vain. Are you very disappointed, are you angry, are you very unwilling, do you want to beat me up?"

"You...you..." Looking at Ye Chen's bright smile, handsome and perfect face, the muscles on his face were twitching, and the pink turtle's head turned green. You pointed at Ye Chen, you couldn't say a word after a long time.

"Hey, why did your turtle turn green? Is this the legendary ninja turtle?" Ye Chen laughed.

"Your uncle, what kind of ninja turtle!"

"Hey, you are ignorant and you will definitely not admit it. What does one say? If you want to live a wealthy life, you are not afraid of wearing a green on your head and a turtle of ninja turtle." Ye Chen teased his expression, and ran away after he said that.

The dead turtle stood there in a daze, muttering silently, thinking for a long time before understanding what Ye Chen meant. He was furious and let out a roar in a stern voice, "Boy Ye, you are so damn, Mr. Turtle, I'll take your lungs. Your grandma turtle is still in her mother's belly. You actually scold her, you are an immoral person!"

The dead turtle chased after him like a wind, and he kept chasing for thousands of miles but failed to catch up with Ye Chen. Finally, he gritted his teeth and used a wind-attributed talisman to catch up with Ye Chen. He immediately rushed forward, opened his mouth and bit Ye Chen.

"I xx, are you a dead turtle born in the year of the dog?" Ye Chen cursed, pinched his neck with his five fingers and pulled it hard. The dead turtle immediately let go. At this time, Ye Chen's other hand directly grabbed his feet and lifted it upside down.

"Boy Ye, you are the one who stuffs the gun holes, please let Uncle Turtle come down!"

"Don't let go, call Mr. Ye three times, I'll let you go."

"Your uncle!" The dead turtle cursed angrily, grinning, and blue smoke was coming from his nostrils.

"I don't know what it feels like to be a gong in a tortoise shell?"

Ye Chen talked to himself, and after the words, a metal rod flashed in his hand, and knocked on the shell of the dead turtle.

"Bang!"

He actually made a metal sound. Ye Chen raised his eyebrows and said with a bright smile: "No, the sound is nice. This time, the experience of the Siren Mountains has gained a lot and is worth celebrating. I might as well just walk back with the drums and drums."

"You...you are so damn, you won't die well. Sooner or later you will have impotence, you..."

"Bang!"

Ye Chen knocked the dead turtle's head with a stick, which immediately made his eyes appear, and all kinds of pots appeared, and a young man with a fist appeared on his smooth head.

"Diet turtle, you keep going, keep talking badly."

Ye Chen hummed, holding a dead turtle in one hand and knocking it on the metal rod in the other hand from time to time, walking in the void, leisurely and contentment.

"Boy Ye, you are a thousand-killed person. Let go of Mr. Turtle, otherwise Mr. Turtle will be polite!" The dead turtle was about to go crazy and was carried upside down, and the turtle shell was treated as a gong. This was something that had never happened before.

"What? You have to use your baby to deal with me, okay, as long as you are willing to do so, just come."

"You..." You died for a long time, but finally you were still sad. In the end, you were reluctant to waste your baby, "What do you want."

"Call me to Mr. Ye three times."

"I'll beat you..." The dead turtle was angry, but the last word "lung" did not curse, because he saw that Ye Chen's metal rod was about to hit the turtle's head, and he stopped immediately and said in great humiliation: "Uncle Ye..."

"What?" Ye Chen stared at it and said in confusion: "What did you say? I didn't hear it clearly, just shout it out loud!"

"Uncle Ye!"

The dead turtle shouted, and the turtle's face turned pale.

"Hey, the little turtle is so obedient." Ye Chen patted his turtle shell.

"Uncle Ye!"

"Hey!"

The dead turtle shouted Ye Chen and answered. After the last three calls, he saw Ye Chen still holding him, the dead turtle roared: "Boy Ye, why doesn't you count if you promise Mr. Turtle? You little man!"

"Oh?" Ye Chen looked at him strangely and said, "Mr. Ye, what did I promise you?"

"You..." The dead turtle was so angry that he was about to vomit blood. He just couldn't figure it out, why was anyone more rogue than himself?

The dead turtle stopped talking and was speechless. Ye Chen felt that this guy was about to explode. He relaxed his hand and put it down and said, "Okay, we are an honest person. Since we promised you something, we must do it, right?"

"I..." The dead turtle suffocated again, glared at Ye Chen fiercely, and thought to himself that one day he would find the account back.

The two flew to the outskirts of the Foot Mountains, and after half a day they left the central area. Looking at the direction of the Lingquan Blessing Land, Ye Chen was a little worried, wondering if the Guardian Nie had reported his affairs to the sect.

"Dead turtle, I want to go back to the blessed land of Lingquan. Do you want to follow me?" Ye Chen asked casually.

"Of course, Mr. Turtle can go all over the world. You can go wherever you go. Don't forget that the Netherworld Warrior and the Netherworld Sacrifice Mr. Turtle are also part of it. Don't think of taking it alone. And your demon-suppressing pot. Actually, you don't know how to use it. Why not study it for me and find other uses."

"Coveting my demon-suppressing pot? In the next life, don't daydream in this life." Ye Chen gave him a look of contempt.

"Go!" The dead turtle said disdainfully: "It's just a broken kettle. Mr. Turtle still looks down on me. I have so many treasures. I can just take out one to make your butt happy."

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