?Ye Chen was so crazy. Since the corpse mountain hunting elite disciples of the same sect and disciples of the inner courtyard, Ye Chen has never killed such a thing again. Today he has to do this. These people want his life. Those who should leave have gone, and those who are left are unforgivable.-

More than 200 personal disciples, if they launch an attack together and cooperate with the secret technique of joint attacks in the sect, even a first-level divine sect may not be able to stop it, so Ye Chen had to take the lead.

The screams were endless, so shrill that it made people's scalp numb. Meng Feiyan, Hua Qingyang and others turned their heads and saw their hearts sinking. Most of the more than 200 personal disciples were turned into broken flesh and blood. Now there are only dozens of people alive.

"Walk!"

Hua Qingyang shouted, and at the same time, the seven people launched the strongest attack with all their might, forcing Lesie Wulei and Han Qingxue to retreat. With a big hand, he quickly rushed out of the palace with those surviving personal disciples.

"If you want to leave, you have to leave some souvenirs!"

Ye Chen's voice was cold and ruthless. As the sound broke, his hand was displayed. He slapped Meng Feiyan, who rushed to the palace gate, into blood mud.

Meng Feiyan groaned, and her body rushed out without even pausing for a moment.

Hua Qingyang and seven others left the Palace of the Emperor, flew quickly outside the temple, flew across the plain, came to a mountain range, and released the living personal disciples.

The personal disciples were all pale and many were trembling. The indelible seeds left by Ye Chen in their hearts were as terrifying as a demon.

"I didn't expect that the grief Wulei had already merged some of his magic power and spiritual consciousness. This time we miscalculated. Han Qingxue's cultivation level was also at the peak of the seventh republic of the Heavenly Mai, which was enough to compete with any two of us without falling behind. As for Ye Chen, his potential was even terrifying. This is an absolutely dangerous enemy. If he doesn't die, our future strong man will be ruined." Hua Qingyang's eyes were cold and he looked at Meng Feiyan's arm that was slapped by Ye Chen, his teeth were bitten, and a ridge appeared on his face.

Hao Jian looked at the direction of the temple, his eyes were gloomy and calm, and he didn't say anything. This time they suffered extremely heavy losses.

"Brother Hao, don't look at it anymore. They will not be stupid enough to chase it out. No one of them is stupid. Han Qingxue and Ye Chen are not stupid. Knowing that we have trump cards and sect access control weapons, all of them will never chase it out." Meng Feiyan said with a cold face. She felt extremely hatred in her heart. Once, Ye Chen and the others were still slaughtering ants in the Holy City, but now they are so powerful.

Lai Yue was pinching his fingers and slapping, and he said with hatred: "If it weren't for the limited space in the Great Emperor's Palace, as long as the forbidden weapon came out, they would all be wiped out!"

"This is equivalent to dying together." Hua Qingyang said, "The Han Qingxue also has a trump card. The God King's Soldier Flower is very terrifying. She has no tears and even a forbidden weapon in her hand. If we use it in the palace, there will be no time to retreat in that little space and will be killed by our own forbidden weapon!"

"Everyone, what are your plans now?" Zhao Feiyu, who had not spoken out, said.

The other six people were silent for a while, and Hua Qingyang said: "We can only find a way out of this world now, and then look for opportunities, gain adventures, and improve our realm. The Tao of the world and the rules are recovering. I think we will soon enter the realm of the Divine Sect, and it will be much easier to deal with the grief and tears!"

"Brother Hua is right. If we lose this time, we will lose here. They will enter the imperial tomb first and must have had the opportunity. So in the past two years, they have continued to break through and their combat power has increased, while we are standing still, otherwise why would that end?" Long Xiaoxiao said.

"Since that's the case, we will work together to find an outlet, leave this small world, and then look for opportunities separately. Once we break through to the realm of the Shenzong, it will be much easier to kill people like Ge Wulei." Hua Qingyang said.

The seven people agreed, and then looked at the disciples who survived Ye Chen's hands. Hua Qingyang said, "You don't need to have any shadows in your heart. His realm is higher than you, so killing you is like mowing grass. As long as your realm is reached, killing him is like mowing grass. Now let's go!"

In the palace of the Great Emperor, Ye Chen faced the palace gate, his eyes flashed with cold light, and after a while, he said: "It will be a disaster for them to live sooner or later, but as long as they are in this hell world, they will encounter it sooner or later!"

Grace Wuxiu nodded and said, "It is not realistic to kill them. Hua Qingyang and seven others have trump cards, and there are terrifying bans in their hands. If they are forced into a hurry, they will die together. This time they leave is a great opportunity for us. In this hell, they will encounter many unpredictable dangers. At that time, the trump cards and bans on their bodies will be consumed. It will be much easier to kill them again!"

Ye Chen and Han Qingxue nodded, but in fact, this is true. Now that Hua Qingyang and others have forbidden weapons in their hands, they cannot be killed. They must wait until they consumed all the forbidden weapons on the bodies of demons and ghosts before they can kill them, otherwise they will only put themselves in danger.

Ye Chen himself also has a trump card that he had never used. He had used the Six Paths of Reincarnation Array twice, and the last time he was sacrificed in front of many people, but the situation was critical. Everyone didn't think much about it, but thought it was a forbidden weapon.

There are so many mysterious liquids in his demon-suppressing pot. The liquid has a very corrosive force. With his current realm, he also feels numb on his scalp. It can be seen that the mysterious liquid can not only corrode the secret realm of the Heavenly Vein, but it will not be uncomfortable even if it is touched by the Shenzong.

"Fairy, you have already remembered the Secretary of the Great Compassion Fu." Ye Chen asked.

Grace Wuxiu nodded and said, "I have already remembered that I just need to constantly understand and study it carefully. Now it is time for us to leave here. The gate of hell is closed. What kind of world will we face? Where will this small hell drift path be? There are still unknown numbers!"

Ye Chen felt a daze. In this little hell, there were Hou Yu, Ye Yan, Nan'er, members of the Zhutian Society and the Dead Turtle. I hope they would not encounter danger. Everyone must survive, all of them must survive.

Ye Chen whispered in his heart, he was a little afraid to imagine what he would do if Houyu, Ye Yan Nan'er and others had one of them fell.

"Junior brother, don't think too much, they will be fine." Han Qingxue felt the worry in Ye Chen's heart and walked to him and said softly.

"Let's go." Ye Chen shook his head. He knew deeply that worrying was useless.

After saying that, he stood up and walked out of the palace.

As soon as he stepped out, the blood in his body boiled, and then the sound of the great way sounded in the entire palace. The extremely majestic and ethereal sound shocked Ye Chen and the others and turned around suddenly.

The moment they turned around, they saw golden patterns flying out of the Emperor's crystal coffin. The strands of patterns carried the breath of the Emperor's Taoism quickly merged in the air and condensed into words. They were words that Ye Chen and the others did not recognize, ancient, vicissitudes, majesty, and indescribable.

Golden patterns continued to emerge, and ancient characters were formed one by one, and nine were each. Nine had represented the extreme number since ancient times. Nine characters were floating in the void, and there was an inexplicable aura that led Ye Chen, causing him to step over involuntarily.

Han Qingxue and Seiwuxie were also attracted, and followed Ye Chen to the crystal coffin.

When they arrived in front of the crystal coffin, they saw that the emperor's corpse had become much thinner. The golden patterns were transformed by the emperor's blood and energy. After the blood and energy were transformed into ancient characters, the emperor's body became much more withered, and a little pale appeared on his face.

Nine ancient characters floated over the crystal coffin, making a slight trembling sound, vibrating the sound of the Emperor's Dao, and exuding a strong and indescribable Taoist rhyme.

Ye Chen stared at the nine ancient characters with his eyes tightly, as if he felt that these nine ancient characters were like part of his body and part of his body lost. This feeling was extremely strange.

Gradually, in the surprised eyes of grief and Han Qingxue, nine ancient characters flew towards Ye Chen, and the well strips sank into his eyebrows in an orderly manner. Each ancient character sank into Ye Chen's eyebrows. Ye Chen's body would tremble, and a blazing golden light would be emitted from his body.

The ancient word sank into the middle of his eyebrows and was directly imprinted on Ye Chen's spiritual consciousness. When he merged with his spiritual consciousness, Ye Chen felt that his spiritual consciousness became much stronger in an instant, and his spiritual consciousness realm rose step by step.

After all the nine ancient characters were penetrated into the eyebrows and merged with the spiritual consciousness, Ye Chen's spiritual consciousness directly reached the peak of the terrifying Shenzong.

Ye Chen closed his eyes and felt these nine ancient characters from the Emperor, and there was a vague sense of mystery, but he couldn't grasp that feeling no matter how hard he was.

Han Qingxue's beautiful eyes flashed with a hint of joy, and her sadness was filled with a look of amazement.

What is opportunity? This is opportunity. It is recognized by the bloodline of the emperor. Giving it to the ancient word "Emperor Dao" is such a blessing. It can be imagined that these nine ancient words "Emperor Dao" will have infinite benefits for Ye Chen in the future.

Ye Chen stood in front of the crystal coffin for several days. During the few days, his mind was completely immersed in the nine ancient characters of the Emperor Dao. He sensed a trace of mysterious rules countless times, but he passed by countless times and was difficult to capture. In the end, Ye Chen had to withdraw his mind.

He knew that the ancient word "Emperor Dao" was the emperor's Tao and magical powers. There were too many mysterious things in it, all of which were the understanding and principles of the Emperor's Extreme Way. It was not something he could understand now. He no longer forced it now. He opened his eyes and saw Han Qingxue and Ge Wulei standing beside him, waiting for him quietly, with a hint of apology on his face.

"Sorry, I've let you wait for a long time!"

"It's okay!"

Grace Wuxie said with a faint smile, her smile was extremely charming, not beautiful, but a breath of outstripping and compassion from nature.

"Junior brother, do you have any insights?" Han Qingxue glanced at Ye Chen, her voice was cold, but there was fluctuation in her eyes, and she lost her previous indifference. Please come to see if there is no advertisement.
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