White hair danced wildly, and the figure of the killing body gradually overlapped with Ye Chen.
But at this moment, the world trembled in vain, and its terrifying momentum exploded on Ye Chen.
The skyrocketing aura was no less than the second level of martial arts, and Ye Chen's dark eyes were filled with endless indifference and ruthlessness.
This is the ultimate level of the magical killing body. However, when integrated into the killing body, the true energy in Ye Chen's body is also rapidly consumed.
Just one breath consumed about 10% of Ye Chen's true energy. He raised his head, and Ye Chen looked at the sword light with a calm expression. He raised his sword finger again and tapped it slightly: "Fire of heaven and earth, listen to me.
Order, gather together!”
Integrated into the killing body, using the fire rules of heaven and earth, its flames add a bit of chilling air.
A mark of the Vermilion Bird loomed between Ye Chen's eyebrows, and the shadow of the Vermilion Bird emerged. The high-pitched phoenix cry echoed, and the fires of heaven and earth tore the void apart, emerging continuously from the cracks in the space.
In the blink of an eye, the sky and the earth turned into a sea of flames, and the people who were fighting fiercely in the distance had to give up their opponents and retreat towards the surrounding area.
Pointing his right fingers together as a sword, Ye Chen slowly took a step forward, pointing the Vulcan finger!
The fires of heaven and earth are churning at the fingertips, and the terrifying temperature directly evaporates all the coldness that comes from the face.
The frozen reincarnation flames began to stir again, and the fires of heaven and earth turned into Suzaku shadows. Thousands of Suzaku shadows followed Ye Chen's fingertips, and violently collided with the nine roaring dragon shadows.
The two collided, flames and cold air surged, and it was a collision between will and will.
How could the Suzaku phantom integrated into the will of the three moon gods be weaker than the dragon phantom in the smoke?
The scorching flames were raging, and cracks appeared in the frozen void all around. At the same time, Yan Chen's body was still in vain, and the sword could not move past half a step.
Yan Chen looked along the sword's blade, and suddenly a slender finger landed on the tip of the sword.
What came into focus was Ye Chen's overly young face. Yan Chen's heart trembled slightly, and he was shocked to find that the crystal clear ice on his sword and right arm gradually melted, and then the shadow of the roaring dragon also dimmed.
Come on.
"Two breaths!" Ye Chen murmured, a chill flashed across his eyes, and the terrifying power of the body exploded. With a flick of his finger, three strands of the moon god's will fell on the sword, and the explosion echoed.
The terrifying force spread along the sword body and directly enveloped Yan Chen's entire body.
The ice layer on the sword was shattered like a clever move, and the dragon's shadow immediately dissipated. The force of the shock made Yan Chen dizzy.
Whoosh! The Suzaku phantom that followed was no longer blocked by anything and came with a bang.
Bang bang! Under such a heavy blow, Yan Chen's face immediately turned pale, his body staggered back a few steps, and finally hit the surging space wave behind him, and the blood boiling in his body could no longer be suppressed.
, sprayed out.
Yan Chen raised his head, a horrified look covering his entire face. He did not expect that Ye Chen's strength would suddenly soar, and that the flame rules alone would be so terrifying.
Ye Chen looked down at the pale Yan Chen from a high position, and a sword oozing with cold light appeared in his hand. In the next moment, Ye Chen suddenly turned around and swung the Qilin Sword in his hand.
At the same time, behind Ye Chen, a figure emerged, Lonely Emperor.
Bang! Two dazzling sword lights collided together again, and the void roared. The Lonely Emperor's right arm shook in vain, a chill rose in his heart, and he suddenly slapped a palm forward. With the force of the recoil, the Lonely Emperor retreated.
go.
Boom! The Lonely Emperor stepped back dozens of steps and returned to Shanquan and the others. A trace of blood dripped from the corner of his mouth.
In the second confrontation, Lonely Emperor fell below again, and his right arm was already numb.
At the moment when Ye Chen and Lonely Emperor were fighting, Yan Chen stood up suddenly and did not draw his sword, but retreated. Only when he retreated into the team did the chill in his heart dissipate.
The aura of the killing body dissipated, Ye Chen sighed slightly, and nearly 40% of his true energy was consumed in four breaths.
Due to Lonely Emperor's intervention again, Ye Chen failed to kill Yan Chen, but Ye Chen's strength was imprinted deep in everyone's minds.
Turning around, Ye Chen looked at the hell warriors in the distance again, with a slight chill in his eyes: "What a pity, if more than thirty martial arts realms take action, they will definitely pay a heavy price!"
The fierce battle in the void also ended, and the two sides separated. The warriors on the Martial God Continent gathered towards Mu Chen and others, looking at Ye Chen gratefully.
These people also knew that if Ye Chen hadn't intervened this time, they would have died here today.
"If we join forces with that guy, maybe it will be much easier to kill these guys?" Ye Chen murmured, his eyes falling on the red leaf forest in the distance.
"But that guy must have noticed the situation here. He didn't interfere before, and he won't interfere now!" Ye Chen shook his head slightly, put away the chill in his eyes, turned around, and walked towards the red leaf forest in the distance.
: "Let's go!"
There are nearly forty martial artists, while Ye Chen only has about twenty martial artists on his side. The gap does not change because of Ye Chen.
Xianxu, Xianluo and others also knew this truth, and shrugged helplessly, following behind Ye Chen.
Leng Feng and others had somewhat complicated expressions on their faces. Their eyes swept after Ye Chen and Lonely Emperor, and finally followed Ye Chen. When they decided to follow Ye Chen, their stance had already been decided.
His face was still pale, and Yan Chen's eyes were gloomy, but he did not stop Ye Chen and others from leaving. Ye Chen's mysterious strength gave him a kind of shock, and because of this shock, he did not dare to take action.
Red leaves were falling one after another, and when the figures of Ye Chen and others disappeared from sight, both Yanchen and Lonely Emperor secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth, the Lonely Emperor said helplessly: "Commanders, you are a little impulsive. It would be unwise to offend this person!"
Hearing this, Shanquan and others were silent for a while. How could they not know that it would be unwise to offend Ye Chen here, but Ye Chen's existence is always a threat to Lonely City.
After noticing the expressions of several people, the Lonely Emperor shook his head again and said quietly: "The vision of such a person is far from being limited to hell. This is not his stage!"
"I'm afraid the purpose of these people entering hell is also for this sword tomb!" After saying this, Lonely Emperor glanced at Yanchen meaningfully. He knew that after this incident, he and Qianchuan Xue had become people from two camps.
Yanchen touched the blood on the corner of his mouth and smiled slightly awkwardly: "The plan now is to step into the fifth level of the sword tomb, find the city lords of the four major cities, and inform them of this matter!"
Hearing this, everyone nodded in agreement. Although the Blood Hell Emperor was strong, could he be so strong that he could ignore the four major city lords?
The stretches of red leaf forest undulate with the height of the terrain.
Ye Chen put away the Qilin Sword and took the lead to walk towards the depths of the red leaf forest. The hillsides were undulating and dead leaves were flying.
"Fifth generation, let those people go like this?" Xianluo asked in a low voice, looking quite unwilling.
Hearing this, Ye Chen stopped and said calmly: "What else?"
"By combining our efforts, we can kill those people even at a small cost!" Xian Luo said with a chill in his tone.
"Is it worth it?" Ye Chen said lightly. His main purpose of entering the sword tomb was to enter the fifth level of the sword tomb and get the true identity of the fire unicorn. "At least now is not the time to kill these people!"
After saying that, Ye Chen stopped talking. Hearing the words, Xian Luo sighed helplessly and said no more.
The place where the thousand-year-old temple is located is a valley, which is called Red Leaf Valley by those who enter the fourth level of the sword tomb, including the dragons of life and death.
Autumn in the Red Leaf Valley is full of frost-stained elegance. In the mountain cols and on the slopes, large areas of bright red, bright yellow, dark purple, light yellow and dark green colors are smudged, forming a beautiful picture.
Walking in this red leaf valley, Ye Chen's mood calmed down again. In the valley, the white mist was floating in the forest, and the flying red leaves were looming.
Ye Chen and others walked slowly forward along the quiet path. Although the surrounding scenery was pleasant, Ye Chen and others still remained vigilant at all times.
The mountain spring flows through the Red Leaf Valley and eventually flows into the lake. The calm lake is rendered red by the red leaves.
A thousand-year-old temple stands quietly in the autumn, surrounded by lakes.
Under the clear autumn light, the ancient temple exudes the atmosphere of eternal vicissitudes. It is surrounded by towers in the blue and light beige autumn days. The pear trees are filled with the eternal fragrance, and the quiet red leaf forest is hidden in the afterglow of the setting sun.
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A sword pillar reaching the sky loomed among the towers, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth circulated around it.
Next to the ancient temple, there is a calm lake, crisp spring water, and the howling autumn wind creates gentle ripples. The slender and tall figure is bathed in the autumn sun, and the sword oozing with cold light spits out a chilling meaning in the waves of golden light.
The proud man closed his eyes slightly, and the autumn wind blew up, messing up his long hair, which danced wildly.
Several elders of the Martial Arts Temple stood respectfully by the lakeside a hundred meters away. Their eyes were cast on the stone path leading to the red leaf forest in the distance. A moment later, there was a steady sound of footsteps.
The sound of sudden footsteps broke the silence all around. White clothes fluttered, and a young man stepped out. The autumn sun fell on the face that was too young. Then, figures emerged after the young man in white clothes.
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"Fifth Generation!" the elder of the Martial God Temple called out softly, and then looked towards the lake.
"Fifth generation!" On the lake, the proud man rarely opened his eyes, his eyes fell on the stone path in the distance, and then nodded: "Becoming stronger!"
The proud man could sense the monstrous murderous intention in Ye Chen's body, as well as the rich and powerful Qi, "He has evolved the magical power of killing!"
After stopping, Ye Chen also raised his head, met the proud man's gaze, and said slowly: "Long time no see!"
"There is an ambiguity in this sentence. We met once a few months ago! I just didn't expect you to come to the fourth floor of the sword tomb so quickly. This is a bit beyond my expectation!" Jiaozi said lightly, his eyes scanning.
The dragon of life and death behind Ye Chen.
The life and death dragon's heart trembled slightly, and his eyes turned to the side unnaturally, not daring to look directly into the eyes of the proud man.
"I didn't expect that you would also be on the fourth floor of the Sword Tomb!" Ye Chen said lightly, his eyes passing over the lake and landing on the ancient temple.
"Have you ever entered this ancient temple?" Ye Chen closed his eyes slightly, and his strong soul power spread out. However, when the soul power touched the sky above the ancient temple, a soft force blocked it.
"Never?" Jiaozi said lightly. Jiaozi turned around and his eyes also fell on the ancient temple. His figure fell forward lightly, landed on the ancient road, and walked forward slowly.
In this peaceful autumn day, a sense of solemnity appeared in Jiaozi.
Narrowing his eyes slightly, Ye Chen stared at the figure bathing in the autumn sun and murmured: "Killing rules!"
After getting up, Ye Chen also walked towards the ancient temple, walking on the lake. The calm lake was still calm, and Mu Chen and others followed closely behind.
The elders of the Martial Arts Temple also stood up one after another, following the pride's footsteps.
Passing by the lake, Ye Chen stepped on the ancient road, and the ever-lasting fragrance of pear blossoms hit his face.
Red leaves are flying, pear blossoms are dancing, and the thousand-year-old temple looks more peaceful under the light of them.
The ancient road is not long, only more than a hundred meters. When Ye Chen stepped in front of the ancient temple, Jiaozi was already standing there, raising his head and looking at the plaque in front of the ancient temple.
Compared to the murderous aura in the proud man, Ye Chen had no trace of murderous aura in his body and was extremely peaceful. His aura was completely integrated into every flower, grass, tree and water around him.
Raising his head, Ye Chen also looked at the plaque filled with vicissitudes of life, on which were engraved four simple characters: Buddha Ferry Reincarnation.
Bang bang! Steady footsteps resounded from behind. Ye Chen didn't turn around, but he knew who was coming.
Lonely Emperor, Yan Chen and others all looked at Ye Chen and others warily, deliberately keeping a distance from them, and also stood in front of the ancient temple.
There were nearly seventy martial arts practitioners in the audience. Although everyone deliberately restrained their aura, the combined pressure of more than seventy martial arts realms was still earth-shattering.
However, the surrounding red leaves and pear blossoms were not affected, and they moved lightly across the void, leaving behind unpredictable tracks.
The thousand-year-old temple is still extremely peaceful, and its martial arts pressure is like a tide, covering the entire thousand-year-old temple.
Ding dong! A crisp wooden fish sound resounded in the ancient temple, and in an instant, the terrifying pressure in the void disappeared.
Bang bang! Most of the warriors took a step back, their faces a little pale, except for Ye Chen, Jiazi, and Mu Chen who did not retreat.
The snow-like pear blossoms circled around in vain on the steps in front of the ancient temple. When the wind blew, the pear blossoms disappeared again, but a figure floated out.
The ancient Buddha of the Green Lantern is filled with golden light, and a gentle breath blows towards his face. The red leaves flying all around fall on this phantom, which is a monk with a kind face.
The Buddha's light filled the air, and the monk said softly: "Amitabha!"
His gentle eyes passed over the flying pear blossoms, swept over Ye Chen and others, and finally landed on Ye Chen: "Young fifth generation!"