Rumo's wing darkness replaced the entire world, and the bright sword light tore this darkness apart~
The rules are dead! A flash of sword light dissipated, Ye Chen still maintained the posture of drawing the sword, but his sword eyebrows furrowed deeper.【. /First text of the text
The Qilin sword was inserted deep between Wen Ran's eyebrows, but it did not bring out any blood.
The world of illusion and martial arts collapsed, and the sounds of killing all around reappeared.
But when the men in black who were fighting saw this scene, there were sounds of regret.
Destroying a flower with a ruthless hand, the Fifth Generation Moon God really did it!
"Gee, the slave family is so charming, but even in the fifth generation, you are still so capable!"
"What a rude guy, but you can't kill me, Fifth Generation!"
The slender eyelashes swayed slightly, Wen Ran covered her mouth and smiled, letting the Qilin Sword penetrate deep between her eyebrows.
However, there was not a splash of blood, only a stream of Chapter 1,341 Re-Entering the Sword Tomb. The vast force came from the sword body. Ye Chen frowned slightly and said: "This is not your true identity.
The original body!”
"Gee, the slave family is the slave family, how can we distinguish ourselves from each other?" Wen Ran's beautiful eyes were fixed on Ye Chen's eyebrows, and the moon god's mark was filled with a silver light.
"What a beautiful mark, thousands of years old!" Wen Ran's face rarely became serious, but an inexplicable sadness flashed deep in his beautiful eyes.
"Fifth Generation Moon God, this world is very big, so big that even you and I can't imagine it!"
The serious expression disappeared in an instant, and Wen Ran smiled gently, holding the blade of the Qilin Sword in vain with her jade hands.
"I won't continue playing with you, haha!" The blood-red dress gradually became transparent, and then the dress fell off Wen Ran's body.
Naked, Wen Ran's naked body appeared in Ye Chen's sight.
"Let's go!" Wen Ran's proud breasts stood up in vain, and she covered her mouth with a smile.
"Cackle!" The laughter still echoed between heaven and earth, but Wenran's figure gradually became emptier, until it merged into nothingness.
There was no sign, even if Ye Chen used his martial arts domain, he could not catch Wen Ran's figure.
"Illusion, illusion!" Ye Chen murmured, and shot half of the thunder with his left hand forward, followed closely by him. Chapter 1341: Entering the Sword Tomb again, the world trembled.
"It's definitely the original body. Who is this person? He actually condensed the original body." Ye Chen had a very depressed feeling that these women were so damn evil.
"Wenran!" Ye Chen waved his hand, and the terrifying rules of heaven and earth roared out, forming a palm shadow, and directly captured a man in black to work. Bang! Under the majestic oppression, the man in black was faceless.
Blood color, eyes showing fear.
"Who is that woman first?" Ye Chen said without any nonsense.
Mentioning the woman, a flash of fear flashed in the eyes of the man in black and he trembled slightly: "Deputy Master of Wen Ran Demon Palace."
Bang! The shadow of the palm of the rule suddenly caused the body of the man in black to collapse, and his soul was directly wiped out.
"Deputy Master of the Demon Palace!" Ye Chen's heart sank slightly. After these few days of contact, he found that the Demon Palace was like a bottomless pool, unfathomable.
"The strength of the condensed original body is equivalent to that of the Daqian Emperor. Even if she cannot seriously injure me with her strength, it is easy to contain me!"
"And everything this person said before indicates that he saw the Moon God's mark thousands of years ago."
"It seems that this person is also a Tiangang warrior, but which Tiangang country does she belong to? Daqian or Dawu Daqin?"
"Evil door!" Ye Chen took a step forward, the ripples of space undulated under his feet, and appeared in the sky in an instant. He raised his hand, and the strong wind roared out, forming a series of phantoms.
The palm fell! Thousands of phantoms roared out, causing a bloody storm.
As if entering an uninhabited land, Ye Chen shuttled among millions of troops, his long sword criss-crossing, and wherever he passed, blood flowed like a river.
Young Master Su extracted the energy from the essence and blood and integrated it into the sword formation. The power of the sword formation skyrocketed again, killing everyone.
Ye Chen looked around and saw that the overall situation had been decided. He drew his sword and turned around and went straight to the sword tomb.
In the past, Ye Chen also stepped into the sword tomb "Broken Sword Peak!"
"How can you leave me? Hehe!" Fatty Xiao finished his opponent and followed Ye Chenzun.
"Young Master Su, I'll leave this to you!" Two figures broke through the turbulence in the sky and headed straight for Broken Sword Peak.
"No!" Watching Ye Chen leave, Young Master Su closed his eyes tightly and used all his strength to operate the Sky City Sword Formation. The billowing clouds turned into thousands of cloud swords, which shot out again, setting off patches of eye-catching blood.
The steep and solitary peak stands in the churning sea of clouds. From a distance, it looks like a lonely boat in the sea, which can be destroyed at any time.
The flat mountain platform was as if it had been split horizontally by a sword, it was extremely flat.
Whoosh! The clouds and mist shattered, and two sword rainbows broke through the sky.
"Enter the Sword Tomb!" Ye Chen murmured, looking at the door of the Sword Tomb hovering in the sky.
Ripples undulate, and the illusory gate leads to the land of nothingness. The screams of killing come from the gate, which is extremely harsh.
"This is the entrance to the Sword Tomb of the Wasted Realm. It seems that this handiwork must have been made by the fourth generation. No matter how you look at it, it looks the same as the Hell Sword Tomb!" Fatty Xiao took a look and muttered.
Ye Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, scanning the Void Gate, and finally stopped on the two crystal clear sword pillars, which supported the Void Gate.
He clearly remembered that opening the door to the Sword Tomb requires the blood of the Ye family and the Qianchuan family.
The opening of the Void Gate this time should be caused by this sword pillar. Ye Chen's eyes were changing. "You can easily break the seal of the fourth generation. The second generation is really extraordinary!"
The overwhelming murderous intention emerged behind the Void Gate, and the tearing force spread, swallowing up the surrounding light. Looking from a distance, the Void Gate was completely black.
"Fat man!" Ye Chen stared at the Void Gate closely and said solemnly: "If the situation is not right, leave the Sword Tomb immediately!"
"What?" Fatty Xiao looked stunned and asked doubtfully.
"The power of the Demon Palace is very terrifying. They have already set up a dragnet in the Wasteland!"
"They are not just as simple as tearing the seal, they also want to kill us all."
"If something goes wrong, leave immediately and don't worry about anyone." Ye Chen's tone was solemn. Standing in front of the Void Gate, he actually noticed several terrifying waves of oppression, and this oppression came from the Sword Tomb.
"It's so serious, don't worry, I'm more afraid of death than anyone else." Fatty Xiao yawned and said casually.
Whoosh! The sharp sound of breaking wind suddenly sounded at the end of the sky. The rolling sea of clouds retreated to both sides, and a slender and tall figure came riding on the cloud waves.
"Proud son!" When he saw that indifferent face, a smile appeared on Fatty Xiao's lips, "This guy finally appeared. Blue Dragon, Vermillion Bird, White Tiger Xuanwu, plus Qilin, the five generations of guardians are all gathered together!"
With his eyes closed tightly, the proud man walked extremely slowly. With every step he took, his figure disappeared hundreds of feet away.
After a few breaths, the figure of Jiaozi suddenly appeared in front of the two of them.
"The fifth-generation Qilin Guardian has seen the Moon God!" Jiaozi opened his eyes and made a slight sword salute.
"I didn't expect you to come too." Ye Chen smiled slightly, took a step forward, walked through the air, and walked towards the Void Gate: "It seems that my fifth generation is not a failure."
"This guy!" Fatty Xiao smiled hoarsely, holding a sword and following behind Ye Chen.
Bang bang! The pervasive coercion collapsed in front of Ye Chen and the others. With a slight breath, Ye Chen took the lead in stepping into the gate of the void.
When the sky and the earth dimmed, Ye Chen opened his eyes and looked up. It was a blood-red sky and earth. A blood moon hung in the sky, filled with a faint blood light, and it was beautiful and slightly feminine.
The blood and sand rolled and submerged Ye Chen's feet.
The pungent smell of blood came to his face. Ye Chen gently held the Qilin Sword with a very alert look on his face. He had entered this sword tomb decades ago, and there was something evil going on here.
"Is this the Sword Tomb?" Fatty Xiao and Jiaozi appeared from behind, looking around warily.
"Well, we must pay attention to the blood mist around us. It can not only swallow our true energy, but also corrode the body." Ye Chen waved his left hand forward, and the terrifying wind blew out, and the blood mist rolled around,
Look to both sides.
"Looking up, this place looks a bit like hell." Fatty Xiao raised his head and looked at the blood moon hanging in the sky.
The strange blood moon is a bit hazy, and it is no longer true. "But this place is more terrifying than hell. This world contains the resentment of the common people and the murderous intention of tens of millions of guardians!"
The proud man who had been silent all this time suddenly spoke. He squatted down and grabbed the quicksand with his bare hands. Tens of millions of guardians were buried here. "The last battle!"!!!
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