"Uncle, we have an urgent matter, let's talk about it in the future," Zixia said, watching a man in front of her rushing over. She didn't want to stay here at the moment.
After saying that, Zixia pulled Ye Chen away, leaving behind a look of iron blood with a puzzled look. This girl knew the forbidden area of the demon soul, and naturally knew the danger inside it. It should not be her own monster, maybe there is a second one.
The existence of a monster-like existence.
"Xia'er, what's wrong with you? So anxious." Ye Chen was pulled by Zixia and shuttled through the crowd, as if he was escaping something.
"Honey Ye Chen, let's leave here, I'll tell you later." Zixia's slender willow eyebrows frowned and said hurriedly.
Ye Chenhuan looked around and saw a boy, who was pulling open the crowd and running over quickly. It was obviously coming for Zixia.
"Xia'er, Xia'er, wait for me, I know it's you." Behind me, the young man's voice kept coming, looking very excited.
It was heard that Zixia's pretty cheeks had no expression at all. She hated this voice very much and left without looking back at the man shouting behind her.
"Xia'er--"
"I'm so annoyed." Zixia pouted her mouth and stopped. The pair of autumn water eyes looked at the man who was coming quickly with dissatisfaction.
"Speak quickly, my aunt is very busy." Zixia looked at her senior brother Ling Huan and couldn't help but say angrily.
"Xia'er, are you angry with me?" Ling Huan looked at Zixia and said anxiously, then looked at Ye Chen next to Zixia, pointed at Ye Chen and said, "Who is he?"
"Tell you the truth, this is my Ye Chen's husband, he has cured me." He turned on his red lips indifferently and held Ye Chen's hand.
"Boy, if you know the truth, leave Zixia, otherwise there will be someone who looks good to you." Ling Huan looked at Ye Chen fiercely, looking at the man in front of him who snatched his beloved woman. His anger surged in his heart.
"What do you want?" Ye Chen touched his chin and looked at Ling Huan in front of him. He was the most disgusted with others threatening him.
"I'll give you the last chance to leave Zixia." Ling Huan had ever been so disdainful provocation, remembering that he was also a well-known figure in Ziling Mountain. At present, he was subject to unscrupulous provocation by a young man younger than him.
"What would you do if you were with your own woman and a man suddenly appeared and asked you to leave?" Ye Chen said.
"Then he is looking for death." Ling Huan replied without thinking. His eyes were even more angry, and two balls of flames rose in his eyes.
"Since that's the case, what are you doing now?" Ye Chen looked at Ling Huan indifferently, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. How could such a person be worthy of Zixia?
"Damn, you actually fooled me." Ling Huan clenched his fists and looked at Ye Chen with blood red eyes. Then he raised his fist and punched Ye Chen directly.
Upon hearing this, Ye Chen instantly pulled Zixia aside, walked up to him, and rushed to punch. The ordinary-looking fist contained a powerful force.
"Bang"
The two fists were intimately in contact, and Ye Chen looked at Ling Huan in front of him with his eyes sharply, without any additional expression on his tender cheeks.
Ling Huan in front of him was full of shock. He never expected that there was no energy fluctuation on the boy in front of him, and such a powerful force would burst out.
The fist was aching. The next moment, the clothes on his arm began to break and rotate, forming a round cyclone, and the fragments of the clothes continued to flow inside. Then they splashed everywhere. Ling Huan regretted it too late. He underestimated the enemy too much. At first,
, He only thought that the young man in front of him was just an ordinary person, but he did not expect that he would hide his power.
Ling Huan was then shaken away by Ye Chen, and his body drew a curve like a rainbow in the air. At the end of the day, a burst of dust was stirred up and flying.
"You can actually hide your strength. Are you also a master of the heavenly level strength?" Ling Huan covered the pain caused by the tiger's mouth and slowly stood up with difficulty. Looking at the boy who seemed to be unharmed, his eyes were shocked.
A faint blood flowed over the corner of his mouth, slowly passing through the corner of his mouth, looking at the boy in front of him, standing there as if nothing had happened, Ling Huan raised his hand to wipe off the blood stain.
His eyes looked at Ye Chen even more viciously, wishing to cut Ye Chen into pieces and suppress his soul in the corner of the sea and the end of the sky.
"I only have a little bit of natural divine power, not the heavenly level strength you mentioned." Looking at Ling Huan lying on the ground, Ye Chen just smiled faintly, pulled Zixia's slender jade hand, and continued, "Let's go"
"oh"
Zixia didn't even look at Ling Huan and left with Ye Chen. Ling Huan was so angry that she bared her teeth and punched her hard on the ground. The hard soil layer was also hit by a deep fist mark.
"Let's go and see"
In the venue, many people participating in the competition came one after another. They began to register, and monsters of different sizes and appearances appeared in the venue.
Ye Chen pulled Zixia and observed the situation around the venue. He also secretly amazes the world in his heart, where honor is supreme and strength is the most respected.
The strong are admired by thousands of people and feared at the same time. This is a contradictory heart.
Seven days later, the people who participated in the Warcraft Championship were almost gathered. They were full of confidence in their warcraft that had been tamed for ten years, and were also prepared for failure.
After all, there are heavens outside of heaven, and there are people outside of man. Many things are not what you think. No matter what happens or the result, you will always think that it is in the dark and has long been doomed.
The bright morning sun, shrouded in the faint white mist, looks dim and hazy, and there seems to be a faint smear floating in the air.
The white clothes rose with the wind, and Ye Chen slowly lowered his hands and quietly enjoyed the aura rising from the mountain top, a comfortable feeling.
"I finally broke through the middle stage of the second level of Xuanyuan Art. Zi Yue provided her with blood crystal stones, which was indeed extraordinary." He stood up slowly and enjoyed the pleasure of breaking through. Ye Chen practiced overnight, failed thousands of times and finally broke through Xuanyuan.
The second level of the second level.
Nowadays, his strength is equivalent to the mid-stage Xuan-level strength, and it is also the so-called master in the world. Ye Chen looked around and looked at the mountains with purple air rising in front of him, showing a faint smile.
For seven days, Ye Chen continued to practice every night and refined a blood-colored crystal. Such crystals contained a proud energy that could cleanse blood and consolidate the body.
Taking out the Jiuli pot, Ye Chen tapped it lightly and said, "Do you have the ninth level strength?"
Ye Chen asked about the dozen amethyst and giants in Jiuli's pot. As the game approached, Ye Chen also wanted to join in the fun.
In the Jiuli pot, the space where the giant and the amethyst winged lion are located also has a world like reality, with towering ancient trees and bright sunshine. It has a natural charm.
Ye Chen's voice came from the sky, echoing in the ears of the giant and the amethyst winged lion. They raised their heads to look at the blue sky. One of the amethyst winged lions said: "Our amethyst winged lions are the lowest.
It is also the ninth level, the highest mid-stage holy level.”
Ye Chen was secretly amazed and shocked when he heard the sound from Jiuli pot. He never expected that he had more than a dozen monsters of level nine.
"It's all monsters above the ninth level. What level will the giant be?" Ye Chen heard this and looked up at the sky, thinking about what level the giant would be. Then he looked down at Jiuli Pot
, I was also shocked. This amethyst winged lion could speak human language?
"I heard this correctly, right? I didn't see them talking in the Demon Cliff Jedi." Ye Chen raised his Jiuli pot and his eyes widened.
When the Demon Cliff was in the Jedi, the Amethyst Winged Lion did not speak, but at this moment, it was speaking.
"You can actually speak human language?" The shock became stronger and stronger.
"All monsters entering the holy level can reveal their true words." The sound of the amethyst winged lion came from the Jiuli pot, which was very familiar to Ye Chen's ears. This is a hometown accent.
"The accent you speak is very similar to mine," Ye Chen said. He did not expect that the amethyst Winged Lion spoke, and the accent was also similar to his.
"In fact, our amethyst winged lions do not belong to this world, but came to this place outside the domain. Once upon a time, our amethyst winged lion's ancestor told us that if we meet humans with similar accents, we can speak and become us
The leader of the Amethyst Wing Lion, the Amethyst Wing Lion kept explaining in Jiuli's pot. Ye Chen heard it and looked at Jiuli's pot in disbelief.
Outer domain? Will it be the earth, they crossed space and came to another world and survived here. "Then where are you from outside domain?"
"We are not very clear about this, because when we came to this world, we were all very young and had no memory," said the Amethyst Winged Lion helplessly. They just heard from the ancestors.
"Someone is here, I have time, I'm chatting." After hearing the response of the Amethyst Winged Lion, Ye Chen was slightly disappointed, and then he heard footsteps coming from behind him.
Looking deep, looking at the venue, people started to move irregularly like ants. The footsteps behind them seemed very light.
I recalled what the Amethyst Winged Lion said in my heart, and there were also some clues. Perhaps the ancient gods on Earth came to another world for some reason.
The man, who can be called the last god of war in the ancient tomb of Yin and Yang, also came from his hometown. What did they encounter? In this world, they began to erase their footprints.
The miracles encountered in the Demon Cliff Jedi, the remains of Shennong, and the Shennong Cauldron, what exactly happened there, which caused the ancient Yan Emperor on Earth to fall here.
All of this is a mystery that bothers Ye Chen’s heart. There are the legendary gods in his hometown in this world. I don’t know why they came to this world and even more so why they gradually erased their footprints.
"Honey Ye Chen, you look so energetic, you have broken through." Zixia's voice behind her was a little elegant, and she walked towards Ye Chen with a small step.
Hearing this, he put aside the mystery in his heart and waited for the future to slowly investigate, Ye Chen slowly turned around and looked at the purple cloud in front of him with a soft eyes. His fair and tender pretty face had a faint blush. A pair of dimples were embedded in
A delicate face appeared on the cheek.
"Xia'er, today is so early, I just broke through, my body is full of energy, as if I want to explode." He raised his hand slightly, stroked Zixia's delicate face, and continued, "Where is your sister?"
By Ye Chen's intimate touch, Zixia felt shy and her face began to turn slightly red. "Sister is coming soon. Today is the opening of the Warcraft Championship. My sister and I are going to go."
"The opening means the beginning of a war, once every ten years, what will happen this year?" Zixia recalled that in the competition ten years ago, the number of casualties in Warcraft was huge, and one million heads was no problem.
Every Warcraft Championship is also the time when millions of monsters die for honor and return to dust. Many strong people come to carefully cultivate monsters just to achieve good results.
Golden crystal stones, Qianyuan Divine Technique, Saint-level peak monsters, millions of gold coins, these undoubtedly make many monks compete for even if they are crushed to pieces.
By winning the first place in the Warcraft Championship, you can obtain these four Qingming for all the major monks, various sects, royal families, etc. in the world.
Looking at Zixia's faint sorrow, Ye Chen walked up to her side, ran gently at Zixia, and looked deep in the venue in the distance.
The two stood at the top, watching the overlapping mountains, their long skirts fluttering in the wind, touching a beautiful woman.
"Ahem-"
A crisp sound revolved behind Ye Chen and Zixia. When he heard that Ye Chen turned around calmly, looking at Zi Yue who had arrived, his expression was very calm. He smiled and said, "Xiao Yue, you are here."
"What, have you bothered? Hum?" Zi Yue looked at Ye Chen with a bad expression, and her teeth were bitten gently by her lips.
"Sister, the opening is about to start, let's go quickly." Zixia lowered her head slightly, her cheeks flushed, and her hands were constantly intertwined. The first time she was hugged by a man in her arms, and at the same time she was seen, she couldn't help but feel embarrassed.
Zi Yue looked at her sister. She no longer had the same vigor as before, but she was shy. She couldn't help but chuckled and said, "Then let's go."
Ye Chen came to Ziyue's side and then heard: "Little bad guy, wait, see how I deal with you."
Zi Yue's beautiful dark eyes looked at Ye Chen with a provocative look. The boy looked at his body and now he still missed his sister.
The venue for the Warcraft Championship was noisy and noisy, with nearly one million people gathering, waiting for the opening. In the middle of the venue, there were more than a dozen white-haired old men sitting on it. They looked like they took off.
The vulgarity of the world.
The crowd participating in the competition surrounded the platform in the middle. On the platform, apart from a dozen white-haired old men, there was also a middle-aged man wearing a crown, who must be an emperor of the dynasty. On the platform, several stone pillars were towering.
Entering the clouds, a banner floating in the middle, saying 'Warcraft Opening Ceremony'
At this time, on the platform, a white-haired old man was wearing white clothes, and could be said to be white from head to feet. He slowly walked towards the middle of the platform.
"Everyone, this Warcraft Championship will be grandly opened again today. What will happen after ten years? It will be announced soon." The old man in white smiled, his voice was loud, and his voice calmed everyone present.
Listen quietly.
Ye Chen, who was below the venue, heard the loud voice and was secretly amazed. At this moment, they were thousands of miles away from the platform and could also hear the conversation of the old man in white on the platform. It was very shocking.
This is better than Qianli Transmission. What kind of strength will the old man on the stage be able to transmit the entire venue?
The many monks in the audience were also secretly amazed. Among them, there were also heavenly powerhouses, but they also sighed slightly.
"What kind of strength will those old people on the platform have?" Everyone in the audience discussed.
"Everyone knows the rules of the competition, so I won't say much. Violators will lose their qualifications to participate, and those who cheat in the event will bear the consequences." A loud voice spread throughout the vast venue.
The many monks in the audience naturally knew the rules of the Warcraft Championship. Naturally, they would not easily foul.