The roar resounded throughout the world, and the sky was once again shrouded in dark clouds.
Three rays of light surged out together, pulling away from Ye Chen's body, and the three long swords also flew out at this time.
"boom!"
There was a loud noise, and the three swords struck the osmanthus tree. The whole body of the osmanthus tree instantly emitted a thick black gas, and the gas formed a black mist, blocking the progress of the three swords.
"Break it for me!"
Ye Chen roared, stretched out both palms, and a blue light rose into the sky. As he waved his hand, the light rushed straight into the three swords.
"Boom boom..."
Loud noises overflowed, and the three swords were radiant. In an instant, they turned into a giant sword shadow. Ye Chen stretched out his hand and stabbed forward.
The giant sword was pressed against the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, and the two air pressures collided together. The surroundings of the sweet-scented osmanthus tree exploded, and several deep holes were blasted out in the ground. Ye Chen's face suddenly turned pale.
"Master, don't be brave. The poisonous fire on your body has not completely dissipated. If you do it reluctantly, it will only speed up the poisonous fire attacking your heart!"
At this moment, Xiaoyi's anxious voice came.
"No, no matter what, I have to break this curse. I must win the third sword spirit, otherwise..."
Ye Chen shook his head, subconsciously glanced at Leng Yuan on the side, gritted his teeth, and his expression became much firmer.
"You will die if you do that. The power of the Xuanbing Needle is almost exhausted. If you do this, it will only accelerate the weakening of that power. Stop it now. You can't hold on to our power now. The full text of "The Prehistoric I Am for Haotian" read!"
"No, no matter what, never give up!"
Ye Chen shouted low and looked back at Lin Qing and Murong Yan. Seeing that they were looking at him anxiously, he couldn't help but smile at them, "Don't worry, I won't die. You... all The target of my protection!"
When the voice fell, Ye Chen retracted his gaze, but he raised his head and glanced at the sky. He held the sword in his right hand, and then formed a palm with his left hand and struck the sky fiercely.
"Boom!"
A palm struck into the sky, causing the sea of clouds to roll.
From the depths of the sea of clouds, a bolt of lightning broke through the sky, like a wave, and fell into Ye Chen's hand in an instant.
"ah……"
With a scream, Ye Chen trembled all over, and a thick smoke suddenly appeared in the palm of his hand.
"No……"
At this time, no matter it was Lin Qing, Leng Yuan or Murong Yan, they couldn't help but scream in surprise.
"I'm fine!"
Ye Chen pinched the tips of his teeth, and there was blood everywhere on his gums. The blood was very scary, and his face looked like a ghost, pale with a touch of blue light.
"Transformation...Shen...Jue..."
With a low shout, Ye Chen held the three-color giant sword tightly with both hands, turned around suddenly, and with the sword as his heart, formed a vortex and rushed towards the osmanthus tree.
"boom……"
There was a roar, the ground shook violently, Lin Qing and others screamed, and a wave of energy turned into a violent wind and swept over, forcing them all far away. The surrounding area was razed to the ground in an instant, and more houses were destroyed by the violent wind. Roll down.
But Ye Chen felt weak at this moment, and his whole body fell suddenly, accompanied by the sound of three long swords falling to the ground.
Everything returned to what it was before, the dark clouds in the sky dispersed, and the earth stopped shaking. However, when the three women stood firm, the scene in front of them shocked them greatly.
At this time, the sweet-scented osmanthus tree had been blasted into rubbish. A large crack of about half a meter appeared where the sweet-scented osmanthus tree used to be. Three long swords fell on both sides of the crack, and Ye Chen...
"Oops!"
Suddenly, Lin Qing exclaimed, hurriedly ran to the crack, and looked down.
In the crack, there is darkness, and you can't see the bottom.
"Sister Murong, please take care of Sister Leng, I'll go down and take a look!"
Looking back at Murong Yan who was supporting Leng Yuan, Lin Qing shook her red lips and jumped into the crack without waiting for them to get closer.
"Sister Lin..."
"Brothers and sisters..."
The two women were shocked at the same time when they saw this. As soon as they reached the crack, they felt a hurricane sweeping in from inside.
"ah……"
Lin Qing screamed and was swept up by the hurricane and fell to the ground.
At this time, there was another figure in the crack, wrapped in a green light, and slowly rose up.
In the green light, Ye Chen lay there with a pale face, flew up with the green light, and landed on the ground.
The green light flashed and turned into a ray of light that flew into Ye Chen's body. Read the full text of The Best Peach Blossom Luck.
"Ye Chen...Ye Chen, how are you?"
Upon seeing this, Lin Qing hurriedly crawled over, lay down next to Ye Chen, and held him in her arms with great effort.
"Ahem..."
Ye Chen coughed twice and slowly opened his eyes. When he saw it was Lin Qing, he couldn't help but smile at her.
"I'm fine. By the way, where is Sister Leng?"
After looking around, there was no trace of Leng Yuan, and Ye Chen suddenly felt anxious.
"I'm here!"
Leng Yuan smiled, and a soft voice came from the other side.
At this time, Murong Yan was supporting Leng Yuan, slowly came to Ye Chen, and both squatted down.
"Sister, I finally did it, and now I can save you!"
Ye Chen's face showed relief, and there was a touch of excitement on his pale face that could not be concealed.
"Well, my brother is very powerful. He finally found the third sword spirit. My sister is so happy for you!"
Leng Yuan nodded, held one of Ye Chen's arms, and then said: "In this case, my sister can be done with it without any regrets!"
"What's the meaning?"
Ye Chen's expression suddenly changed when he heard this, "Didn't you say that finding the third sword spirit would save you?"
"Yes, the third sword spirit is my sister!"
Leng Yuan smiled slightly, glanced at the green sword on the side, stretched out her hand, and quietly shot out a weak zhenyuan, and the long sword immediately entered her palm. "Tianzhu Sword, I will leave it to you from now on!"
"No, it's impossible. You lied to me. The third sword spirit has long been integrated into my body. How could it be related to you?"
Ye Chen shook his head in disbelief, his face getting paler.
"Come on, brother, here are all the elixirs that my sister has refined in her life, and now they are handed over to you!"
Leng Yuan did not answer Ye Chen's question, so she took off the ring on her right ring finger, and then slowly put it on Ye Chen's ring finger.
This is a light green ring, very beautiful.
"Brother, can you promise me something?"
Looking up at Ye Chen, Leng Yuan had a happy smile on his face.
"Whatever you say, as long as I can do it, I will definitely promise you!"
Ye Chen nodded subconsciously. Now that things have happened, he seems to have begun to believe and believe Leng Yuan's words. This is exactly what she asked before she died.
"Promise me... to live well!"
Looking at Ye Chen, Leng Yuan's voice was as weak as silk.
"Well, I promise you, sister, you must also promise me that you must live well and hold on, there must be a way!"
Ye Chen was anxious, seeing Leng Yuan's face getting paler and paler, her voice getting weaker and weaker, her aura becoming more and more faint, and the corners of his eyes filled with tears.
"Okay, I...also...promise...you..."
Leng Yuan nodded, but her delicate body softened. She held Ye Chen's hand and gradually dropped it.