The City’s Strongest Immortal Emperor

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Gu Jingtian and Blade are all strong players in Jindan's mid-term and above, and they can shake the pinnacle of the earth's divine realm, only weaker than out of the realm. But they are like flies in Ye Chen's hands.

Many people who did not go to Huashandian to watch the battle, for the first time understand what Ye Chen's first person in the world means.

"Only by pressing the world and being invincible in every aspect can it be promoted by the whole world as the first in the world, and Ye Xianshi deserves it."

Ren Lifeng looked at Ye Chen's back, recalling the battle of Xiao Fu, he couldn't help feeling emotion.

"Fuck!"

At this time, Lei Lingzi had just descended from the top of the mountain.

Seeing Ye Chen not only stopped, but also killed a man from the ancient Zongmen. Suddenly, like a slap on his face, the three souls of Lei Lingzi's qi flew out of the body, and Qiqiao made smoke.

"Okay, today I must wash the world with blood, and use your blood to honor my brother."

Lei Lingzi's eyes were soaring, there was a wind and thunder roaring beside him, and Lei Yin said.

Ye Chen still ignored him, but rushed into the crowds of the ancient ancestors and started to kill.

"Before you, did you kill me Chinese martial arts?"

Ye Chen's figure flickered, and came to the bitter monk, his eyes cold.

"I……"

Suffering monk, fear for the first time. Faced with these despised secular practitioners, this true monarch from Longxiang Temple only felt his feet trembling.

"I have vowed to be a sanctuary for the Chinese martial arts community, and be a murderer if they offend me.

Ye Chen's expressionless face lifted his palm and shot again.

"what!"

The miserable monk deserves to be the descendant of Longxiang Temple, at this juncture of life and death. Long Xiang urged to the top in nine days. I saw him like a steel casting, a tiger, leopard, thunder, a dragon sound, sounded from all the visceral bones of the Fashen's limbs and bones. His whole person, like the golden body Luohan came into the world, extremely sacred.

At this time, the miserable monk, only half a step away from the achievement of the Luohan golden body, has surpassed the fighting king and others, and has not lost the body of the true monarch. I saw thousands of golden lights, and layers of Yunxia overflowed from the miserable monk. His expression was extremely sacred, raising his hands, doing the fist of the Luohan dervish, and striving towards Ye Chen.

"dead."

Ye Chen's eyes are full of joy and sorrow, and countless tiny golden spells are undulating like the tide.

His slender white hands suddenly became crystal clear, like a sapphire glass. Among the glass, there are countless gold threads swimming.

The three gods are unified, and the true king is split in one hand, not to mention the one and a half steps of the Luohan body.

"Boom!"

In the eyes of everyone, the miserable monk took the dust from Ye Chen's palm, and even the lines were not moving, and he was not hurt in the slightest.

"blocked?"

All the disciples of the ancient Zongmen were about to rejoice.

When I saw the bitter monk, a bit of bitterness suddenly appeared on my face. It seemed bitter, like the helplessness of Venerable Ananda when he fell into hell.

"May I have a bodhi body in the afterlife, like a black iron, a heart like glazed glass, and a mirror without dust, for great merit..."

The miserable monk was thinking in his mouth, his eyes showing relief.

Everyone looked at it in horror, and saw a crack on his face, and then there were more and more cracks. From the top of his head, there were all the limbs and corpses all over the head, and finally the whole body, like a broken vase, made up the cobweb.

Finally, with only a click, the entire golden body of the miserable monk was turned into fragments, and the inches burst apart, as if a little golden light dispersed.

It turned out that he didn't block the blow. In that palm, the whole body of the miserable monk was already shattered into pieces by Ye Chen's unshakable strength, but this force was too strong. Hidden but not sent, and after a few seconds, it finally burst.

The third palm, Longxiang Temple's heirs, suffering and monk die!

All the disciples of the antiquity ancestors were in fear. It was Lei Lingzi, all in a figure, with a solemn look in his eyes. Even if he was very proud, he felt that the miserable monk was not his opponent, but he didn't dare to say that he could smash the half-lohan body.

But at this time, Ye Chen did not close at all.

"Have you just shot?"

Ye Chen flashed to the descendants of the Valley of Flames.

This seven tricks have golden flames spitting out and practicing the golden flame **** tactics. After being known as the great master, they can transform the entire body into a group of golden fire flames, and pass the flame valley to the true monarchs who are refined by the true monarchs. Spitting flames just wanted to resist.

It's a pity that his flame is in Ye Chen's eyes?

Ye Chen snorted coldly, hitting a flame in his backhand, and directly burned the guy with the axe into nothingness, leaving no trace of residue.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Chen killed all the way, almost killed one person with a single flick, and finally killed the man in the ancient Zongmen halfway before finally ending.

The audience was silent.

No one expected that just after the menacing force, they would slaughter the entire ancient Chinese sect in the martial arts world. In front of Ye Chen, they were like ants and could not withstand a blow.

In ten fingers, killing two or thirty people in a row, the ancient Zongmen killed in horror.

"Straighten the true monarch, this is the real power of slamming the true monarch."

Xiao Fu shook his hands.

And Lei Lingzi, his already angry hair is upright, and the roots are purple and blooming: "Ye Xianshi, you are too deceiving!"

For Lei Lingzi, Ye Chen, in front of him, killed one step at a time, killing twenty or thirty monks of the ancient Zongmen. Among them are even five elders in Jindan Realm, which is like a slap in the chain, drawing on Lei Lingzi's face. He didn't even know how to go back and explain to the true princes of the religions.

You should know that people like Suhou Monk, Gu Jingtian and others are elite disciples of the most heirloom lineage of the Great Church. At least one true prince confessed. Here, five or six of them fell in one breath and passed back to the ancient ancestral gate. Shocking things.

"Okay, you Chinese martial arts wait for me to be washed by blood. After killing you Ye Xianshi, I will destroy your Frost Leaf Tower, cut you Frost Leaf Tower from top to bottom, and cut them down to pay homage to me. 'S younger brothers, and the disciples of the ancient Zongmen."

In Lei Lingzi's eyes, an inch of thunder burst exploded, and he gritted his teeth.

"Ok?"

Ye Chen was not prepared to worry about Lei Lingzi, after all, Lei Lingzi had not shot before. Ye Chen has always killed people for a long time. Since Lei Lingzi didn't make a shot, Ye Chen was too lazy to care about him, but he didn't expect that Lei Lingzi was going to slaughter Frost Yelou.

"Sinners do not live."

Ye Chen withdrew his hand, and with cold eyes, his eyes were like a cold wind in the poles, and his heart was deep.

Lei Lingzi is not afraid, he is one of the youngest generation of the ancient Zongmen, one of the top arrogance. Born to mutate the top grade Lei Linggen, he can fight for half a step. In addition to the arrogance of the Seven Great Profound Doors, only the very few Jindan pinnacles can compete with the new generation of the ancient Zongmen!

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