The City’s Strongest Immortal Emperor

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At this moment, the sky and the ground, everyone looked ashen.

After the battle, finally, the existence of the leader level has fallen. And this is just the beginning!

Xiuzhu Zhenjun is dead...

This result, whether it is the immortals in the Holy Heaven Palace or the millions of people on the ground, no one expected. That's the master of the sturdy bamboo garden, one of the strongest men in the world. In particular, he still holds Xianbao in his hands, enough to suppress one person by one person.

He was killed by Ye Chen under the guard of six other leaders!

Despite the effect of Pluto's pulling the green bamboo to lock the soul order, it also showed Ye Chen's terrifying power. These masters, holding Xian Bao, can barely take him a knife. Ordinary true monarchs or supreme giants are cut off with two swords and no power to fight back.

"He is too strong!"

Mrs. Kuwen looked pale.

Ye Chen cuts through the void with every knife, although there is still a gap between the strength of the Yuanying monk tearing the space and breaking the vacuum. But this shows that Ye Chen has touched Yuanying's doorway. In the face of such terrifying power, Xianbao is inferior. Mrs. Ku Wen has lost her confidence in defeating Ye Chen.

"At this point, do I still have a retreat? I can only fight to the end."

Holy Heavenly Emperor's complexion.

On him, a dazzling golden battle jacket radiated endless light, and the Daoqi qi radiated. It is the Zhenzong Xianbao Shenglong Batian robe of Shengtian Palace.

The immortal treasure of Shengtian Palace is relatively rare, but it is a defense immortal treasure. Xiao Tianjun, who is equipped with the Holy Heavenly Emperor, cultivated at the time. At this time, he was the most powerful of all people. Only he can greet Ye Chen without a wound.

Lord of the Flame Valley, No Heaven Buddha, Asking the Sword Patriarch, etc., are now determined.

They forced Ye Chen to the extreme and forced out the card of the Blue Dragon Divine Beast, which had already settled their life and death enemies, and Ye Chen would not let them go.

At this time, a horror came flying in the Holy Heaven Palace, showing the figure of Fairy Moon Fire.

She was just asking the old ancestor's wife, Mu Xingchen's grandmother.

"Why are you here? Go home!"

Ask Jian Pao angrily.

In this battle, apart from Xiaotianjunjun or holding Xianbao, ordinary congenitals are simply not eligible to participate. Such supreme giants as Fire Moon Fairy can't stop Ye Chen's sword.

"Ye Chen killed my descendants, how can I not come? Moreover, I have borrowed the frost cold moon from my sister, even if our husband and wife go to Huangquan, we have to go together."

Fire Moon Fairy said coldly.

A round of bright moon appeared behind her, and Dao Han Mang hung down, showing a half-moon-shaped frost cold moon. A ray of ice and soul gathered around the frost and cold moon. Fire Moon Fairy's breath skyrocketed and instantly broke into Xiao Tianjun.

"Boom--!"

The fighting broke out again.

The new army of the Fire Moon Fairy joined, and the seven major teachers regrouped. This time they got together tightly, and every time they tried, they tried to keep the pace as consistent as possible. Even if the injury was as heavy as a heavenless Buddha, he began to swallow elixir to suppress the injury.

Everyone knows that this is a battle related to the fate of the ancient Zongmen.

On the ground, Sister Lu, Sister Lin, Bai Yunshang, etc., looked up nervously. In the Holy Heaven Palace, many true monarchs are even more solemn and dignified.

Above nine days, thunder was a masterpiece, and the energy of terror surged. The entire sky has turned into a sea of ​​vitality.

"His magic sword is shocking, and every time it is used, it will consume a huge amount of power. We only have to drag it down and consume his real yuan, and we will win." Saint Heavenly Emperor said.

They expected it well, although Chen Lei opened the sky sword, although it was extremely terrifying, it could cut open the space. But the mana consumed is like mountains and seas. Every time Ye Chen cut out, the Qinglong Zhenyuan in his body shrank. A monk out of the realm of consciousness, there should have been an endless source of energy, but at this time in the fierce battle, how can there be time to regain the energy.

"But I want to exhaust my mana, I don't know if you can last until that time?"

There was a hint of sarcasm in Ye Chen's double pupils.

Eighth, ninth, tenth...

Every time Ye Chen cuts out, a leader will vomit blood and go backwards. Although the body of the true monarch is strong, they can't bear Ye Chen's power to shake earth and earth.

Especially the Celestial Buddha, who suffered the most injuries.

At this time, his face was pale gold, known as not bad, and the body was covered with tiny cracks like a cobweb, just like a porcelain bottle about to break. Just a slight poke, it burst instantly.

"No **** power!"

Wu Tian Buddha forcibly raised mana and punched Mu Mu with a punch. The surging golden sound waves shot toward Ye Chen like a beam of light. Every time he punched out, he would spit out blood, and in the end, his body was stained with blood.

"You have Lei Yin, how can I not? And look at my Long Xiao nine days!"

Ye Chen fiercely opened his mouth and looked up at the sky, making a huge roar.

"Roar--!"

The roar was like a nuclear bomb exploding, and the Nine Sky God thunder fell. Suddenly exploded in the void. Tens of miles of clouds were all scattered. In the void, there are even small black cracks, which are unbearable in the space, and are cracked.

The ancient Qinglong is famous for its roar. An adult Qinglong can even roar to the stars!

How have these ancient ancestors seen such a supernatural power?

The horrible sound wave fell from the sky and hit the ground. Several peaks were directly leveled. In the heavenly city of millions of people, countless mortals were stunned. Only a handful of those who are out of bounds can barely support. The Holy Temple shivered slightly.

Several high priests in the high sky sacrificed Xianbao bodyguards one after another, and were shocked and dizzy. But the closest Buddha was not so lucky.

His godlessness was directly broken by Ye Chen's Long Xiao nine days. A terrifying sound wave rushed, and Donkey Kong couldn't support it. With the sound of the skyless Buddha, the volley exploded and was directly blown into a cloud of blood mist.

The second leader died!

In a short period of time, two people fell one after another. They desperately controlled the magic weapon, urged Xianbao's last trace of strength, and killed Ye Chen.

But Ye Chen looked cold.

Chen Lei opened the sky knife, the knife and knife crossed the sky, and occasionally threw a record of the Blue Dragon Demon God Thunder. Although the six priests tried everything they could, they couldn't hurt Ye Chen.

Finally, after ten fingers, Mrs. Ku Wen was slashed by Ye Chen, and he even took twenty-four days and cut it in two.

The third leader has fallen!

After seventeen fingers, Qingyun Zhenjun was shocked by Ye Chen's roar, and the whole person was shocked in the nine days of Long Xiao.

The fourth leader has fallen!

After twenty or twenty fingers, the Fire Moon Fairy was hit by the Green Dragon Demon, her bright and clean like a moon, her cold and peerless posture, directly annihilated into blue smoke by the Chaotic Thunder Column, leaving nothing at all.

The fifth leader has fallen!

In a short span of time, there were three successive leaders declining. Everyone became more and more desperate. Especially when I asked the ancestor of the sword, when I saw this scene, it was even more eye-opening, and there was a roar of tears.

"Ye Chen, I want to die with you!"

Ask the sword ancestor a fierce sword and insert it into his chest.

Pi Tianjian buzzed, blood spurs poured from the ancestor of Wenjian into Pi Tianjian. Each blood awn is the blood of the sword ancestor who has been practicing hard for hundreds of years, and is now being madly drawn by Pitianjian. His hair changed from black to white with a degree visible to the naked eye. And the breath of Pitianjian climbed rapidly and skyrocketed.

"What is he doing?"

Everyone on the ground was surprised.

The old patriarch, who is proficient in ancient books, suddenly changed his face and exclaimed: "In the form of a body sacrifice, I asked the ancestor of the sword to use life and awaken the spirit. Let Xianbao fully awaken and wield the power of Tianjun!"

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