The City’s Strongest Immortal Emperor

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"Buzz---"

At this moment, the blade vibrated gently, and the moss green patina on the black sword body several feet high disappeared at this moment, revealing the crystal clear sword body.

The radiance of the sword became stronger and stronger. In the end, it turned into a dazzling fairy light, and a wave of fairy power higher than the divine breath was lightly released. Although this is only a small piece of a broken Shenbao, it is far superior to many first-class treasures in the world. After all, if Ye Chen guesses right, this thing should be part of the "weapon". .

"Get up."

Ye Chen shot, trying to pull it up.

But the broken blade stayed in place, and it did not move at all. Even if Ye Chen condensed the powerful body of the three flowers and gathered the top, he could even pull up the powerful mana of Taishan, and he could not shake the broken blade even the fairy light above the broken blade. At this moment, it gradually converged and faded away, and was not moved by Ye Chen.

Obviously, the demon sons and others also found this broken blade, but they couldn't take it away after they tried everything, so they left it here. And at this moment, the broken blade did not agree with Ye Chen.

But Ye Chen sneered:

"Huh, after eating my benefits, I still want to run? Do you think I am the ants of the ants? That is your master, even the guy who killed your master, and when I saw me, I bowed my head and bowed my head. The remnants of the broken shank are broken."

After finishing, Ye Chen squeezed the method, and his hands changed like dragons.

"Get me up!"

"Bum--!"

A golden light shot from Ye Chen's palm and landed on the broken blade.

That **** light was twisted like a centipede, and it instantly fell on the broken blade, and penetrated into it frantically. It is like a magic spell imposed by a wizard, making the violent vibration of the broken blade buzzing a thousand times louder than the previous tweet. The fairy light inside blooms more like a bright fairy flower.

The brilliant light filled the entire stone room. The horrible supernatural power burst from it, like blades of blades, so that Ye Chen's skin was cut apart, revealing a trace of blood.

But Ye Chen didn't pay attention to it, and stared firmly at the broken blade, injecting mana into it frantically.

"Buzz---"

With the infusion of mana, the sound of broken blade chirping became louder and louder, and finally, resounded throughout the temple, like a dragon chant. The golden light, almost visible to the naked eye, first emerged from the top and then spread all the way to the bottom.

One foot, two feet, three feet...

One, two, three...

In the meantime, the broken blade struggled violently, and even let out the sword gas, splitting Ye Chen's body into a wound with a length of nearly a length, the blood stains were left, and the largest wound even nearly cut Ye Chen into the waist.

But Ye Chen's face was cold, and she didn't pay any attention to it. She just operated the law and forcibly refined this broken blade **** treasure. The golden light spread vertically and horizontally, just like the **** came to the world.

In the end, when the golden light completely enveloped the broken blade, the divine light on the broken blade suddenly ignited, and then instantly converged, turning into a common black blade that was only a few feet long.

After all, this thing is just a part of a soldier's blade. It doesn't even have a grip. It looks like a mallet. Ye Chen reached out and pulled it up. Seeing it above is as dark as a mirror. If you look closely, you can see a hint of golden lines. .

At this moment, Ye Chen knew that he had finally smelted a part of this **** treasure. But I don't know how long it will take to completely incorporate it into my own real blade, like a broken sword.

But Ye Chen was not in a hurry, but just smiled lightly: "Fall into my hands, do you still want to turn over? That is, the owner of your family is reborn, and don't want to take you back."

There was no movement in the broken blade, but Ye Chen felt the deepest part of it, trembling slightly, and it was unheard of.

Ye Chen ignored them and looked up outside the hall: "It's time to find the trouble of the Ten Thousand Demon Son."

The broken blade of this type of standard magic treasure is the biggest harvest since Ye Chen entered the fairy land and even returned to the earth. Even though it had lost its aura at the moment, it is now transformed into a black iron bar with a long ruler in Ye Chen's hands, which seems useless.

But Ye Chen was very happy.

After all, Shenbao is a Shenbao, even if it is only incomplete, the grade is much higher than Xianbao. With this broken blade in hand, Ye Chen is equivalent to mastering a peak fairy treasure, even if there is no power and magic power of fairy treasure. But only its sharpness and firmness can crush any Tianbao. Ye Chen was born again, and finally there was a blade that barely fit his hands.

"Looking at how wronged you are, you know that you are still unwilling, but it is the glory of your life to be able to follow me as a master."

Ye Chen smiled, and walked out of the Tibetan Bing Pavilion with the sword.

He glanced around again, convinced that many palaces were completely cleaned, and no treasures were left before regrettingly turning to escape, chasing away the demon son.

Despite the desperate attempt to hide his body, the demon son of Wan Wanshen, at that moment, the sword intention that broke out in his body made him leave a pile of blood stains at intervals. Ye Chen quickly passed through the towering pavilions and into the interior of the Qitian Hall, and finally stopped suddenly in front of an extremely grand palace.

This palace is more than ten times larger than any previous pavilion, just like a fairy palace.

Ye Chen stepped in and saw that the Ten Thousand Demon Son was standing by a well. The whole person was transformed into a human form, shrouded in a bright golden light, and the whole body was burning like a golden flame. His eyes looked cold:

"You dare to chase you, I'm really not afraid of death."

"How can a **** be feared by a **** son." Ye Chen shouldered his hands and walked step by step, replied indifferently.

"Oh, I thought that with your previous swordsmanship, you can kill the Divine Son? Doesn't you know that the Divine Son is not the same as several other wastes, can it be killed by a sword intent?" Wanzi Divine Child sneered.

He stopped here to rest for a while, the original faint breath did not rise but rose, his face was ruddy, the golden flame of his body was burning, and even Ye Chen could see that the pale red sword mark on his forehead was gradually disappearing at this moment. The sword that could kill the rebirth of thousands of people seemed to be forcibly erased by the demon son.

Ye Chen stared at him for a moment, then chuckled suddenly:

"It turns out that a Taoist monk has refined a life-long treasure bound to the soul of the gods for you. No wonder it can suppress my sword. But you think that by virtue of a life-long treasure, you can completely get rid of my one. Is there a sword in the world?"

The fairy demon said quietly:

"Huh, I can't get rid of it now, but when I kill you and return to the Xinghai, ask the old ancestor to get shot, it can be easily erased. As for you Ye Chen, even if you can escape from my hands today, but the whole earth and frost Yepa will be buried for you!"

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