Chapter 1696: Just wait here
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Banished Disciple’s Counterattack
- Three Realms And Six Paths
- 1480 characters
- 2021-03-01 10:22:42
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On the eighteenth floor of hell, Ye Chen and Zhao Yun both woke up.
One person and one stick again. On the ground, one draws a circle, and the other crosses. One can imagine how boring they are.
"Why aren't you a woman?" Ye Chen shook her head. "At the very least, I can find something to do."
"Just your name, there shouldn't be a second in your universe." Zhao Yun, too, buried a seed in his head.
A nonsense dialogue, the two goods fell into peace again.
I don't know how long it took before I saw Zhao Yun turning over and jumping up.
Seeing that he jumped up, Ye Chen's goods rose up, and to see Zhao Yun's expression, there was something good in this hell.
Sure enough, as before, the evil spirits came out again.
Suddenly, the two of them came to their spirits. The evil spirits were just a lot of soul power, but they were both tonic.
"Just wait for this." The two greeted the guy in unison, and even made a loud snoring noise.
Hell is lively, and the evil spirits are blown up.
Swallowing the soul power of three evil spirits with six heads, and the soul power of two people are enough horror, the little ghosts are destroyed in pieces.
Although their soul power is thin, they are not very pure.
However, a larger number can also cause qualitative changes. Enough is swallowed, and the soul power is also rising.
That is to say, these two perverts, if they were to be sealed to eighteen layers of by other people, his mother would have died 800 times.
Looking away, whether Ye Chen or Zhao Yun, their bodies are both dazzling and powerful.
Among the black evil spirits, the two were as dazzling as the two rounds of the sun, shining the dark and dark hell.
"Come, there's a big guy." Ye Chentong's Zheng Shuang and Ye Lang's energy were on, and he heard Zhao Yun's call.
In a word, Ye Chen's eyes suddenly shone.
Zhao Yun can be called a big guy, that head should not be small, and its soul power is definitely not comparable to a little ghost.
Without thinking about it, Ye Chen slipped into Zhao Yun's side.
Across the distance, he saw a behemoth.
That lame foot is seven or eight feet tall, with a huge skull, huge eyes, a big mouth of blood, and spitting flames and thunder.
It is also dark and has thick limbs, and a string of necklaces hanging on the neck, which are made of small heads.
Its body is also as heavy as a mountain, one step at a time, even more terrible than the previous three-headed, six-armed evil spirit.
When Ye Chen arrived, it happened that Zhao Yun's nagging flew over.
It was knocked down by a huge one-eyed evil spirit with a slap, and it was also because Zhao Yun was very strong, otherwise he would have been beaten to gray.
"Just like big ones." Ye Chen grinned.
"Mutual attack." Zhao Yun immediately moved Yin Jue.
"It must be tacit." Ye Chen's feet were too imaginary, his figure was ghost-like, and then a series of afterimages came to an extreme.
The one-eyed ghost screamed, opening his mouth with flames and thunder.
Ye Chen's position was very loud. Previously, the surge in soul power and the speed had also changed. The fire and thunder that had been shot were all avoided.
In three or five moments, he killed the one-eyed evil spirit, and said nothing nonsense.
The one-eyed evil spirit stunned, reached out his big hand, and caught Ye Chen.
Of course, its fierce hand, before touching Ye Chen, saw a beam of light, fell from the sky, fell on it impartially, and banned its movements.
That is the secret technique of imprisonment performed by Zhao Yun in cooperation with Ye Chen.
At this instant, Ye Chen's killing of the sword had arrived, and one sword was destroyed.
The big eyes of the one-eyed evil spirit were pierced on the spot, dark blood was splattered, and evil thoughts and smells were rolled.
The one-eyed evil spirit was angry, hissing and roaring, and the soul sound wave was overbearing. Ye Chen was shocked and squirted blood on the spot.
"The Taixu Dragon is banned." Even though it was flying upside down, Ye Chen wasn't idle, quickly sealed the seal, and moved the Taixu banning secret technique.
The cage suddenly appeared, trapped the one-eyed evil spirit, and his body lagged again.
This time Zhao Yun was changed, the time was extremely accurate, and he struck to death, and he killed the head of the one-eyed evil spirit with one sword.
The head was beheaded, and the huge one-eyed evil spirit fell to the ground, his body collapsed, and only a pure soul flew.
The battle is coming fast, and it is going fast. A terrible evil spirit is killed like this, everything is neat.
Naturally, this is also due to the tacit cooperation between the two. The cooperation between the master and the master is so pissing.
"Come, yours." Zhao Yun split the soul power, took away half of it, and pushed the other half toward Ye Chen.
"It's still the big guy." Ye Chen swallowed openly.
The pure soul power instantly melts into the soul body, a few impurities are refined out of the body, and the soul power of the two surges again.
"Continue." The two were not idle. They ran to each other, the big guy was destroyed, and many little ghosts were walking around.
Next, it was a unilateral sweep. Although there were many little evil spirits, no one could carry two swords.
This is the absolute suppression of soul power. They have no thoughts, and they can't cooperate. Where are the two opponents.
Hell is weird. About an hour later, those little ghosts dissipated, not by being destroyed, but by themselves.
They searched an open area, one carrying a sack.
Inside, all of them contained a lot of soul power, different sizes, high and low purity, and a huge number.
"It looks like it's not hell, it's more like experience." Ye Chen said while swallowing his soul.
"Compared to the two of us, it is a training experience, but if ordinary people come in, they will be bitten by evil spirits all day, don't underestimate hell." Zhao Yun swallowed a soul, and took a nap.
"You say that, there is nothing wrong with it." Ye Chen smiled, but thanked Meng Po's soup, so that his soul surged, so as not to come to this and suffer from the bite.
Many souls were swallowed, and the two closed their eyes with their knees crossed.
Not all evil spirits are as pure as one-eyed evil spirits, and most of them are mixed with evil thoughts and evil thoughts.
If you swallow too much, evil thoughts will gather, which will disturb your mind. You need to refine your body, as long as you have pure soul power.
Both of them spent so many days after that.
The appearance of evil spirits seems to have a cycle. Every once in a while, they will run out of chaos and bite them to death.
Are the two a joke, every time the evil spirits appear, they eat a full meal, and their spirits soar.
Especially for the big guys, one is fiercer than the other, but one is worse than the other, and the soul power is nourished by both.
The two got together again, like a gimmick, pressing down with a single bite, it felt wonderful.
Their soul power is stronger than when they first arrived.
Not blown, with his strength at the moment, slapped a one-eyed evil spirit with one palm, like a play, no pressure.
It was another open field raging by the Yinfenger. The two sat on their own, swallowed many soul powers, and each was refining.
Strands of black gas were refined out of the body, and the soul body became crystal clear, shiny, and very bright.
With a spit of muddy gas, the two opened their eyes without distinction, their eyes were clean and equally deep.
"Do you feel that there is a ... inexplicable opportunity in the eighteen floors of hell." Ye Chen said touching his chin.
"It does feel that way." Zhao Yun also touched his chin.
The two fell into deep contemplation, sometimes stomping their feet, and sometimes looking at the sky, showing a deep meaning.
The surge of soul power has made me aware of the delicate mystery of hell. The eighteen layers of are not so simple on the surface.
After looking at it for a long time, the two talents looked at each other and looked at each other, and then they fell down tacitly and looked at their feet.
"There must be a Dafa array in these eighteen layers of hell." Zhao Yun's eyes narrowed for a moment, seeming to break a hint.
"In other words, it is the big array that maintains the on the eighteenth floor of the Hades." Ye Chen's eyes twinkled with divine light.
"So, there are powerful souls to keep the big team running."