Chapter 1740: The origin of immortal profound arts!

The intense blood burst from the middle-aged man's body, a cloud of blood mist appeared on the middle-aged man's hand, and then he grasped Ye Chen's fist like this.
Ye Chen felt like a punch hit a hard rock, and his fists were a little painful.
"Even blocked?"
Ye Chen's pupils shrank slightly, and a solemn color flashed in his eyes.
It was the first time Ye Chen was so easily blocked by someone since he became a master of the fist.
And still in this way of rolling.
"This is the breath of the ancient clan's exercises. You actually cultivated my ancient clan's inheritance techniques, the ancient gods?"
The middle-aged man roared and his face showed a crazy look.
Obviously, Ye Chen's exercises stimulated him a lot.
Ye Chen's expression changed slightly, and the vitality of his body was violent, he broke free of the middle-aged man's palm, and stepped back.
"What ancient tribe, what ancient trick? I don't understand what you are talking about."
Ye Chen squinted his eyes, and said in a deep voice, "The technique I practice is called Immortal Xuan Gong."
"The Immortal Profound Art is the first volume of the Ancient God Jue. You really cultivated the Ancient God Jue."
The middle-aged man stared straight at Ye Chen, his eyes seemed to penetrate Ye Chen's body, and he said with a stern look: "After getting through the eight doors in the body, even the divine body is about to be finished. It seems that you want to practice the Undead Profound Art."
"Even with the help of the body of the ancient gods here, you can directly transform into the people of the ancient royal family and completely refine into the gods. It's really a good strategy and a good method."
The middle-aged man roared with a hideous face, and a terrifying aura suddenly spread.
Ye Chen's body shook, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.
The words of the middle-aged man shocked Ye Chen.
Ye Chen really heard the name of the ancient clan for the first time, but this person even knew the immortal profound arts. Obviously, what he said should be true.
"Could it be that the body of the immortal demon buried here is what he called the body of the ancient god? What exactly is the ancient god."
Ye Chen's breathing suddenly became a little hurried.
The words of the middle-aged man suddenly made Ye Chen's mood become confused.
He always thought that the exercises in the dragon pattern ring were the inheritance left by Xuanyuan.
But according to what the middle-aged man said, the immortal profound arts he cultivated were the first volume of the ancient gods and the inheritance of this ancient god.
This shocked Ye Chen extremely.
Emperor Xuanyuan left this dragon ring ring on purpose.
Is it possible that he wants him to inherit the inheritance of this ancient god?
But Ye Chen still didn't know exactly what this ancient was.
"What is the ancient god?"
Ye Chen took a deep breath and said in a deep voice.
"Ignorant junior, mere mortals dare to get involved in the inheritance of ancient gods, you deserve to die."
The middle-aged man gave a low cry, and a scarlet blood mist suddenly spread, and the yellow robe on his body suddenly became scarlet as blood, turning into a blood-colored robe.
Then the middle-aged man stretched out his hand towards Ye Chen, and a blood-colored finger appeared in the void, blasting towards Ye Chen.
"Quiet."
Ye Chen yelled, the power of the semi-divine body was stimulated to the extreme, and he blasted out with a punch.
Suddenly, a force of dying violent suddenly, and the fingers bombarded together.
Then Ye Chen felt a strong counter-shock force surging, and the shocked Ye Chen's face turned pale, the whole person was directly blown out, and blood spurted out desperately.
"So strong."
Ye Chen's eyes were full of shock.
This person's strength is definitely not an ordinary Ning Yuan powerhouse.
Before in Yanjing, Ye Chen had seen Ye Xiangyang, the ancestor of the Ye family, and Ji Daoling played against each other. The aura of the two of them was far less powerful than this person.
The strength of this person is not something he can resist.
"Athena, you don't want to do it yet."
Ye Chen's face turned pale, and he shouted at Athena not far away.
Athena, who was standing on the side, wrinkled slightly at this time, holding Pallas's spear, her whole body was surging, and she stabbed at the middle-aged man.
Suddenly Pallas's spear turned into a ferocious black dragon, biting away at the middle-aged man.
"Blood God Kill!"
The middle-aged man yelled, volleyed a finger, and a drop of blood flew from his fingertips and hit Pallas's spear.
Suddenly, Athena felt a strong force coming from the spear, and her figure involuntarily took a step backward.
"I didn't expect that there would be a cultivator from the Ningyuan Realm here, which really surprised the old man."
A glint flashed in the middle-aged man’s eyes, and he laughed:
It’s true that women with such strength are rare. How about being a lonely Taoist couple? As long as you become a lonely person, you can live long and happy, with the world. life."
"kill."
Athena snorted, her face full of evil spirits, and a bright black light appeared on Pallas's spear, throwing at the middle-aged man.
"Quiet Fist!"
The middle-aged man's eyes flashed with a sense of silence, and he suddenly raised his right fist and threw it out at Pallas's spear.
A wind of dying surging from the middle-aged man's hand suddenly blew on the hall.
"This is the nirvana fist? How could he be the nirvana fist? This is a magic technique attached to the immortal profound arts."
Ye Chen's pupils shrank slightly, his face suddenly changed, and a hint of thinking flashed in his eyes.
"Is it possible that this person has also cultivated immortality profound art? Then who is he?"
Ye Chen felt a little confused in his mind at this time.
The silence fist cast by the middle-aged man is different from Ye Chen's. The terrifying wind of silence seems to swallow everything.
Suddenly, Athena was slammed back by Silence Fist, and the palm of Pallas's spear was shaking.
"No, Athena's awakening time is too short after all, and her strength has not returned to her peak state. At this time, she is not her opponent."
Avril's face changed at this time, and she said in a deep voice.
Apollo and Artemis frowned, and the divine power in their bodies began to gather.
At this time, after the middle-aged man repelled Athena, he did not pursue it, and turned around to think about Ye Chen.
"As long as I kill you, Xuanyuan's plan will fail, and I will completely recover after devouring your body."
A smile appeared on the middle-aged man's face, and he reached out and grabbed Ye Chen.
Ye Chen gritted his teeth and just wanted to perform the extreme immortal technique. At this time, the light curtain of the hall suddenly trembled, and then a black spear directly pierced the light curtain and pierced towards the middle-aged man.
In the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of the middle-aged man.
A fierce air suddenly spread.
The middle-aged man's face changed, he stretched out his hand to block him, and slapped the black spear.
With a bang, the middle-aged man was directly shot out by the spear.
"This is the Overlord Spear? Xiang Yu actually came?"
Ye Chen's expression changed, and he subconsciously looked at the entrance of the hall, and indeed Xiang Yu's figure appeared in the hall.
"Ying Zheng, I came to kill you alone."
Xiang Yu's majestic voice stirred in the hall.