Chapter 1743: Funeral!

Since Ye Chen entered the tomb of the immortal, Ye Chen has seen it for the first time. In the depths of the tomb of the immortal, the power of origin is surging.
And most importantly, this source of power was actually inspired by Ying Zheng.
Not only knows the origin of this immortal demon god, but also knows the techniques of immortal profound arts, and most importantly, it can also arouse the power belonging to the immortal demon god.
If it hadn't been for the knowledge that the Immortal Demon God had been beheaded by Xuanyuan, Ye Chen would almost doubt that Ying Zheng in front of him was the Immortal Demon God himself.
"But who is the Daotian he is talking about? Is it possible that the immortal demon who has fallen here?"
Ye Chen squinted his eyes, a strange color flashed in his eyes.
With the influx of the source of power here, a vortex of spiritual power blew up in the heavenly palace, and the aura in Yingzheng's body rose rapidly to an extremely terrifying degree.
"who are you?"
Ye Chen frowned and shouted loudly.
"Since you are about to die, the old man will tell you that this deity is called Motian and is the lord of this place."
Motian Jiejie smiled, his eyes flashing with strange light.
"Boy, if you take refuge in me, when I fully recover, you can transform you into a person of the ancient race. At that time, the world is so big that you can let you go."
Mo Tian said seductively.
"Huh, a trace of magic thought born on the corpse of the immortal demon god, dare to claim to be the master of this place?"
Xiang Yu snorted coldly, and said with a look of disdain.
"The deity is the soul of Daotian when he is dying, so that the soul of the future will stay forever and be completely resurrected. I have the memory of Daotian, and naturally I am the master of this place. No one can inherit this place except me. obtain."
Mo Tian roared in a low voice, the violent sound waves madly escaped to the surroundings, and the entire Tiangong began to tremble.
Ye Chen couldn't help taking a breath after hearing this.
This person turned out to be a bit of a distraction from the Immortal Demon God, no wonder he could control the original power of this place and knew his techniques.
According to what he said, things are going to be very troublesome.
As Daotian's clone, here you can draw on the remaining power of the Indestructible Demon God.
If he really allowed him to unrestrictedly mobilize the power of the source to recover his injuries, I am afraid that everyone present can not suppress him.
Xiang Yu naturally knew this.
"kill!"
Xiang Yu gave a low shout, a flash of cold light flashed in his eyes, holding the Overlord's gun to kill him.
Motian waved his sleeves, and the blood mist rolled around his body, and suddenly a blood dragon rose up into the sky, biting towards Xiang Yu.
With a boom, Xiang Yu’s Overlord’s Spear and the Blood Dragon collided.
The gusts of strong wind burst into pieces, Xiang Yu's face turned white, and he held the Overlord's gun three steps back, and the whole body's aura turned slightly.
However, Motian's blood dragon also collapsed.
At this time, the strength of the two was almost the same.
"Xiang Yu, today you will let you see the old man's spells."
A flash of cold light flashed in Motian's eyes, pinched with both hands, and shouted: "There is blood in the sky!"
As Motian's voice fell, a cloud of blood enveloped everyone's heads, spreading the entire Heavenly Palace in it.
Ye Chen looked up at the blood cloud in the sky, and suddenly felt a chill in his heart.
This level of battle has exceeded Ye Chen's prediction.
With his strength, it can't be mixed with it.
At this time, as the blood cloud suddenly expanded, a drop of blood rain dripped towards Xiang Yu.
From a distance, it seemed to be the blood of heaven.
"This is Ningyuan's technique?"
Zong Qingfeng's eyes condensed, and he said with emotion: "The old man thought that even if he was Ning Yuan, with my half-step Ning Yuan's strength, he could fight against one. Now it seems that it is really ridiculous."
"This kind of magic has long been beyond the scope of human beings, and it can be called a fairy magic."
Zhang Zichen said in shock.
"Ghost brake gun."
Xiang Yu showed a solemn look on his face, gave a low voice, and stabbed him out.
In an instant, a flash of light flashed in Ye Chen's eyes, and two Xiang Yu appeared in the sky. The speed was so fast as to travel through time and space.
A gleam of light flashed in Motian's eyes, and he pointed a finger slightly, the blood raining all over the sky violently stirred, unexpectedly formed a whirlpool, directly blocking Xiang Yu in it.
"No matter how fast it is, if there is no power, it still won't help."
Motian said indifferently.
"Really? It depends on how Gu can break your spell."
Xiang Yu laughed, his eyes full of gaze, and with the influx of true energy, the Overlord's spear suddenly bloomed with astonishing killing intent.
One after another, the undead came out from the Overlord Spear and hovered around Xiang Yu's body.
Ye Chen looked around, and the sky was full of dense figures. He could only see the ancient armor on his body, but couldn't see his appearance.
"burial."
Xiang Yu gave a low growl, and saw the tens of thousands of undead figures in the book. At the same time, he opened his mouth and roared the same word.
"burial!"
The sound was loud, as if it was about to shatter the sky, the monstrous killing intent violently stirred up, unexpectedly aroused a violent wind in the palace.
This is the yin wind, filled with the killing intent of tens of thousands of undead.
With the appearance of this yin wind, the surrounding blood-colored vortex was a little shocked.
"day!"
Xiang Yu gave a low shout, and the spear in his hand shot out suddenly, turning into a black dragon, rushing towards the vortex.
As the Overlord's Spear flew out, the undead in the sky roared and gathered with the black dragon with a yin wind, forming a dragon of evil spirits that penetrated the sky and directly hit the blood-colored vortex.
Suddenly, the Scarlet Vortex blew to pieces in an instant, and the evil spirit long dragon transformed into the Overlord Spear directly blasted on Motian's body.
"The power of the source, condensate!"
Mo Tian shouted, his face was full of hideous colors, and the masses of blood mist turned into a blood-colored barrier, guarding him in front of him.
With a bang, Motian's face turned pale, he vomited blood back, and a huge blood hole appeared in his flesh.
"I didn't expect that such a of war could be born in a world with withered spirit. It's really amazing."
The voice of the golden dragon rang in Ye Chen's mind.
"However, Motian has already controlled the power of this place. With his strength, although he can defeat Motian, he cannot be killed."
The golden little dragon said in a deep voice, "For the present plan, if you want to suppress Mo Tian, ​​you can only use Xuanyuan Sword."
"Can't this kill him?"
Ye Chen took a breath, gritted his teeth and said, "What to do."
"You must first drop your blood to recognize the master before you can control Xuanyuan Sword."
The golden dragon said in a deep voice.
Ye Chen frowned, bit the tip of his tongue, and vomited a mouthful of blood on Xuanyuanjian.
Suddenly a golden light flashed on Xuanyuan Sword, and Ye Chen's essence and blood were sucked into it.
Then Ye Chen could vaguely feel the connection with Xuanyuanjian in his heart.
However, this connection was very weak, so weak that Ye Chen couldn't stimulate the power of Xuanyuanjian.
But time is urgent, Ye Chen has no time to thoroughly refine Xuanyuan Sword.
"No, I am afraid it will take a while for Xuanyuanjian to recognize the master."
Ye Chen said in a deep voice.
"It's okay, the power of the dragon pattern ring and the Xuanyuan sword are the same. Using the power of the dragon pattern ring is enough to motivate Xuanyuan sword, but you only have one chance to use Xuanyuan sword."
The golden dragon said in a deep voice.
"One time?"
A gleam of light flashed in Ye Chen's eyes, he took a deep breath, and said with a smile, "Enough."
"Okay, I will inject the power of the dragon pattern ring into the Xuanyuan sword, you seize the opportunity."
The golden dragon said in a deep voice.
Ye Chen nodded, with a solemn expression on his face.
At this time, Mo Tian retreated hundreds of steps, and this was how Xiang Yu's power to recruit the burial sky was completely resolved.
"If it weren't for this origin, the move just now would really kill the deity."
A look of jealousy flashed in Motian's eyes, and he said in a deep voice: "If you surrender to me, you and I will join hands to rule the world."
"Want to surrender alone? You are also worthy."
Xiang Yu laughed, his face was full of gaze.
"Born to be a master, and death is also a ghost."
"Today, the lone will kill you!"
Xiang Yu gave a burst of shout, only to see phantoms appearing behind him, full of soldiers holding spears and swords, roaring at the magic sky.
Powerful and domineering!