Chapter 1610: Qixian Qixian

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Xianguang is too fast, Rao is Xiyan, and he can't respond.
Memory immortal fainted, her body could not help but tremble.
Of course, those painful pictures when imagination was turned on did not appear, and she did not have any abnormalities.
"Shimei, are you okay!" The Zifa youth hurried forward, looking worried and acting very realistically.
Xi Yan didn't say anything. She only looked at the bottom of Wuzhi Mountain quietly, and she could see the old Ye Chen through the mountain.
"How could this be so invalid?" Ye Chen frowned and stared at Xi Yan, "still, it's the same weirdness as Ji Ningshuang at that time."
Immediately, he raised his hand tremblingly and found out a piece of jade Jane, holding his hands, and biting wildly.
The second ray of fairy light flew out and fell into Xi Yan's brows.
It is strange that Xiyan only trembled for a moment, and then nothing special happened, and everything was invalid.
"Damn." Ye Chen vomited blood, and the blood still carried the tooth debris, and the breath was instantly annihilated to the extreme.
"Asshole." The purple-haired youth burst into anger at the mountain, "What did you do to Shimei."
Those who have two rays of light before and after, and who have no light in their head, also see the clues, which must be the Eucharist.
"Get out and fight with me. I will suppress you with one palm." The young man with purple hair snorted with a stern gesture of righteousness. If he didn't know, he thought he and Ye Chen had the vengeance to kill his father? Very crazy.
Ye Chen ignored this encounter, still staring at Xi Yan, hoping to see a miracle and let her lift the ban.
But the miracle he expected was not.
"Get out and cut you off." The Zifa Youth still screamed, rolling momentum, and began to leak.
"Huayang." Reincarnated Xi Yan could not help but lightly, stopped the shouting of this shout, really noisy.
"Sister, he ..."
"I'm going to the starry sky to practice, you don't have to follow me anymore." Xi Yan directly interrupted the Zifa youth.
"Shimei." The purple-haired young man named Huayang wanted to follow, but Xi Yan's body and posture were mysterious.
Before leaving, she didn't forget to look back at Wuzhishan, her heart still hurt, she still wanted to cry.
"Are you going away?" Ye Chen looked up, his eyes were muddy with tears, and his old vision was blurred.
She did leave, wondering if she could lift the ban.
I don't know, the day when she lifted the memory ban, if he was still alive, maybe there was a gap between life and death.
"It's all you, it's you." Huayang's anger was fierce, and his face was as fierce as an evil spirit. He sacrificed a sword. He struck Wuzhishan with a sword and a sword. Five horses divided.
Ye Chen closed his eyes, didn't even look at him, and then drew his head again. His dim eyes had no light at all.
I don't know when I saw Huayang's uncle took the killing sword.
He didn't break the seal, and he couldn't break the seal, and his face was even more dazed. "You, wait for me."
With a last sigh, he turned and left.
Heaven and earth, re-entering tranquility, only the flying snow.
Under the dark, as soon as Ye Chen sat, it was three days.
Until the fourth day, I saw my eyes raised slightly.
In the distance, someone came from the sky. It was a young man, not a human being, but a fairy crane.
That's right, that's his brother: Fairy Crane.
Hundreds of years ago went to practice, and returned a hundred years later.
Only then did he return, and he heard that Ye Chen was crushed by Wuzhishan, and he was blasted on the spot with anger.
In a hundred years, he advanced to the saint, and his anger was a lot, but his body was full of strong evil spirits.
This experience, most of them suffered a lot of blood robbery, bleeding over, this journey, covered with blood and bones.
"His mother." The immortal king crane burst before swearing. There was a cold ray in the eyes of the crane. Without saying a word, waving a sword would cut Wuzhishan.
The sound of a metal collision sounded immediately, and he peaked with a sword, instead of shaking Wuzhishan, he was turned over by the shock, waiting to stabilize his figure, and spit blood on the spot.
"Useless." Ye Chen's voice was extremely hoarse. He could speak, but the fairy king crane could not hear it.
"He is shy." The immortal king crane was sullen and glared at the Buddha scroll hanging on the top of Wuzhi Mountain. The Buddha's seal was too overbearing.
Obviously, he did not have an imperial soldier, even if he had an imperial soldier.
Glancing, he looked at the bottom of the mountain, calling for his life, "Lao Qi, I know you are still alive."
Wuzhishan stands, there is no echo at all, or in other words, Ye Chen echoes, but is blocked by the mountain.
Looking at the fairy king crane in front of the mountain, Ye Chen could not help smiling, a warm current, full of trembling body instantly.
Some brother missed him so much, he should be very grateful.
"Hold it up, I'll find someone to save you." Xian Wanghe took the killing sword, said, then turned and stepped into the sky.
Of course, as soon as he was in the sky, he saw that there were seven gods coming in, and the power was overwhelming.
The fairy king crane snorted coldly, suddenly raised its hand, wiped away with one palm, the cold mang appeared in his eyes, staring coldly at one side.
Not only he was watching, Ye Chen, who was crushed at the bottom of the mountain, was watching too. Although he was sealed, his vision was still there.
But when he saw the sky in the distance, there were seven shadows coming together, all of whom were saints with extraordinary bloodlines.
The seven are not the same power, because they wear different robes and belong to the seven powers.
Ye Chen's eyes narrowed, and he did not know the seven, but he knew their robes. They belonged to seven forces: the Feathered God Dynasty, the Taiqing Palace, the Sun and Moon Seminary, the Supreme City, the Palace of Heaven, the Cangling Hall, and the Sky Penal Holy place.
Needless to say, that is the new son of the seven forces.
In the past, ancient ruins, the original sons of the seven forces were beheaded by Ye Chen, and now the re-selection of the sons of God is expected and reasonable.
Moreover, each of the new godson has a vicious role, which is better than the previous godson.
During the conversation, seven people have arrived, and looked at the fairy king crane with interest, "Who am I to fall? He is a crane friend in Nanyu. Why, come to see your brother?"
"Seven miscellaneous pieces, his mother's dare to attack Lao Tzu." Xian Wanghe scolded, and there was a vision behind him.
"Someone said, everything that is related to Ye Chen will be killed." Tian Pu Shen Zi smiled faintly.
"Depending on you?" The immortal king crane snorted, stepping on the sky one step, heading straight to the of punishment, breaking the sky with a sword.
God of punishment is full of mischief.
Sorry, the chopped pedal kicked back.
"It's a little bit good!" As soon as the God of Heaven punished the goddess and defeated him, the other six gods swarmed all around, or punched the palms, printed the ritual rituals, or shook the map.
One-on-seven lineup, the immortal king crane suddenly fell into the wind, and the blood on his body followed one after another, which was miserable.
"Let's go!" Ye Chen in the mountain tried to drink.
If it is one-on-one, none of the seven gods are opponents of the fairy king crane, but if the seven are siege together, Rao is the fairy king crane's combat power, and it is still unbeatable.
In just a few rounds, the fairy king crane was completely suppressed, her body burst, and flesh and bones flew across.
"Okay, good." The immortal king crane was cold and smiling, and he knew how to avoid the edge and walk away.
"Are you gone?" The groaning laughter came from afar, utterly indifferent, cold and silent.
After that, I saw a golden palm print pushed across the sky.
The fairy king crane moved on the spot and flew back.
This hasn't stopped the figure, and then saw a Uman shot from the next day, a spear, black all over.
The blood splattered, and the fairy king crane was nailed directly to Wuzhishan, and the bleeding blood stained the red mountain.
"Old fourth." Ye Chen's eyes flushed, and he stood up and wanted to come out, but was dragged by the chain.
"It's really embarrassing." Fairy King He vomited blood, and the spear was sealed with a secret method, not only nailed him, but also banned him, leaving him unable to move at all.
Void, someone came from the sky, not one, but one piece, crowds like the sea, black one.
The two headed by them are both physically strong. They are full of golden light, full of blood and bright eyes.
"Jinwu, Kunpeng." Ye Chen's eyes were covered with bloodshot, and the two bodies were recognized at a glance.
Indeed, Jinwu and Kunpeng, one is the second prince of Jinwu, the third is the third prince of Kunpeng, and Ye Chen has all seen it.
In the past, both Prince Jinwu and Prince Peng were beheaded. Most of them were the new princes in the clan.
At this moment, it is more accurate to call them Prince Jinwu and Prince Xunpeng, and they are regarded as rankings.
Looking at the second Prince Jinwu and the third Prince Peng Peng, Ye Chen also saw many acquaintances: the eight princes of the Eight Qi tribe, the four princes of the Fengdiao tribe, the eight princes of the blood goose tribe, the seventh prince of the Dapeng tribe, and the nine princess of the Shenpeng tribe ... ..
They are also like Jinwu and Kunpeng. Their former princes were all beheaded, and the stunning ones were all selected as the princes of the clan to continue the inheritance.
So, these individuals should thank Ye Chen.
Unless Ye Chen had beheaded their family's prince in the past, they would not have gone from the prince to the prince.
"I didn't return to my ancestral home with my family. Like the yak and the little ape emperor, did they all run out of experience?" Ye Chen's old face was extremely ugly.
"Ye Chen, don't come here." Many princes settled down and glanced at the fairy king crane nailed to the mountain, and then looked towards the bottom of Wuzhi Mountain with interest.
Ye Chen didn't say a word, his blood was bloody, and he just stared, even though he wanted to talk, he couldn't hear it outside.
"Speaking of which, we have to thank you."
"If you did not destroy my lovely prince, I wouldn't have waited for it.
"But then again, after all, it is a brother, because it is a blood debt, it is necessary to pay for it with blood."
"Whatever you want to be able to escape from the Wanted, you can't escape the repression of the Buddha, just like a dog."
Many princes were standing full of virtual sky, and twisted their necks comfortably, all of them were giggling, white teeth were dark, playful and playful, and they enjoyed the superior feeling.
Ye Chen buried her head, the heavy iron chain, locked him out of breath, the old face, no blood.
"A hundred years, it is really nostalgic." When Ye Chen was silent, a female voice broke through the sky.
As soon as this word came out, Ye Chen suddenly lifted his eyes, and his turbid eyes became blood red instantly, and he was about to burst.
That female voice, he was very familiar, lethal to death.
Under his gaze, in the far distance, a woman came to the sky, dressed in colorful fairy clothes, intertwined with vision, can be described as glorious, like a queen.
She is actually a fairy, a princess of the Phoenix family.