Chapter 3750: Make up treasure

Ye Xiwen’s voice just fell, and in the void, there was a figure. This figure has just appeared, and there is a threat of the world. His body has the power of the world, and this kind of rich kingdom is even more powerful. The sword of destiny is much stronger.
And his body still has a strong atmosphere of creation, and that face, Ye Xiwen is also very familiar with it, it is the creation of Tianjun.
Although Ye Xiwen never really saw the creation of Tianjun, but he has seen the Yuanling of the creation of Tianjun, and this person is generally the same as the creation of the Heavenly King, and naturally it is impossible to make the Tianjun, then it is very obvious. Only the spirit of making treasures is gone.
"Looking at it for so long, you dare to come out, it’s not too small!"
Ye Xiwen said that he carried the sword of destiny, and the power of the supreme ancestor of the body exudes a terrible power. At this time, Ye Xiwen has never been tyrannical.
On the other side, the spirit of the sword of destiny has re-entered the entity. He just stared at a pair of red eyes and looked at Ye Xiwen. To be precise, he looked at the fate of Ye Xiwen. Sword.
Ye Xiwen turned to look at the spirit of the sword of destiny, and said: "You don't want to stare at me. I am indeed your robbery, but it is not an opportunity for you. For you, the sword of destiny does. It has made you, but in the same way, he has also restricted you from going further. Your way is all from the sword of destiny, but the more accurate one is from its predecessor, the former Zhongtian Zun, you I thought that I was going very well on this road, but don’t you understand? Every strongman is different. You can never walk the other way along the road of others. You only have to break free. May go to the top!"
The tremor of the spirit of the sword of destiny seems to have been shocked by Ye Xiwen’s words. He did not even think about these things, but at that time, it was too late to change, and every man who had a good practice, Extremely extreme, paranoid only believe in their own way.
If Ye Xiwen did not defeat him today, the same thing, Ye Xiwen will not have any influence on him.
For a long time, the trembling of his body finally stopped. He already knew that Ye Xiwen was right. Although he was born in the sword of destiny, it does not mean that he should go this way, the same as his predecessor.
He limited the play of the sword of destiny, but in the same way, the sword of destiny also limited his development. If he went down this road, he would find that he could never reach the end, on this road. There is always someone walking in front of him.
What he calls powerful is actually only the power of the sword of destiny, and he is simply unable to attack himself. This is the behavior of the end.
This is Ye Xiwen's most clear, because Ye Mo has been so confused, but Ye Mo has seen this all the time, so very early, everything has already begun to take his own path, and finally succeeded in breaking through the realm of Emperor Jun. On the cultivation, he actually surpassed the cultivation of the original monarch.
The spirit of the sword of destiny, no matter how cultivated, can not exceed the former Zhongtianzun, which is the essential difference between the two.
Although Ye Mo's current cultivation is far less than the sword of the sword of destiny, but the potential for development, but far more than the other side.
"Thank you for your guidance. If you are not a friend of the Tao, I still don't know how many years to stay in this cage! You will take the sword of fate, I will not interfere with the sword of fate, you can play the fate." The full power of the sword!"
After talking about the sword of Destiny, he only took a deep look at Ye Xiwen and the spirit of the robes, and turned and left.
When he left, he cut off all the connections between himself and the sword of destiny. It was a sword of fate and a sword of destiny. But from today, he would contact the world with an independent monk instead of The spirit of the sword of destiny.
Ye Xiwen nodded. He could feel that all the spirits in the sword of destiny had been erased. As long as he branded the gods into it, he could completely control the sword of destiny.
For him, the sword of destiny gave birth to his own ingenuity. This is also a great miracle. He is not willing to obliterate this miracle. As long as the spirit of the sword of destiny is willing to turn back, he is still willing to let go. Give him a chance.
But if he is still stubborn and obsessed, Ye Xiwen does not mind starting to kill him.
Then Ye Xiwen looked at the other side of the martial arts, and said: "You dare to come out at this time, courage is not small!"
"At this time, how can you talk about how courageous it is? You come in this time. If I didn't guess wrong, it should be to create a sword and a sword of destiny. Then when do I have anything to do with it? "The spirit of this made treasure is just not to say it, it is obviously seeing everything."
Ye Xiwen will definitely find him, then whenever he appears, what is the difference?
Even he should appear earlier, at least to block Ye Xiwen's shot of the sword of destiny.
"I should have appeared earlier, and now one person has to deal with you, how much pressure!" The fascination of the make-up treasures said.
"I just heard my words, you didn't hear it? Your spirits don't know how much higher than normal creatures, but this is your advantage and your embarrassment. If you can't get out of your own path, you can only be in them. In the shadow!" Ye Xiwen said.
"You don't have to say these words, because I am not the sword of fate, I will not be shaken because of your words!"
Chenghua Baoyi continued: "As you said, everyone has their own way. Every strongman has his own different path. Since you are not me, how do you know that my path will not work?"
Ye Xiwen suddenly understood that the spirit of the martial arts is far more stubborn than the sword of the sword of destiny. His path is stronger, and he gradually realizes his own path. It is impossible to convince him. .
Just as the creation of Tianjun can't make Ye Xiwen's Tao change, they have already reached the peak of the peak, far beyond the imagination of everyone.
However, Ye Xiwen did not say the meaning of teaching. It is of course the best for the other party to dial. Since it cannot be broken, only the other party will be defeated.
This war, he can not retreat and there is no retreat!
"Do you think you can stop me? If you retreat now, hand over the treasures, I can let you go, I have no retreat, you better not provoke my patience!" Ye Xiwen said unceremoniously.
"If you want, come on yourself. For him, the sword of destiny has become a burden, because he can never surpass the original Zhongtianzun, but I am different, my path is still very long, even if Looking back, it is definitely not now!"
The fascinating spirit of the treasure chest said.
He said yes, in any case, Zhongtian Zun is better than the creation of Tianjun, so his path is much longer than the sword of destiny.
"Since this is the case, then I have nothing to keep in hand. I will tell you now that your idea is really ridiculous!"
Ye Xiwen said, in an instant, he moved, and all of a sudden, the mana of the whole body was burning, directly showing a lot of visions, and at the same time he just punched the world, rumbling, this treasure house The world is shaking, countless treasure demons are far away, and they feel trembling. They don’t dare to approach. They only look at Ye Xiwen’s eruption like a god, and the stars and the stars follow him.
A boxing hole pierced the heavens and the earth and directly slammed into the front of the sacred treasures. The terrible hurricane turned into a terrible tornado, and the hunting of the clothes on the body of the robes of the robes was directly slammed.
However, the spirit of the robes of the treasures was not moving, and it was not moved. Soon, Ye Xiwen discovered that his fists seemed to have entered the quagmire. It was very difficult to move.
All the sun, moon and stars between the heavens and the earth are blooming in the boulevard, but they are useless. This punch is actually no progress.
"In the offensive, I may be better than the sword of fate, but in defense, I am far better than him. This is why you come to me, but it is useless, maybe I may I can't hurt you, but you can't think about it, I'm already invincible!"
The spirit of the treasures of the treasures said indifferently, the tone is not bad.
He has already counted all the circumstances, which is why he dared to appear in front of Ye Xiwen. He has already calculated everything.
"Are you sure that I can't help you?" Ye Xiwen said with a loud voice, his body, countless Gengjin gas is blooming in the light of the sultry, in an instant, will directly make the body of the treasure The field has been broken, Geng Jinzu qi, attack unparalleled, at this time, the embodiment is fully vivid.
In the instant, Ye Xiwen’s fist broke through the field of the body of the martial arts. This punch disintegrated a punch and swept a terrible frenzy. The power of the six reincarnations was all added to the body, and then a punch was blown. The spirit of making treasures.
"when!"
It was another huge roar, and then Ye Xiwen saw that his fist was directly hit by the body of the martial arts.
At this time, his body showed an ancient treasure chest. The treasured clothing portrayed the traces of the ancient mantras and laws, and even the scent of the boulevard was released, directly blocking the fist of Ye Xiwen. .
This is the treasure of the creation of the treasure, wrapped the spirit into it! (To be continued.)