Chapter 582: Immortality

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"What's Dang Dang Dang Dang?"
Bai Yunshang frowned slightly, meditating and thinking hard, but many people around who had seen the big talk about the westward journey could not help laughing out loud.
"'Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang', not to mention the ancient ancient sword gates, that is, the ancient ancestors of your seven great mysterious gates are coming, and they are not in my eyes. Since you block me, change your life."
After talking, Ye Chen grabbed it with one hand, and in the void, a golden palm appeared out of thin air, just like the left hand of the giant spirit god, Ling Kong grabbed Bai Yunshang.
"Go all together!"
Bai Yunshang's sleeves flew out two thin ice crystal spirit blades. This spirit blade, forged by Wan Zai's ice, is extremely sharp, and condenses the surging cold air. Its power is only inferior to the bright moon sky heart sword, but it can be attacked from a distance, like a flying sword.
I saw two invisible white marks, circling in the void, strangling in the air, like a white dragon dancing in the sky.
"boom--!"
Others in the ancient ancestors also knew that it was the moment of life and death at this time, and no longer left their hands. Each is desperately trying.
On the entire Mount Tai, there were dozens of people from the ancient Zongmen. Nearly half of them were killed by Ye Chen before, and there are still 20 or 30 people. Among them, there are more than five or six monks in Jindan Realm.
They shot with all their strength, how vast is the power?
"Whizzing."
Seeing the sky full of light, Huaguang rushed to the bullfight!
Flying swords, spirit needles, golden hammers, jade charms, spells, supernatural powers... a series of spirit treasures, mysteries, all over the world. These disciples of the ancient ancestors, each of which was expensive, almost had a spiritual treasure. In particular, the five or six Jindan realm monks also possessed Zhongpin Lingbao.
After all, those who can come to the top of Mount Tai to compete for immortality are basically the elite disciples of the various sects of the ancient sect. What good things in the sect gate naturally piled on them.
Countless magic weapons, even in a strip of light, are pushed horizontally. Before the power, all the people in the world are lost.
"His, this is too strong. It's as spectacular as the fireworks display."
Someone smashed his tongue.
These ancient ancestors, with a full blow, are enough to rival the peak Jindan. When so many people join forces, it's as if a group of fires is covering, and the world is shaking, but it is a true monarch. In particular, Bai Yunshang's two ice crystal spirit blades are even colder mountains and rivers, just like two rainbows passing through the sun.
Many people finally understood at this time.
In the ancient ancestors, why did the Chinese martial arts community be regarded as common ants. Because these disciples alone are enough for most masters. Not to mention the many true monarchs of the major denominations in the ancient gates.
"Dare the light of the fire candle dare to compete with Haoyue?"
Ye Chen snorted, not only the palms, but also the whole body and the whole body, they began to bloom bright dazzling. I saw countless layers of golden runes embedded in the layers of blue light. Ye Chen's entire flesh was enveloped by the light of green gold, just like the iron.
At this time, although his cultivation state was not completely restored, the three great gods had already returned to their peak!
"Boom--!"
In this way, with his physical body, he rushed into many magical arts. No matter what, he barely picked up the spirit treasure, and even swept directly.
Push all enemies at once!
"Oh--!"
A purple shadow flying sword was chopped on Ye Chen's body, making a metallic symphonic sound, just like chopping on steel. The bright blue-gold light on Ye Chen's surface is like a piece of immortal gold.
Ye Chen stood there.
Pieces of Lingbao slammed into him, but Ye Chen remained immobile, without any harm. As if in his eyes, each of these blows was enough to split a building, comparable to that of Jin Dan's strong shot, but to no avail.
"Wow!"
Ye Chen snatched his hand and directly grabbed a golden hammer the size of a watermelon. This golden hammer is forged from stainless steel, and the dense runes on it are shining with thunder, extremely heavy, and weigh thousands of pounds. It was sacrificed by a monk who was at the peak of the realm, and one blow was enough to break all the large stones.
But in Ye Chen's hands, he was pressed like Ye Nian, and pressed into a cake.
"Poof, my Haotian hammer."
A disciple of the ancient Zongmen spit out blood. He didn't cultivate enough, there was no golden pill, and he relied on the blood sacrifice to control the spirit treasure, so once the spirit treasure was destroyed, his mind was implicated and the damage was very serious.
This is only the first one. I saw that every time Ye Chen raised her hand, there was a piece of Lingbao scrapped.
Numerous disciples of ancient Zongmen, one after another, vomited blood backwards, their eyes full of fear.
"He is stronger, his physical body definitely surpasses the true monarch, and it is already comparable to the Great Compassion Master of Longxiang Temple, reaching the legendary Donkey Kong."
Exclaimed a disciple of the blood corpse door.
The blood corpse gate is famous for controlling ghosts and exorcizing corpses, but the bronze armor corpses he controls are poured with fine gold throughout the body, enough to withstand missile bombardment. But Ye Chen couldn't even catch a slap and was photographed smashed.
"Ding Ding--!"
It was Bai Yunshang's two "ice crystal spirit blades" that were cut by Ye Chen's waved hands. The spirit blade was chopped on Ye Chen's arm, which was enough to permeate the cold air of ten thousand years, and did not affect Ye Chen at all.
The three gods are unified, almost immortal!
This power is terrifying.
"This person's physical body is indeed close to the pinnacle of the true monarch, even Tianjun."
Bai Yunshang didn't change his look slightly, there was a trace of fluctuation in his beautiful eyes.
Although she didn't try her best just now, Ye Chen blocked her with a flesh without hurting her. This kind of terrifying defense, Bai Yunshang has only been seen on a few true monarchs at the very top of the ancient ancient sect gates, as well as those who are the strongest people or spirit beasts.
"dead!"
Ye Chen's arms were shaken, the blood of horror rose into the sky, and the brilliant green gold light directly condensed into a huge light palm, which was taken out of thin air. Bang's palm smashed down, and there were three or four disciples of the ancient ancestors.
"Run away."
Everyone changes color at the same time, and they want to escape while controlling the magic weapon.
But Ye Chen's speed was too fast. I saw him breaking the sound barrier in an instant, pulling out long white marks in the air, like a whistle roaring. Every punch with one foot can easily crush several disciples of the ancient Sect. Even just hitting the body together, you can bring the other body with body protection Lingbao, all broken.
"Bang Bang Bang!"
Almost in a flash, Ye Chen even killed more than ten people.
The others were almost scared and stunned, each mobilizing the secret technique into a glory of escape, especially the five or six disciples of Jindan Realm, who ran faster than the rabbit.
"You can't escape."
Ye Chen's figure is like a glimmer of light.
He instantly flashed behind a white man. The man in white was breathless, and he was a master of Jin Dan Realm, even stronger than Gu Jingtian, close to Lei Lingzi and Xu Anmin.
Zhang Wenhua, the son of the Changfeng Pavilion.
Although Zhang Wenhua is not a Taoist immortal, he is among the top ten in the entire younger generation. In particular, a person with a long wind and real skills, who practice to the extreme, without relying on external forces, a long wind and real qi are enough to move mountains and fill the sea.
"call!"
I saw Zhang Wenhua turned his head, and his mouth spit out like a Tianhe. Bai Lian Hengtian, turned into dozens of feet of Lian Baihong. It was vast and full of qi, enough to smash the steel. Even a bomber is here, it will be crushed by Bai Lian.
The Changfeng Pavilion is a great religion of the ancient ancestors, standing side by side with Longxiang Temple and Shenlei Mountain. It is with this breath of Changfeng.
"There is something in Qi, but it's a pity not enough to condense."
Ye Chen said a little, and gently blown away, so that this Wenhua condensed the true spirit of the Hundred Years for decades. Then he walked away and shot directly above Zhang Wenhua's head.
"I can not be reconciled……"
The flesh of Changfeng Pavilion shattered instantly, and a transparent spirit jumped out of his head, and he wanted to escape. He was directly crushed by Ye Chen's body.
And this, this is just the beginning!
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