Ji Zong smiled and said, "This time my senior brother brought the Xuanhe Mirror, which can summon the Xuanhe Phantom, the secret treasure of the Xuanshui Gate, to summon the Xuanhe Phantom. Xiao Chen, do you still think my senior brother is arrogant now?"

"After killing you, you will become famous all over the world and plunder your luck and treasures. You will collect all the magic weapons in this heavenly palace and achieve the supreme hegemony of my senior brother."

During the Immortal Era, there was a river in the heavenly court built by the immortals, which was as famous as the River Styx in the Netherworld Purgatory, and was called Xuanhe.

There are all kinds of mysterious things. The Immortal Era is destroyed, and the Xuanhe River breaks into several pieces and falls into Kunlun. The predecessor of many famous rivers is Xuanhe River.

The leader of Xuanshui Sect, in ancient times, luckily obtained a piece of Xuanhe, whose quality was not too powerful, and refined it into an imperial-level secret treasure, which had some power of the Xiandao Xuanhe.

If the disciples in the sect hold the Xuanhe Mirror, they can summon the Xuanhe Phantom and exert some of the power of this imperial-level secret treasure.

Under the pressure of the phantom of Xuanhe, Xiao Chen could not exert 50% of his strength. If he hadn't been strong in his body, he would have been beaten to death by the old man in the blue robe.

Yao Chen was also secretly shocked. His master once said that as long as he urged the Xuanhe Mirror, the master-level figure could not last ten breaths.

Only the great master can break free from it. Xiao Chen, now the cultivation level of a mid-grade peak martial saint, can persist for such a long time.

In the heavy waves, Xiao Chen's whole body was in ache, but his heart was like a mirror. He was a swordsman and condensed the sword soul.

After passing through the thunder and heart disaster, as long as you think, you can eliminate any disturbing and messy thoughts, fear, cowardice, and panic.

If the sword soul is further and reaches the level of small success, I can easily break through the phantom of this Xuanhe River.

If the body is further and reaches the fourth-level holy body, this phantom will not be able to suppress me at all.

Unfortunately, it was a little bit short, which made these guys so proud.

Could it be that the Lei Yuan that has been kept here is to be used?

His cultivation has now reached the peak of a middle-grade martial saint. With the foundation of the Purple Thunder Tribulation, he can compete with the master-level martial saint.

As long as you step out, you can break the bottleneck of the middle-grade martial saint, and the phantom of the imperial-level secret treasure can be easily solved.

With difficulty avoiding the attack of the old man in the blue robe, Xiao Chen's eyes left and saw Yao Chen throwing a pill into his mouth through the space like a water curtain.

With his eyebrows raised, Xiao Chen showed a smile on his lips. With Yao Chen's cultivation level, he used to activate the Xuanhe Mirror for a long time, and it seemed that he was not as calm as he appeared on the surface.

In this way, it will be easy to deal with!

When using the Qinglong Body Care Technique, the dragon power in the body started to activate with a bang.

Under the suppression of the shadow of the Xuanhe River, the mobilization of the power of the law was limited, and only the strength was not restricted and could operate calmly.

The moment Yao Chen swallowed the pill and was about to use his skills to digest it, it was also the moment when the shadow of Xuanhe was the weakest.

In this fleeting opportunity, Xiao Chen shouted loudly, the dragon's power burned, and he punched the void with a loud punch.

The power of a dragon, the force of tens of millions of kilograms, the power of dragon burns, the force of fifteen millions of kilograms, and the mountains and rivers will be blown up in front of this.

Bang!

The Xuanhe River collapsed, and the water curtain of the space swayed violently, forming tiny space cracks.

The Xuanhe Mirror appeared one after another, and the Emperor's Treasure backfired. Yao Chen, who had just swallowed the holy elixir, spit out a mouthful of blood, and his face turned pale.

Suddenly, his body became unprecedentedly relaxed, and Xiao Chen's aura returned to the peak, wishing he could whistle to the sky and vent his pleasure.

After glanced at the old man in blue robe, he came again with the sound of water waves. Xiao Chen shouted coldly, "You dare to be arrogant, get out of here!"

The sword soul is added to the top and raises the realm of Wuque's sword to the peak. As a sword, it means a sword. A bright moon rises slowly from behind him.

With a bang, Xiao Chen, whose strength has recovered, punched the old man in the blue robe and flew backwards. The endless knife intent shot out from him, buzzing, and the palace under his feet was shaking.

Some small restrictions around were shattered like bubbles in front of this knife.

"Let's go, this guy is too terrifying, I'll cut off the rear."

The old man in blue robe wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said hurriedly to Yao Chen and Ji Zong.

Yao Chen was backfired by the Emperor's Treasure and was extremely weak. He used a move of the Xuanhe Mirror and a water curtain to form, and jumped in quickly with Ji Zong.

"You are a dying person, what should you use to cut off the rear? The flag of reincarnation will come out!"

Xiao Chen used one hand to spread the flag of reincarnation, and the red killing aura jumped out of the star beads, forming a bloody killing character.

He easily broke the old man's martial arts, and he spitted blood again and took two steps back.

The gray-white character "Death" and the black character "Death" carry heavy starlight and hit the old man one after another, completely polishing his sharpness.

The word "death" brings together a strong aura of death, sucking away countless vitality from him, and his face is aging more than ten years old.

The flag tip shook, passed through his chest, and killed it completely.

The color of the water curtain behind him became lighter and lighter. Yao Chen's blurred phantom said in a deep voice: "Xiao Chen, wait, on the day of your title of kings, I will bring the Xuanhe Mirror to give you a big surprise!"

"Dry tongue."

Xiao Chen reached out and sent it out. The stars reunited, the seven stars shone, and the flag of reincarnation rushed towards Yao Chen, like a meteor.

Yao Chen in the water curtain was startled and quickly pulled Ji Zong beside him over and blocked him.

A scream sounded, and the water curtain disappeared with Yao Chen. Ji Zong was nailed to the ground by the reincarnation flag, holding the flagpole in both hands, and dying with his eyes closed.

After the battle, Xiao Chen's heart relaxed and felt exhausted. The injuries that had been suppressed by the shadow of Xuanhe were rekindled like a storm.

After collecting the space rings of the two, Xiao Chen made a nine-grade healing medicine from Mr. Qin's collection, swallowed it and began to recover from his injuries.

With his physical strength, he can recover to his full height within less than half an hour as long as no one disturbs him.

If it weren't for the holy healing medicine, all of them were given to Ye Chen, and he would have recovered much faster.

Just as Xiao Chen's injury recovered 80% of the time, Jiu Ye, who had been oiled on his feet, hurriedly ran back and said, "Brother Xiao, Brother Xiao, that guy Ye Chen is almost killed by Di Wuque."

His eyes suddenly opened, and a ray of light shot out from Xiao Chen's eyes. He noticed that Master Jiu was talking about playing, not fighting.

A word difference is two different endings.

Not caring about 20% of his injuries, Xiao Chen got up and took out his white wings, explored his spiritual sense, and set off his own spiritual imprint.

With a whoosh, the wings dispersed and turned into pieces of white feathers, thousands of which fled into Xiao Chen's back and shoulder blades.

In an instant, Xiao Chen felt that his body was as light as the wind, and every cell, flesh, bones and skin became lighter, and he thrust into the air and then rose up.

The ten-meter-long wings behind him spread out, and a breeze kept spinning around Xiao Chen, emitting crystal white light.

free!

Xiao Chen's heart was clear and these two words suddenly jumped out. The wind was calling him, and there seemed to be no place in the world that could not be reached.

Jiuye, who was standing beside him, was stunned. He looked up at Xiao Chen in the air, obviously close to him. However, the other party seemed to be at his limitless distance and went with the wind.

There was also a magical power in this wing of freedom. Xiao Chen was happy and checked. The magical power was called "Zhou Tianya", and the distance between the ends of the world was all within a few feet.

However, if Xiao Chen wants to reach this level, he can't even realize it if he has exhausted his magic power.

How far is the distance between the two feet apart, or Xiao Chen’s own strength, and how much mana he is willing to consume.

Feeling that the magic power was flowing like a river in the sea of ​​consciousness, Xiao Chen was no longer delayed, and grabbed Jiu Ye and said, "Sign up the way!"

A breeze blew by. Under the guidance of Jiu Ye, Xiao Chen leaned on the Wings of Freedom and walked straight through some small restrictions, walking forward unimpededly.

No, there are too many bans, and you have to pass through several major bans with top king-level magic weapons. As my identity, I will definitely be seen, which will cause even more trouble.

Xiao Chen thought for a while, his magic power burned quickly, and the magical powers in the Wings of Freedom were quickly activated by it.

The space in front of him was folded, and the scenes were one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, the warriors who died in the ban.

Like a photo, it flashed quickly in front of his eyes, and suddenly Ye Chen's figure appeared on the picture. The man was knocked away by Di Wuque in the air. When he was about to land, he bounced him off with a palm from the air.

After a pause in his heart, the scene that flowed constantly freezes, Xiao Chen took a step forward, and walked through the overlapping large and small restrictions, and stepped out.

When it landed, the folded space bounced back between Sumeru, and Master Jiu was curious to take a look.

Xiao Chen said straight: "Don't look back, be careful to pull you in, blood splattered over a hundred miles."

Master Jiu was startled and quickly retracted his little head.

After collecting the wings of freedom, the two hid in a small restriction, through the fog. Now they could clearly see that ten miles ahead, Di Wuque, Tian Youxi, Xiao Qinghan, Xia Dongyang and his group were floating in the air.

No one else took action, only Di Wuque had no expression on his face, and from time to time, a golden sword light shot out from his fingertips. The next moment, a blood hole immediately appeared in Ye Chen's chest.

Nine holes as big as fingers have appeared around Ye Chen's heart, which are completely transparent and can be in and out.

Lao Jiu said unbearably: "When I looked ahead, there were only three sword holes on his chest, and now they are all plugged."

Ye Chen was played in the air and was so terrible that he was playing with it. Blood from his mouth kept flowing out, but there was no sad look on his face. Instead, he was extremely happy. He laughed and said, "Di Wuque, even if you kill me, you can't change this fact."

"Even the goddess dares to humiliate her, and now she is still talking wildly. I will take your head for the Son of God."
Chapter completed!