Ye Chen smiled slightly and slowly stood up.

The twenty-five people also stood up and bowed respectfully to Ji Ruxue.

No need to be polite!

Ji Ruxue smiled in shock, feeling strange.

Ye Chen walked over and glanced at everyone, and his eyes fell on Ji Ruxue, "Miss Ji, these people are my old friends. I hope to take care of you in the future. Ye Chen is very grateful."

"That's natural." Ji Ruxue smiled immediately.

"Ye Chen thanked me here." Ye Chen said, waved his hands gently at Zhao Ziyu and the others. Everyone understood and stood up one after another, touched the tears, and walked out of the small bamboo forest one after another.

"I always feel something is wrong." Ji Ruxue murmured softly.

"Your sister, when will you come out of seclusion?" Ye Chen asked with a smile.

"It will take three or five days." Ji Ruxue whispered, "There is something wrong with my sister's martial arts and Taoist principles."

"So, I'll go out for a walk."

"Fellow Taoist is leaving?"

"Come again in three to five days." Ye Chen smiled and turned around and stepped out of the Immortal Mountain.

"What a strange person." Looking at Ye Chen's departure back, Ji Ruxue muttered in a low voice.

On this side, Ye Chen had already flew out of Xuanyue Star, like a fairy light all the way.

On this day, he held the starry sky map and went to more than a dozen ancient stars in a row, but he was a reincarnated person who did not find it.

However, although the reincarnated man has not found it, this guy has visited many treasures. There are always people who do not want to practice Taoism and wander around the starry sky in groups, specializing in blocking the road and robbing.

Unfortunately, Ye Chen met more than a wave along the way.

The consequences are still conceivable.

There is a saying: "Force and rape, but instead of being raped, it is said that those who block the road and robbed up when they see people, and Ye Chen slapped them one by one. Not only did the stolen treasures be taken away, but Ye Chen also stripped them of all. It is also a few beautiful scenery in the starry sky.

good!

In the starry sky, Ye Chen looked around with a divine bead, and it was captured from the robber.

If you want to say that this divine bead is extraordinary, with fairy light everywhere and very dazzling.

This is not the most important thing. The most important thing is that an ancient word is imprinted on the divine bead, which is the word Dunjia Tian. Ye Chen snatched it down and directly imprinted on the Chaos Divine Cauldron.

Another star appeared in front of me. This ancient star was not big, only one-third of the Vermillion Bird star.

Ye Chen collected the divine bead and flew in like a fairy light.

When he landed on the top of a mountain, Ye Chen began to calculate his fingers, but the hope in his eyes continued to dissipate with the deduction.

No!

Tickling his head, Ye Chen felt very regretful and said that he wanted to leave the ancient star.

However, he took it out just as soon as he took it, and looked at the distant mountains with a frown.

What a coincidence!

Ye Chen sneered, turned around and disappeared into the void space, and headed straight for the mountains in the distance.

After a while, he stopped slightly, his eyes narrowed slightly, and stared at a mountain top without squinting. The figure sitting cross-legged on the mountain top was an old man in a white robe.

Ye Chen would never forget this old man in white robe.

In the past, the three saints who killed him and Dongyang and Qingyue, one black robe, one silver robe, and one white robe. The person who was sitting cross-legged on the top of the mountain was the white robe.

The saint in silver robe was destroyed by Ye Chen before, and the saint in black robe was beaten to death by the Saint King barbarians, and the only one who is now the saint in white robe was left.

At this moment, the white-robed saint was in a bad condition. He was stained with blood and had many scars all over his body. Most of them were seriously injured when they fought with others, so he hid here to heal his wounds.

Ye Chen sneered, and had already taken out a killing sword, which was transformed by the Chaos Cauldron and sneaked over.

If it were a saint who was Wuque, Ye Chen would probably be afraid of it, but the saint in the white robe was seriously injured at this moment, and it was a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. He still understood the principle of taking advantage of your illness to kill you.

who!

The saint of white robe noticed something strange, suddenly shouted coldly, raised his hand suddenly, and swept his palm towards the void space.

Ye Chen was prepared for a long time, shrank into an inch in one step, avoided the palm print, and instantly rushed to the white-robed saint.

you.....!

The saint in white robe changed his expression and underestimated the person coming, got up and retreated.

However, Ye Chen was faster and caught up with him, and slashed out with a domineering sword. Half of the body of the white-robed saint was killed. Perhaps he was seriously injured. After escaping, he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

He stabilized his body, and the white-robed saint stared at Ye Chen. His old eyes were almost narrowed into a line, as if he recognized Ye Chen, and gritted his teeth and said hideously, "You are not dead yet."

"I'm very lucky." Ye Chen twisted his neck comfortably.

"Okay, very good." The saint in the white robe smiled even more ferociously, and his blood burned, forcibly recast his body. He took one step and covered the sky with one palm, covering the sky, and the holy power was as powerful as ever.

Ye Chen snorted coldly, suddenly stepped forward, slashed out the worldly divine light with one sword, and split the palm seal.

The saint in white robe was shocked and immediately sprayed blood out. The old injury recurred, causing his breath to fall a lot in an instant.

you....!

The white-robed saint staggered for a moment and looked at Ye Chen in disbelief. How long has it been passed? The quasi-emperor who was chased by them in the past had the ability to fight head-on with the saint.

He is a saint, and even if he is seriously injured, his palm is enough to destroy a quasi-saint.

But now, his dignified saint was shocked by an imperial realm, and he could not accept this fact.

kill!

The white-robed saint was furious and pushed out a sea of ​​blood with one palm. There were countless wailing resentful spirits rolling in it, which also merged with his principles. They were magical powers and seal formations, which were very powerful.

Ye Chen's eyes shone with cold light, but instead of retreating, he advanced again with a domineering sword, cutting open the sea of ​​blood.

Then, he shrank into an inch and instantly rushed to the white-robed saint.

The white-robed saint had a fierce face and immediately summoned his natal magic weapon.

God's sorrow!

Ye Chen did not give him a chance, and the divine light of the God of Sorrow was shot out immediately, seriously damaging the soul of the white-robed saint.

The saint in white robe was injured and vomited blood again and retreated. The natal magic weapon that had not yet been sacrificed was beaten back. The old injury recurred again, his body was shattered, and his soul became quite unstable.

Let me give you a big one!

Ye Chen scolded coldly, and the killing sword in his hand turned into the Chaos Divine Cauldron again, becoming a hundred feet large.

The power of the Chaos Divine Cauldron is revived, and the white-robed saint was crushed to death on the spot.

Open it for me!

The white-robed saint was hideous and held the pressure of the Chaos Cauldron.

Don't worry, there is still!

Ye Chen smiled faintly, and the chaotic aura in the Chaos Cauldron surged out like a tide. It was the original aura of heaven and earth, derived from the black hole in the space. Each wisp was heavy like a mountain, and the old man in white robe was flooded on the spot.

This is.....!

The old man in white robe changed his expression, as if he had seen the origin of the chaotic energy, and seemed to know its terribleness.

Before he could think too much, the old man in white robe suddenly flashed and fled away.

Where to go!

Ye Chen came to the sky and kicked him back. The sea of ​​chaos where the chaotic energy gathered surged, and the old man in white robe was submerged again, and the strong saint's body was instantly crushed to ashes.

ah....!

The old man in white roared roaring, his soul ascended to the sky and flew away like a fairy light, flying out of this ancient star. He did not dare to fight, he was seriously injured and suffered heavy injuries one after another. Now even his body turned into ashes. If he was not careful in one move, he would probably be destroyed. He had already seen Ye Chen's strength.

Can you escape?
Chapter completed!