Chapter nine hundred and eighty second God in artistic conception
The night gradually became deeper, and the elders from all sides who were drunk were all drunk, and they stepped onto the teleportation array back to the family with the help of their juniors.
At night, Ye Chen followed the ancient dragon of Taixu to an underground palace.
There is an ice jade bed there, and the Star Taoist body is lying on it, like an ice sculpture, without moving at all.
Lying up!
The ancient dragon of Taixu said lightly and began to carve array patterns on the left and right sides of the ice jade bed.
Ye Chen did not say anything, and did everything. The ice jade bed was very big, and he lay beside Xingchen's Taoist body.
Next, the ancient dragon of Taixu took out eight stone lamps, ignited them with the power of cultivation, and placed them around the ice jade bed.
"I will use the secret technique of Tongxu to send your soul into the artistic conception where his consciousness is." Taixu Ancient Long said, "This secret technique can only last for nine days. If you cannot bring it back from the consciousness world between nine days, you may also be lost. Remember."
"I understand." Ye Chen took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes.
"Open." With the light shout of Taixu Ancient Dragon, the eight ancient stone lamps were ignited one after another, burning his cultivation power.
Immediately, Ye Chen's body trembled, and he felt a powerful force that led his consciousness to an illusory artistic conception.
However, when he opened his eyes, what appeared in his eyes was a bloody world.
this....!
Seeing the scene in front of him, even his concentration suddenly took a step back.
What kind of world is this? The bones are made of mountains and blood flowing into rivers. The sky is bloody and the earth is also bloody. The earth is full of swords, guns, swords and halberds inserted obliquely. Maybe it was because I had just experienced a stunning melee.
Boom! Bang! Boom! Boom!
Ethereal and nothingness, dark clouds rolling, lightning and thundering, above the ethereal and empty sky, dark clouds rolling, lightning and thundering, the terrifying thunder seemed to want to tear apart the entire world, countless cracks in space, swallowing the sky and accepting the earth.
What kind of artistic conception is this!
Ye Chen looked pale and thought he had come to Jiuyoudi.
boom!
The thunder reappeared in vain and looked carefully, and then I saw that someone was fighting.
Donghuang is so heartless!
Ye Chen narrowed his eyes and recognized one of them. Isn’t that the Holy Lord of Tianxuan Sect Donghuang Taixin?
She was wearing a battle suit and holding a world-class magic sword in her hand. Her gorgeous divine clouds were lingering all over her body, as if she was a mysterious woman in the Nine Heavens. Every time she swung her sword, she had the power to kill the sky and destroy the earth, and the thunder in the sky could not do anything to her.
How could she be in this artistic conception!
Ye Chen frowned again and looked at the person who was fighting with him.
It was a man wearing black armor, holding a battle axe in his hand, with a majestic body, with a power to stand up to the sky and the earth, and his body was surrounded by the demonic aura. His eyes were cold and quiet, and there were also strange phenomena of stars and lightning and thunder. He was like a demon god, swallowing the vast world of eight wildernesses.
Boom! Bang! Boom! Boom!
The two fought hard on the sky. Every time they fought, the sky collapsed and the earth broke, the yin and yang were reversed, and the universe was reversed. Even though it was just an artistic conception, Ye Chen's heart was trembling and he wanted to kneel down.
Click!
At some point, Donghuang Taixin's magic sword broke and was chopped by the demon god with an axe. The gorgeous divine blood poured like rain.
Donghuang is so heartless that he is defeated. Is that man a god?
Ye Chen's expression was pale and bloodless, and his whole body was trembling.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
The world was in turmoil. The demon god held the blood-stained battle axe and walked step by step towards the Donghuang Taixin. His steps were steady and slow. Perhaps his body was as heavy as a mountain. Every step he took, the world would tremble.
He ruled the nine heavens, and his energy covered the eight wildernesses, like an eight thousand feet tall mountain, and no one could shake him.
Seeing this, Ye Chen hurriedly looked at another Xutian. Donghuang Taixin had already stood up and staggered, unable to stand steadily. She was covered with countless scars. Every wound was surrounded by black light, dissolving her essence.
Kunlun goddess, vulnerable!
The demon spoke, his voice was cold and majestic, and every word he said was accompanied by the roar of thunder.
puff!
Donghuang Taixin vomited blood again, perhaps because she could not bear the extraordinary pressure of the demon god.
The demon god smiled coldly, opened his eyebrows and shot out a ray of thunder, which was destroyed by the power.
However, the thunder light had not yet hit Donghuang Taixin, and was swallowed by a vortex that suddenly appeared.
Immortal...the Immortal Wheel Heavenly Dao!
Ye Chen was stunned and suddenly looked at Xu Tian on the other side.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
The world is turbulent again, it is the sound of a person walking, and his body is heavy like a mountain, and the sky and earth rushing.
In the blood mist, a blurred figure appeared, as if from ancient times. His body was tall, like a giant mountain, surrounded by golden light, and his dazzling divine light bloomed like a dazzling star, extremely dazzling.
He stepped on the galaxy, hung a divine cauldron on his head, wore golden armor, and held a halberd of killing the sky in his hand, as if he was a god of war in the Eight Desolates who conquered the ten thousand realms.
That...that's it!
Ye Chen's body trembled and he stared at the Eight Desolates War God in a daze. He looked exactly the same as him.
Six...Six Paths of Immortal Ring Ange!
Ye Chen stared at the eyes of the Eight Desolates War God. It was not a Six-Dao Immortal Ring Angle, but a Six-Dao Immortal Ring Angle.
"Then... is that me?" Ye Chen opened his mouth and looked at the Eight Desolate War God who was walking step by step. He was a little dazed, the Chaos Divine Cauldron, the Huntian War Armor, the Haoyu Stars, the Six Paths of Immortal Ring Anniversary...
"The ancient holy body of the desolate body, I have been waiting for you for a long time." The demon god spoke, looking at the eight wilderness war gods, revealing their white teeth.
"You can't, let her come." The Eight Wilderness God of War spoke, his voice was plain, hoarse and ethereal, with force that shocked the majesty of the Nine Heavens.
"I haven't achieved great success yet, who gave you the arrogant capital?" The demon god snorted coldly, shattered Xutian with one step, and rushed down the sky with an axe, carrying the power of destroying the world, as if he could split the ten thousand heavens.
The expression of the Eight Desolates of the War God remains unchanged, and the war halberd is swaying, but it contains countless changes in the Taoist rules.
It is worth mentioning that his combat power is far above Donghuang Taixin. The demon god was so shocked that he groaned and retreated. Every time he took a step back, he would step on the sky and wait until he stopped and spurted out a mouthful of blood.
The demon god roared, sweeping across the sea of demons, swallowing up the world, and trying to suppress the Eight Desolate War Gods.
The Eight Desolates War God stepped forward and slashed the sea of demons with a halberd.
The demon god's expression changed drastically, and his eyebrows were raised and his eyes shot out from the thunder again, but was crushed by the Eight Wilderness God of War.
Demon Black Sky!
The demon god held the sky with one hand, and the entire sky instantly turned into darkness, and the entire world became dark, like a space black hole, trying to swallow up all living creatures in the world.
The Eight Desolates of War God still had a halberd, cutting the world open.
The magical power was broken, and the demon was shocked to retreat again.
Buzz!
The Eight Desolates of War Gods came, and Ling Tian’s halberd was powered by the power of destroying the world.
kill!
The demon roared and swung the battle axe to the sky.
Boom! Bang!
The war begins again, and the scene is ruinous.
The Eight Desolations of War Gods are extremely domineering, and their supernatural powers appear frequently, and the demon gods are defeated all the way.
Ye Chen's eyes highlighted, what level of war this is? What era of war this is!
ah....!
The demon god roared, but he still could not defeat the Eight Desolate God of War. No matter how powerful the heaven-defying God of War was, it was false in front of the Eight Desolate God of War.
puff!
As blood spilled over Xutian, the demon god's head was slashed by the Eight Desolate War God's halberd, and the entire demon body was crushed into ashes by the Eight Desolate War God.
The heaven and earth fell into tranquility at this moment, with only blood mist surging, covering the sky and the earth.
Ye Chen stared at the Eight Desolates War God in a daze. This was just artistic conception, but everything was so real.
Above the Xutian, the Eight Desolates War God has already carried Donghuang Taixin and left step by step.
Seeing this, Ye Chen hurriedly followed, as he stood shoulder to shoulder with the Eight Desolate War God, staring at everything about him.
"The emperor has died in battle. Do we still have a way out?" Donghuang was too weak to lie on the back of the Eight Wilderness God of War, with a sad look and bleeding from her mouth. In the blood mist flying all over the sky, the light of her beautiful eyes was very dim.
"The heavens and tens of thousands of realms have not lost yet." The voice of the Eight Desolates War God was very hoarse.
"This...this artistic conception is the world of heavens?" Ye Chen was frightened and subconsciously looked at the four sides of Xutian.
"Let me go! I'm tired." Dong Huang's eyes were blurred and she murmured with whisper.
"Believe in Ye Xingchen, he can do it." The Eight Wilderness God of War was still taking heavy steps, and his angular face was full of traces of vicissitudes of life. "We always have a future for future Expo."
"What if he fails?" Donghuang smiled so sadly.
Chapter completed!