Chapter 411

In the middle of the ice Valley, there was a moment of silence.

Even the winged tiger and Tang Junyi took back their hands. The winged tiger slowly returned to the camp. Many of the strong gods swept to the leaf dust with cold and scrupulous eyes.

Although the black viper is the weakest among the 20 people, and its poison skill has not been brought into play, it is still a divine realm. The person who can kill the Agkistrodon halys at least needs to be at the top of the divine realm.

"Who is your excellency? Is it Xiao Yijue who has set foot in Xuanxian

He asked with the bolder spirit.

Ye Chen didn't say anything. He closed his eyes and lowered his eyes. Like an old monk, he only regarded a group of powerful people in front of him as local chickens and dogs.

Many of the strong gods stand there with fear, and no one is willing to fight.

Although all of us know that we can easily flatten the person in front of us as long as we rush forward. However, this group was originally formed for the sake of interests, and each had its own thoughts. Everyone wanted to work hard, let others go first, or even better to die, so as to share less of the spiritual spring.

Finally, after a standoff, the winged tiger stepped out, and the jar voice and the urn airway said, "I don't care who you are. It's up to you to touch it. We can't touch it?"

He found himself a high sounding reason, but did not think about who just came up and let people go.

Seeing the winged tiger step by step, everyone looked at Ye Chen cautiously. Even Tang Junyi gasped slightly to see how ye Chen responded.

You should know that this guy is slow, but he is strong and terrible. Even if he is at the top of the world, it is hard to hurt him. If ye Chen can solve the problem, then they have to weigh it.

Of course, if the winged tiger resisted the boy's attack, even if it was only for a moment, then all the people would rush in and kill the two unsuspecting backs!

In the eyes of all, the winged tiger step across the line, leaf dust suddenly opened his eyes.

He did it!

Compared with before just a finger, ye Chen now stretched out a palm like white jade.

This palm is as delicate as a woman, with a faint blue light shining on it. It seems that it is carved from a piece of sapphire, and it goes down with the leaf dust. There was a huge sound in the void, just like the Wuxing mountain which suppressed the great sage of Qi Tian in those years!

"Boom!"

A huge green light palm, which is four meters long, fell from the sky and pounded down fiercely. In front of this God like palm, even the winged tiger was extremely thin.

"Drink

Seeing this power, the winged tiger was not very good. His speed was not as good as that of a martial saint. He had no way to dodge. He could only roar, and his whole body was full of bronze light. He hit the bare palm with all his strength.

The result is enough to shake the power of heaven and earth, even let the light palm tremble, and then continue to press down.

"It's impossible!"

The winged tiger, as if disbelieving, roared wildly, pedaled his feet to the ground, and made Pangu's posture of holding the sky. His body suddenly expanded, and his muscles burst, like molten iron. His body suddenly soared, reaching the level of nearly three meters.

The terror of the tiger, hands up, seems to be able to open the world.

As a result, in the eyes of the public, ye Chen pressed down his palm, allowing the tiger to roar furiously, activate the secret arts, and even burn blood essence. The light palm did not waver in the slightest, so forcefully patted the tiger into the ground.

With a click, a bone burst. Finally, when the bare hands were scattered, there was only a blur of flesh and blood, and we could not distinguish the shape of the tiger with wings.

The one with strong spirit will die with one hand!

Although this tiger with wings is as strong as jet, the king of giant monsters, his cultivation at this time is higher than that at that time. He has completely collected and condensed the golden elixir, and is it possible for ye Chen to break through the high level of the golden elixir?

"Hiss!"

A breath of cool air came from the sound, and the whole place was dead. Everyone was silent. Even the old monsters who lived in seclusion had their pupils shrink and their looks changed greatly.

"Ye Chen, ye Xianshi."

Finally, it was the captain of the blood shark in the Galan sea, who spoke in a bitter voice. As soon as he got out, other gods who had watched the war on the top of Huashan Mountain all cried out and recognized each other.

"Yes, it's master Ye Xianshi." Seeing ye Chen's divine power, Tang Junyi immediately put down his heart, hugged his chest and said with a sneer: "this holy spring is already in master Ye's pocket. You don't want to touch it!"

No one's talking!

Although many of the strong spirits changed their looks, their eyes were angry. But when we looked at the boy sitting cross legged, they were still full of fear.

Ye Chen's name has long been known all over the world. Even if there are doubts about his killing six black bishops with one enemy, many people have witnessed the battle on the top of Mount Hua.Although Xiao Yijue had just set foot in Xuanxian's realm at that time and had no firm foothold, it was Xuanxian after all!

In the face of this mythical existence, no one is willing to directly challenge the captain of the blood shark or the guru of Ghana. Even everyone doubted whether all the people on the scene could beat Ye Chen in the end.

After all, the legend of the ancestor of the blood demon was too terrible. Everyone's impression of Xuanxian focused on him. If ye dust was as terrible as the blood demon, they would not be rivals.

"What to do?"

Someone whispered.

Let them fight. They are afraid to fight. Let them go, even more unwilling. Finally, he made great efforts to find the heavenly spring, but he was scared away by Ye Chen's words. If this spread out, I'm afraid that the face of the strong in the divine realm would be completely lost by them.

"Don't worry, we're not without cards."

Lu Wanjie, known as the traitor of thunder, had a look of fear, but soon returned to normal.

The crowd responded quickly.

Yes, they are not the real big guys this time. The sky is falling and there are tall people standing in the way. Joyce, warwolf king and others are all famous peaks of the divine realm. Even if it is not as good as ye Chen, it should be similar.

As long as the three of them can withstand the attack of Ye Chen, then everyone will rush in and the sea of people tactical drag will drag the boy to death!

So they looked at the valley mouth with expectant eyes. Sure enough, three figures appeared in the sight.

One dressed in wolf's skin and walked like a dragon and a tiger; one with his hands clasped together, the Buddha's light was ten thousand feet, and the last one's eyes showed bloodthirsty and venomous eyes.

The Lord of northeast snow region, the king of war wolf!

One of the ancestors of Shaolin Temple, langri living Buddha!

Archbishop in black, Joyce!