Chapter 1490

In a flash, the ancestor of Wanyao in the state of divinity was full of fighter's multicolored color. His face was full of fright, and he suddenly raised his head to the sky and cried out. His voice was full of bitterness and despair.

"No, it's impossible!"

As soon as his voice dropped, his mind suddenly exploded in mid air and turned into light spots.

One after another, their eyes were fixed in that space, and then they suddenly looked back at Ye Chen, and their shocked and inexplicable expression climbed onto their faces.

"You can't be killed if you think it's the mind body? Naive

Leaf dust slowly put down the right hand, originally a bright golden pupil will slowly turn black.

"This..."

Taiji Zhenxian several people look at each other, are from each other's eyes to see the thick horror.

The ancestor of Wanyao is very confident. He said before that no one can hurt him in his mind. This is definitely not alarmist. Ye Chen's palm strength and fist strength have not hurt him, so it is true.

But now, under the leaf dust a finger, actually lets Wanyao ancestor's soul vanish, before and after the gap, unexpectedly is so big?

"Wanyao ancestor Dead? "

Qingchuan Sakura's pretty face was shocked, and then she was filled with deep joy. This is her master. No enemy is his opponent!

Taiji Zhenxian is also full of joy. The old devil of Wanyao Laozu is definitely a permanent nightmare for their wujizong. If he was alive for one day, the wujizong would not be at peace for a day. However, when ye Chen was fleeing from afar, he killed his soul with one finger, which undoubtedly made everyone overjoyed.

Above the sky, the leaf dust stands aloof, the other hand is still in the pocket, very casual.

In the eyes of the disciples of Zhenxian Taoism, this action is extremely frivolous and disdainful. It can be done on Ye Chen, but they think it is so special and full of artistic conception.

"Really with the power of one person, killed many experts of the demon gate?"

Ren Tingting's heart is trembling, and no one understands the horror of Wanyao gate better than her. This is the terror that makes her master sigh all the time, almost worried about the existence of white head.

It can be said that as long as Wanyao gate exists, frost leaf building will not want to walk in the sun, but today, the burden on the whole clan door has been unloaded!

And in Ye Chen's hand, the fierce and terrible demon gate is so weak?

At this moment, countless disciples of frost leaf tower hold their heads high. This is the leader of their frost leaf tower, their giant pillar, and there is a real fairy of frost leaf. Who dares to provoke frost leaf tower?

Taiji Zhenxian and others came back from the shock. They shook their heads and the six elders bowed to the sky with him.

"Thank you very much for your great kindness. Thank you very much. I will never forget the great kindness."

At the beginning of the seven people, the rest of the Wuji sect bowed their heads, and the words of reverence and reverence converged into a clear stream and spread all over Qiankun mountain.

Qingchuan Ying gently smile, also want to take the wujizong disciples bow salute, the voice of breaking the sky, in her not yet time to bend down, a hand on her arm, hold her up.

"Frost leaf building is my ancestral home. You are my maid. It's too generous to thank you."

Banter sounds in the ear, Qingchuan Ying raised a pretty face, ye Chen is standing in front of her body, with a smile, no longer a hint of fierce killing.

At this moment, I don't know how many women are envious in their hearts. They want to exchange with Qingchuan cherry to be the maid of the frost leaf immortal.

……

In the night of Qiankun mountain, the breeze is fresh and the night scenery is beautiful.

The broken arena has been filled with earth and stone by many wujizong's disciples. In the middle of the arena, a bonfire rises. Countless disciples are cheering and celebrating. The atmosphere is very lively.

The elders, who are usually closed to the public, are among them. Even the patriarch Taiji Zhenxian is no exception.

Today's World War I has wiped out all the hidden dangers. Everyone felt that it was unprecedented relaxed to see the sky through the clouds.

Countless young disciples, from time to time, cast their eyes on the chief Junlang Ye Chen. The men's faces show respect and awe, while the women's are infatuated with love.

It was this man who reversed the two inevitable defeats and let them have the grand occasion at the moment.

Ye Chen sits on the chair with both hands pillows. The whole chair has only two legs leaning on the ground, but there is no shaking. Beside him, Qingchuan Ying sits on a slant leg, gentle and dignified. Instead of the majestic manner shown in the past, she kneads his legs carefully. In an instant, she becomes a maid full of the master from the high-ranking frost leaf building.

She turned her head and looked at Ye's extraordinary side face, which could not help but burst into a happy smile.

"I knew that the master would be fine, and the master was the best!"

Since ye Chen's magic card was broken, the whole frost leaf building has been in a precarious state. Over the years, frost leaf building has been seeking survival in the cracks. As the acting owner of the building, Qingchuan Ying can be said to have worked hard and lamented all day and night that she had little sleep time.

She pretended to be strong on the surface. In fact, she didn't know how many times she woke up from her dream at night. Now seeing ye Chen back, she felt the burden of her whole body was put down, and she wanted to sleep in her arms like this.Ye Chen turned her head, with wisps of tenderness in her eyes.

"You've worked hard all these years."

Qingchuan Sakura chuckles and shakes her head, looking at Ye Chen's eyes as if there is a rainbow flashing.

"It's not bitter. I'm not bitter at all to guard the master's door."

Ye Chen was smiling and stroking her hair. The master and the servant were intimate, and they all felt envious.

Wind Xiyue looked at such a sweet scene, only feel sad in the heart, suddenly stood up to walk to the field.

"Wow, elder martial Sister Feng is going to dance next time!"

"Good, good!"

"My God, I'm so happy!"

“……”

The male disciples of wujizong suddenly cheered, and saw the wind and the moon singing a plain skirt, classical and soft, and walked into the side of the bonfire.

Feng Yunyue holds the pipa, and the sweet sound comes out, while the wind Xiyue dances in the music, making the male disciples around him dazzled.

Many of the disciples looked unbelievable. On weekdays, the wind and the moon were as cold as frost. How could anyone see her dancing?

Feng Xiyue's body is soft and beautiful, and every movement is extremely beautiful. The feeling of half covering the face with Pipa is more intoxicating.

Until her beautiful eyes would sweep to the direction of Ye Chen from time to time, which made many male students understand that their elder martial sister was in love.

Li Kelin was unhappy, but he only had a wry smile on his face. Frost leaf was really immortal. He had such a huge charm that he had to take it.

Feng Xiyue is very confident in her dancing. She is generous and elegant. She shows her exquisite and graceful figure. To her dismay, ye Chen doesn't look at her from the beginning to the end.