Chapter 1310

"If only you had this heart." Immortal Dongyang breathed a long breath, and the black line on his forehead was also slowly dispersed with Ye Chen's words, "the power of Dalao Jianzong is not that you and I can fight against it. You should leave! As for Qingyue's younger sister, I will make my own decision. "

"The master's decision is to hide here and prepare to ambush Dara Shenzi?" Ye Chen said leisurely.

"As you can see, I will not conceal it from you."

"This is suicide." Ye Chen leisurely said, "now the four forces all come to visit Dara Shenzi. The elder is so rash to ambush him. Why should Da Luo Shenzi start? Those who kneel and lick will compete for hospitality. Although the elder is strong, it is difficult to defeat the four sides."

"I know it." "Dongyang immortal takes a deep breath," but in any case want to have a try. "

"Let the younger generation do it!"

"You?"

"A fair challenge is better than an ambush." Ye Chen took a sip of tea.

"Nonsense." The immortal Dongyang said in a deep voice, "Dara Shenzi is not comparable to shenchao Shenzi and ghost emperor Shenzi. His cultivation is at the top of the imperial realm, and there are countless quasi saints who have been cut off by him. You have the same fighting power as the saints. You are committing suicide

"Which is weaker or stronger, we have to fight before we know."

"Don't be rash."

"I know it in my mind." Ye Chen got up with a smile and pulled Dongyang immortal to get up, and went straight to the city. "Such a lively scene, it should be good wine and good food."

Haoyang ancient city can be said to be extremely prosperous. The crowd is full of monks with extraordinary accomplishments. From a distance, the pavilions are mostly suspended, and the carved bars and jade buildings are built. The air is full of the essence of spiritual power. The clouds are shrouded and the mist is dense and hazy. It is really like an immortal city on earth.

In the ancient city, the largest mansion is full of people, just because Da Luo Shenzi is in the mansion.

The four monks came one after another. Most of them were famous and well-known people with backgrounds. They were also accompanied by a young son. Their accomplishments were not low, and their spirits were in full swing.

Ye Chen and Dongyang Zhenren come and stop in front of the mansion.

Dongyang Zhenren is unwilling all the way, but he is still dragged by Ye Chen.

As for ye Chen, looking at the door of the mansion where people gather and move, he can't help but sigh and smack his tongue.

No matter who comes to the top, there are too many saints who come to the top.

In!

Ye Chen took Dongyang and followed the stream of people into the mansion.

The guard of the mansion will not stop him when he sees the cultivation of Dongyang sages, because ye Chen and Dongyang are just like other people. One elder and one younger generation come here for the same purpose.

To enter the mansion, ye Chen is a sigh.

There are many pavilions and pavilions in the depths of the holy trees. There are many fairies and fairies holding fruit plates. All of them are natural beauties. Their accomplishments are not too shallow, and the monks are dazzled.

This fruit is good. Give me a plate!

That lingguo is still shining. Give me a plate!

How tired you are, give it to me!

Ye Chen is very conscious, and the fruit tray held by the fairy hand is taken over one plate after another.

this fellow is really very conscious, so that the fairy is stunned, and it has attracted many attention of the monks around. Looking at Ye Chen's eyes is more strange than one. Many old elders are subconsciously walking their beards. They look at Ye Chen with a meaningful look: they should be a woodlouse.

Ye Chen a face does not agree, eat have no face no skin.

On the other hand, the real man of Dongyang is quite embarrassed. Because ye Chen is such a man, he has become the focus of public attention. Seeing that ye Chen is all brought by him, one can see that ye Chen is his descendant.

Let's go!

Dongyang immortal is quick one step, still did not forget to pull up Ye Chen.

Two people or with the flow of people, went to the mansion a fairy mountain.

This mansion is much better than the one of Tianfu and shenchao. Ye Chen is not only sobbing, but also secretly smacking his tongue in the heart of Dongyang immortal. Why is the gap between the inheritance of a sword God and that of the Eastern Emperor!

On the top of a fairy mountain is a garden full of fairies. All the monks who came to visit gathered here.

The number of people is not small. They are all seated, and many of them are acquaintances. They are gathering to exchange greetings at the moment.

Ye Chen and Dongyang immortal find a corner jade table, but it is quiet.

Dongyang real man sat down, and his old eyes looked around him. There were still colored eyebrows, as if he were looking for the moon.

Ye Chen was gnawing at the fruit and was also looking around. His eyes kept falling on several young children. With his eyesight, he could see that there were many extraordinary blood vessels among them.

"Which is Dara." Piao a circle, ye Chen this just saw to Dong Yang.

"Not yet."

"That's a big shelf." Ye Chen grinned. Most of the people who came here are the ancestors of the four forces. There are so many noble celebrities, but they have to wait for a younger generation in the imperial realm."You must not act rashly." The immortal Dongyang sends a message to Ye Chen to make trouble here. He has reason to believe that he can't get out of the mansion. Even if all the Tianfu gods come, they will be destroyed.

"I have a sense of propriety." Ye Chen grinned and felt a spirit fruit from his arms.

"To God." When they were talking and talking about each other, a very high pitched scream rang through the whole mountain top, attracting all the people's eyes here.

Under the attention of the public, there is a young man with purple hair coming from the sky, surrounded by immortal light. There are many mysterious visions interwoven with each other's actions. His body and blood are powerful and his blood is surging.

He was the son of darao sword school, like a dazzling star, hanging from the ethereal sky.

Inexplicable itching!

Ye Chen takes a glance at Da Luo Shenzi, and sees that man is dignified. However, he always wears a cruel smile that leaves Chen disgusted. His posture is high and his dignity is high. Whenever he sees such goods, ye Chen feels extremely itchy and wants to hit people.

Blood is not weak!

Ye Chen said softly that he could see through the blood of the son of Dalao, which was a kind of the most Yang.

However, no matter how overbearing his blood is, compared with his ancient holy body, it will be slightly inferior.

On one side, the face of immortal Dongyang was very cold. Especially at the moment of the appearance of Da Luo Shenzi, he could not contain the opportunity of killing. It seemed that he thought of the capture of the Moon Fairy in Qing Dynasty.

As he spoke, the son of the great Luo God had fallen down, followed by three old men, all saints.

See the son of God!

Just after the fall of the son of Dara, people from all over the world would bow their hands to greet each other, even saints are no exception.

It's worth mentioning that the young women brought by the old friars have abnormal eyes when they look at the son of Da Luo. A trace of blush flashed on their cheeks inexplicably, and they have a feeling of love at first sight. The so-called love at first sight is mostly used to describe them.

Excuse me for being late!

Dara Shenzi returned a symbolic gift, but he did not smile. Feeling the awe of the four sides, he lifted his chin higher and his vanity was satisfied in an instant.

It is also the attention of the public, and Dara Shenzi has consciously stepped onto the highest position.

In this regard, the old people in all directions are unhappy, but they dare not say anything openly.

In the same sentence, darao sword clan is too strong, and they have heard of the nature of Dara Shenzi. They can't be hated by this guy, or the consequences will be punished in light and destroyed in the heavy.

It's not to brag with you, such a fool, I can fight ten!

Looking at the big Luo God son that is getting better and better, the leaf Chen in the corner, can't help but meaningful.

This words a, Dongyang immortal can't help but side of the eyes, up and down a glance Ye Chen, a face of the language of heart: this forced to pretend good.

The next picture, there is enough official. Fang, said are some nutrition free polite words.

The four friars wish they could not greet all the people of the Dalao sword sect once again, to show their reverence for the Dharma sword sect. They deliberately lowered their posture and coaxed the son of Dara into great joy.

Really don't say, big Luo God son on his mother's like this one, floating almost to heaven.

As everyone knows, these words alone are far from enough to move the son of Dara.

If you want to send their descendants to the Dalao sword sect, how can you do without blood? Now this scene is only the opening remarks. After the grand gathering, the main topic is that the ancestors of the four sides will visit alone.

After three rounds of drinking, I saw an old man in purple, Zu Wenhe, with a smile. "I have always asked Shenzi that the Nine Yang Sword formula is so powerful that I don't know if I and other vulgar people are lucky to see Shenzi exert this supreme sword skill."

After the words were dropped, people from all directions echoed, "it's our honor to see the legendary Nine Yang Sword formula. We hope that the son of God will show us one or two, and we have a wish."

"Tut tut." Scene of this scene, see ye Chen tongue constantly, have never seen so can lick.

If people from all directions can really guess the mind of Dara Shenzi, they want to see whether the Nine Yang Sword formula is false, and if they want to give Dara Shenzi a chance to show off, they are not.

It has to be said that the four sides of the people's agreement, really let the big Luo God son in a good mood.

Anyway!

Daluo got up and pretended to be embarrassed. He had a deep look. I didn't know that someone had put a knife rest around his neck to force him to use it?

This pure skill, 100 points!

It's not a problem to pretend to be forced!

But see this guy step up to the cloud, under the sleeve flick, a golden sword appears in the hand.

Good sword!

Ye Chen below, his eyes brightened, and he fixed his eyes on the sword of Dara Shenzi. He was an extraordinary divine soldier, cast by the overlord God iron. His level was still a real quasi Saint soldier.

Good sword!

The four friars also exclaimed, not kneeling and licking this time, because the sword of Dara Shenzi was really good.

The sword breaks the sky!

In the exclamation, Dara Shenzi suddenly lifted his sword. A sword pointed to the sky, and a golden sword ran straight to the sky. Just as he said, a sword really poked a big hole in the nine clouds.Good!

Below the cry one after another, merged into the tide.

Make a fool of yourself!

Da Luo Shenzi took his sword and stood erect in the empty sky with his hands on his back. I didn't know that he was a man of high moral integrity. A group of flower lovers were excited to throw themselves into their arms.

Not so much!

Among all the cheers, there was a voice that didn't enter the stream. Although the voice was small, it was shocking.