Chapter 1420

At night, the ancient city is still full of flowers and colorful flowers. The streets are crowded with people. All of them are monks. Most of them are dusty. They come from afar, and some of them have profound Taoism.

Maybe this ancient city is not far away from the holy land of yaochi, which is why it is so lively. Most of the monks, who are tired of dust, come to attend the grand gathering of yaochi and pass through the ancient city.

On the tea stand, ye Chen and they are still drinking tea.

The king of Qi didn't Tell ye Chen to steal the treasure. He shrugged his head and looked at him sometimes, hoping that ye Chen would return his treasure.

He is looking at Ye Chen, and ye Chen is looking at Ji ningshuang. She is still like a diligent scholar, still immersed in reading, as if she did not care about the world's troubles.

And her state of mind, as if calm water, no waves, as she had seen the ancient holy body and six immortal wheel eyes, from the beginning to the end did not show a bit of shock.

If other people saw the ancient holy body and six immortal eyes, most of them would have screamed, but she was just like a normal person. Ordinary people don't have this mood.

"Even more in previous lives." Ye Chen took a sip of tea with low eyes. He came to the heaven and the world. Among the people of the same rank, Ji ningshuang, the reincarnation in front of him, was the only one he was afraid of.

After watching the middle of the night, he also figured out some clues, that is, Ji ningshuang's talent must be high against the sky, and her understanding of Tao has also reached the level of perfection. The so-called blood is irrelevant to her, and her Tao is to return to nature in the ordinary.

Slowly closed his mind, he began to think about the memory of immortal light, why it failed here in Ji ningshuang, the memory of immortal light clearly in her God sea, but did not play a role.

"What's in this book! I'm so obsessed with it. " Qi Wang, who was bored, couldn't bear to be lonely. He looked at the ancient books in Ji ningshuang's hand, but he didn't see half of the handwriting.

"This is a god man! I can't read a word Qi Wang grinned.

"The world is never short of talent." Ye Chen leisurely, during the period also slightly can't check a glance at Ji ningshuang, know that although she read is no word book, understand is the supreme way.

"When it comes to talent, the goddess of yaochi is the real talent." Qi Wang sighed and smacked his tongue. "You don't want to have a good yaochi immortal body. You have to abandon it. It's not so willful."

"What do you mean to abandon the immortal body of yaochi lake?" Ye Chen raises his eyebrows and looks at the king of Qi.

"Didn't you hear that? The goddess of yaochi used to be the immortal body of yaochi, but it was the blood of the heaven, not weaker than the holy body. " "But guess what the goddess of yaochi has done. She has abandoned the immortal body and incarnated into ordinary blood."

"There is such a thing." Ye Chen touched his chin, "the goddess of yaochi is fresh."

"Don't give it to me! Waste. " Qi Wang's stomach Fei said, "the whole family is a loser."

"Wordless Tianshu." As Qi Wang's words fall, ye Chen hears a murmur in the crowd, and his voice is surprised. Although the voice is low, he still catches it.

Then, an old man with purple hair came over. First, he glanced at Ye Chen and Qi Wang. Finally, his eyes fell on Ji ningshuang. To be exact, it was on the wordless book in her hand. Vaguely, the old eyes and greed flashed by.

"Wordless Tianshu?" Ye Chen glanced at the old man with purple hair, and his eyes fell on the ancient book in Ji ningshuang's hands. Only then did he realize that the book had hidden mystery, which was not as simple as the surface.

"This book is for sale. If I buy it, you can make an offer." The purple haired old man opened his mouth and looked at Ji ningshuang. Although his words were discussed, his tone was dignified and a little commanding. Only because Ji ningshuang was a quasi saint, and he was a powerful quasi holy king.

"It's not for sale." Ji Ning frost raised her head, but also had a polite smile.

"Really not for sale?" The purple haired old man's eyes narrowed slightly, and his tone was cold.

"Not for sale."

"It's a shame to face." The old man with purple hair uttered a cold hum and immediately raised his hand to catch it.

"Damn it, and you've got a mugger." Qi Wang yelled at him, but he ran faster than anyone else. While running, he turned back and cried, "fuck him, you have to do him."

Ye Chen and Ji ningshuang ignore the man directly. They also hide before the purple haired old man's palm falls. A good tea stand is crushed into fly ash by the purple hair old man.

"Bring me the book. I'll spare you." The old man with purple hair shows his fierce light and stares at Ji ningshuang.

"The things of our ancestors are not sold." Ji ningshuang smiles gracefully.

"So, don't blame me for being cruel." The old man with purple hair hums coldly. With one hand, the king to be will have a strong hand. Before it falls, the earth has already cracked.

Ji ningshuang is indifferent, does not fade, does not flash, the jade hand then claps, looks like ordinary without the strange one hand, actually is fusion thousand kinds of changes, all in the evolution into the ordinary.

Boom!

When the two palms collided and the sound of a roar was heard, the world was in chaos. All the pavilions within ten thousand square meters were collapsing in an instant. Many people who watched the opera were attacked by rice seedlings without paying attention.

A strike hard regret, Ji ningshuang towering did not move, according to a weak scholar, quietly standing.If you look at the old man with purple hair, he is in a mess. He is shocked by Ji ningshuang's palm. Every step back, he will step on a deep footprints on the earth. When he stops his body, there is blood spilling from the corners of his mouth, and his dry palms become bloody.

Hiss!

Seeing this picture, all directions are filled with the sound of air-conditioning. A quasi holy king is beaten by a palm of quasi saint, bleeding. It can be said that one move is completely defeated. Ji ningshuang's fighting power can be called a monster.

Ji ningshuang has turned around and really doesn't like fighting.

Kill!

The old man with purple hair roared and refused to give up. He was ferocious as a devil.

Who is he? He's a real king. He's a giant. He's always on top. How could he lose face in public, and the other side is just a saint.

The war suddenly opened, the movement and stillness of the battle were not small, the pieces of attic into oblivion.

Ji ningshuang ascended the empty sky one step, as if did not want to affect the innocent.

The old man with purple hair chased him up, but he used a magic weapon. It was a terrible holy King soldier.

The empty sky roared, shaking the earth and the earth into turbulence.

What can be seen is that Ji ningshuang, a quasi Saint level, has the upper hand. She has a strong and terrifying fighting power. Although her magic power is ordinary, its power is powerful, and she can't turn over her opponent.

All of them raised their heads, and their eyes were shining. They were shocked and shocked. They looked at Ji ningshuang as if they were looking at the monsters. "It's clear that they are looking at the ordinary ordinary people. Why are they so strong?"

"This kind of fighting power can compete with the previous ancient holy body, and even have the qualification to compete with the goddess of yaochi." Too many people are surprised, the evaluation of Ji ningshuang is quite high.

"Whose younger generation is that? It's amazing to make me wait for shame!" Many old monks lamented, "if you give it enough time, the future must be an eternal giant."

"This girl is not so fierce During the discussion, the Qi king came back, grinning a big donkey's mouth, sighing and smacking his tongue, "it's really a god man!"

"It's said that there is no shortage of talents in the world." Ye Chen is leisurely, holding the wine pot, drinking and watching, but does not go to help, because Ji ningshuang doesn't need his help, and even he is not sure to win her. How can the quasi holy king be her opponent.

"In other words, what is wordless Tianshu?" Qi Wang scratched his head and glanced at Ye Chen.

"Since it's a Book of heaven, it's not simple." Ye Chen fills a mouthful of wine and recalls Ji ningshuang's calligraphy without words, which is really mysterious. Otherwise, how could he be valued by the emperor to be.

"They are all heavenly books. Should there be some relationship between wordless and dunjia Tianshu?" Speaking, ye Chen also subconsciously looked at his own God sea, and his eyes fell on the dunjia Tianzi which was branded on the chaotic God tripod, thinking about the relationship with the wordless Tianshu.

"Ah ah? What's the situation? There's a group fight. " When ye Chen looks at his God sea inside, the Qi king on his side cries out, "it's all his mother's shame, isn't it?"

Smell speech, ye Chen hastily received the thought, raised the eye to see to empty day.

In addition to Ji ningshuang and the purple haired old man, there is an old man in black. He is as powerful as a mountain. He is also a quasi holy king. He is working with the old purple haired man to attack Ji ningshuang. It is obvious that he and the old purple haired man are together to kill Ji ningshuang.

"Do something." Ye Chen took the wine pot and stepped up to the sky. He blocked the old man in black for Ji ningshuang. "You are also a quasi holy king. Are you not afraid of ridicule from future generations?"

"It's none of your business. Get out." The old man in black rebukes him coldly, turns into a big hand, and sweeps empty sky with one hand.

"I've never seen you so arrogant." Ye Chen didn't think so. He didn't say much about it. He went straight to work. The eight wasters in one blow were incomparable. The old man in black stepped back.

"Damn you." The old man in black roared, murderous, and rushed again. With one hand, he launched a sea of blood, with countless complaints, and the whole virtual sky was humming and shaking.

Ye Chen does not speak, and is extremely powerful. He breaks the empty sky with one step and splits the sea of blood with one palm.

The old man in black was bitten back and retreated one after another. Before stopping his body, ye Chen had already killed him. There was no gorgeous magic power. He only had the domineering golden fist and many magical powers in his hands. He evolved under the chaos of Wuji Taoism, creating a powerful and incomparable force.

The old man was killed on the spot.

Ah!

The old man with black hair was completely enraged and did not want to face at all. A cold electric light was emitted from his eyebrows, which turned into a bloody bronze mirror. The king to be didn't want to face and used magic tools at the saint.

Ye Chen sneers, chaos God Ding immediately sacrifice, on the bloody bronze mirror.

The war escalated instantaneously.

The two-on-two lineup is a battle between the sky and the earth, but whether it is the old man with purple hair or the old man in black, they are both defeated by Ye Chen and Ji ningshuang, the quasi saints.

Seeing this lawless scene, people below were scratching their heads subconsciously, "what's wrong with the world? Are quasi saints so fierce? What a monste