"No, it's impossible." Looking at the familiar and disgusting face, ye Chen pedals back.

He couldn't believe that the Impatiens, who had been chopped by him a hundred years ago, were still alive and were laughing ferociously.

"It took me a whole hundred years to complete the nirvana of the Phoenix. Thank you so much for bringing me against the heaven." The Impatiens stop and smile at Ye Chen.

"Phoenix Nirvana." The carb bar in Ye Chen's hand rings, and there is blood flowing between his fists and fingers.

Nirvana of Phoenix is the supreme immortal method of Phoenix clan.

He had never thought, and would not have thought, that a hundred years ago, the Impatiens had taken that step between life and death.

Today, she has been transformed from Tao, blood, origin and shenzang, which is much better than before.

Her terror and strength are shocking. Even if Beisheng is here, she may not be her opponent.

"Goodbye, but I'm still happy. I miss you very much." Phoenix smile, comfortable sitting on the throne, a pair of Phoenix eyes, overlooking Ye Chen.

Her smile, with a touch of ferocity, with a touch of somber, smile people fear, but also let people tremble.

Ye Chen's body shape is staggering, perhaps the mood fluctuation is too big, even the whole body lingering dead gas, also thick.

Impatiens is still alive, unexpected, let people rub hands less than, his calm heart, also from the surging waves.

That is to say, he did not pay the debt of 100 years ago.

Until today, he really understood that she is a person who adheres to the fate of heaven and earth. There is always someone to help her in critical moments. Even if she dies, she can also nirvana.

"It's very helpless." The Impatiens hold their chin in one hand, and laugh at each other and show their evil faces.

Ye Chen did not speak, pale and bloodless.

He is really helpless, unprecedented helpless.

At the moment, how about letting him out? How can he fight the Phoenix after Nirvana.

"Don't worry, there are more helpless for you." The Impatiens glanced at the fairy crane on the nailed mountain.

"Bitches, there's a fight." The fairy King crane cursed.

"Oh, why do you speak so harshly." Impatiens smile enchanting, "scared people."

"Pooh! It's disgusting to see you. "

"Brother Jinwu, he scolded me. You have to make decisions for me!" Impatiens side head, a face aggrieved look at the second prince of Jinwu nationality, smile with enchanting.

"Sister xian'er, don't worry. You will enjoy yourself." The second prince of Jinwu smiles, revealing two rows of Mori white teeth, a pair of golden eyes, bloodthirsty and tyrannical.

With that, he bent his bow and took aim at the fairy King crane. An arrow pierced the sky, just like a wisp of dark awn.

"Interesting." Other princes and great religious deities all smile and follow suit, drawing bows and arrows.

Blood drenched in the picture, a killing arrow, such as a road youmang, a branch shoots at the fairy King crane.

"Ye Chen, does heart ache?" Phoenix eyes twinkle, as if across the mountain, see the crazy struggle of Ye Chen, that picture, let her excited crazy, "you need to know, his death, all because of you."

"Seven, don't listen to her nonsense. My brother will still be a hero after 18 years." The fairy King crane roared, covered with killing arrows and covered with blood, but he was also a man of iron.

"It's so seedy." The second prince of Jinwu and others all sneered and drew their bows and arrows again to shoot the divine awn.

Ah!

Ye Chen roared, a pair of muddy eyes, blood red straight to drop blood, crazy struggle, earned the chain clattered, but finally can not leave the altar.

"What, what, this is." Xu was so noisy that many friars were attracted. He was stunned.

"My God! Is that Impatiens? I'm still alive. "

"No way! A hundred years ago, I saw her go out of her wits. " There was a steady stream of amazement.

"It's the nirvana of the Phoenix." Some old monks have deep eyes, which seems to have seen the clue.

"The one who is nailed should be the crane, the Immortal King of southern regions, and ye Chen's brother. It's really miserable."

"These animals are really haunting! The holy body has been suppressed, and he is still not let go. "

"I don't know how much heartache it is to see my brother die with an arrow." Too many people sigh, sad for the fairy king and ye Chen.

In the discussion, the laughter of the fairy King crane was annihilated.

Looking from afar, the five finger mountain was dyed red by his blood. Just looking at it, it was shocking.

The fairy King crane died, and his stiff head fell down. Before he died, he also laughed at Ye Chen.

Ye Chen's body is stiff, staring at the bloody fairy crane, his eyes are full of blood and tears.

Outside the mountain, unbridled laughter, abnormal rampant.

"Whatever is related to him, monks and mortals, will die." The Impatiens left, but the laughter resounded through the sky, with cold and supreme dignity.

"It's going to be an interesting big hunt." Many princes and great religious deities also turn around, each of them is like a devil, with a ferocious smile."Even more so in the old days!" Monks on the four sides lamented, "I don't know how many people have been slaughtered."

"Ye Chen has been suppressed this time, and it will be difficult to recover the blood debt."

"The most miserable death of the fairy King crane, let's help him collect the corpse!" A kind monk whispered.

"Take him down and you'll be nailed up in the next minute." The monks all around glanced at the man.

"Gone." The old monks took the lead in turning around, and the onlookers sobbed and sped away.

Before leaving, I also did not forget to look at the bloody fairy King crane. Although I couldn't bear it in my heart, I didn't dare to meddle in it. Those people, they really can't afford.

Night, quietly came, covered with a touch of blood.

At the bottom of the five finger mountain, ye Chen sat quietly, like a stone statue, motionless, surrounded by a thick stillness.

He did not roar, still frightening, dim eyes, filled with muddy tears, has blurred his vision.

The fairy King crane was also nailed to the mountain, covered with sword rain, and there were wisps of blood flowing out of his body.

Because of his death, many people came to Wuzhishan again and looked at it from a distance. They did not dare to approach it, but sighed in silence.

Late at night, the six figures came together. It was the eclosion of Shenzi, Cangling Shenzi and Taiqing Shenzi.

In their hands, they all hold a cold iron chain. On the other side of the chain, a person with a shawl is locked, such as a prisoner of death, whose hair is covered with blood.

"Ye Chen, look, is there anyone in your family?" Six people stop, each quiet smile, playful, will be chained people thrown to the front of the mountain.

Ye Chen raised his eyes, through the mountain, saw those who were chained, are extremely miserable.

He doesn't know those people. He has nothing to do with them.

"Why catch us." The people who are chained are roaring, tearful and full of grief.

"No why." The God of punishment shrugged his shoulders at will, "strange only strange, you are called Ye Chen."

"Ah..." The captured people roar and roar, full of grief and anger. This is the world where the strong are respected. As the weak, they deserve to be bullied.

"Noisy." Cangling Shenzi Leng hum, immediately waved his sword, and the captured people turned into a blood mist on the spot.

"Oh, it's early!" Some people came, but they were the son of the sun and the moon. Many of them were captured, but they were all nuns and their clothes were not neat.

What can be seen is that those women have been humiliated, tears of humiliation, covering the cheek.

Ye Chen looks at them quietly. Among the captured women, there are no reincarnations, but they are all miserable.

"They all admire Ye Chen." The sun and the moon have fallen, and the captured woman is thrown in front of the mountain.

"Tut Tut, that's really sad!" The ethereal palace God son tut tongue, smile gloomy ferocious.

"It's a pity to kill them." The eclosion God son happily wriggled his neck, and his eyes were full of lust and evil light.

"At the foot of Wuzhi Mountain, it should be very emotional." The son of God of the supreme city has rushed forward like an evil beast.

Other gods are also exposed, each like a wolf, looking for people to vent their brutal animal desire.

The woman hissed, accompanied by tears of humiliation.

"My sweetheart is in it. Shout, keep shouting!"

"Ye Chen, you still like this picture."

"Kill me! Come out and kill me! Ha ha ha

The seven deities are all like abnormal mad dogs, ferocious and ferocious. They are the demons of the night.

"Tathagata, is this your compassion?"

At the bottom of the dark mountain, ye Chen's voice is hoarse, full of grief and anger. His anger towards the Buddha comes from his soul.