Chapter 2124

Whoa!

The heaven and earth of ghost mountain became dark again. The whine was full of magic and disturbed people's mind. A little while ago, there was a touch of green, accompanied by howling, and then was covered. The whole ghost mountain was shrouded in overcast fog. There were fierce ghosts and evil spirits crawling out, ferocious and laughing.

"Find out what it is." In the valley, everyone looked at the direction of the ghost prison city. Their bodies were shaking and their eyes were full of panic. Even their voice was shaking.

Under the attention of the public, the rolling magic fog surges out of the ghost prison city and soars into the sky like a black curtain, covering the last light of the world into darkness.

If you look at it carefully, there is a rudiment of a man in the raging magic fog. It is a resurrected demon. If you can't see his face clearly, you can only see a pair of huge eyes, blood streaked, scarlet, flashing tyrannical light, ferocious and terrifying.

But with the devil out of the rolling fog, the world can see his true face. His body is majestic. His feet are three feet high. He licks his scarlet tongue. His fangs are exposed. His smile is gloomy and frightening. Maybe his body is too heavy, so that every time the sole of his foot falls, the earth bangs.

He is... Too strong, terrible pressure. Rao is a swordsman and a sabre maniac. He can't resist. His legs are bending. He has to kneel down.

The present, also only Ye Chen, but also stand stable, barely able to withstand the pressure of the demons.

"Evil... Devil." The people in the Wulin are frightened and retreat together. Their eyes are highlighted and full of fear.

The demon ignores others and only looks at Ye Chen. He laughs ferociously and ferociously. If he can't tear Ye Chen apart, drink his blood and gnaw his bones, he can only hate in his heart.

Ye Chen is quiet and speechless, but he is calling for evil spirits in his heart. Because the demons in front of him are no longer half immortals, and they are beyond the limits that he can fight against. If he really wants to fight hard, he will surely die. The people in the ghost mountain, the people in Yandi, and even the life of the whole ancient star will be slaughtered. A demon in the condensation state is the supreme king in the world.

However, for his call, there is still no evil devil echo.

"Lao Yang, Xuan Lei sword." Ye Chen stretched out his hand and his face was heavy to the extreme. If the evil devil didn't come to save the field, he had to go up.

When the demons come back to life, they must be stealing the power of Yuan Jing. Moreover, they will be more ferocious than before. Before long, the power of Yuan Jing will be dissipated. At that time, the sealed Qin Xiong will be affected.

He could escape, but Qin Xiong could no longer save him.

Yang Ge did not dare to delay, and handed over xuanlei sword in a hurry.

"Get out of here." Ye Chen light way, hand xuanlei sword, straight to the devil.

Needless to say, those people in the Wulin have already turned around and run away. They are afraid to go back. The demons are so terrible that only a gust of wind can blow them to the sky and fight with them.

Ling Feng and others hesitated for a moment and then turned around. They were just a burden here.

On the other hand, ye Chen has killed him with his sword. With a sword, Fengshen directly attacks the heart of the demon's eyebrows.

"Ants." The demon grinned and raised his hand, holding the tip of the sword. The magic power was turbulent.

Ye Chen was pushed back by the shock. Every step back, he would step on the ground and tread on a hollow footprints. The xuanlei sword in his hand was humming violently, which made him lose his grip. He was shocked by the devil. If it was not cast by black dark iron, it would be broken on the spot.

Without waiting for him to fix his figure, the devil would kill him like a ghost. With a finger of God's awn, he pricked a blood hole in his chest.

Ye Chen dodged away, sealed the acupoint and stopped the gushing blood.

"Can you go?" The demon sneered, faster, and points to Ye Chen's eyebrows. This time, it's a killing. If ye Chen is pierced by a finger, he will die on the spot.

Between the electric light and flint, ye Chen applied too Xu to move, transferred the key.

At the same time, he waved xuanlei sword, and cut a forest of blood gullies on the demon.

"Good." The demons laugh ferociously and are not angry at all. On the contrary, they are more excited. They kill Ye Chen with one blow, but they are boring. It's interesting to torture and kill Ye Chen.

Ye Chen is as calm as water. He holds xuanlei sword in his hand and steps on Taixu step. He revolves around with mysterious body method. If the demon gives him a finger, he returns the sword.

The fighting was bloody.

It can be seen that it was Ye Chen, who was almost beaten down this time. After only a dozen rounds, he was covered with blood, with scars and blood gullies, which was shocking.

In contrast, although there are injuries, they are all skin injuries.

He is a monk. He has a great recovery power, which is comparable to other people. He is constantly absorbing the source crystal power, as well as the vitality of flowers, plants and trees. Since the beginning of the war, he has rolled yechen in an all-round way, regardless of speed, strength and resilience.

"Evil." Ye Chen's heart, still calling, he can't hold on for long, the source crystal of old grave, also can't hold on for long.

"Ants, despair?" The demon's smile is full of magic power. Before the laughter falls, it is like a ghost shadow again. When ye Chen comes near, he puts out a dark palm print.

"Wanjian Fengshen." Ye Chen gritted his teeth and stepped forward. His sword was unmatched. He pierced the palm print, but he was also shocked to vomit blood."Look down on you." The demon licked his tongue, brushed his hand, and a blood dragon roared at Ye Chen, which was much stronger than the blood dragon in the ghost prison city.

Ye chenhuo's body is fixed, and xuanlei sword is instilled in his internal power, pointing to the blood dragon from afar.

At that time, the ferocity of the sword sounded, and countless sword Qi suddenly appeared. It was his own secret method... Wanjian Chaozong.

Poof! Poof! Poof!

The blood dragon was wounded. The huge body of the dragon was cut out with blood marks. However, even if it was so, the emperor of wanjian could not stop it. When the blood dragon came, a divine dragon swung its tail and threw Ye Chen out. More than a few bones were broken.

The blood dragon chased after him and opened his mouth to swallow Ye Chen.

"By you, swallow me?" Ye Chen hums coldly, suddenly settles himself, and is the wind god's formula. A sword pierces the blood dragon's mouth all the way to the tail.

The blood dragon howled and was buried on the spot.

And ye Chen, also staggering, was the devil's palm, overturned out, landing in a pool of blood.

This time, ye Chen fought several bloody battles to get up. He was exhausted. He could not fight the demons far away. He was ten blocks short of his recovery ability. The two men were of the same level, a monk and a mortal. There was no comparability between them.

"Boring." With a cruel smile, the demon walks step by step. There is a bone spur protruding in the palm. If you want to use him, insert it into Ye Chen's head. When the bone spur is pulled out, the bloody fountain will be wonderful.

However, before he arrived, he heard the wind whizzing and hundreds of people killed in succession. It was Ling Feng and Yang Xuan, as well as many martial arts experts, who killed them again.

"Eat me." Shangguan Jiu is the most powerful and powerful man. He jumps forward and cuts down the sky with purple gold knife.

"I can't do more than I can." The devil did not see his steps, and even did not look at it. With a flick of his hand, he lifted up shangguanjiu and smashed into a rock.

Yang Xuan snorted coldly. He was in the palm of his hand and clapped it across the air.

The demon was too lazy to speak. With a cold hum, he knocked Yang Xuan over.

Ling Feng's sword is very powerful. It pierces the air, and the tip of the sword is in the chest of the demon. However, although his sword is strong, it is difficult to break the defense of the demon. Only on the surface of the demon, it erases a handful of sparks.

The devil laughed, and the evil spirits were surging. Dugu Jiansheng, the No.1 swordsman in Wulin, was knocked out by the rolling devil.

"Kill." Martial arts experts hissed, or arrows, or throwing knives, all over the sky.

But the embarrassment is that those long arrows and throwing knives are too fragile to break the defense of the sword saint, and even ye Chen is defeated, let alone them. A large number of people rush up, and a group of people are swept away. All of them kneel down to save the scene.

"It's boring. It's boring." The demon twisted his neck happily, and his eyes were full of evil light. From the beginning to the end, he only looked at Ye Chen.

Ye Chen coughs blood, with Xuan Lei sword as support, staggers to get up, all over the blood, the whole is a blood man.

He was still as calm as that. His anger towards the demons was hidden in his soul. Once it broke out, it would surprise the heaven and earth, cry the ghosts and gods, and kill the two emperors and one emperor, which is the best proof.

The demon finally settled down and stood three feet away. He raised his hand slightly and grabbed Ye Chen's neck. Shengsheng lifted it and stuck in the air. The bone thorn protruding from the palm of his hand also twinkled and was ready to insert into Ye Chen's head.

Ye Chen was unable to struggle and his hands fell down like a lamb to be slaughtered. After all, he was mortal, but he could not defeat the friars. This time, he could not resist the heaven.

Ling Feng and others want to rescue, but they are powerless. They can't even stand up. Despair... Drowns all the people's minds. The Wulin myths are defeated. After ye Chen's death, they are them. No one can stop this demon in this mortal world. He will turn this ancient star into a dead hell.

However, at this moment, a sudden thunder, resounding through the void of nine clouds.

The sky was covered with dark clouds, lightning and thunder, which were signs before the rain.

At this moment, ye Chen's dim eyes suddenly twinkled with astonishment. His lax eyes converged to the utmost, like the hot starlight. It seemed that there was power again, and that power was the thunder and lightning full of nothingness. Although he was a mortal, he could draw thunder into his body and use the power of thunder and lightning. The victory or defeat of this battle is still unknown.

In a thunder, he urged the last of his internal power, broke the fetters of demons, fell from the sky, and staggered on the earth.

Undetermined body shape, he held up xuanlei sword, cooperated with mental method, pointed directly at the sky.

At that time, the thunder and lightning raging in nothingness seemed to be pulled by some divine power, and fell straight down, connecting the tip of xuanlei sword. With xuanlei sword as the medium, it poured into Ye Chen's body. The silent thunder turned into a thread of thunder and lightning, which integrated into his four limbs, viscera, eight channels, and even every acupoint, every tiny pore, was haunted by lightning Get him, instantly by thunder Xi cage twilight, like a god of thunder.

"Mortal means can not kill you, then try the power of thunder."

Ye Chen's words are sonorous and powerful, cold and dignified.