I don't know how the swirling forest made of wood is still. Even if it is a wisp of cold and frost, it is not contaminated with half worldly atmosphere. The ladder reaches the top of the nine peaks. Ye Chen knows that someone is waiting on the broad platform.

"Here you are..."

It was still a familiar greeting, the same as before. On the broad platform, another "Ye Chen" sat between the tea tables, his legs crossed his knees.

However, compared with his first acquaintance, the guy in front of him had a smile in his eyes, and his figure seemed unreal.

"I have completed the task of dying!"

Ye Chen's eyes coagulated slightly and said calmly.

Scenes of life and death are like a flash of light from ye Chen's eyes. There is too much pay along the way

"Yes, I should say goodbye to you..."

The spirit of the dead desperation shrugged his shoulders, stretched out his hand to lift the steaming pot in front of Ye Chen, poured a golden paste into the cup in front of Ye Chen, made an "please" gesture and motioned Ye Chen to take a seat.

Ye Chen sighed lightly, threw away the old memory, took the first two steps, sat cross legged, took the cup handed by the spirit of the dead end, and drank it up.

"Eh?"

At the moment of entering the throat, ye Chen felt the faint and inaudible mark of the guardian jinmang in his body, which seemed to solidify for a few minutes. With the passage of time, he had a more subtle trend.

"You deserve the original power of this desperate situation..."

The spirit of the dead end smiled and continued: "from the moment you took over the dead end, this already precarious world makes you walk on the tip of the knife all the time. Once you lose, you will be doomed..."

"In fact, this is also the real test of the desperate situation of death!"

Ye Chen frowned and seemed to have experienced so much. He was not surprised at such words. All kinds of causes and effects were added to him. Although it was difficult, it also brought him great opportunities.

"Now the desperate situation of death is calm. The so-called evil spirits, with the blessing of your original golden seal and holy fire, are no more than a little Doyle. Now..."

The spirit of the dead end fixed his eyes on Ye Chen. After a long time, he sighed and never spoke.

"Do you mean to say that there is nothing to fear except the repressive God coffin?"

Ye Chen said calmly.

The spirit of the dead and desperate nodded gently. On the tea table in front of him, the warm breath still existed, and the light golden lingering light flowed, reflecting a murderous opportunity.

The teapot in front of me slowly turned into a dark black copper coffin, which was a little darker than before. It was frightening to glance at it.

What is more terrible is that the original eight heaven chains that suppressed the bronze God coffin have now gone.

"Previously, you used that power to subdue the holy fire, which has greatly weakened the seal at the moment. How long the remaining six heavenly chains can last depends on your nature..."

As soon as the spirit of the dead end waved his arm, the strong heat of the two cups of tea in front of him steamed up and atomized the scene in front of him.

He also handed the tea cup in his hand to Ye Chen and continued: "this cup is also yours. It can make your guardian's golden seal more concise!"

Ye Chen seemed to think of something and replied, "this is related to the broken two Heaven chains?"

The spirit of the dead and desperate nodded admiringly, "yes, you can come here to get a golden tea for each broken chain, and take it until the eight are exhausted..."

Take a deep breath, and the spirit of the dead said, "it is the time when the God coffin is born, and it is also the day when you and I see each other again!"

Ye Chen asked, "what would you do then?"

"Die with it!"

The spirit of the dead and desperate smiled, and his body became more and more blurred. Even the face that looked like "Ye Chen" could not be seen clearly.

"Is there no way to break the game?"

Ye Chen asked again.

"At present, there is no..." the spirit of the dead and desperate responded softly, but immediately looked into Ye Chen's eyes and flickered a little differently, and continued to add:

"Lord of reincarnation, I can't see your future..."

"Eight Golden teas will bring you some unexpected effects. If you grow up fast enough, combined with reincarnation blood and Heavenly Sword, you may have a fight!"

A faint voice came out, and the spirit of the dead end in front of him had slowly dissipated, leaving only the last faint whisper. It was originally a "time bomb" to destroy the dead end. Now that the crisis is temporarily solved, he also dispersed

Meet again, it is the time of life and death!

If ye Chen had been in the past, he might have a sense of Taishan pressing the top. After all, it is related to life and death.

But I don't know why, now I am in a particularly calm mood. He firmly believes that even if there is a mountain of Tai, he will never bend down.

The fire phoenix in the right eye seemed to feel Ye Chen's mind, flying more than in his eyes. A bright red flame flowed down his cheek, and the temperature of the whole desperate situation of death increased several times!

The nine peaks, which had originally fallen from frost, now turned out to be an instant of warm spring flowers and the recovery of all things.

Vigorous vitality reappeared. A trace of wild grass grew wildly and spread on a tombstone at the foot of the mountain. The sharp tip actually produced colorful flowers, which is a good occasion!

"Worthy of the holy fire..."

The middle-aged man with blue long shirt and long hair was very white at the moment. He stretched out his pale palm to brush away the weeds on the tombstone, exposed the handwriting on it, felt the footsteps of Ye Chen behind him, and couldn't help opening his mouth.

"Thank you, elder Xiao, for your help!"

It was Ye Chen who came. Facing the back of Xiao prison, ye Chen respectfully hugged her fist.

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