Chapter 7647

A person with eight layers of heaven in the Taizhen realm can tear the emperor by hand. If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he couldn't believe it.

Shocked, the desolate cold move appeared flaws.

Unfortunately, Jianxing couldn't hold it.

Because Jianxing was shocked to see ye Chensheng tearing up the enemy.

This purest and most barbaric force is more powerful than all martial arts.

After tearing up those barbarian warriors, ye Chen flew into the dead sea without saying a word. He secretly communicated with Huang Lao in his heart and said, "Huang Lao, I killed your descendants, won't you blame me?"

Huang Lao was speechless and didn't respond to Ye Chen's words.

Ye Chen shrugged his shoulders, which was to restrain his mind and quickly flew to the depths of the dead sea.

When Huang Han saw Ye Chen's figure go away, he was very anxious. He offered a talisman, killed Ye Chen, and shouted, "iron prison, I suppressed it!"

The talisman was like a metal casting, showing a cold color, instantly flying through the air, releasing a large amount of iron black breath.

With the smell of iron black, it completely spread out, and a terrible scene also appeared.

The heaven and earth where ye Chen is located unexpectedly began to iron rapidly, and the surrounding air became extremely heavy, which made people breathe, as if it had been stuffed with tens of thousands of kilograms of steel.

At the foot of the yellow spring deadsea, the sea water is also clicking, and it is also rapidly ironing.

With Ye Chen as the center, the land within a few miles is sinking rapidly, and it will become a hell of steel.

"This is... The breath of the iron throne!?"

Ye Chen's face suddenly changed, staring at the runzhao of desolate cold, catching a trace of the cause and effect of the Iron Throne.

The imperial edict is obviously related to the Iron Throne.

The legend is true. The Iron Throne did appear in hell!

Jian Xing saw Ye Chen surrounded by the iron hell, and was shocked. He stared at Huang Han and said, "Huang Han, you are willing to use the iron talisman!"

Desolate cold's face twitched slightly, showing a look of heartache, and said, "if you can force me to use the iron talisman, you'll die well!"

"How precious the iron talisman is and how difficult it is to refine. It was made by my ancestors who took the remaining iron elements from heaven and earth and cast it at the risk of being ironized in the place where the iron throne was once buried."

"An iron talisman is enough to kill anyone below the immeasurable strong! It's impossible for you to rob the soul crystal of heaven prison!"

With that, Huang Han glanced at Ye Chen. In his eyes, ye Chen was already a corpse.

No one can resist the breath of the Iron Throne.

Jianxing was also terrified. He just thought that ye Chen would be ironed and become an iron statue to die.

However, to their surprise, ye Chen was not ironized.

I saw that ye Chen's aura was blooming and a magnificent starry sky was unfolding in the hell world composed of steel breath.

"Hongmeng starry sky, guard!"

Ye Chen's eyes were sharp and hurried to protect himself with the Hongmeng starry sky.

He had seen the real Iron Throne before and was almost ironized, so he had experience in how to fight the Iron Throne.

The desolate iron talisman imperial edict only has a trace of the flavor of the iron throne, not the throne himself.

Therefore, when ye Chen opened the great starry sky, the evil spirit of steel was successfully defended by him.

Everything around is ironing.

But ye Chen's starry sky is bright and dreamy, without any sign of change.

"Withdraw!"

Ye Chen made a quick decision, immediately flew out of the steel hell, and continued to fly to the depths of the yellow spring deadsea. In a moment, his figure disappeared in front of desolate cold and Jianxing.

"What! The boy escaped!?"

Desolate cold was so shocked that he could hardly believe his eyes.

That iron talisman is his bottom card, enough to kill any strong man below the boundless territory.

That talisman represents the majesty of the iron throne!

But ye Chen escaped easily and was completely unaffected.

Jian Xing was also overjoyed when he saw this, thinking, "the Lord of reincarnation, really deserves his reputation! Unexpectedly, even the Iron Throne can compete!"

That iron throne is so terrible that even Yanluo Daojun, the king of hell, cannot take charge.

The desolate iron talisman imperial edict contains the majesty of the iron throne, and its lethality can be imagined, but it can't suppress Ye Chen.

In the forest, shanrou stared at the scene of steel in the distance, and her eyes were distracted.

Over the gray yellow spring and the deadsea, countless elements of steel converge, just like a steel Castle rising in the air, and the scene is extremely spectacular.

"My head hurts..."

She covered her head in pain and fell to the ground with her knees bent.

When she felt the smell of steel, her memory seemed to be torn apart, recalling what had happened.

Once, the Iron Throne slept in hell and was buried in an ancient valley.

With the sleeping of the iron throne, the valley began to iron, and the mountains, rocks, earth, water and fallen leaves became steel.

The steel death prison is a forbidden area in hell, and no one dares to step into it.

Anyone who steps in will be turned into a statue by iron!

Later, I don't know how long it took, in that steel world, life actually began to be born again, and flowers and plants were multiplying.

Shanrou remembered that she was once a flower blooming beside the Iron Throne.

Her sister Yunjin is a grass.

After the two became spiritual, they were adopted by Yan luodaojun.

That was a long time ago. Shanrou has now recovered this part of her memory. She has a severe headache and her aura begins to restless.

With the agitation of her aura, the surrounding trees and land began to clatter, shrouded in layers of hellish black gas and turned into obsidian.

Ye Chen naturally couldn't see this scene.

At this moment, ye Chen has entered the depths of the dead sea.

Feeling the strong pressure around the yellow spring deadsea, ye Chen was inexplicably shocked.

"What terrible pressure!"

"This dead sea is not my cemetery, is it?"

Ye Chen vaguely caught something. The supreme will wanted to kill him, and even wanted to dismember him into six parts.

This yellow spring deadsea seems to be the graveyard built by the supreme will for ye Chen. After killing Ye Chen in the future, he will be buried here and suppressed forever.

"Picturesque waters fall, Chi!"

Ye Chen felt the strong pressure, gave birth to a trace of instinctive palpitation, and hurriedly offered up the picture of the yellow spring.

Buzzing, buzzing!

The picture of the yellow spring emerged and changed into a set of robes embroidered with the mountains and rivers of the yellow spring, covering Ye Chen.

Ye Chen's pressure was immediately greatly reduced.

It seems that his calculation is correct. In the dead sea of the yellow spring, the yellow spring map can indeed play an effect and reduce his pressure.

With the help of the yellow spring diagram, ye Chen's mind was completely calm, and he flew away like a wind and lightning along ye luo'er's breath. His figure swept over the sea, causing layers of huge waves.