Chapter 8321

Situ Chen's sword blade cut Ye Chen straight. Under the blessing of the frosty leaves, his sword was as cold as winter frost, cold to the extreme.

Under the pressure of a hundred times of gravity, ye Chen was unable to move or dodge.

"Steel city, block it!"

In the crisis, ye Chen roared, urging the power of the iron throne to build a steel city directly between breathing and firmly protect his body.

Zheng!

Situ Chen's sword gas hit, and the cold winter sword gas cut above the steel city, making a clanging sound.

Frost flowers appeared on the dark and cold iron city.

Ye Chen was not injured under the protection of the steel city.

"Damn boy, there are many magic weapons. I want to see how long you can last!"

"A thousand times the gravity, blow it up!"

Situ Chen's eyes were completely split, directly raising the gravity of the earth to a thousand times.

Boom!

Under the pressure of great gravity, the city of steel summoned by Ye Chen was forcibly crushed.

However, ye Chen's reincarnation blood is burning, constantly urging the iron throne to rebuild and repair the collapsed steel city, firmly protecting himself.

Situ Chen was furious, and a sword cut out wildly. The blade of the sword cut on the cold iron city, sending out a series of collisions, and sparks splashed everywhere.

The fierce fighting here, the breath of reincarnation, earth shaking, tore up the silence of the night, and the weather spread far away.

All contestants in the whole competition area can feel the terrible fluctuations here.

"It's Ye Chen!"

In the corner of a dark bush, a woman with flaming eyes felt the fierce weather in the distance, and suddenly showed a surprised look.

She is jisiqing.

Catching Ye Chen's breath, Ji Siqing immediately flew to the place of battle.

Xia Ruoxue, Wei Ying, fan Xingyan, Xia Yu and others scattered all over the battlefield felt such violent metempsychosis and fighting fluctuations. They were shocked and rushed away.

This side of wanxu temple.

After a day of searching, the feather emperor Aoxue has successfully merged with several strong people in the temple of ten thousand ruins.

"Miss, it's the breath of the Lord of reincarnation."

A strong man in wanxu, looking at the distant reincarnation light from the horizon, and the cold breath of the iron throne, couldn't help but make a dignified voice.

Judging from this weather, the Lord of reincarnation today is afraid to be difficult to deal with.

"It's a little interesting."

"A seven layer sky in the hundred flail territory can actually erupt such a violent weather, which is worthy of being the legendary Lord of reincarnation."

"In an era even older than ancient times, the nine gods competed for reincarnation orthodoxy. Unfortunately, they all failed and died."

"I want to see how powerful the people who can inherit the samsara orthodoxy today are."

The feather emperor Aoxue looked at the metempsychosis in the distance, and a smile appeared on his cold face. At this moment, his eyes turned into the color of ice and snow, as majestic as God, surrounded by the smell of ice and snow, and his body flew towards the battle place like the wind and snow.

The strong men of the ten thousand ruins also hurriedly followed.

On the other side.

In a forest surrounded by black gas.

GUI Chen sat cross legged, with purplish red flames floating in front of him.

It was a purple fire, with a strong aura.

GUI Chen tried to refine the purple flame, but found that there were special marks on the flames one by one, and he couldn't untie them.

"It seems that if you want to refine the energy in the purple flame, you must be baptized by the purple fairy palace."

GUI Chen muttered to himself, then put away the purple fire and looked at the distant horizon.

"Brother ye, is your breath so refined..."

GUI Chen felt the metempsychosis and sighed faintly. A trace of innocence like innocence passed in the eyes of the demon ancestor.

But this innocence and ignorance soon disappeared.

His eyes became cold and dignified again.

"It's time to end everything, Lord of reincarnation."

"As long as I kill you, I can break through the shackles of my heart."

"My grandfather and I can also integrate perfectly..."

GUI Chen said softly, got up slowly, and walked step by step in the direction of Ye Chen's breath.

With each step of his fall, a white bone lotus bloomed on the ground. The vast and strong smell of the devil's way made the monsters in the surrounding forest tremble and fear, crawling and afraid to offend.

……

At this moment, ye Chen is confronting situ Chen.

Ye Chen has many magic weapons. Under the protection of the iron throne, the holy cup of human slaughter, the reincarnation map of martial arts, the soul devouring bead, the reincarnation holy soul heaven, and so on, he is safe even if he is attacked repeatedly by situ Chen.

"Damn, this boy is really hard to deal with!"

Situ Chen cursed in his heart and gnashed his teeth.

Ye Chen's tenacity is beyond his imagination.

I thought I could make a quick decision, but I didn't expect to drag it to this point.

Hiss hiss——

A divine light came flying from all directions.

Many contestants came here.

Far away, ye Chen saw the figures of Ji Siqing, Xia Ruoxue, Wei Ying, fan Xingyan and others, and couldn't help but feel happy in her heart.

Ji Siqing saw Ye Chen was in danger. His beautiful eyes were cold, and his delicate body flew over. The breath of sky fire exploded in his hand, turning into a huge rosefinch.

"The flaming rosefinch said, break it for me!"

Ji Siqing gave a soft drink, and the rosefinch spread its wings and flew out with boiling flames, instantly dispelling all the winter frost in the field.

Situ Chen's cold winter frost leaves were just restrained by Ji Siqing's magic power.

"Is this... The breath of the God of fire?"

Situ Chen stared at Ji Siqing, only feeling incredible.

Ji Siqing's Taoist method is one of the thirty-six ways of the supreme being. The fiery rosefinch way is not so strong, and it can't be compared with the Immortal Emperor's method.

But at this moment, the flaming breath of rosefinch burst out by Ji Siqing, which went beyond the scope of ordinary Taoism, but with an ancient god's majesty.

That is the age of nine gods, the breath of the God of fire!

Situ Chen never thought that Ji Siqing had inherited the Taoist tradition of the God of fire.

Under the sweeping of the fiery rosefinch, all the frost and ice in the air melted away.

Ye Chen's pressure was greatly reduced and he walked out of the city of steel.

Ji Siqing flew over, hugged Ye Chen tightly, and said softly, "are you okay?"

At this time, Xia Ruoxue, Wei Ying, fan Xingyan and others also quickly flew over and surrounded Ye Chen, guarding him.

"I'm fine."

Ye Chen breathed a sigh of relief.

However, he didn't relax for long, and there were two powerful smells approaching.

On his left hand side, a woman in white, flying like wind and snow, was the feather emperor Aoxue of wanxu temple.

The feather emperor Aoxue is like the incarnation of the ice God, whose seemingly weak body is as cold as ice.