Ye Chen got the Immortal Pond, and his thoughts moved slightly, and he was refined immediately. A stream of water vapor surrounded him, and he seemed to have received endless blessings. step level.

Then, Ye Chen dripped out a drop of samsara blood, mixed with the law of fantasy, and dropped it into the Immortal Pond.

"This is the moment of birth!"

"Qinglian clone, come out!"

Ye Chen chanted softly, and at the same time operated the Qinglian casting holy method, and saw a figure slowly born from the fairy pool.

That person, whose appearance is exactly the same as Ye Chen, only closed his eyes, like a puppet, without the existence of thoughts and spiritual consciousness, the blue light gushes out, and the aura floats. It is Qinglian's avatar.

"Very good, my Qinglian avatar has finally been recast."

Ye Chen was very pleasantly surprised, this immortal pool is really useful, and it can also help him cast Qinglian avatar.

This Qinglian avatar has a lot of aura, and it is estimated that it can have 70% of the power of Ye Chen's body, which is very powerful.

As a price, Ye Chen consumed a lot of samsara essence and blood, and his body was a little weak.

The aura of the Immortal Pond was quickly dimmed, and the energy was greatly consumed.

Such heaven and earth artifacts can recover automatically after the energy aura is consumed, but it takes time.

Now Ye Chen has consumed the energy of the Immortal Pond, if he wants to recover, he will probably have to wait for a while.

But Ye Chen is already very satisfied with being able to recast Qinglian's avatar, and he has more means to use in future battles.

Gathering his mind, Ye Chen put away the Qinglian avatar and quietly rushed to the dark altar next to the tribe.

At this time in the sky, the star of the night is still shining, surrounded by the darkness of the extreme night, the people of the dark soul clan can't see anything, and their senses have become extremely dull.

However, when Ye Chen rushed to the dark altar, he still saw strong soul clans guarding them closely.

Those strong soul clansmen also had extremely keen minds, knowing that Ye Chen might want to take advantage of the darkness to fish in troubled waters, so they prepared defenses in advance.

At the same time, a few strong soul clansmen had already walked up to the punishment post on the altar, holding their knives on the victim's neck. As long as there was any change, they would immediately raise their knives and kill the victim. No future troubles.

Ye Chen's heart tightened suddenly, and the real body of Emperor Xuanchen was also tied to a punishment post by iron chains. If there was a slight discrepancy, he would be killed.

With Ye Chen's current strength, it is not difficult to crush and kill the strong soul clan present, but he is afraid that he will startle the snake and implicate Emperor Xuanchen.

"Throne of Thorns, surrounded by thorns, go!"

Ye Chen calmed down, and quietly mobilized the power of the Throne of Thorns. The thorns stretched out from Ye Chen's feet like poisonous snakes, and gradually approached the many powerful soul clans in front of him.

Under the cover of the star of the night, those strong souls did not notice the changes around them.

"kill!"

Ye Chen's gaze was sharp suddenly, and with a clenched palm, thorns exploded instantly, wrapping around the bodies of many strong soul clansmen, and then tightened at the same time, like a boa constrictor strangling its prey.

"Ahhh!"

A series of shrill and tragic cries sounded in the dark night, and all the strong soul clans on the altar were all strangled to death by the thorns at the same time.

Ye Chen sweated secretly, killing everyone at the same time, this is a very high test for his supernatural power control, fortunately he did it.

However, just when Ye Chen wanted to save the real body of Emperor Xuanchen, the huge changes here also alarmed Mo Luoxing, the leader of the tribe.

"Boy, I found you!"

Taking advantage of the killing wave just now, Mo Luoxing immediately locked Ye Chen's breath in the darkness.

He was extremely furious, and he had already felt Ye Chen's intention, which was to save the real body of Emperor Xuanchen.

"You boy, you are so brave, you dare to act wildly in my territory!"

Mo Luoxing's body came violently, punched in the air, and blasted towards Ye Chen fiercely.

This punch was actually filled with violent fluctuations of monster energy.

The fluctuating monster energy made Ye Chen feel a little familiar.

It is very similar to Xuan Yao's evil spirit!

"What's going on, Xuan Yao's breath?"

Ye Chen was taken aback, unable to understand the joints behind his back.

Mo Luoxing's shocking demonic punch has already killed him.

Ye Chen had just strangled many soul clan powerhouses, and his aura hadn't eased yet. Facing Mo Luoxing's punch, he immediately fell into danger.

"Tomb owner, use my strength!"

In the cemetery of reincarnation, Emperor Xuanchen saw that the situation was not good, let out a loud shout, and immediately poured the energy of his own soul into Ye Chen's body frantically.

boom!

In an instant, Ye Chen's aura soared, even facing Mo Luoxing, who was in the ninth heaven of the Divine Dao Realm, he still had the power to fight.

"Heavenly Martyr Fist!"

In a crisis, Ye Chen's reaction was also extremely fast, and when he came back to his senses, he also punched out with one punch, as if destroying the world, with extraordinary domineering aura.

boom!

When the fists collided, Ye Chen's body remained motionless, while Mo Luoxing's body was shaken back more than ten steps, looking very embarrassed.

"Huh, is it the breath of Emperor Xuanchen?"

"You boy, so you are the descendant of Emperor Xuanchen?"

Mo Luoxing's face sank, and from Ye Chen's punch, he felt the powerful aura of Emperor Xuanchen in the past, and he was extremely afraid.

"You want to save the real body of Emperor Xuanchen? Hehe, I'm afraid you won't be able to do what you want."

Mo Luoxing smiled sinisterly again, and suddenly sacrificed a bone vessel with intertwined runes and gushing monster aura. It also had an aura similar to that of a mysterious monster, and it was struck away from the air.

The bone vessel was shaped like a bowl, but instead of hitting Ye Chen, it directly attacked the real body of Emperor Xuanchen.

Knowing Ye Chen's strength, Mo Luoxing wanted to kill the real body of Emperor Xuanchen first, destroying Ye Chen's Taoist heart, and then counterattack.

"not good!"

Ye Chen's face darkened, and in the midst of a crisis, he didn't have time to think about it, so he stepped forward and used his body to resist the bone tools of Moluoxing.

boom!

The bone tool hit Ye Chen hard, but to Ye Chen's surprise, he didn't feel much pain. The blood of the mysterious demon in his body helped him absorb most of the impact.

"Hey! You have the aura of a mysterious monster on your body!"

When Mo Luoxing saw this scene, he was shocked and looked at Ye Chen in disbelief.

"The dusk of the gods, wiped out by me!"

Ye Chen took advantage of Mo Luoxing's loss of consciousness, and immediately cast the twilight of the gods, a twilight glow, under the cover of the night star, silently enveloped Mo Luoxing's body.

At this time, Ye Chen had the help of Emperor Xuanchen, and his aura was very deep. The twilight of the gods displayed by Ye Chen was terrifying in power, enough to easily wipe out the existence of the divine way.

Even if Mo Luoxing is a strong player in the late stage of the Divine Dao Realm, it is difficult to fight against.

"ah!"

The twilight breath eroded, and Mo Luoxing screamed suddenly, his body was rapidly aging and decaying, his face was wrinkled, his teeth fell out, his appearance was haggard, and he was about to perish and die on the spot.

(end of this chapter)