Chapter 3146

What's more, the fierce battle over there is still in full swing. If you run past and are affected by the atmosphere of battle, you don't know how to die.

Xiao Huang drooped her head and withered completely.

He wanted to see ye Chen very much, but now, obviously there is no way.

"Wumang, take him into the cave to heal."

Wei Ying orders to go down.

"Yes, Lord."

Wumang immediately dragged Xiao Huang to the cave next to him, so that he could feel at ease and recuperate.

Wei Ying, sitting on her knees outside the cave, quietly breathed.

This place is far away from the war circle. Although it has suffered a slight impact, the situation is not serious.

All she has to do is get back to her best as soon as possible.

……

"Be careful, ma'am!"

In the war circle, Gu Hanlin looked at Su Ruoxi.

"Well."

Su Ruoxi nodded gently and pulled out a long sword in her hand.

"Nine days thunder!"

The ancient Hanlin roared up to the sky, and countless thunder and lightning exploded. In his hands, he condensed into a Epee, a sword ran thunder, and mercilessly chopped at Han Changsheng.

"Flying Fairy Dance!"

Su Ruoxi drinks with a tender voice, dances his sword like a celestial being, and his posture is smart. He even faintly cuts the thunder sword of the ancient Hanlin, producing a unique resonance rhythm.

"Double swords, nine days flying fairy sword!"

At the next moment, the couple drank violently, and their swordsmanship merged together, and a wisp of ancient Hongmeng breath broke out.

"Thirty three Tianhong Mongolian law?"

"No!"

"This What's going on here? "

Ye Chen opened his eyes, only felt a wisp of Hongmeng breath, fluttering on his face.

The combined sword of guhanlin and Su Ruoxi has the flavor of Hongmeng ancient method, but it is different from the real Hongmeng ancient method.

Ye Chen's mind and spirit turn, and all kinds of natural events flash by, and suddenly see the cause and effect behind.

It turned out that Gu Hanlin and Su Ruoxi were not satisfied with the power of the thirty-three Tianhong Mongolian Dharma. They wanted to create a Hongmeng ancient Dharma.

They did not know how many years, and finally came up with a trick, and created a sword called "nine days flying immortal sword".

This sword technique is composed of "nine days thunder" and "flying immortal Jue dance". It not only has the prestige of the nine sky thunder, but also has the flying spirit of the flying immortal outside the sky. It needs both men and women to practice and combine the two swords to exert its power.

Although it is not the real ancient method of Hongmeng, the nine day flying immortal sword can arouse the breath of Hongmeng, and its lethality is not weak, which is comparable to the real ancient method.

"The combination of two swords, communication Hongmeng? You two, you two, are the greatest genius of all time! "

Looking at this sword, Han Changsheng was deeply shocked.

Ordinary people do not know how difficult it is to communicate with Hongmeng and master the power of Hongmeng.

However, Gu Hanlin and Su Ruoxi thought of a combination of two swords, which ran through the heaven and earth, and triggered a vast ancient atmosphere.

It's a nine day flying immortal sword. The strength of the sword is unimaginable.

Countless thunder lights and celestial spirits interweave and evolve into a sword pillar. It seems that it will penetrate the whole world.

Boom!

Han Changsheng's five unique disaster Qi was instantly destroyed by the crushing of the nine day flying immortal sword.

The fierce sword spirit pierced his chest and made a transparent hole.

Puff!

Han Changsheng spurts blood wildly, with some internal organs, and steps backward.

His strength, after all, has not reached the realm of the divine emperor. Even if he has integrated a breath of emperor's interpretation of heaven, even if he dominates the five Jue natural disasters, he is completely defeated by the combination of Gu Hanlin and Su Ruoxi's double swords.

"Hoo..."

Gu Hanlin and Su Ruoxi both breathed a sigh of relief and shook their bodies.

The body was a little dim.

Although they defeated Han Changsheng, their breath was also seriously depleted.

"Boy, I'll leave it to you."

Gu Hanlin looked at Ye Chen.

"Don't leave alive. You'll be torn to pieces and bruised."

Su Ruoxi gasped and went back to the samsara cemetery.

Gu Hanlin also rushed back.

They need to rest.

No more fighting.

It's their ultimate.

And Han Changsheng, has been seriously injured by two people, ye Chen can be killed at any time.

"Cough..."

Han Changsheng hissed and coughed, and his face seemed to be aged for countless years.

He had a hole in his chest and blood was flowing.

The breath of the emperor's interpretation of heaven has completely disappeared.

After using the heaven punishment five Jue array one after another, he was also attacked by the heaven.

Click.

Click.

Click.A terrible sound of breaking bones and muscles came from his body.

Don't need Ye Chen to do it. After a few incense sticks, he will burst his meridians and bleed to death.

Ye Chen said nothing and came to Han Changsheng with his sword.

"Lord of reincarnation, don't Don't kill me... "

Han Changsheng's eyes turned and made a cry.

At the moment, he completely lost all his courage and became a dying wild dog.

"Ha ha, what else do you want to say?"

Ye Chen gave a cold smile.

"Don't kill me, I I'm willing to submit to you, cough... "

As he spoke, he coughed violently and vomited blood, but his eyes were sincere.

"As long as you will let me go and cure my injury, I can submit to you."

"The great calamity is coming, your strength is too weak, and the enmity between you and emperor yuan hall is too deep."

"When the catastrophe comes, the emperor Shitian will kill you, just like squeezing an ant to death."

"You can't turn the tables unless you accept my submission. I'll ambush in the palace of emperor yuan to spy for you."

Smell speech, ye Chen immediately dignified.

He is far away from the realm of God.

It is almost impossible to ascend to the upper world and crush the palace of emperor yuan.

If you accept the cold longevity, bury a chess piece in the palace of emperor yuan, there is absolutely great benefit.

"This magic weapon should be my gift."

Han Changsheng stood up with difficulty, took out a talisman and crushed it. All of a sudden, the aura disappeared into the ground, and a terrible evil spirit spread wildly.

When the earth split, a gray cloth banner appeared from under the ground.

This cloth banner is full of endless evil spirit, endless ghost spirit and endless resentment. On the cloth banner, there is a strange skeleton, and the turbulent evil thoughts of the evil spirit are constantly emitted.

The evil spirit on the forbidden soul island that the gods and demons are afraid of comes from this banner.

"This is..."

Ye Chen looks at this cloth banner and is surprised.

Behind the endless evil spirit, he caught a trace of ancient Hongmeng breath!

"This is one of the most precious treasures of the thirty-three days. It is called Youxie slaying soul banner."

"The most precious treasure in the past thirty-three days?"

"Well."

Han Changsheng took a breath and said, "when the heaven and earth are in the first bloom, the clear air rises and the turbid air sinks."

"The rising pure Qi evolved into various heavenly martial symbols. There are 33 pieces in total, which are the legendary 33 Tianhong Mongolian Dharma."

"The sinking turbid Qi has evolved into various magic weapons, and there are also 33 pieces of them, which are called the most precious treasures of the thirty-three days."

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