Chapter 3347

"Damn it!"

In the distance, over Tiandao palace, Xuanyuan moxie saw that the great emperor of mourning Zen was blocked, and immediately bit his teeth. He was dragged by Mo Xueming, but he couldn't get away.

He really wanted to get out and chase Ye Chen, but every move involved life and death. If anyone could advance and retreat freely, he could kill the other party's life. How could he come and go if he wanted?

"Emperor Yiwen, don't you say you want to deal with Mo Xueming? Why don't you do it! "

Xuanyuan Mo Xie attacked several moves, but they could not get away from it. At the moment, he drank fiercely and looked at Yiwen emperor on one side.

At this time, the great emperor Yiwen stood on the back of the red blood thunder crow with a trace of confusion and shock.

When Mo Xueming came, the towering power of Shura was just about to crush everything. He was deeply shocked. He only felt that he was too small in front of Mo Xueming and could hardly win.

This is no longer his time.

But he has promised to kill Mo Xueming even if he kills his life.

This time, Xuanyuan ink evil hit the head, Yiwen emperor suddenly awakened.

"Well, the way of a sage is to do it knowing that it is impossible to do it."

Emperor Yiwen's eyes suddenly became fierce and resolute, and there was no trace of blankness.

He wields the moving imperial pen, in the void, the iron painting silver hook, outlines a "Saint" character.

All of a sudden, the majestic spirit of saints came out of his body layer by layer. When the brush was dancing, it was like an electric stroke and stabbed at Mo Xueming.

Chuckle!

Mo Xueming's face changed slightly. He only felt the wind breaking behind him. He quickly blocked the sword.

"Emperor Yiwen, you are not my enemy. Go back quickly. I won't hurt your life."

Mo Xueming's eyes are cold, staring at the great emperor Yiwen.

He was a master in the later period of the holy ancestral realm, and Emperor Yiwen was just a layer of heaven in the holy ancestral realm. He was not his opponent at all. However, he did not want to be distracted when he tried to deal with Xuanyuan moxie.

"Evil and evil, even if Ben Sheng dies today, he will not allow you to be reckless!"

"Empress Fu Zhao, imperial edict!"

The emperor Yiwen gave a violent drink, and he was actually offering a direct sacrifice to the empress Fu Zhao. A trace of purple fatalism suddenly exploded on him, and the whole blue sky imperial pen was full of dazzling brilliance, and the breath soared.

"What! It's actually the Queen's Fu Zhao

Mo Xueming's eyes widened. He only knew that emperor Yiwen was the helper of Tiandao palace, but he didn't find out that he had the imperial edict of the empress.

It is impossible for Sirius to tell him such important information.

Hiss!

With a stroke of his pen, Emperor Yiwen's writing style is mixed with the torrent of fate. It's really suffocating.

Mo Xueming took a deep breath. He didn't dare to be careless. He separated out a flying sword and quickly resisted it.

With the help of emperor Yiwen, the pressure of Xuanyuan's Mo Xie was greatly reduced, and the sound of "whoosh" rose to the sky and flew straight to Ye Chen.

"Ye Chen, go

Mo Xueming roared and tried to stop Xuanyuan Mo Xie, but he couldn't help it when Yiwen was in the way.

Xuanyuan ink evil completely get rid of entanglement, as fast as electricity, instantly came to the sky above Ye Chen's head.

Buzz!

Circles of stars are shining around Xuanyuan moxie. The sky and the earth are full of starlight. The sky of nine days, countless stars of the universe, and the weather of yuanmagnetic aurora are rolling.

Powerful, invincible, and majestic, rolling down from the sky.

Ye Chen's eyes shrunk, and he felt that his Qi was stagnant and suffocating, and he could hardly breathe.

Facing Xuanyuan Mo Xie's real body, he only felt that he was a mole ant!

The gap is too big.

"Zi Ning, let's go!"

Critical moment, ye Chen a wave, a strong sweep out, zining and Tianji Taoist, are far away.

"Hehe, do you want to go? Die to me

Xuanyuan ink evil cold smile, a roll of the palm, want to catch the Taoist Tianji back.

"Xuan Yuan Mo Xie, your enemy is me!"

"Master, borrow my strength!"

"Red dust God pulse, open!"

Ye Chen continued to drink violently and soared up. The golden light bloomed in his palm, forming a gold wall of Geng, which was in front of Xuanyuan moxie.

"Boy, today against Xuanyuan Mo evil, once life and death, you must not die."

In the samsara cemetery, Su Ruoxi's voice is gentle and gentle, and then transfers her strength, without reservation, to Ye Chen's body.

"Hehe, boy, we old bones are still waiting for you to rescue. Promise me that we must live. Canglang glazed lamp, sacrifice to me

Taigu danzun chuckled, but he was quite open-minded. He poured all his strength into Ye Chen.

At the same time, with a wave of his hand, in the direction of the remote boundary City, in the warehouse of the Qing family, the Canglang glass lamp flew out of the sky, instantly tearing up the void, and reaching the sky above the heavenly way palace, he was directly sacrificed, and burst out a bright blue divine light, all falling on Ye Chen.After all this, the shadow of Taigu danzun quickly faded away and finally completely disappeared.

Su Ruoxi, no exception, dissipated completely, leaving only an ancient box.

"Lady, wait for me!"

The ancient Hanlin, who was granted the title of the devil, saw that Su Ruoxi had dissipated, and made a sad and resolute voice. He also burned all his energy and went with Su Ruoxi.

He had suffered heavy damage and stayed in the shajian. After many days of recuperation, he had recovered part of his strength. However, at this moment, he had no reservation. All his strength burned and he followed Su Ruoxi away.

Their agreement is to live together! Die together!

Together in the samsara cemetery! And die out together!

Even if they are just a god!

Click!

Click!

Click!

Ye Chen, with the help of the three masters, and the sacrificial energy of Canglang glass cup, his muscles and bones were broken, and his breath was climbing, which broke out an incomparable power.

This is the ultimate strength of Ye Chen!

Although not belong to Ye Chen! Although extremely short!

It's enough to fight right now!

"Eh..."

Xuanyuan moxie was slightly surprised. He felt that in an instant, ye Chen had completed his transformation and became extremely powerful. He was afraid that all the experts in the early days of the holy ancestral realm would be killed by him.

"Masters, I will not let you down!"

Ye Chen's eyes are sharp, the red dust divine pulse opens to the extreme, the layer upon layer of Geng gold glory, dazzling.

Bang!

Xuanyuan ink evil of the towering blow, hard bang in the Geng gold iron wall.

Whoa!

The iron wall was broken and turned into a streamer.

"Puff!"

Ye Chen looks up to the sky and spouts blood. He only feels that the shock force is huge and he is directly injured.

"This is the power of Xuanyuan ink evil?"

Ye Chen is completely stunned. The red dust God pulse, which is known as the strongest defense force, integrates all the breath of ancient Hanlin, Su Ruoxi and Taigu danzun, and even the sacrificial breath of Canglang glazed ware. He thought that he could easily block the attack of Xuanyuan Mo evil.

But unexpectedly, Xuanyuan ink evil attack came, the defense iron wall of the red dust God pulse was suddenly broken, and he also suffered internal injury.

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