"Who dares to step into the temple of eastern Xinjiang?"

The young man shook the branch in his hand. It seemed that he was careless. He didn't pay attention to Ye Chen. His eyes were cold.

Boom!

The void trembles, and ye Chen's whole body exudes the supreme destructive spirit. The surging destructive power, like thunder beams, condenses from the void to form a space for seclusion, and grasps the black robed youth.

The young man in black robe didn't expect that ye Chen started directly. He hummed coldly, and his eyes burst out with fierce light.

Then he stepped out, and his sword Qi was surging, forming a lightsaber of tens of feet, which was fighting against the thunder in the sky!

The huge spirit power lightsaber, easily tearing a gap in the void, with a sharp sword and dripping killing intention, cuts towards the thunder!

Boom!

Countless dust fragments, and this huge energy afterwave turns into countless powders, cutting the whole temple floor into countless pieces.

At this time, the buildings of the eastern Xinjiang temple were as solid as the basalt. It seemed that ye Chen saw the array layer by layer, and was guarding the array.

Ye Chen's eyes narrowed slightly. He couldn't let the black robe delay him for too long. He stared at the figure of the young man, and his eyes showed a terrible light.

"Source symbols converge, sword means arrow, run through for me!"

Ye Chen's eyes were sharp, and he sacrificed the evil sword, which was wrapped with the power of the six source runes. The power of destruction was vertical and horizontal, and the endless sword idea turned into a dark arrow, which burst out.

Whoa!

The speed of the arrow of destruction is as fast as a meteor. It instantly breaks through the void and encircles the black robe like a spirit.

The shajian, which is as fast as light shuttle, carries endless killing intention to the youth in black robe.

The young man in black robe was full of powerful sword, but he was just faced with Ye Chen's unparalleled power of evil sword, and the blessing of the sixth heaven of the seal of destruction. The powerful force of the sword had already taken the young man's body and flew away.

Bang!

It was the sound of the body hitting the ground hard. The young man's eyes were angry and his face was not willing, but his breath was gone.

Ye Chen mouth reveals a sneer, want to block his Ye Chen's road, not qualified!

"How dare you hurt my younger martial brother?"

At this moment, a man in a neat yellow shirt looked ten years younger than the young man just now. He was in his early twenties, but he called the black robe his younger martial brother. Obviously, his strength and accomplishments far exceeded those of the other party.

"Shifu asked us to stay in the temple. Unexpectedly, some people who were not afraid of death came to bury their bones."

He walked slowly from the dark corner of the temple.

Ye Chen instinctively feels that this yellow shirt man is a dangerous person. His eyes shrink and aim at him.

The yellow shirt man showed his slender and white palm, and pressed his palm on the black robed man's chest with a very elegant movement.

In the heart of his palm, a pale yellow air came out.

Pale yellow air, like leaves, flew into the body of the man in black robe. The wound that was pierced by Ye Chensha's sword healed at the speed visible to the naked eye.

The black robe, which was almost dead, had the vital power in its body as if it had been reborn. It gathered together again and sent out a very strong air of life.

Ye Chen's eyes changed fiercely. This yellow shirt man has such a magic power to bring the dying back to life!

Outside the temple, Tao Wujiang looked at the yellow light that spilled from the temple, and a cruel smile came up at the corner of his mouth: "even if you let him in! Kurong Gemini is here, and he's just going to die! "

Nine epilepsy heard the four words "withered glory Gemini" and looked at the temple. At this time, there was some tension in his eyes. Withered glory was combined and kept on growing. His battle with Tao Wujiang was defeated many times because of the withered glory Gemini.

Can ye Chen come out alive?

In a flash, the man in yellow shirt took the lead, and the light of yellow flowed out continuously. The whole temple of eastern Xinjiang is shrouded in the Yellow vitality.

But behind the vitality, there is a sense of killing. Snake like vines, twisted trees, thorn cages and tender grass like blade traps burst out.

The whole temple of Dongjiang became a yellow world in an instant.

Hiss, hiss!

It's like a Python's vine, which encircles Ye Chen.

In Ye Chen's eyes, the martial spirit of Lingxiao erupts, and shoots a cold light!

Boom!

The evil spirit sword is full of the ancient spirit of killing and cutting. It turns into a huge magic sword.

The sword is full of vitality, which evolves into the atmosphere of God destroying the sky, stars falling, universe collapsing, rising and rising, purple lightning and frost clearing, fairy court and magic prison, imperial court and rivers and lakes, etc. countless pictures are floating around the sword.

After incarnation, the evil spirit sword seems to contain all the things in the world, including all the roads of heaven. People can feel the endless and brutal evil spirit at a glance.Huge sword waving, countless vines were cut down, revealing the green, milky juice.

Yellow shirt man's eyes slightly a solidification, lightning like hands: "Rongsheng origin!"

The countless vines that were chopped down, under the strong breath of the yellow man, sprouted again at the speed of light, and grew the same vines as just now.

"I don't like killing people!"

Looking at Ye Chen, the man in yellow shirt said, "I have been cultivating life all my life. It's from Rongyuan. It's from surong all the time."

"It's a pity that you live in the East Territory, where there is no blood and killing all the time." But ye Chen said.

"You don't understand the charm here!"

The yellow shirt man showed a kind of endless smile and turned to look at the black robed man. I don't know when the black robed man has opened his eyes. At this time, he is looking at the yellow shirt man with some fear.

Huang shirt as like as two peas, he woke up with a black robe man, and handed him the branch he had initially taken. The empty branch he had picked up before was restarted with a green leaf, and the shape was exactly the same as it was.

"Take it, don't lose it again!"

The black robed man quickly took the branch from the yellow shirt man's hand and held it carefully, for fear that the branch would suddenly disappear.

The person who has already died once, looking at Ye Chen, also leaves indignation only.

"Withered and prosperous flow, money is empty, cut off the source, only left its shape!"

The yellow shirt man made a double hands movement towards the black robed man. They were very skillful when they were walking in the clouds and flowing water. They put their hands together at the same time, and they swore frequently.

The boundless source of exhaustion on the man in black, and the vast source of vitality on the man in yellow.

The combination of the two sources of power forms silver roots, which are like walking silver dragons, wrapping the whole eastern Xinjiang temple.

Among them is sending out the incomparably heavy power of swallowing, let Ye Chen avoid to have no way to avoid to swim in this temple.

The silver roots, endless, endless, ye Chen dodge space has become smaller and smaller.

Life and death only in a thought!

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