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At the same time, ye Chen's whole body has been bathed in the endless source of destruction, which can give birth to the destructive power of the earth's heart to destroy the Pearl. It is really pure and incomparable, which is hundreds of times stronger than the feeling of practicing on the surface of the Confucian God Valley before.

Xuanjiyue looks at Zhixuan and others drilling into the crack, and a strange and fierce color appears on her face. If Zhixuan fails, she doesn't mind cleaning up the door for the Confucian.

If there is a wisp of breath, it is slowly lingering towards Ye Chen.

Although this strength is a bit overbearing, it doesn't seem to be malicious. The same clan and the same source of destruction made Ye Chen determine the source of this breath almost in an instant.

This breath seems to be calling me?

Ye Chen feels the kindness contained in this breath. Is it the power of the earth's heart to destroy the Pearl?

Moreover, the earth's core miezhu was born ahead of time. Maybe it was it that helped me!

The leaf Chen heart reads a move, toward that wisp of breath of direction sweep.

Buzz, buzz!

A road destroys a road source, seem to have no what restraint to be the same, explode to split in the leaf Chen side, split to chop to chop in the past toward the void.

Every breath is sharp and boundless, with supreme authority, in which the source of the destruction of the tyrant is pounding in the cracks of the ground.

The crevice, which originally contained only one person, has now become a huge entrance to the cave.

Among them, Bai Sensen gushed out the source of destruction, emitting endless killing gas.

After Zhixuan and his party entered, they were wrapped up in the destruction of Daoyuan by the Confucianists. Like a cocoon, they moved forward slowly under the destruction of Daoyuan.

Ye Chen looked at the rear from a distance. The endless white law of destruction made him unable to see the position of the bloodthirsty strong man. But in the place of the origin of destruction, this was his main battlefield. Even if he faced the bloodthirsty strong man, he was more sure than on the ground.

What's that?

A very magnificent copper gate, impressively appeared in front of Ye Chen.

The copper gate is very thick, and the patterns of the two rings on it exude the flavor of ancient simplicity. Ye Chen feels familiar with such ancient patterns, and seems to have seen them anywhere.

Ye Chen put his palms on the copper door and tried to open the closed door.

No response?

Ye Chen's strong strength, before the copper door, did not cause any change. It was like a drop of water sliding into the pool. The power in his palms dispersed and turned into filaments at the moment of touching the copper door.

"Do you need the power of destruction?" Ye Chen murmurs a way.

On the palms of the hands, the blessing of the sixth heaven destruction seal is like a gray glove, attached to this power, pushing against the gate.

Click!

A very clear sound, the level is slowly twisting, a wisp of dust full of earth, from the moment the door opened, out.

Ye Chen slightly sideways and dodges all the local air.

Just at the moment when the door opened, ye Chen felt that the silk attracted his breath and became more intense.

Is it in this hall that the earth's heart is destroyed?

Now that he has come to this place, no matter what problems exist in this hall, he will not give up easily, nor will he have any fear.

Ye Chengan simply crisp into the hall, along the way slowly into the atmosphere.

I didn't expect that there was such a vast hall under the Confucian God valley.

There are countless traces of spider silk entangled in the hall, which has obviously been abandoned for thousands of years. However, the objects on display are of excellent quality and have not turned into vermicelli powder at all.

Ye Chen walked slowly between the spider silk, stepping on the ground, leaving a series of very obvious footprints.

In the whole hall, there was no breath of life, but a very vague sense of boundlessness.

I don't know what this palace was for ten thousand years ago.

Ye Chen sighed, turned his head and looked at a huge stone wall, but the scene in front of him completely shocked him.

Behind the stone wall, the towering stone pillars are standing in front of Ye Chen's eyes, densely arranged in the depth of the whole underground palace, with hundreds of them. What really touches Ye Chen is that each stone pillar is bound with a human corpse.

The corpse is wrapped with a very thick chain, which runs across the lute bone of each corpse, nailing them like livestock on the stone pillar.

Such a cruel means!

Ye Chen's heart slightly touched, don't know what happened ten thousand years ago, let these people unexpectedly suffer this great disaster.

Ye Chen's toes gently raised, the whole person has been standing on the stone wall, the chains are entrenched in the void of the hall, showing a ferocious face.

This is a great array!

even this method is different from other formations. His eyes are not in the stone pillar, but through the chains to gather the essence of these strong men, and all of them are implanted into the stone wall at the foot of Ye Chen.Ye Chen is stepping on the foot of stone wall, at this time all some stand unsteady.

so many of the essence of Wu Xiu, finally condensed, but such a side stone wall? Utterly devoid of conscience, tragic beyond compare in this human world,

is the one that sticks to the chains of these warriors and sucks the essence of their bodies, which is a ghastly white bone, and even has no chance of reincarnation.

Ye Chen looked at their ferocious look, abnormal pain of death, heart a shock sorrow.

Who are these martial arts practitioners and why are they gathered here?

The leaf Chen foot revolves, direct toward a nearest stone pillar but go.

Then it seems that there is a common characteristic in Wu Xiu.

Ye Chen looked at their empty heart, a square trace on the trunk bone.

"That's it!" Ye Chen's eyes were startled. "Are these practitioners who destroyed Dao Yin before their lives?"

These square marks are exactly the marks left by the cultivation of the Daoyin. A stone pillar around

, those who were sucked up and died on the top, were obviously trained to destroy road seals.

"Who brought hundreds of warriors who have practiced destroying Daoyin?"

Ye Chen's brow is tight wrinkly, faintly a little uneasy.

these warriors are so miserable that they are all squeezed clean with flesh and blood and spirits.

The means of those behind the scenes are extremely cruel.

Ye Chen has already been able to imagine, at the beginning of these martial arts, when suffering from the tragic picture.

He was also cultivating the seal of destruction, and he felt a sense of sadness and joy, and his whole body was creepy.

Click.

At this time, ye Chen suddenly felt that he had stepped on something.

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