"Childe..."

Hearing a whine from inside, ye Chen then said, "I'll break the bronze coffin and save you!"

Ye Chen shook his five fingers and slapped on the coffin cover.

"Bang!"

There was a dull noise and the grain silk did not move.

Although Ye Chen did not use extremely strong martial arts, the power of this palm may be severely damaged in the middle and later stages of Baijia territory.

Three palms in succession, but it's a pity that ye Chen's power can't shake half of it.

Weird.

"Childe?" the voice of Zhu Yuan came from the coffin.

Ye Chen's eyes are slightly narrowed. Can the will of heaven and earth here weaken his power?

"Wait a minute, I'll find a helper!"

Ye Chen remembered that there was a supreme elder of Shenwu temple outside. Although his strength is greatly reduced, his realm is far above himself. His presence will certainly help Zhu Yuan out of trouble.

"Childe, wait a minute, I seem to have found a way!" the urgent voice in the coffin came and hurriedly called Ye Chen.

"What way?" subconsciously, ye Chen looked back and saw that the old guy of Shenwu hall turned his back to him on the bluestone steps outside the hall without saying a word.

"Old guy?" Ye Chen shouted. The figure not far away turned a deaf ear and didn't even turn around.

Ye Chen realized something and immediately turned to walk outside the hall.

"Childe! Don't go!"

Zhu Yuan's voice came, but it was covered by some force. Ye Chen looked back at the bronze coffin again and continued to walk towards the old guy of Shenwu hall.

"What the hell are you doing!"

He clapped his hand on the shoulder of the old guy in the Shenwu hall. Ye Chen also caught a glimpse of this scene. It was too late to dodge. He was also firmly locked by the outstretched arm of the Buddha Demon Stone Statue in an instant.

Ye Chen snorted coldly. The next second, the golden armor covered the whole body, the power of the virtual spirit pulse and the virtual monument surged, and the surrounding space was cracked.

The power of space suddenly filled Ye Chen's body. The power of storm and turbulence cut off the arms of the Buddha magic stone statue. Ye Chen pulled the old guy away.

Just then, the sudden change protruded!

"Creak!"

With a dull noise, the huge door opened slowly.

Inside, a famous monk ran out and stood on both sides of Ye Chen and others.

"I thought this game of chess would be very boring, but it led to the Lord of reincarnation, the Lord of reincarnation. I admit that you are very strong, but it's a pity that you have entered the array!"

Dressed in cassock and dotted with cinnabar between eyebrows, a young monk stepped out.

Ye Chen was stunned when she saw this man!

Is the monk Zhu Yuan who shaved his hair?

Almost as like as two peas!

"Zhu Yuan?" Ye Chen frowned. What is the situation.

Even the old guy in the Shenwu Temple stared wide and looked incredible: "what? The man we're looking for is this monk?"

"What are you looking for?" Zhu Yuan was puzzled and looked at the old guy in the Shenwu hall. The guy in front was about to speak, but he was stopped by Ye Chen.

"Nothing. At that time, I thought you were suppressed here. Now I have made great progress in cultivation and can't wait to find you!"

Ye Chen smiled and explained.

He didn't explain his intention, but ye Chen's words were also true. The old man saw it. Although he didn't know what medicine Ye Chen sold in the gourd, he also nodded.

"I see. We misunderstood!"

"Childe, I once wanted to pursue the end of martial arts, but I was trapped by the ten robbery God demon tower. I have been practicing here for a long time, and I can be regarded as a complete repair!"

Zhu Yuan began to explain. He didn't forget to close his palms and smiled.

Seeing this, the old guy in Shenwu hall flashed a trace of doubt in his eyes, but he immediately returned to normal. Zhu Yuan asked, "is this your friend?"

Ye Chen nodded softly without saying much.

"Zhu Yuan, I came here for nothing else, just to take you away!" Ye Chen smiled and looked at Zhu Yuan and said.

Zhu Yuan smiled strangely in front of him: "childe, I'm not going to leave."

"Are you sure you won't leave with me?"

Ye Chen asked.

"If a monk doesn't lie, he can't!"

Zhu Yuan flatly refused.

"Well, I came here, but I'm worried. Since I met, I have no regrets. I'll say goodbye, Zhu Yuan!"

Ye Chen nods his head, steps back slowly, and makes a gesture to leave.

Zhu Yuan in front of him smiled and waited until ye Chen's body went away. He turned around and didn't peep at his face.

"Yi!"

The moment Zhu Yuan turned around, a dry palm ran through his chest, and the young monk's expression stiffened.

The palm that ran through the chest of "Zhu Yuan" was the old guy of Shenwu hall. Under the guidance of Ye Chen, he deliberately asked him to put down his guard and give a tentative blow.

Sure enough, there was no bright red in front of Zhu Yuan, and even the palm was split in the air.

"You test me?"

Zhu Yuan turned back slowly. The warmth in his eyebrows had long disappeared and was replaced by endless anger.

"Sure enough, all this is illusory, even in front of you!"

Ye Chen, who had left slowly before, did not know when he had stood side by side with the old guy in the Shenwu hall not far from Zhu Yuan.

"Although I don't know who you are, it's definitely not Zhu Yuan!"

"Your feeling of speaking is completely different from Zhu Yuan."

Ye Chen stared at the figure in front of him and said slowly, "I wondered why Zhu Yuan was locked in a bronze coffin when he was above the hall!"

"But you managed to deceive me. I was not sure that the man in the coffin was not the real Zhu Yuan until you stopped me from saving the old man!"

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