Chapter 669: Terror Saint Might

This time, even Nangong Yan couldn't look at it, and she said angrily, "Ye Xuan, although the White Tiger Holy Blood is nothing to you now, but with your cultivation a few years ago, it can be regarded as a priceless treasure..."

Ye Xuan waved his hand and interrupted the woman's words again, "Why are you so angry, I'm just joking with you, I'll give you half the price, 50,000 middle-grade yuan stones per person." ”

Yunxiao Sect and the others were speechless, it turned out that this kid was playing tricks on them before, but the Yuan Stone was doubled all of a sudden, which still made them happy.

Ye Xuan wondered if he had been exposed to Bai Feng too much and had been contaminated with the attributes of the 'sword'.

The Yunxiao Sect Master delivered one million middle-grade Yuan Stones, which were sent into the formation gate by Ye Xuan.

Next, many people stepped forward to trade with Ye Xuan, and Ye Xuan didn't reduce a single yuan stone, which made everyone helpless, and this Ye Xuan was too dead to do business.

When Ye Xuan sent hundreds of martial artists into the formation gate, he didn't take the Yuan Shi of other martial artists, but said to the three girls of the Shadow Dance, "This time we enter." ”

The passage of the array gate opened again, and Ye Xuan hugged the three girls tightly and entered the array gate in a flash, and disappeared.

The poisonous snake mother-in-law had recovered a lot of injuries, and when she saw Ye Xuan enter, she couldn't help but sigh.

Knowing this, it was better to send some yuan stones at the beginning, and let this junior send them in.

In the crowd, several female cultivators of the Immortal Phoenix Palace talked in a low voice:

"Elder Qin, notify the palace master. ”

"Holy Maiden, rest assured, the palace master and the other sect's Martial Emperor powerhouses have quickly arrived. ”

"Okay! This Ye Xuan has destroyed several major sects three or four times, and this time this Ancient Cave Mansion is where he is buried!"

"Well, several major sects have already issued an order to kill this Ye Xuan, he dares to blatantly swagger everywhere, this time he will definitely die. By the way, the young master of the Mid-Domain Night Family has already entered the Ancient Cave Mansion, I don't know if he will meet this Ye Xuan?"

"Hehe, if they meet, it will be easy, with that young master's means, this Ye Xuan will die a miserable death. ”

"It's hard to say, Ye Xuan's combat power is unfathomable, he is far from being as simple as it seems, and then I am afraid that it will be a strong confrontation!"

Several female cultivators whispered, and at the same time, another martial artist came to the front of the formation gate to try to open the spatial passage.

......

Thousands of miles away, somewhere.

"Ah~!" a scream resounded through the mountains.

In a dense forest, the burly black-robed man was raging and killing.

In front of the burly black robe, the five figures were fleeing for their lives, and the one who fled at the front was the Zhenhua of the Martial Emperor Realm.

His eyes were full of panic, even though he was a cultivator of the Martial Emperor Realm, but in the face of the holy corpse behind him, Zhenhua was also terrified.

Behind Zhenhua, a woman who also had the mid-stage cultivation of the Martial Emperor Realm, cloaked in a disheveled hair and running away in tattered palace robes.

After the martial artist advanced to the Martial Emperor, different from the previous division of martial arts levels, after the Martial Emperor realm, there was no ninefold, but it became four small realms of the early stage, the middle stage, the late stage, and the Great Perfection.

The holy corpse let out a terrifying howl, and with one hand, he grabbed the figure running at the end and squeezed it fiercely.

"Let's go!" An old man in gray robe in the early stage of the Martial Emperor Realm turned out to be like a tomato, pinched to pieces by a holy corpse that was already five zhang long, and blood flowed out of his fingers.

Strong!

It's too strong!

The power of the Sage was terrifying, even though the old man in the gray robe was a hidden old monster, but he did not have the slightest power to resist in the face of the Sage, and was easily pinched to death.

The four martial artists who fled in front of them were all super strong cultivators of the Martial Emperor Realm. They also had a tacit understanding, and they even hit several attacks together and smashed on the terrifying holy corpse that was chasing behind them.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

Ice arrows, flames, thunder and lightning, all kinds of light flickered and flickered, but soon, a thick arm stretched out from the explosion and shook it violently, destroying all attacks.

The Holy Corpse is extremely fast, fierce and ghostly.

flew directly to the front of the two strong men who fell behind, and grabbed them one by one.

"Senior Sister Zhao, save me!"

"Ahh

Two screams came, but Zhenhua and the woman surnamed Zhao in front continued to run away as if they hadn't heard it, fleeing towards the distant sky.

Soon they fled and chased after each other and flew thousands of miles away, but the faces of Zhenhua and the woman surnamed Zhao became more and more ugly.

The speed of the Holy Corpse is extremely terrifying.

The two tried desperately to escape, but they couldn't leave it behind, and chased closer and closer.

"Count them, the holy corpse should devour ten Martial Emperors, hehe, devour it madly......"

Ying Zetian sat on the left shoulder of the holy corpse, with a gloomy expression, and smiled.

And not long after they flew away, in a valley.

"Ahem!" a bloodied young man crawled out of a pile of rubble, looking in the direction of the corpse with a shocked expression.

Of course he is Zhang Ruochen.

The scene of the Holy Corpse waving his hand and destroying the sky with a wave of his hand kept flashing in his mind, and Zhang Ruochen took a cool breath.

Just now, because he hid the Yuan Force and the breath of life, this holy corpse was not discovered, and he would not be stupid enough to use his perception to detect and expose himself!

But he saw that the corpse was getting stronger at a rapid pace!

More precisely, it should be extremely fast to recover strength!

"It's so rich in blood, it seems that Ying Zetian has completely turned into a blood slave. Zhang Ruochen muttered, his face even more gloomy.

In the distant sky, Zhenhua and the empress surnamed Zhao were still desperately fleeing.

At this moment, in the perception of the two of them, the holy corpse chasing behind them suddenly disappeared with a flash of golden light.

The two of them were startled, and suddenly stopped flying away, and in the next moment, in their eyes, the holy corpse appeared in front of them.

"Where else do I think you can escape?" the holy corpse sneered, it seemed to be even more popular, the tyrannical feeling before was gone, but the pressure on the two of them was even greater!

Zhenhua and the woman surnamed Zhao were staring at each other, and the empress surnamed Zhao was anxious, her sleeves were raised, and a white flying knife shot out.

The flying knife kept shaking in the void, and the spirit patterns on the surface flickered.

A dragon roar resounded through the sky!

After the flying knife white light flashed wildly, it turned into a white ice dragon, about dozens of zhang long, the crystal scales on the surface of the body refracted a dazzling white glow, the turquoise essence in the two eyes kept flowing, and the four giant claws were hook-shaped, looking extremely sharp.

"Go!"

The empress screamed, and the pilgrim corpse was a finger of the void.

After the white ice dragon hovered in the air, it spewed white flames and pounced towards the holy corpse.

And Zhenhua was also roaring, and his fists smashed out a fist shadow in the sky one after another, bombarding the holy corpse.

The Holy Corpse still didn't have the slightest intention of dodging, but just punched out with his right hand.

"Boom".

The white ice dragon let out a wail, and the scale armor on its body shattered inch by inch in the golden fist light, dissipating into nothingness.

And the fist shadow that was enough to shatter the mountains in the sky was also shattered with one punch!

The woman surnamed Zhao and Zhenhua, the two martial emperors, were desperate in their hearts for a while. But then, the two Martial Emperors reflexively fled again.

They have been able to cultivate to this level today, and their desire to survive is far beyond people's imagination.

Although it was discovered that the holy corpse was constantly recovering its holy power, which made the pressure on the two of them increase rapidly, the two of them had also lived for thousands of years and experienced countless battles of life and death.

Even if there is a glimmer of life, they will never give up.

"Poof!"

"Ahh

But suddenly, Zhenhua felt a pain in his chest, and a golden hand instantly penetrated his body!

(End of chapter)