The blood mark spread, diffusing into a scarlet plum blossom, and the pungent smell of blood spread!

Suppressing the tumbling blood qi in his body, Ye Chen's eyes looked coldly at the void, and whispered, "Martial Dao Realm!"

In the void, thousands of figures emerged, and they were the sect masters and disciples of the major sects.

The previous scene also fell into their eyes, originally in their opinion, Ye Chen's strength was extremely terrifying.

However, such a terrifying existence was so easily defeated in the hands of the Sword Divine Son, thinking of this, everyone became more and more in awe of the three legends.

"Although the strength of the Sword God Sect Sect Master is good, there is still a certain gap compared to the three legends!"

"Martial Dao Realm! The strength of the three legends must be the Martial Dao Realm, and the Holy Son controls the three rules, the rules of the virtual and the real, the rules of ice, and the rules of gold!"

"There is no vanity under the fame!" whispers resounded in the sky, and the terrifying scene of the Holy Son from before was still hovering in everyone's minds.

Not only hovering in everyone's minds, but also hovering in Ye Chen's mind.

That finger was a terrifying finger, and it was also a humiliating finger, and under that finger, Ye Chen found that he didn't even have the strength to resist.

"It's too weak!" Ye Chen whispered, his gaze still so calm, like stagnant water, without waves.

"If it weren't for the strength of the flesh, that finger would be enough to tear me apart!" whispered, Ye Chen's gaze looking at the sky became more and more cold.

Seeing this, the people who were originally whispering stopped their whispering, they couldn't afford to provoke the Sword Divine Son, and they couldn't afford to provoke this Sword God Sect Sect Master.

For a while, the disciples of the major sects returned to Fengzong Island one after another, and today, the battle between Ye Chen and the Holy Son was destined to become a topic of discussion among everyone recently.

In the endless void, one of its sword qi was extremely strong, Murong Yu was sitting in it, and the scene below naturally couldn't hide it from him, "Compared to before, your strength is more terrifying!"

"It's just, are you going to do something to the five generations?" Murong Yu whispered: "At least, Xuanyuan Ye and Huangpu and the others don't allow you to do that!"

"In the same way, I won't allow it!" Murong Yu's voice gradually dissipated into the void.

Xuanyuan Ye and Huang Pu raised their heads at the same time, looking at the endless void, and there was some warning in their eyes.

The snow fluttered, and a slender and tall figure stood in the wind and snow, raising its head and staring at the endless void.

Behind this figure stood a figure, Rizu, whose face became more and more pale than before, and there were bursts of coughing from time to time.

And the figure in front of Ri Yan was Tai Yanzi, holding the falling snowflakes, Tai Yanzi laughed in a low voice: "Holy Son, is that stupid guy going to make a move on the five generations?"

"However, that guy's strength has improved a lot!" "The snow slipped from Tai Yanzi's fingertips, and Tai Yanzi turned his back to the sun and said, "Then while that guy is focusing on the five generations, start subverting the Holy Son Party!"

"If the five generations are lost, then the Moon God Temple and the Martial God Temple will have a reason!"

"It's just that the moon god Peiyu is still in the hands of the five generations, but once the sword tomb is opened, then the chess piece of the five generations will also lose its effect!"

"The useless chess pieces should be discarded, otherwise it will affect the overall situation!" Tai Yanzi's figure finally melted into the wind and snow and dissipated.

"Subvert the Holy Son Party, subvert the Sword Temple!Is it all about to begin?" Ahem!" Sun Tsuki whispered, turning, also dissipating into the wind and snow.

The wind and snow were flying, and the stars in the sky once again exuded their own brilliance. The six blood-colored figures still disappeared, but the five Han Jian still did not step forward, but quietly looked at the white-clothed figure of Shengxue.

It's just that the figure of the white-clothed Shengxue is stained with a little scarlet, and the scarlet is diffused into plum blossom prints, and the figure in the wind and snow is so lonely.

Once, a young man held a sword and challenged hundreds of Lingwu Realm martial artists, but he was never defeated.

In the past, a young man armed with a sword turned into a killer and killed dozens of spiritual warriors, but he was never defeated.

Today, a young man, swept into the stream, a third-rate sect, killed the sect master of a second-rate sect, and never was defeated.

But at this moment, for some reason, Han Jian felt inexplicably sad, because they had witnessed the birth of this myth.

At this moment, what Han Jian and the others could do was to wait quietly.

Ye Chen looked at the sky, the blood hole in his chest had stopped, his state of mind was like stagnant water, not waves, not as complicated as Han Jian and the others.

"It's been a long time since you've suffered such a big blow, haven't you?" The Fire Qilin's voice resounded in Ye Chen's mind, interrupting Ye Chen's contemplation.

Hearing this, Ye Chen smiled faintly, the smile on the corner of his mouth was still so indifferent, "Have you ever heard of such a sentence?"

"There is rain and sunrise in the sky, peaks and valleys in life, don't be blinded by floating clouds, everything should be long-sighted!" Ye Chen said lightly.

"But I remember this finger!" Ye Chen whispered: "That feeling is very annoying, that feeling of powerlessness!"

"Compared to you, they have one more advantage, then it's time!" Along the way, the Fire Qilin naturally witnessed Ye Chen's sadness in cultivating all the way.

"However, compared to them, I also have many more advantages!" Ye Chen said lightly.

"Last time, Jedi Lin mentioned that a few years ago, those three people were just new to the Spirit Martial Arts, and now they are in the Martial Arts Realm!"

"Very terrible cultivation, at least for now, I am not as good as those three people!" Holding the Qilin Sword tightly, a smile appeared at the corner of Ye Chen's mouth: "However, I firmly believe that in a short time, everything will become unknown!" "Fast update, no ads, Bayi Chinese"

Suddenly, Ye Chen raised his head and stared at the sky, and under the starlight, a tall figure walked out in the endless starlight.

Stepping on the endless starlight, this figure is filled with inexplicable vicissitudes, and this vicissitudes come from ancient times.

A sword, a figure! Ye Chen's gaze fell on this figure, but a surprised voice came from below: "Martial God Pride!"

"Martial God Pride!" This person gave Ye Chen the feeling of being like a dusty sword, and no one knew how many people's blood was stained on this sword.

"He's right!" Martial God Proud Son, he rarely opened his eyes, at least when he was talking to the Holy Son, he didn't open his eyes, "The four generations of divine power are lost in your hands!"

"The mark of the moon god is also lost in your hands!" The pupils of the proud son are like the void, incomparably deep, bottomless.

"The mark of the moon god contains the will of several generations of the moon god, and the mark of the moon god is the will of the moon god!"

"But you don't understand, I'm even a little confused, how can you become a fifth-generation moon god, and you can't even use the will of the moon god!"

There are very few words from the arrogant son, at least in the eyes of others, this martial god arrogant son is a piece of ice.

After saying that, the proud son's eyes closed again, turned around, and walked towards the endless starlight, lost in the dark night sky.

"The Mark of the Moon God, the Will of the Moon God!" Ye Chen looked at the dissipated figure, gently rubbed the Mark of the Moon God at the center of his eyebrows, and muttered: "Xiaohuo, remember, you once said that this Mark of the Moon God is a kind of inheritance, a kind of inheritance of the will of the martial arts. ”

"Hmm!" The fire unicorn also looked at the direction of the arrogant son's departure, and at that moment, the fire unicorn had a strange feeling, and the proud son somehow brought him a familiar and unfamiliar aura.

"The Mark of the Moon God is a kind of inheritance, I said at the beginning, the will of a generation is integrated into all corners of this Martial God Continent, and when it is condensed, it will be the supreme throne!"

"And when the second, third, and fourth generations fell, their will was also integrated into this continent, so the supreme throne contained the will of the moon gods of all generations!"

"When the Luna Sigil is fully awakened, it will resonate with heaven and earth and condense the Supreme Throne!"

"At that time, the Moon God Mark contained the will of the Moon God, and it was also the will of the sword!"

"The Moon God Mark represents the Moon God's will!" The Moon God Mark was filled with a faint silver light, Ye Chen's heart was slightly condensed, feeling the Moon God Mark, in the Moon God Mark, he did feel a terrifying existence.

"He came to tell me this on purpose, and how did he learn about the reason for the Moon God Mark?" Ye Chen's eyes closed tightly, and he continued to feel the terrifying existence in the Moon God Mark.

"Use the will of the moon god?" When Ye Chen's mind was completely condensed, the mark of the moon god appeared in his mind in vain.

A round of silver moon rose up, and in the silver moon, he felt a terrifying will.

This will is like heaven and earth, majestic and majestic, but when facing this will, Ye Chen became more and more aware of the terrifying nature of the moon god at the beginning.

"The will of the Moon God contained in this Moon God Mark is only a part, just like the sword intent contained in the Moon God Peiyu at the beginning, it is just a remnant of the sword intent!"

"When this part is so terrifying, the moon god who seeks defeat, how strong is it!"

Ye Chen's soul had just touched the mark of the moon god, and his strength exploded in vain, Ye Chen's soul was shaken open in vain, and a feeling of dizziness spread throughout his body.

At this moment, Ye Chen finally understood the words of the proud son, "The mark of the moon god has also fallen in your hands!"

Indeed, if Ye Chen could use the will of the Moon God contained in the Mark of the Moon God, then he could also resist the Martial Will of the Holy Son.

However, using the soul as a guide, the momentum of heaven and earth in the Moon God Mark was involved, but as soon as Ye Chen's soul approached the Moon God Mark, that will rebounded slightly.

The feeling of dizziness came like a tide, and Ye Chen tried tirelessly, but he kept failing, and after a few moments, Ye Chen's face also showed a little more tiredness.

"I don't know how to use the will of the moon god!" the fire qilin whispered, "The Moon God Mark is the most unique existence, and the only one who can touch the Moon God Mark is the Moon God!"

"Only the Moon God!" Ye Chen's eyes couldn't help but light up, and his terrifying sword intent spread across his body.

"Maybe I understand!" Ye Chen said lightly, turned around, and walked towards the wind and snow......