The voice of heaven and earth came madly, and the tenth will flowed out at the center of Ye Chen's eyebrows.

Ten wills came to him, and Ye Chen's whole person's momentum became even more powerful.

An incomparably terrifying tearing force spread out on Ye Chen's body, and Ye Chen did not hesitate to use the fourth Moon God Will in the Moon God Mark to suppress the rebound of the three generations of Moon God Will.

The aura of heaven and earth frantically condensed on Ye Chen's body, and the Qilin Sword in Ye Chen's hand swung up again.

The bright sword light flashed, Ye Chen stepped out of the air, ten wills, integrated into the killing body, this was completely Ye Chen's limit.

An earth-shattering force condensed on the Qilin Sword, which was also Ye Chen's strongest sword.

The sword eyebrows frowned slightly, and for the first time, a solemn look appeared in the prince's eyes: "Forcibly using the will of three generations of moon gods, this kind of price is very heavy!"

The prince's right hand was raised gently, and the snow lotus circled, pressing directly towards the sword light that broke through the sky.

The extreme of the sword was nothing more than that, and the blood-red thunder flowed in Ye Chen's eyes, revealing a bloodthirsty aura.

Bang! The beautiful snow lotus blocked the brilliant sword light, and the roar echoed, and the sword light tore the snow lotus apart.

A flash of blood light appeared at the tip of the Qilin Sword, and only the snow lotus condensed by the rules of ice could not block Ye Chen's sword.

"It seems that I have to use my true character, part of my will has been transferred to the clone, and the strength of the deity is much worse!" The long hair tied behind his back danced wildly, and the prince's gaze became more and more indifferent.

Use the power of the field to condense the will of the rich world to suppress the arrogant.

Catching a glimpse of the sword marks emerging from the palm of his hand, the prince shook his head, waved his sleeve robe, and immediately pointed his right finger into a sword, and the aura of heaven and earth within a radius of tens of thousands of zhang condensed, and the power of heaven and earth roared to his sword finger.

The ripples spread out on the fingers of the sword, and the diffuse ripples fell on the unicorn mussels.

Bang! A roar like a clash of gold and iron resounded, Ye Chen's figure shook suddenly, the tumbling blood qi could no longer be suppressed, and blood splattered out.

Bang bang! Ye Chen's figure was like a kite with a broken string, and it was directly thrown dozens of feet.

"Using the will of the three generations of the moon god, every breath passes, the injury on the soul will be aggravated by one point!" The heart-rending pain spread in the depths of Ye Chen's soul, Ye Chen's expression was hideous, and he rushed out with his sword again.

A striking blood hole appeared at the prince's finger, and blood dripped out, "I'm still injured, I can use ten wills to force my actions in the Spirit Martial Realm, five generations, you are really a terrible person!"

The prince's expression was indifferent, his right hand was a little numb, and he was a little uncomfortable with this sword.

"But the five generations, even if you can use ten Moon God Wills, how long can you last?" The prince shook his head slightly, in his eyes, Ye Chen's move was undoubtedly a battle of trapped beasts.

The Prince's words still echoed in the void, and his brilliant sword light broke through the void again.

The snow flocculent circled around his fingertips, condensing into a white seed, and the prince's sword fingers were raised, clamping the white seed, and it fell with a bang.

Bai Zi roared and fell, bringing up a terrifying coercion! Bang! Bai Zi landed on the Qilin Sword, the sword momentum collapsed, Ye Chen's body shook again, and his face became more and more pale.

Blood dripped, Ye Chen stepped into the void in one step, he didn't have much time, once he retreated, then the true qi in his body would be exhausted.

The sharp sound of breaking the wind has been flourishing for a long time, and the rain sword technique has been used to the extreme by Ye Chen, just one breath, ten sword shadows in succession, ten swords in one breath!

Using the will of the three generations of the moon gods, Ye Chen's soul was suffering from the rebound of the tearing force all the time.

After the tenth sword was released, patches of blood fell on Ye Chen's body, and ten sword shadows broke through the air, this power permeated the entire dead city, and the resentful spirits in the dead city all shrank in the sword tower, letting out a mournful whining sound.

"Ten swords!" the prince sword commanded, and one by one the whites with condensed wills roared.

The power of heaven and earth within ten thousand zhang was condensed on Bai Zi, and with the help of the power of the domain, the prince easily destroyed the sword shadow.

But at the time of the fifth sword, the prince's body shook slightly. Sword after sword, the power became more and more terrifying.

At the moment when the ninth sword was approaching, the prince took a step backwards, the tenth chess piece had not yet condensed out, the tenth sword shadow had arrived, and the brilliant sword light bloomed in the prince's eyes! At this moment, the prince had to use his left hand and the sword finger to clamp the sword shadow.

The sharp sword aura fluttered lightly, and a few strands of long hair fell down, and almost, the sword was pierced through the prince's eyes.

The sword finger flicked slightly, the sword shadow shattered, and a terrible sword groan sounded. The prince stepped out of the air, his expression becoming more and more indifferent, "At this level, you can still produce ten swords." Five generations, you always break the rules!"

The radius is covered by the prince's martial arts domain, and the slightest fluctuation in it cannot be hidden from the prince.

And in the prince's perception, Ye Chen's soul aura is getting weaker and weaker, obviously, the rebound power of the will of the three generations of moon gods is becoming more and more terrifying, and he can't support it for long.

"Can you still use your sword?" the prince asked softly, standing under the flying snow, with a gentle smile.

Can you make a sword? This sentence echoed above the nine heavens, and the snow became bigger and bigger, drowning the falling bloodstains, and also burying the brilliance of the Qilin Sword.

The sword is still there, the person is not dead, can he make a sword? Ye Chen roared out, he had not yet reached the limit, the sword was in his hand, he had the ability to draw a sword.

Bang bang! A powerful aura erupted in Ye Chen's body again, this aura was as vast as the ocean, but if you felt it carefully, this aura was like a falling meteor, although it was bright and short-lived.

In Ye Chen's mind, the weak soul coiled in the sea of knowledge, the thunder swam in the depths of the soul, and at this moment, clusters of flames rose in vain around the soul, burning the power of the soul.

Burn the power of the soul in exchange for a brief period of brilliance. The thunder in Ye Chen's eyes had already swam out, this was the thunder condensed by the rules of thunder.

The prince's strength is like a high mountain, which makes people look up, and it is like a bubbling flame, and Ye Chen is a moth in the sea of fire, and he can be buried by the moth at any time.

Despite this, Ye Chen is still fearless with his sword, and a martial artist can only go further without fear of danger and obstacles, even if the sea of fire is monstrous, and the high mountain is in the sky, Ye Chen must extinguish the sea of fire and shatter the mountain.

In the vast white world, the entire dead city is covered with a light veil, and the white light veil covers the vicissitudes of the dead city and the white bones left behind for thousands of years.

Outside the dead city, the bones had once again quietly lay down on the pool of blood, and the falling snow floc covered them, and the bones of the green dragon and the bones of the Vermilion Bird no longer hovered in the sky and left quietly.

The Dead City fell into a deathly silence once more, and the roars of the wraiths were gone. "Kill!" A low roar echoed above the nine heavens in vain, and the sound of heaven and earth was nothing more than that.

The killing intent contained in this voice is extremely terrifying, even the sky changes color, this killing intent can punish the sky and destroy the earth.

Wearing a dress, Qianchuan Xue raised her head, and her cold eyes revealed a trace of inexplicable heartache: "Ye Chen!"

The flying snow floc had already cut off any breath, and Qianchuan Xue could no longer feel Ye Chen's breath, but she could feel Ye Chen's absoluteness, and the Forgetful Sword trembled slightly, making a mournful sword groan.

"Ye Chen!" The crisp voice like a yellow warbler rushed into the sky, and Qianchuan Xue stepped forward with a sword, but unfortunately, the will contained in the snow wool blocked her steps.

And her voice was also muffled by the wind, and the whirlpool of life and death was still hovering above the nine heavens, and below it was a flurry of snow.

The flying snow also concealed the figure of Chikawa Xue, and the sword was buried in the wind and snow.

"Kill!" An earth-shattering roar roared, and after burning the power of the soul, Ye Chen's aura continued to skyrocket, and at the same time, his vitality also quickly lost in his body.

The vitality was lost, Ye Chen's body was filled with a trace of death, and the light on the Moon God Mark gradually dimmed.

Rumo's long hair gradually turned white, miserable white, and Ye Chen became extremely old for a while.

"Kill!" Ye Chen roared out, this was the killing intent that he wanted with a roar of life.

Ding! The Qilin Sword waved again, the bright sword light replaced the snow in the sky, and the sound of the sword became the sound of heaven and earth, Ye Chen buckled the Qilin Sword, just for a moment, and its sword shadows were brought up, and the sword shadows covered the sky, shooting straight at the prince.

One sword, two swords, three swords, up to ten swords!

"Heaven and Earth Ten Thousand Fires, listen to my orders, gather!" Ye Chen's gloomy gaze was full of monstrous murderous intent, the eleventh sword shot out, and the ten thousand fires of heaven and earth poured out like a tide, and the rules of fire merged!

The prince looked at this sudden sword rainbow with a solemn expression, each of which contained ten wills, and the most terrifying thing was to integrate into the heaven and earth killing machine, the extreme of the killing rules!

The vitality was lost, and wrinkles had already appeared on Ye Chen's face, and in an instant, the traces of old age were all over his body, and even the tense muscles had become sluggish and weak.

The soul burning is still continuing, this is far from enough, only eleven swords can't tear apart this vast heaven and earth, let alone repel the prince.

"Thunder executes the rules on behalf of heaven and earth, I control the thunder supernatural powers, and I am in charge of the rules! Heaven and earth thunder listen to my orders and gather!" Blood dripped, falling from the corner of Ye Chen's mouth, hitting the hilt of the sword, splashing a blood splash.

Bearing the heart-rending pain, Ye Chen's twelfth sword swung out, this sword was extremely domineering, and the ten thousand thunder electric snakes tore apart the sky, breaking through the sky, wandering around the Qilin Sword, and the thunder rules were integrated into this sword.

In an instant, the surroundings turned into a thunder pool, and the monstrous sea of fire splashed sparks in the thunder pool, and ten wills merged into it.

"Ice rules, extreme cold can freeze heaven and earth, extreme strength can destroy heaven and earth, I understand the rules of ice in the wind and snow, all the snow is coming, the heaven and the earth are cold, gather!" Ye Chen roared frantically, the sword came out, and the thirteenth sword once again brought up a brilliant sword rainbow.

Thousands of miles of ice and snow, thousands of miles of ice, pieces of blood-colored snowflakes fell above the nine heavens, and each piece of blood was flowing with piercing ice rules and cold killing intent.

Two different snowflakes fluttered in the void, and the white world appeared a blood-colored.

Thirteen sword rainbows loomed in the flying snow, and the prince's sword eyebrows wrinkled even deeper, invoking such majestic rules of heaven and earth, the five generations were crazy!