Dozens of long rainbows swept out behind Ye Chen, and brilliant sword light broke through the air.

The sharp sound of breaking wind gradually rose, followed by a series of high-pitched cold cheers.

Outside the ice, Leng Feng and the others all looked at this scene in astonishment, the melee of more than sixty martial arts realms, which is one of the few in the history of hell.

Hundreds of thousands of sword leaves, each sword leaf was under Ye Chen's control, the sword fingers were involved, Ye Chen's will was integrated into the sword leaves, and every scene and object in the thousand zhang void appeared in his mind.

The fire qilin came with his hands on his back, stepped into the air, and stood beside Ye Chenzhou.

With his eyes narrowed slightly, the Fire Qilin looked at the dense sword leaves and whispered, "It's not bad to be able to manipulate the rules of ice to such an extent!"

Hearing this, Ye Chen opened his eyes, smiled faintly, and said, "Haven't started yet?"

After speaking, Ye Chen's sword finger landed in the void again, and when he turned around, the sword leaves around him danced wildly, and the sword wind he brought up suddenly formed a hurricane.

The hurricane descended and went up, enveloping a martial arts realm martial artist, and tens of thousands of sword blades roared in.

Ten Thousand Sword Leaves brought up a series of eye-catching sword lights, and the martial artist was directly pierced through the heart by Ten Thousand Swords and died, and the sturdy sword leaves passed through his body and continued to go towards the surrounding Hell Warriors.

The martial arts realm fell, and the blood mist spread, turning into ice chips and scattering them.

At the same time, a wave of vitality emerged in the void, and according to the law, this erased life would merge into the void until it dissipated.

However, how could the fire qilin let go of this vitality, his right hand grabbed forward, as if he had passed through space, grabbed that vitality, and the vitality merged into the body of the fire qilin, "The vitality of these martial arts realm martial artists." I want it!"

Hearing this, Ye Chen's sword finger waved again. The moment the sword is pointed. Hundreds of thousands of sword blades slashed through perfect arcs and shot out in all directions, once again bringing up eye-catching blood light.

Vitality flowed in the void, and the fire qilin's right hand grabbed it again. Don't waste a single ounce of life.

The sword leaves were one after another, and the ice sword fell straight down. More than fifty wills were stirring in the void. Its ice sword and blades were constantly impacted, shattering one by one.

Ice chips sprinkled all over the sky, and more than 50 of its figures danced wildly in the wind and snow. Looming.

See here. Ye Chen sighed slightly: "The extreme of the Divine Power Ice Absolute is like this, if you break through the Martial Dao Realm, this Divine Power should be stronger!"

"The more terrifying a martial artist's control over the rules is, the stronger his strength will be after entering the second layer of the martial arts!"

"Manipulate the rules in your own realm and dominate everything!" the Fire Qilin nodded. With amazement in his eyes, he didn't expect to be in his sleepy year. Ye Chen has made such great progress.

Bang bang! Xiao Fatzi and Mu Chen also came to Ye Chen's side.

"You guy comes in such a timely manner every time!" wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and Xiao Fatzi chuckled.

Hearing this, Ye Chen smiled helplessly and said, "There was an accident when I entered the underground palace, otherwise, I would have rushed back a long time ago!"

Suddenly, Ye Chen raised his head and looked ahead with a somewhat solemn gaze. Ahead, the figure of smoke and dust swayed in the cold wind, and each time it was just right to avoid the sword leaves and ice swords that shot backwards.

Even with the chaotic occasion, the figure of smoke and dust had unconsciously approached the ice, and the fist with the momentum of destruction fell on the ice, and the hundred-zhang ice shook with it.

"Solve this guy first, everything is caused by this guy!" A sneer rose at the corner of Ye Chen's mouth, and he stepped forward in vain, heading straight for the smoke and dust. Ye Chen's pace was not fast, but every time he stepped down, the surging sword qi turbulence around him disappeared one after another, and it was unstoppable. The smoke and dust, who was destroying the ice with all his might, noticed something, raised his head suddenly, turned around, and looked at Ye Chen who stepped into the air with a somewhat solemn expression.

"I have to admit that I made a mistake today!" Yanchen suppressed the uneasiness in his heart, and pretended to be calm: "But, Blood Hell Emperor, I said you couldn't keep me!"

Puff! The smoke and dust's expression became extremely hideous in vain, and there was even a trace of blood red in his clear pupils.

His face turned pale, the aura on Yanchen's body skyrocketed in vain, and an invisible flame appeared in his mind, this invisible flame wrapped around his soul, burning wildly, burning the power of the soul!

When facing the powerful Ye Chen, Yanchen knew that he was defeated today, and he was completely defeated, and he would even fall to the ground, and the only chance to survive was to burn the power of the soul, in exchange for the strength that skyrocketed in an instant, shattering the ice, and breaking through the encirclement of Ye Chen and others.

The power of burning the soul not only causes the soul to be severely damaged, and even the cultivation is regressive, but it is worth it to be able to exchange for a glimmer of life.

When the soul burned, its heart-rending pain flooded the whole body of smoke and dust, and the whole body looked even more hideous, and the smoke and dust that rose into the skyrocketing cultivation approached the second layer of the martial arts, and the whole body was filled with an incomparably violent aura.

"Break it to Lao Tzu!" the smoke and dust roared out, roared out, and soared into the sky, its thrilling aura attracted the attention of all the martial artists, and the hell warriors were all shocked, they didn't expect the smoke and dust to be so crazy.

The phantom shadows of the nine dragons were wrapped around the right arm of the smoke and dust, and these dragons had materialized, and their will was circulating in them.

"Nine Jiao Break the Firmament! Break it for Lao Tzu!" After burning the soul, the punch of the smoke and dust was extremely terrifying, and the heavens and the earth were all dim before it, except for the powerful punch of the smoke and dust.

The Nine Dao Dragons broke through the void and tore apart the ice rules circulating on the ice, bang!

The smoke and dust came with a punch, the hundred-zhang ice shook wildly, and cracks spread out on it, and at the moment when the second punch of the smoke and dust fell, the hundred-zhang ice layer shattered, and the sea of fire outside the hundred-zhang surged here again.

The ice sank into the fire, and its ice quickly melted away. Destroying this hundred zhang of ice, the smoke and dust breathed a sigh of relief, this ice layer is like a shackle, once it is destroyed, he will not be restrained.

The momentum rose again, and the smoke and dust whistled out, and the long whistle was earth-shattering, and at the same time, the true qi of the whole body of the smoke and dust surged, and he took one step at a time, but at this moment, a flat voice made the smoke and dust feel like he was in an ice cellar: "Did this seat let you go?"

Cold sweat dripped down Soot's cheeks, and Soot realized a very serious problem, why didn't that guy stop himself when he destroyed the ice before?

A crisp sword groan sounded, and the void ripples in front of the smoke and dust spread out, and Ye Chen was dressed in white, hunting, and stepped out.

"The power of burning souls is infinitely close to the peak of the second layer of martial arts, even so, it is only that the true qi has become more vigorous!" The snow floc rolled upside down, and there was a piercing chill in Ye Chen's voice.

"The most direct way to destroy a person's will is to give him hope first, and then make him feel endless despair!" Ye Chen took a few steps forward, his thin figure blocked the way of Yanchen, Ye Chen looked at Yanchen with a smile.

"Despair?" Yanchen's expression was extremely hideous, and while accepting this skyrocketing cultivation, he was also suffering inhuman pain all the time, and his clear eyes had become extremely blood-red: "Get out of the way of Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu wants to leave, no one can stop him!"

At this moment, the smoke and dust also burst out of foul language. A punch was brought up again, and nine dragons with several feet of strength swirled around, and a little cold light burst out from his fist, shining on the entire heaven and earth, like an exploding sun, shining brightly.

"Those who have not mastered the realm are martial arts first-level martial artists after all, and quantitative changes have not caused qualitative changes, heh, this seat will send you to reincarnation!" Ye Chen's expression was calm, and his eyes looked indifferently at the roaring Nine Dao Dragons, as well as the ever-expanding fists.

The killing mark circulated at the center of Ye Chen's eyebrows, and a figure of him appeared in front of Ye Chen, with black robes and white hair, and a killing body.

The piercing killing intent melted into the cold wind that rolled away, and between the long hair dancing wildly, Ye Chen took a step forward, his body and the killing body completely overlapped, and his aura skyrocketed.

"Two breaths, that's enough!" The furious Jiaolong came in an instant, and its fist filled with cold light brought up waves of space, Ye Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, and his right hand swung forward, and the same punch was brought out, and the roar echoed, and its clusters of silver enchanting reincarnation flames swirled around Ye Chen's fist, and the will was pervasive, and its reincarnation flames suddenly transformed into a Vermilion Bird Phantom that was about to fly, and the terrifying flame rules flowed in it, this punch was very similar to the smoke and dust, but the rules were different, the smoke and dust condensed into a dragon with the rules of ice, and Ye Chen condensed into the Vermilion Bird Phantom with the rules of flame。 The flames of reincarnation were churning, like a volcano bursting out, full of might.

"How can this guy know my supernatural powers!" Yanchen's pupils shrank slightly, and there was a hint of shock in his blood-red pupils: "No, it's not my supernatural powers, he's just like, not really supernatural powers!"

Bang! The nine roaring dragons were drowned in flames, and the Vermilion Bird Phantom even circled around.

Bang! The two fists came in an instant, collided together, and a loud roar sounded at this moment, earth-shattering, and the body of smoke and dust flew upside down like a falling star, blood surging wildly, and its right arm was filled with blood mist.

The frightened look drowned out the eyes of the smoke and dust, and his right arm was numb for a while, and he even lost consciousness.

"One breath, one more breath!" Ye Chen's figure did not have any stagnation, and went straight to the smoke and dust, and in one step, he crossed dozens of zhang and instantly came to the front of the smoke and dust.

This excessively young face continued to enlarge in the pupils of Yanchen, and Yanchen's scalp was numb, and he exclaimed: "Everyone, help me!"

But there was a dead silence all around, and most of its Hell Warriors scattered around at this moment, busy fleeing for their lives, where could they pay attention to the smoke and dust.

"Let's go back!" A dazzling brilliance emerged from the pupils of the smoke and dust, and even drowned out the figure of the smoke and dust.

The Qilin Sword quietly appeared in Ye Chen's hand, and Ye Chen raised the sword, a very simple sword.

Heaven and earth roared, heaven and earth lost their original color in front of this sword, dim, this sword light came madly, forming a monstrous coercion, tightly locking the smoke and dust