The battle between Ye Chen and the Yin corpse king became more and more fierce. Several mountain peaks were crushed by the huge force, the stones flew, and the huge force shook the sky. , "Human boy, do you have my barbarian blood?"
The Yin Corpse King showed a rare dignified look on his face, and stared at Ye Chen solemnly.
"It's your uncle."
Ye Chen scoffed at this.
Barbarian blood can indeed increase strength to a certain extent, but my own blood is the blood of the wild ancestor dragon, the real imperial blood, which is many times stronger than the so-called barbarian blood.
This Yin Corpse King is really inexplicably confident.
After a battle, Ye Chen's vitality and blood surged, and the heat wave rushed.
Every movement can trigger a series of storm and thunder sounds.
Boom! boom! boom!
Ye Chen has a strong physique, and every step he takes on the ground makes the ground tremble in shock.
The blood in the body rises strongly and gathers at the top of the head.
This posture is like a savage dragon that has existed since ancient times, forcibly crushing everything.
The yin energy above the sky was constantly twisting and shaking, and was squeezed in all directions brutally.
The Yin Corpse King has been fighting for a long time, feeling a little unsustainable.
Without strong yin energy to supplement his physical strength, how can he be compared with Ye Chen as a corpse?
Ye Chen is the emperor's body and emperor's veins, even if he fights fiercely for seven days and seven nights, he will not be tired.
While the blood in his body was surging, his strength recovered extremely quickly.
After fighting for a long time, no one can beat him!
As the saying goes, I can't beat you, but you can't kill me either.
Let's fight for a few days in a row, you may run out of energy, and I will defeat you with my abundant physical strength!
Just so domineering, just so unreasonable.
Now facing the Shang Yin Corpse King, the routine is actually exactly the same.
Seeing that he couldn't take down this human boy for a long time, the Yin Corpse King was quite annoyed. During the burst of drinking, the Yin energy all over his body turned into countless vines, and stabbed towards Ye Chen frantically.
Each of these vines has sharp barbs attached to it. Once it is whipped on the body, the barbs will hook into the skin.
Inside the barb, the rich Yin Qi accumulated too much, forming a kind of severe poison.
Ordinary practitioners will die of poison if they get a little bit of it.
"The third form of Xuanhuang Sword Art, Reckless Sword Power!"
Ye Chen swung the Chixiao epee in his hand, and a thousand and eight thousand strands of sword light suddenly bloomed, and they gathered together to form a terrifying torrent, which continued to kill those vines.
Poof! puff! puff!
Those vines were crushed by the sword light before they got close to Ye Chen's body.
"Damn it, the power in this kid's body is inexhaustible!"
The Yin Corpse King was finally moved for the first time.
From the previous fight to the present, at least half a day has passed, the Yin Qi in the entire Dongxuan Mountain Range has been dispersed, it is difficult to condense, and the recovery speed is much slower.
On the other hand, this kid, he didn't seem to know how to write the word "tired" from the beginning to the end.
With all his strength, he beat all the gods and Buddhas in the sky.
It's really scary!
The Yin Corpse King was unwilling to admit defeat, let alone be defeated by this human kid. He once again gathered the Yin Qi in his body, raised his hand and punched out again, the aura around him was much more violent than before, with endless killing intent rising from his eyes.
Originally, the face of the Yin Corpse King was very cold, ferocious, and condensed with murderous intent, which instantly appeared exaggerated and terrifying.
That pale face looked like a killing god who came out of hell.
"Eight kills, but mediocre."
Ye Chen laughed wildly, gathering strength in his palm.
He took the lead in swiping his sword, and the strong air wave stopped the attack of the corpse king.
After that, Ye Chen was extremely fast, as swift as thunder.
His palm pressed against the Yin Corpse King's chest without hesitation.
Among them, thunder and thunder surged.
Ye Chen is not good at manipulating thunder, but that doesn't mean he can't.
Now with his strength of killing six times, he can already control the elemental qi in the void to a certain extent, gold, wood, water, fire and earth, and all kinds of attacks.
The power of thunder is as strong as yang, which is one of the means to restrain yin qi.
After the Yin Corpse King ate this attack, he screamed.
Chest, burning out of thin air, the flames are thick?
Ye Chen sneered, clenched his palm into a fist, and hit the Yin Corpse King's head with his backhand.
Great way of boxing!
Caught off guard, the Yin Corpse King was punched in the head.
Normally, he can use the yin energy in the air to quickly recover from injuries in his body.
But today, the yin qi in all directions was forced back by Ye Chen's power. Originally, the yin qi of the Dongxuan Mountains gathered and could absorb the purest breath with just a single mouth, but now it is not feasible.
Under great horror, the Yin Corpse King raised his hand, and the Yin Qi turned into a light curtain, covering the sky and the sun.
And his figure, at the moment when the black light curtain appeared, quickly fled towards the distance.
"Want to run?"
Ye Chen narrowed his eyes, how could he watch you escape from my hands?
With a sway of his body, he rose violently.
The figure is like a tyrannical savage dragon, tearing up the black curtain with one end, and killing the headless body of the corpse king.
Whoops!
The Chixiao epee in his hand slashed across the sky, and the mountain-like aura exploded at once.
The Yin Corpse King let out a scream, and was instantly suppressed by this sword energy!
The body exploded, leaving no bones left.
"Huh?"
Ye Chen's sharp eyes saw a black bead appearing on the ground, and he took it into his hand with a thought.
This black bead is only the size of an egg, and it contains a strong yin energy, like a crystal nucleus.
"Perhaps, it's something similar to the bone of a monster."
Ye Chen thought for a while, without thinking too much, and threw it into the ring.
Then, he returned to Dongxuan Mountain and searched carefully from beginning to end.
It's a pity that apart from the white ink lotus, there is no other harvest.
He didn't stay too long in the sacred area, and picked up his speed and rushed towards the original place.
If you can't return to the original place, if you die in the holy area, all the treasures you harvest will drop.
Just like Qin Lin before.
I met many practitioners along the way, but none of them dared to stand up and snatch Ye Chen's things.
There is still yin energy in his body, and he is coming from the direction of Dongxuan Mountain, the hearts of those practitioners are beating wildly.
If he really came out of Dongxuan Mountain, it is enough to show that his strength is terrifying.
Who dares to trouble him?
After returning to the original place, Ye Chen was surrounded by a group of practitioners as soon as he showed up.
"Brother Wei, let's get to know each other, my name is Shangguanhong"
"Brother Wei, I have admired you for a long time."
"Sister She happens to be at the age of leaving the court this year. She has a very good talent for cultivation. I wonder if Brother Wei is interested? I can help you to match up."
"Brother Wei, I have a little girl"
Ye Chen was very annoyed, he maintained a cold personality all the way, and didn't reply a word.
Many practitioners looked at his back with emotion in their hearts.
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