Chapter 2570: Even invitation

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"go?"

Ye Chen shouted coldly, lifted his foot across the sky, struck out with a stick, a saint was blown on the spot, turned his palm and shot the second saint, the third saint was the most miserable and wanted to fly away. Was kicked by its volley, stepped into a pile of fly ash.

He was domineering, and the looks of the immortals changed again. Obviously, this little stone essence does not want to be good! Look at this posture, is to destroy them!

"Heli suppresses."

The immortal in Shifang sighed and vomited a treasure seal, which was a saint soldier. In fact, it was a quasi-imperial soldier, but it was repaired to be suppressed in the Sanxian realm. The same was true for the magic weapon. The treasure seal had dragon breath lingering. Such as the great mountains and mountains, crushed Qiankun collapse.

Ye Chen didn't see it. The blow from the club was blown away, and the Shifang Fairy was back bitten. He vomited blood and flew, but he hadn't fallen yet. Ye Chen's deity, Xianmang, had arrived and killed it instantly.

"Fighting."

The three saints came together, each with their own seals, and even when they saw three ancient copper pillars, they even formed a pattern of lines, forming a triangular cage, covering Ye Chen.

Ye Chen applied the immortal method and broke out of the cage.

"Off."

The coldness came from the void. One man had folded his hands and moved the magical powers. He led a silver thunder, split from the sky, and carried the power of silence. He could cut mountains and seas.

Unfortunately, Ray is useless to Ye Chen.

The tenth emperor of Dachu was struck by thunder all the way. He already had immunity, destroyed thunder with Taoism, and returned the other nine gods of the other side. Standing too high may not be a good thing, and became a living. The target, the gorgeous blood flower, is very delicate under the moon.

"Dead!"

I don't know how many people rushed, with fierce looks and embarrassing faces, or using immortal methods, or imperial instruments, or killing arrays, mysteries spread over the sky and drowned the sky.

Of course, before the attack hit Ye Chen, he saw Qian Kun settle.

For a time, the heavens and the earth were full of flowers on the other shore. It was Ye Chenshi's eternal thought, a momentary stillness. He had stepped up to the sky, waving his stick far below, and Wan Jian suddenly appeared.

puff! puff! puff!

At first glance, blood was pierced, and blood flowers blossomed proudly.

what....!

The screams were endless, and the wailing sounds shook Jiuxiao. Everyone's eyes were now filled with horror and fear. A small stone in the spiritual realm, the realization of the Tao was so high. If you read it wrong, The previous moment was the law of time.

"In the next life, you shouldn't mess with it." Accompanied by the cold words, Ye Chen came down from the sky, appeared like a ghost, and was like a king in the world.

After that, the picture was quite bloody.

Standing outside the mountain, you can see the peaks, the collapse of one after another, the ruthless killing in the night, the mournful sorrow, the scarlet blood mist flying across the sky, covering the vast starry sky, and even the starlight All got bloody.

I do not know when I saw the roar annihilated.

Looking at the mountains, there are already dead bodies.

Holding the blood-stained iron rod, Ye Chen stepped to the last person step by step. Naifang was an immortal, and the only survivor among them was dragging his **** body and stumbled back, until he retreated to the foot of the mountain, and then he was stable Lived in shape.

"My lord, the eighth prince of heaven."

The immortal in Shifang hissed, his face was pale, and his face was scared. He was not stupid, and moved out of the backstage in order to use this to intimidate Ye Chen in exchange for vitality.

Ye Chen didn't say a word, and his hands fell.

puff!

The blood flower bloomed, and the person died instantly, joking, scared to work for Ye Chen? Do n’t say it ’s you, even if the eighth prince of heaven is here, he is exactly the same.

At this point, all the killers and the goods were destroyed, Huangquan Road was not alone, a piece of blood caused by a **** iron, bloody, the baby did not snatch, was killed by a regiment.

Ye Chen ripped off his blood cloak and changed his new robe. Under the brush, the scattered storage bags and broken artifacts were all collected, and the essence of the utensils were all merged into the Dinghaishen needle.

The next step is to count the loot.

These people are all rich in oil, and there are a lot of sky stones. There is no shortage of elixir, secret scrolls and magical instruments. The rest are exotic flowers and alchemists.

What made Ye Chen raise his eyebrows was that in a storage bag, an invitation to Huashan was stored in a treasure box. It seemed that the owner cherished it.

Ye Chen collected them together, not only invitations, but also robbed them with little effort.

Accompanied by a boom, this mountain was crushed by its palm and became a grave. The immortals buried inside are not small, but unfortunately, they should not be provoked.

As for Ye Dashao, he has gone away and headed straight for Huashan.

Not long after he left, Tai Yi appeared, looking at the ruined mountains, grinning and sulking, hundreds of saints! Many of them are repressors, but they are overwhelmed by a whole army of spirits. This record has already been regarded as sky-high.

At this moment, he should be fortunate, fortunate not to be the enemy of Ye Chen, the little stone essence, looks unreliable, and some shameless, can kill people, really tyrannical.

"People who killed the eighth prince were afraid of a bad life."

Tai Yi sighed, thinking of the eighth prince in heaven, he couldn't help shivering. The youngest son of Jade Emperor was also the most loved. He was more than arrogant, but also said cruelly. He provokes Prince Edward.

Suddenly, a white fairy light came from the sky.

Look carefully, not a fairy light, but a figure, dressed in a white robe, white hair and white beard, holding a duster in his hand, really immortal, with a five-star fairy pattern on his brows.

His identity is not simple. He is also an official in the court of heaven. The heavens call it too white Venus. The person is like a Taoist, and it is really not ordinary white.

"Old officer, how free is the Nether." Tai Yi glanced.

Taibai grinned his beard with a smile, and his thief was straight. "It's Huashan's argument."

"Where did you get the invitation?" Tai Yi frowned.

"Given by Si Mingxing Jun." Taibai smiled. "The busy man was looking for someone in the sky, and I didn't know who he was looking for. He only said that he had no time to go to Huashan. The invitation was given to the old officer. Where! Good luck comes and you ca n’t stop it, you say you're mad. "

Taiyi really listened, took a deep breath, and endured the urge to scold his mother.

Long ago, he did n’t know how many gifts and trusts he had given for this invitation. Half of his family lost it. This is how he got a Huashan invitation. Who ever thought that this is too old-fashioned, so easy to do. One is more irritating than others!

Moreover, he strongly suspected that too-white Venus came here to show off, that was to make a special trip to anger him, and to go to Huashan to talk about it, there was no need to pass here.

"It's a good way to meet each other." Taibai laughed. The thief who laughed was cheerful, especially when he saw the dark face of Taiyi Zhenren.

"Where to stay cool." Tai Yi cursed, stepping away from the sky.

"Look at it, **** again." Taibai Yanyan followed.

The two of them went one after the other, disappearing in the heavens and the earth like fairy light.

At night, I fell into peace again.

Ye Chen set foot on the sky and walked westward all the way, reflecting the moonlight of Xinghui. As he went westward, countless, needless to say, all went to Huashan to discuss.

However, he determined that there were no invitations for more than 99% of the time, and most of them went for fun, and those who really had invitations had to either cultivate them deeply or rely on big forces.

Or, it ’s him, and go robbery without an invitation.