Chapter 1393 Taiwan and Mainland China, Secret Stories

But facing Ye Chen's sharp eyes, the spirit of martial arts shook his head helplessly and smiled: "What I just said, brother, is a secret story even in the mainland of Taiwan.

It is impossible to know if it is because of fate. I do very little now. After all, after the sixth order, the strong usually begin to disappear from the sight of ordinary ghosts.

Even if the power of the sixth order is enough to break through the seventh order, except for a few people, most monks have no way of knowing, and there is no way to guess who it is.

In addition, hundreds of thousands of years have passed, and how many people have mentioned the past, so I really don't know who these two people are. "

After hearing this, Ye Chen nodded lightly. Indeed, in the Iron Wall Continent, the five sons are even more of a strong part. Those who belong to the clan have to sit down and close the door. Those who do not belong to the clan hide in the mountains and are no longer ordinary monks, so they can easily touch the existence of the sixth and seventh levels.

Maybe these people have made great achievements when they were young, but when they reach a certain level, when they can't see, people know that there is such a person, and it is impossible to speculate what he will do to enter the country.

Two people in Xi XJ broke through the seventh order in a thousand years. This is a rare war spirit.

The two were silent, looking into each other's eyes, seeing the strange light in each other's eyes, almost the same, the two raised the gourds in their hands at the same time, facing each other, looking at each other, and drinking wine.

"One day, I will step on the stars, but now, it's too far and useless."

Swallowing the wine in the throat, suppressing the alcohol, his eyes sparkled, and shouted: "Yeah, that's too far, there are too many things to do now."

"Yes, now I'm thinking about how to improve and leave here."

"Brother, you were chased into the temple, and when we went out, you didn't bother me so much, we will hit the temple at the first stop, and then put the temple flat on the horse."

I have to say that the wine of the devil's soul is a waste, but it is also amazing.

Ye Chen only drank a few sips. He also felt a fever in his chest, and he lost a few minutes of calm on weekdays.

"It's natural," he said.

"Yeah, I've been watching the temple for a long time, and this kind of clan gate should be swept away, dry it!"

He said that after he swallowed a large glass of wine, he suddenly remembered something and regretted it slightly.

"However, I heard that there is a man named Cheng who is very talented and not weak. I have always wanted to learn from each other, but there is no chance, so I went directly to the temple to fight him.

When he talked, the eyes of the war spirit actually ignited a little excitement. Although he had not gotten along for a long time, the warlike temperament in the bones of the war spirit was deeply understood by the heavenly Ye Chen.

However, listening to the words of the war spirit, in the heart of the heavenly Ye Chen, the figure of a young man could not help but emerge, standing in a white, bright, clear, whispering: "

I have done it with him.

"Oh? What is the result?" The war spirit asked, with a hint of interest.

But he had just come into contact with Tu Ye Chen and agreed with them. Cheng is also an outstanding figure of the young generation in the West, otherwise he would not care so much. He would hear that the two had exchanged hands, and natural curiosity arose.

Ye Chen paused for a while and said, "I won, but as a knight, I was born at a disadvantage,