Chapter 9592: buried at dusk

Buried at dusk

Seeing that his master was seriously injured and dying, Jiuwei groaned and lowered his head gently against Ye Han.

And Ye Chen thrust out the sword, exhausting all his strength, the flames in his eyes were extinguished, and his body, which was already a skeleton, burst with a bang, smashing into white bone scum.

"Don't die, kid."

"You're going to hurt both sides, and you want to kill me too?"

"Unfortunately, I am the Emperor of Heaven, and I have a very profound background. If you want to kill me, you don't have the qualifications!"

Ye Han grinned grimly, although he was seriously injured, he did not die.

In other words, he was assassinated by Ye Chen's sword just now, and he has died thousands of times, but he is the emperor of heaven, and there are countless timelines. As long as there is one timeline left, he will not really die.

Ye Han reckoned that half of his timeline was cut off by Ye Chen, and the Taoist heart was dusted, and the price was extremely huge.

However, Ye Chen was also exhausted, his flesh and blood were burned, his bones burst, and he died completely. Of course, Ye Han made money.

Ye Han looked at Ye Chen's bones, but his heart was inexplicably confused.

Ye Chen, is he really dead?

Why is the night star in the sky still hanging?

Under the shroud of darkness, he couldn't catch Ye Chen's secret, and he wasn't sure if Ye Chen was really dead.

Wei Ying, Shentu Wan'er, Xia Ruoxue, Zhetian Devil Emperor and others, as well as all the warriors from the reincarnation camp, saw Ye Chen die and turned into bone scum all over the place. Everyone exclaimed in fear, and some people were miserable. cry, howl in grief.

Seeing this scene, Emperor Yuhuang was dazed, unable to believe that Ye Chen was really dead.

"That's how he died?"

"I, Wanxu, won this decisive battle?"

Ancient Emperor Yu Huang was at a loss, only feeling like a dream and an illusion.

"Who said you Wanxu won?"

At this moment, an extremely cold voice sounded from the darkness.

Then, I saw a young man with golden light bursting out, striding out from the darkness, it was Ye Chen.

At this moment, Ye Chen was full of radiance and awe-inspiring aura, but his left eye was filled with demonic energy, with layers of ancient patterns stacked, exuding the ultimate breath of death.

That is the Demon Eye of Death!

Under the sight of the Devil's Eye of Desperation, the sword array guarding Emperor Yuhuang's body was rapidly disintegrating.

Even the protection of the Ancient Sin Sword of Heaven cannot stop the murderous aura of the Devil's Eye of Destiny.

Once this eye is opened, everything in the world will die.

There is no doubt that Ye Chen will pay a huge price for opening the Devil's Eye of Death.

His left eye was bleeding, and a line of blood slid down his cheek, making him look a bit hideous, like a demon stepped out of hell.

"you are still alive!"

"That's not you, it's your avatar!"

Emperor Yuhuang's scalp was numb, looking at the bone scum scattered on the ground, he screamed on the spot, and he understood in an instant.

Ye Chen who just fought against Ye Han was not Ye Chen himself at all, but his Qinglian avatar!

Ye Chen himself had been hiding for a long time, waiting for the opportunity to make a move.

Under the cover of the black night stars, all Ye Chen's plans, secrets and causes and effects were hidden in the darkness, neither Ye Han nor the ancient emperor Yuhuang found the slightest clue.

Even, the extreme darkness faintly hindered their ability to think, causing them to make mistakes in judging the situation.

"bingo."

Ye Chen grinned fiercely, his Qinglian avatar, after receiving the resources provided by Yin Suzhen, its strength has been greatly strengthened, even in the face of Yehan, it has the power to fight.

Just now, Ye Chen controlled Qinglian's avatar to fight against Yehan, which directly exhausted all the energy of the avatar. Using the Heaven Dou Massacre Sword also caused his body spirit to suffer a huge blowback trauma.

However, being able to defeat Ye Han and seriously injure him, Ye Chen's effort was totally worth it.

Now, his body stepped out of the darkness, and with just one look, the ancient Emperor Yuhuang's protective sword array was completely wiped out.

It has to be said that the power of the Devil's Eye is indeed powerful.

"Damn boy, die for me!"

Emperor Yuhuang was terrified, and despair filled his heart. Under the absolute fear and despair, he burst out with an angry fighting spirit, swung the ancient sword of Heavenly Sin, and the sharp sword light burst out, cutting Ye Chen straight.

Ye Chen's expression was indifferent, calm and unhurried, he operated the magic eye of death, and the ultimate murderous aura of death roared out.

The sword light erupting from the ancient Tiansin sword was crushed instantly.

Although this sword ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ is a supreme artifact and will not be easily damaged by the Devil's Eye of Death, the sword energy emanating from this sword cannot stop the crush of the Devil's Eye of Death.

Emperor Yuhuang was stunned. Under the suppression of the Devil's Eye of Death, his ancient sword of Heavenly Sin could not exert its power at all, and it seemed to be scrap iron.

"The dusk of the gods, all dharmas die!"

Ye Chen sang, his hands formed a seal, and the twilight glow flowed out from his hands, covering the ancient Emperor Yuhuang.

The ancient Emperor Yuhuang was a man of great luck, and his cultivation had reached the second heaven of the Divine Dao Realm. If he wanted to kill him, it would not be enough to rely solely on the magic eye of death. After all, the power of this eye has its limit.

Therefore, Ye Chen cast the Twilight of the Gods, which merged with the Devil's Eye of Death, and the murderous aura was overwhelming.

The terrifying twilight enchantment emerged from the feet of the ancient Emperor Yuhuang, and the breath of death and decay wrapped around him like a poisonous snake, which was extremely terrifying.

Emperor Yuhuang was terrified, and felt tired inside again, like an old man walking towards dusk, his head was groggy, and he wanted to sleep.

He knew that once he fell asleep, there would be no chance of waking up again, and he would be buried in the dusk forever, reduced to a pile of loess.

(end of this chapter)