Emperor of Death

Chapter 2162 Perfect Body ([-])

The golden radiance gradually subsided, and Yechen finally returned to the original body color. A new soul was reborn in Yechen's mind, and then the body had the power to operate on its own.

For Yechen, it was like being reborn from a severed limb, the original sense of mastery had returned.

The new physical body opened his eyes, and Yechen's consciousness returned to this physical body, everything was so miraculous and so natural.

"Perfect body?" Ye Chen suddenly clenched his fist, and punched out into the void in front of him.

The sonic boom exploded in front of Yechen, and then the air was shattered by a punch, turning it into the most basic particles. Where the fist passed, there was a vacuum.

Yechen clearly felt that this physical strength was also much stronger than before.

In addition, there is also energy surging in Yechen's body. If the energy in Yechen's body in the starry sky battlefield was a stream before, then the energy in Yechen's body is like a surging river now.

That drop of new blood also completely integrated into Yechen's body and became a part of Yechen's body.

"It's really lucky." Even the sage Taixu who was beside him praised softly, "I actually turned that drop of blood and flesh into my own. For such a long time, no one can really do it."

Emperor Taihua said indifferently: "This son has great luck. Not long ago, he had luck that you and I can't understand."

Taixu nodded lightly and said: "It seems that I really got a great adventure, is it related to that... stele?"

"I don't know!" Emperor Taihua's answer was also very straightforward.

"Master, look at the fist!" Ye Chen's fist suddenly hit Saint Taixu fiercely. Saint Taixu turned his head and saw the ferocious expression on Yechen's face and the cunning in his eyes, then smiled, and then I blew lightly.

"Boom!" Ye Chen felt an irresistible force hitting him, and then he was thrown into the air, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out, and his body was smashed into a mountain, and then the mountain collapsed, killing him. Buried at the bottom.

Sage Taixu shook his head helplessly and said, "Your apprentice is swollen and floating..."

"Young man!" Emperor Taihua smiled noncommittally, he liked Yechen's realness and unpretentiousness, and then said lightly, "Not everyone is as cunning as you, full of bad things."

"I call it scheming, understand?" Taixu said viciously, "Without my scheming, you would fight with the Lord God every day?"

Emperor Taihua shook his head and stopped arguing with Saint Taixu about this matter.

Taixu sighed, and then his figure slowly faded away and disappeared.

In the distance, the collapsed rocks were pushed open, Yechen climbed out from the rocks, and then one by one, he fell in front of Emperor Taihua, looking around.

"He's gone back." Emperor Taihua said lightly.

"Oh!" Yechen breathed a sigh of relief, and said softly, "Master, this is Taihua Star, your home, you always let someone eavesdrop, it's not good. Ah..."

Just as Yechen finished speaking, he felt a strong force appear out of nowhere, and he was thrown flying.

Yechen who was lying on the ground wanted to cry but had no tears, so he wrote down this account first, and sooner or later the new account and the old account will be settled together.

Lying down for a while, after the pain in his body slowly disappeared, Yechen crawled out of the pit again, then shut up and never mentioned Saint Taixu again, and continued running to the front of Saint Taihua, Then he looked left and right, and he was slightly relieved when he saw that Saint Taixu didn't make another move.

Although the physical body is strong, it is still nothing in front of the saint. Ye Chen admitted that he was floating just now, thinking that after the physical body evolved, he could sneak attack and punch the saint Taixu...

As a result, the ideal is beautiful, but the reality is cruel...

"Cough cough!" Ye Chen said to Emperor Taihua, "Well, master, what level is my current physical strength? My cultivation should be at the peak of the Blood Dropping Realm."

Thanks to the incorporation of that drop of blood into the body, and the golden herb of Taixu Saint, Ye Chen only felt that his strength was very strong, very strong, but Ye Chen didn't know the actual strength.

When I went to the prefecture-level battlefield before, I was able to defeat Xiao Wu, who was the peak of the middle god. Now, do I have the combat power of the upper god?

That's the upper god, the holy state, look at Yue Zun Fat Zun, who has five people and six people, majestic, but the sense of existence in the immortal state is much lower. Look at Sima Lan, a young genius of the human race, At the peak of the Immortal Realm, he is still just a disciple of the Fat Zun, and is driven by the Fat Zun as a follower. If he becomes a Saint, it will be completely different.

Moreover, Yechen also heard people say that the human race has not left a saint realm for a long time.

Emperor Taihua heard the words, and said lightly: "Your physical body is equivalent to the dragon clan of the high god, but you should also know that you are just a target because of the strength of the physical body alone, and the high god has too many means to deal with it. you."

"I know that!" Ye Chen said, "but my speed is also very fast, and the attack power of my physical body is also very strong, but I don't have all the supernatural powers of the upper gods, and I can't use some martial arts and methods of the holy realm. But master Ah, if I match my current cultivation base, do I have the power to fight against the high gods?"

Yechen felt that he had improved a lot, and his strength was a hundred times what he was before.But I also know that there is a huge gap between the upper god and the middle god. This difference is so big that it is difficult to bridge.

Even the current Yechen, who is absolutely strong among the middle gods, has reached the immortal state himself.

Emperor Taihua said: "Your current state is still at the peak of the immortal state. Your physical body and internal strength have made a qualitative leap. In terms of combat power, you should punch with all your strength."

"Okay!" Ye Chen didn't hesitate, the power in his body suddenly surged, and then he slammed into Emperor Taihua.

Before the fist hit, Yechen felt a soft force coming, blowing away all his strength easily, and then saw Emperor Taihua nodded slowly: "In terms of strength, it is stronger than the high god who just entered. Stronger, but the high god has too many other means, for specific battles, let’s split it [-]-[-], depending on the specific performance and magic weapon.”

Sure enough, the real upper god is not comparable to the main soul of the dementor banner.This is the strength similar to that of Xiu'er.

"A magic weapon?" Yechen's eyes lighted up slightly, and he said, "I have the mysterious scales you gave me, Master, and now I have the mysterious blood, as well as the Ruyi Qingqi and the Xiantian Yin-Yang Sword Formation. Ordinary high gods, it shouldn't be I'm a match."

Under Ye Chen's attention, Emperor Taihua nodded slowly and said: "With so many magic weapons, you do have a great advantage, but the battlefield is ever-changing, and the upper gods are all peak figures. The price of carelessness is life. People with advanced level, the means are beyond the imagination of ordinary people.”

(End of this chapter)