Daoist priest, stop fighting. The avenue is almost gone.

Chapter 473: Yuanjun, you pulled it, the Pure Yang Forbidden Fist, this punch is worth million, reunion, Yuanjun is stunned
In an instant, the oil lamp was filled with auspicious aura, the light suddenly expanded, and a huge spatial force began to erupt violently, eroding the surrounding space.

"Fuck, it's going to explode."

Yi Chen was running hurriedly under the full moon. His eyes suddenly changed and he felt that the Yuanchen Divine Lamp in his hand, which was shaking constantly, began to hum violently.

In desperation, he could only curse in his heart and immediately threw the oil lamp in his hand into the air.

You know, he had originally planned to fly to other demon countries to visit, but now it seems that he has to do it alone.

"Go away!"

With a roar, the oil lamp flew more than two thousand meters after it flew out of his hand, and then suddenly exploded in the sky, and thousands of streams of fire like silk ribbons suddenly descended.

These strange "flowing fires" contained a strange force of space, which corroded the space to create a huge portal in almost the blink of an eye.

A constantly expanding and contracting space corridor suddenly appeared in Yi Chen's eyes. It was colorful and bizarre, like an oil film on the water under the sun.

Along with it, there appeared countless evil auras.

Just as Yi Chen's pupils shrank slightly, a familiar female voice suddenly came from the space corridor.

"Hey, little wolf, how did you become like this?"

"Little Wolf, run, don't look back!"

"These guys are so powerful. There are even bigger ones behind them. Even if we join forces, we can't defeat them~"

Who else could this familiar voice be but Yuanjun?
Yi Chen didn't know what had happened to Yuan Jun. At this moment, he discovered that Yuan Jun's aura was already close to that of the Blood Dragon Demon Marshal. It had actually reached the second level of breaking the limit, which was like cheating.

Soon, a slender figure wearing a peach blossom mask slowly emerged from the space corridor.

She was carrying a crystal coffin on her shoulder, with gorgeous peach blossom magic power rising from under her feet. Her thin shirt was soaked with sweat, and the two willow eyebrows above the peach blossom mask were tightly gathered together, revealing a bit of anxiety and panic.

Behind Yuanjun, a huge pink tentacle suddenly appeared and surged through the space corridor.

No, not just one, but many!

In the center of these tentacles is a house-sized head that looks like a sunflower. The edge has a purple and red flesh folded skirt, and there are dense black spots all over it.
In Yi Chen's opinion, if he hadn't been fed with nuclear waste water three times a day and had to add a meal of nuclear food at night, it would be impossible to achieve such an effect. Just a glance at the monster in his eyes made people get goose bumps all over their body.

The sunflower monster's many tentacles pressed against the space corridor behind it, and it jumped forward like a kangaroo, with each jump covering thousands of meters. Behind it were countless creatures of its kind, except that their sizes varied greatly.

Roar!
An angry roar sounded, and behind countless pink sunflower monsters, a huge monster with scarlet tentacles followed closely.

The reason why it fell behind was that the space corridor was stuck when it contracted, which delayed its journey.

"Fuck, I'm rich, very rich!"

Seeing so many monsters, Yi Chen's big face showed a smile of joy instead of surprise.

It is true that a man cannot become rich without unexpected wealth, and a horse cannot grow fat without night grass.

This time, Yi Chengzi made the right decision to come to the demonic realm.

If his strength had not improved to the current level, what would have fallen from the sky would not have been a pie, but a discus that could have smashed him to death.

"Yuan Jun, run first!"

"I'm here to cover your retreat!"

Suddenly, a roar mixed with excitement sounded from Yuanjun's heart.

Soon, Yuanjun, who had pink hair and was running quickly in the space corridor, suddenly fixed his eyes.

In front of the space corridor, the roar of the divine elephant suddenly began.

Yi Chen's height began to rise steadily.

His momentum began to increase rapidly and explosively.

Behind him, dots of light suddenly lit up in the void, outlining the shape of a huge divine elephant.

"Divine elephant!"

"Divine elephant!"

Under the full moon and in the night breeze, the sound of chanting gradually rises.

Circles of strange purple fire suddenly appeared around Yi Chen's body like spirals and whirlwinds. With this help, his momentum increased significantly.

Obviously, under the Soul Burning Transformation, Yi Chen's holy power has reached the highest level and he has sublimated his own cultivation to the extreme.

The terrain inside the space tunnel is unique and there is no way to avoid it or hide in it. It is very likely that he only has one chance to make a move.

In that case, then, all in!

"Yuanjun, get out of the way quickly and retreat behind me."

"Pure Yang Forbidden Fist - Water Moon Mirror Flower, Eternal Silence of Heaven and Man."

The void is used to refine the true method, and the divine image condenses into the sky to prove the pure yang!

Galaolan, Galaolan, the domineering Demon Yang Galaolan, whose holy power has reached the highest level, has revealed the supreme forbidden move!
In an instant, an unparalleled ultimate move, a move that could destroy the world, appeared in the world.

A Taoist dares to go against the heaven, let alone a mere evil creature.

This is the first move and also the last move!
Yuanjun's graceful figure flashed and immediately came behind Yi Chen's broad back. A strange sense of security surged in her heart.

Her strange spiritual perception told her that as long as she stood behind this figure, she would not have to worry about her life, as all the storms would be blocked by this majestic figure.

"Little Wolf! So strong, so powerful!"

"With our powerful alliance, our Beidou Yuanjun Palace will be invincible!"

Yuanjun was not an ordinary female cultivator. At such a dangerous moment, she actually threw aside the crystal coffin on her shoulder and began to clap her hands and laugh.

Bang!
The old man sleeping in the crystal coffin suddenly trembled, and the moonlight revealed the face of the old man in the coffin. Who else could it be but the Lord of Freedom? However, the Lord of Freedom had fallen into a deep sleep at this moment, and had no reaction to any external stimulation.

The extreme Yuan suddenly appeared, Yi Chen's holy power reached the peak, the air flow rolled up the yellow sand, and as he swung his holy fist, it was as if being pulled by some strange force, and it rushed into the space corridor like a yellow dragon.

The moonlight was like frost, and under the cold night sky, a ruthless, powerful and terrifying wind blew again.

The might of the Yue God and his heaven-shaking power bring about the most terrifying results of battle.

The hideous-looking sunflower tentacle monster seemed to be exposed to an environment with radiation equivalent one hundred thousand times higher than its own limit.

Inside the space corridor, wherever the strong wind passed, the flesh and blood of one sunflower tentacle monster after another withered, wilted, shrunk, weathered, and turned into ashes!
No pink tentacle monster can reverse this outcome; it's just a matter of time.

The only exception was the scarlet, largest and most terrifying sunflower tentacle monster.

Pure Yang Forbidden Fist, Water Moon Mirror Flower, Heaven and Man are in Eternal Silence!
Wherever Yi Chen's fist pointed, a strange attraction rose up from the front of his fist.
The space seemed to fold up, and a transparent crystal cage appeared instantly, pulling the sunflower monster leader who was turning into ashes, had already turned into ashes, and was still struggling, onto the tip of his fist.

The cage kept shrinking, flying towards Yi Chen's fist quickly, seemingly slowly.

"No! I am the Saint Sapuro under the seat of the Demon Buddha Posun. How could I die here!" "You despicable natives, you actually ambushed here and killed the most pious Saint Sapuro under the seat of the great Demon Buddha. You deserve to die, all of you deserve to die!"

The terrain inside the space corridor is strange and unavoidable.

Faced with the Supreme Fist and the Soha Fist of a certain sinister Taoist priest, the most powerful sunflower tentacle monster for a moment actually let out a painful roar.

Its sound is full of resentment, breaking the waves of the Tianlang River, flowing with evil that is difficult to cleanse; the bamboo chimes in the demon realm record endless sins.

Under the Pure Yang Forbidden Fist, an evil monster that was even stronger than the Western Demon Lord actually let out a desperate cry.

"Really, the cry of the weak! Do you think you are the strong one with a scar on his face from the wolf tribe who can restart infinitely?"

Looking at the purple evil monster whose tentacles crisscrossed and hung down, weaving itself into a pumpkin-shaped cage, Yi Chen couldn't help but sneer.

Stud is a kind of wisdom.

Damn it, it's stuck, there's no way to escape!

The space corridor kept expanding and contracting, and every time it contracted, the sunflower tentacle monster leader in front of him would get stuck. For a moment, this unlucky guy actually reminded Yi Chen of an old friend... No, it was an old demon.

It has a lot of heads and a really stinky mouth, but you still have to practice.

"My Lord will not let you go!"

Just as it struggled hard and was unable to stop the crystal cage formed by Yi Chen's fist from flying towards its fist, the evil monster, which knew it would die today, suddenly flashed a look of determination on its densely packed compound eyes.

Deep within the body, its constantly beating purple heart suddenly burst, and strands of glowing, gorgeous blood suddenly flowed out of it, with a dreamy, brilliant purple color.

This blood seemed to be not the power of the evil monster itself, but a power entrusted by the great existence residing in it. As soon as this magnificent blood appeared, it immediately and rapidly absorbed all the essence of the evil monster itself.

As the evil monster's body withered rapidly, the gorgeous blood suddenly formed an extremely complex twisted '卍' pattern.

There are teardrop-shaped bumps on the edge of the writing, as if blood is about to drip.

The evil monster's body suddenly shattered, and a huge strange '卍' character imprint shot out from the space corridor, ignoring the crystal cage transformed by Yi Chen's fist, and shot towards the direction where he was standing.

"Fuck, that's awesome!"

Yi Chen had already felt a sense of alarm when he realized that something was wrong with the evil monster, and he was well prepared. Although the strange '卍' character seal was evil, its piercing speed was not too fast.

At least that's the case for Yi Chen now.

He immediately picked up Yuanjun and the crystal coffin on the ground and dodged to the side.

snort~
A blazing swastika flame suddenly rose above the rocky and sandy ground. As the flame rose, a strange light shot straight into the sky within Yi Chen's spiritual perception.

This ray of light seemed to drain all the power of the swastika flame. After doing all this, it suddenly went out. If it weren't for the charred swastika mark on the ground, it would be as if nothing had happened.

One second, two seconds, half a second, time ticks by.

The evening breeze stirred the black ashes from the burnt flames on the ground, and swirled them into the sky.

"Little Wolf, why don't you put Yuan Jun down? You are not planning to take advantage of Yuan Jun, are you~"

Suddenly, a faint voice was heard from above the peach blossom mask.

"Ah? I was so absorbed in the strange swastika flame that I forgot, Yuanjun, where did you go before? What the hell did you bring here?"

"The swastika flame formed by the blood just now is very problematic."

Facing Yuan Jun's questioning, Yi Chen immediately put down the soft jade and warm fragrance in his arms and smiled awkwardly.

But the smile on his lips was like AK's, he couldn't suppress it and it kept rising.

Heaven and earth conscience.

Yi Chengzi was really observing the countless streams of information that were scrolling across the screen.

A man cannot become rich without unexpected wealth, and a horse cannot grow fat without night grass. This punch is worth 100 million deep red points, which is high. He rounded off the extra hundreds of thousands of deep red points.

The Demonic Realm is simply a paradise for Yi Chengzi.

Perhaps Yi Chen's question really diverted Yuan Jun's attention, and the woman with the peach blossom mask who stood on the ground again suddenly had a look of embarrassment on her face.

"Little Wolf, Yuan Jun didn't want to bring those things here."

"But the Yuanchen Divine Lamp is my last resort. If I don't use this treasure, you can burn incense to Yuanjun now."

"Do you want to make others suffer, or do you want to make Yuanjun suffer?"

"Then let's make others suffer a little more. Yuanjun has been kind to me. We can talk about the future later." Yi Chen said without thinking.

Yi Chengzi is a man of great loyalty. Such a tram problem might be heartbreaking and difficult for his master Bai Yunzi to make a decision, but for Yi Chengzi, this is no big deal?

"By the way, Little Wolf, this...is the devil's land? Why did you get here?" Yuanjun looked around, her nose twitching, and a hint of vigilance suddenly flashed across her face.

"Damn it! A demon master is approaching. Little Wolf, we are unfamiliar with this place. Let's run away quickly. If we attract a demon master to encircle and suppress us, we will be in trouble~"

"Ah? Don't panic, Yuanjun. Actually, I have earned a small fortune in this demonic realm." Looking at Yuanjun who was pulling his arm and trying to escape, Yi Chen hurriedly held her down, quickly took out a cloak and put it on her, and covered the crystal coffin where the Lord of Heaven was lying with a piece of white cloth.

Soon, Selina and Ma Zouri appeared in the sky with a group of elite members of the Moyi Sect.

In Yuanjun's eyes, which looked as if she had seen a ghost, she saw that under the leadership of Selena and Ma Zouri, all the demons knelt down on one knee in unison.

As for Selena and Ma Zouri, they performed the chest-touching ceremony.

"We bow to the Holy Lord."

"What the hell!" For a moment, Yuan Jun's eyes under the cloak were bigger than copper bells. The scene before her shocked her heart even more than Yi Chen's earth-shattering punch just now.

"Little Wolf, what did they call you? Holy Lord? How on earth did you do that?!"

"Also, what happened to your cultivation just now? How could you possibly improve so quickly?"

"Yuan Jun, you have changed. I have amazing wisdom, and I conquered a demon country in just a few months. Is there anything abnormal about that?"

The triumphant voice of a certain Taoist priest suddenly sounded in Yuanjun's mind, and the usually arrogant Yuanjun was stunned for a moment.

If the timing wasn't inappropriate, she would have jumped up and questioned Yi Chen.

"Your Majesty, what's going on?" Looking at the space corridor that was gradually closing under the influence of the force of space, Selena finally got closer and asked softly.

She chose to ignore the mysterious cloaked figure beside Yi Chen and the crystal coffin covered with white cloth.

"Nothing, there was a demon from another realm that wanted to invade the Demon Realm, and I dealt with it." Yi Chen stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes swept around, his tone indifferent,

"It's just a little bit of wind and frost, all of you should just go away! It's not worth mobilizing so many troops for such a small matter!"

Yuanjun: “.” Little wolf, you have changed. You make Yuanjun feel strange.

(End of this chapter)