Rebirth of the Invincible Emperor

Chapter 523 The prototype of the emperor soldier!

Chaos Nascent Soul sits firmly in Ye Cheng's dantian, exactly the same as his current state, just like a shrunken version of Ye Cheng.

At the same time, on the surface of Ye Cheng's body, there is a layer of faint gray mist, resisting the five-color thunder, unable to touch him.

Ye Cheng lowered his head slightly, looking at the Chaos Mother Stone, as if he was thinking about something.

'The mother stone of chaos was born at the beginning of the universe, and the energy of chaos can transform everything in the world!If used as sharp weapons for attack, such as knives, swords, halberds, spears, and daggers, they can cut everything in the world; if used as tripods, bells, towers, and seals, they can suppress the universe and all worlds! '

'But chaos is invisible and nothing, it's just a cloud of turbid air, which can't be cut off, burned, melted, or swallowed. It's so difficult to refine it, it's not weaker than refining an emperor soldier again ! '

"Difficult! Difficult! Difficult!"

Ye Cheng lowered his head, sometimes looked up to the sky and sighed, sometimes showed his face, and sometimes frowned, as if he was thinking about an extremely difficult matter to decide.

After a while, his expression froze, as if he had made up his mind, he raised his hand to put away the Chaos Mother Stone, and patted it with one hand, causing it to release a mass of Chaos Qi.

"If you don't try, how will you know if you can succeed? Even if you fail, it won't have much impact, but once you succeed, the benefits will be unimaginable!"

"when!"

The Zhanyingjian let out a soft sound, and was summoned by Ye Cheng. He held the Zhanyingjian in his hand without saying a word, while the other hand restrained the energy of chaos. Taking advantage of the five-color thunder calamity, Ye Cheng was going to temper the Zhanyingjian !

If one can use the Qi of Primal Chaos to forge the Infant-Slaying Sword, as long as it succeeds, the benefits will be unimaginable.

A five-color thunder tribulation fell, and Ye Cheng threw the baby-slaying sword and the energy of chaos into it at the same time.

"Boom!"

The five-color lightning fell on the Zhanying Sword, causing it to split open on the spot, and a crack about an inch wide appeared on it. If it wasn't for a mysterious force pulling it, the Zhanying Sword would have completely collapsed.

"Ah, Master, I'm in so much pain, I'm about to be torn apart!"

Sakura screamed incessantly, her voice full of panic.

She is just a sword spirit, and the infant-killing sword is its body. If the infant-killing sword is destroyed, the sword spirit cannot last forever.
"Just be patient! I want to use the energy of chaos to reforge you. If I succeed, it will be of great benefit to you!"

Ye Cheng said calmly, his tone almost heartless.

Even though it is very risky to temper the Baby Zhan Sword with five-color lightning, and even the sword spirit of the Baby Zhan Sword may collapse at any time, Ye admits that it is all worth it.

Once the Infant-Slaying Sword is successfully forged by the Qi of Primal Chaos, it will be comparable to a holy weapon, or even far surpassed a holy weapon, and will become the embryonic form of an imperial weapon!

Just now when Ye Cheng shaped the Nascent Soul with the energy of chaos, Ye Cheng had such a reverie.

When Chaos Ye Cheng was transformed, he had also transformed into 'Sword of Immortals', 'Jiuzhou Cauldron', 'Yanhuang Pagoda', etc. These all gave Ye Cheng inspiration. Since Chaos Ye Cheng can use the energy of chaos to shape weapons, he has no reason to do so. less than.

In the entire fairy world, there has never been a heavenly emperor who used the mother stone of chaos to create emperor soldiers, and Ye Cheng was the first!
"when!"

The infant-killing sword clanged, and the blade exploded, turning into countless black and green fragments. One could vaguely see a three or four-year-old girl, like a porcelain doll, writhing in pain. Her snow-white body, It was full of cracks, as if it would explode at any moment.

"Ah! Master, I can't take it anymore!"

Sakura kept screaming.

Ye Cheng's expression was calm, and he continued to use the energy of chaos to forge it. He tried to fuse and reassemble the fragments of the Zhanying Sword, but every time he was about to restore it, he failed. The energy of chaos was repelling the Zhanying Sword.

Ye Cheng frowned slightly, he thought for a moment, then gently raised his hand, a trace of the original power of the Emperor of Heaven gushed out from his fingertips, submerged into the chaotic atmosphere, and guided it.

"Boom!"

The five-colored lightning fell and hit the fragments of the Zhanying Sword continuously. The sword spirit Sakura was already dying, becoming more and more illusory, as if it would disperse at any time.

"Master, I'm about to die..."

Xiao Ying said softly, her eyes were loose, her hands and feet had disappeared, only her body remained.

But the situation has improved. The fragments of the Infant Slaying Sword have all flown back and are slowly merging. Although they haven't formed yet, at least they are no longer repulsive. They already have a rough prototype...

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When the five-color thunder tribulation fell, everyone in the entire Xianzhen Pavilion retreated. They were watching the battle outside, not daring to take a step beyond the thunder.

Seeing Ye Cheng refine the magic weapon with the power of thunder calamity, all of them stared blankly, as if they had been petrified.

"He is going against the sky! The five-color thunder calamity is so terrifying. Most of the buildings in the Xianzhen Pavilion, and even a few sacred mountains in the central area, were turned into powder under the five-color thunder calamity. Jie, refining a flying sword?"

"It's too terrifying. Even the Great Yi Tianzun of the Chinese race back then didn't have such strength?"

It has never been heard in ancient times, who has such courage, when he survived the thunder calamity, he did not go all out, and used the power of the thunder calamity to refine the magic weapon!
At the same time, more than a dozen semi-sages had already rushed to the outside of the Xianzhen Pavilion. They stepped on the void and came at an extremely fast speed. When they saw Ye Chengwen sitting in the center of the five-color thunder tribulation, all of them changed color.

"Is this the Chinese youth?"

A half-sage spoke, he was wearing a black robe, and he was also carrying an ancient sword, his eyes were full of cold light.

Everyone looked at him, and they were slightly startled. This is a semi-sage of the Zhao clan, named Zhao Jianchen, who is well-versed in the way of swordsmanship. He once climbed into the sky and chopped off a meteorite several kilometers in size at an altitude of tens of thousands of meters. !
Zhao Jianchen's background is frighteningly large. He is of the same generation as the ancient sage of the Zhao clan. He has been stuck in the half-sage realm for 170 years, and he has never taken that step. Within the Zhao clan, this half-sage's status is even higher than that of the patriarch. Not a lot.

"Zhao Jianchen, what are you going to do?"

The branch master of Xianzhen Pavilion frowned, with a hint of warning in his tone.

Zhao Jianchen glanced at the branch master of Xianzhen Pavilion, and said with a smirk: "Master of the Golden Pavilion, this son killed the heir of my Zhao clan, and will never die with my Zhao clan. Xianzhen Pavilion has nothing to do with the world. Pavilion Master, do you want to keep this son?"

The Lord of the Golden Pavilion was full of sacred power, and said with his hands behind his back: "This person is a guest of my Xianzhen Pavilion. Since he is still in the Xianzhen Pavilion, he is under the protection of the Xianzhen Pavilion! If he leaves the Xianzhen Pavilion, no matter whether he lives or dies, Everything has nothing to do with Xianzhen Pavilion!"

The holy prestige struck, Zhao Jianchen stepped into the void, and took a few steps back. He is only a semi-holy, although he is infinitely close to the realm of a saint, but he is not a saint after all, his face changed slightly, and after a cold snort, he said: "Okay! Wait here, unless this son does not step out of Xianzhen Pavilion for the rest of his life, we must not keep him!"

In the depths of Zhao Jianchen's eyes, a trace of fear flashed.

'Just started to condense the Nascent Soul, and went through the five-color thunder tribulation, this child's talent is too terrifying!Even Ling Xiao, the five-element spirit body, is only a mere three-color thunder robbery. Those old guys from the Ling family don't leave him all day long to guard him. I can't even find a chance to assassinate Ling Xiao! '

Not only Zhao Jianchen, but also the semi-sages of other ancient clans had similar thoughts in their hearts.

"This Chinese can't stay. The Great Yi Tianzun thousands of years ago led the Chinese into the Ziwei Starfield. He almost became the master of the Ziwei Starfield as a group of outsiders. If it wasn't for the Jinwu Royal Family , I am afraid that the entire Ziwei Starfield is already dominated by the Chinese! 'Another half-saint thought to himself, and at the same time transmitted sound to the other ancient half-saints, discussing.

"When he leaves the range of Xianzhen Pavilion, kill him immediately!" A half-saint wearing a golden crown on his head and holding his hands behind his back transmitted the voice.

"This...he has no grievances with us. As us, if we attack a monk in the early stage of Nascent Soul, I'm afraid it will be true?" The other half-sage frowned slightly.

"No matter what, this son can't stay!" A half saint shook his head.

"You know, he is going through the five-color catastrophe! Once this child grows up, there will be no place for me to stand in the entire Ziwei Starfield! Think about the Chinese Dayi Tianzun back then. When he was a saint, Sweeping the entire Ziwei Starfield, it is rare to meet an opponent, and everyone bows their heads, does anyone remember the humiliation of the year? Do you want to do it again?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone was silent.

Although they were not from that era, but hearing their fathers tell about that era, for the ancients, it was an era full of shame.

Back then, the Great Yi Tianzun of the Chinese race was sanctified in the Ziwei Starfield. In the end, with his own strength, he overwhelmed more than a dozen ancient sage families back then, making everyone bow their heads. The world, that is, that era, countless Chinese people set off from the earth, set foot on the ancient road of starry sky, and went to the Ziwei Starfield.

But later, Tianzun Dayi entered the deeper part of the universe and encountered many great enemies. The biggest opponent among them was the Ten Golden Crow Sons of the Golden Crow Royal Family. Zhang Shengong shot and killed nine of them!

The Mahayana of the Jinwu royal family was furious, and the three Mahayana monks shot at the same time and killed Dayi Tianzun.

At the same time, the Golden Crow royal family mobilized and almost wiped out all the Chinese people in the world of cultivating immortals. The Chinese people had no choice but to retreat to their home planet, cut off the ancient road to the starry sky, and exiled their home star to the wild star field. Bloodbath and liquidation of the Golden Crow royal family.

If it wasn't for the Golden Crow royal family, the entire Ziwei Starfield would already be dominated by the Chinese people, and now there is a Chinese person like Ye Cheng who is almost a monster, and only in the early stage of Yuanying, he passed the five-color thunder tribulation, and everyone panicked. Afraid of repeating the scene of the year!
"This kind of person should be strangled in the cradle and not allowed to grow!"

"Kill him, and there will be no second big game in the Ziwei Starfield!" a half-sage roared.

"kill!"

At this moment, a semi-sage ignored the majesty of Xianzhen Pavilion and directly attacked. He turned into a rainbow and approached Ye Chengxi, who was hundreds of miles away.

Someone took the lead, and the other dozen or so half-sages also gave up their efforts and shot together.

"What! How dare you!"

The Lord of the Golden Pavilion was furious, he never expected that this group of people would actually dare to attack within the scope of the Xianzhen Pavilion.

But it's too late for him to say anything now. There are a total of fourteen semi-sacred powerhouses from various ancient clans, and several of them are from the same ancient clan.Fourteen half-sages fight together, even if a real saint comes, they may all be hated!
"Ok?"

Ye Cheng raised his brows, feeling a sense of crisis, looked sideways, and happened to see the fourteen semi-sages killed by Tatian, his eyes turned cold, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Unexpectedly, this emperor has just given birth to a baby, and someone will come to die. If this is the case, let's use your blood sacrifice to refine the prototype of the emperor's army!"

(End of this chapter)