Rebirth of the Invincible Emperor

Chapter 587
"Hmph! You're still stubborn when you're about to die, but don't worry, we won't kill you. You've already been very high in the way of alchemy, so I'm going to save your life. I forgot to tell you, my name is Qin Yuchan!" Fairy Chan sneered, her eyes flickered, and her gestures were filled with a sense of killing while carrying a sense of immortality.

"I see." Ye Cheng nodded.

At this time, the ancient well of the ancestor of the Qin clan was silent, and he said calmly, "Yuchan, you did a good job. After today, you can return to the Qin clan!"

"Thank you, Patriarch!" Fairy Yuchan blushed with excitement.

It's good that she is from the Qin clan, but her background is humble. Although her father is a high-ranking Qin clan, her mother is a maidservant, so Fairy Yuchan was expelled from the Qin clan as soon as she was born. It will shame the Qin family.

As Fairy Yuchan grew up, her appearance became more and more beautiful until she became the number one beauty in the Ziwei Starfield, but her inner inferiority complex could not be erased. This time, if you take down Ye Cheng, a member of the Chinese clan, she will be able to return to the Qin clan as the daughter of the Qin clan!

"Father……"

Fairy Yuchan's eyes were blurred, and she looked at a half-sage in the void, but that half-sage of the Qin clan had a calm expression, and seemed to have not noticed Fairy Yuchan's gaze at all.

"Everyone, don't waste time, activate the magic circle, seal this place, don't let a fly escape!"

"Boom!"

Accompanied by a loud noise, the vicinity of the Yuque Pavilion trembled, and the energy in the depths of the earth surged, like an earth dragon turning over, boulders rolled around, thick smoke surged, and smoke and dust rose everywhere, like a typhoon passing through.

A black light curtain shot straight into the sky, sealing off this void, and sealing Ye Cheng and everyone in it.

The people present, not only the Qin family, but also the ancestors of the Zhao family and the Lin family were all present. There was a trace of indifferent smile at the corner of their mouths, piercing the bone.

outside world.

"What's going on at Yuque Pavilion?"

With such a big commotion, all the guests in the Ziwei Pavilion were startled. They rushed into the void and looked in the direction of the Yuque Pavilion. Their eyes were pitch black, and they couldn't see clearly what was going on inside the black light curtain.

"Too bad, Fairy Yuchan is still inside!"

"It must be someone from the Chinese tribe who intends to misbehave Fairy Yuchan!"

Many men were extremely excited, their eyes were red, and they were about to rush forward to attack the black light curtain.

"puff!"

However, the moment they hit the black light curtain, they were repelled back, spurting out a mouthful of blood, and their eyes were filled with horror.

At the same time, in the Yuque Pavilion, Ye Cheng stood with his hands behind his hands, on the roof of the largest attic, scanning the surrounding enemies, his eyes were calm, unexpectedly these people also set up a formation to surround him in.

'That's fine, none of them can run away, so I'll have to chase them one by one when the time comes. 'Ye Cheng sneered secretly.

"Hua Clan, you kill my younger brother Zhao Jianchen, this feud is irreconcilable!" the ancestor of the Zhao Clan scolded.

Five years ago, Zhao Jianchen, the swordsman of the Qin clan, besieged and killed Ye Cheng in the Xianzhen Pavilion, and was killed by Ye Chengzhen. At that time, he and the Qin clan had formed an incomprehensible enmity.

"Boy, you killed a half-sage of my Lin clan, and you killed my descendants of the Lin clan. Today you can't escape!" The saint ancestor of the Lin clan stepped forward, grinning in his green clothes, with a murderous air.

"Why should I run?" Ye Cheng said lightly, he stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes full of pride.

"Unexpectedly, you actually set up a magic circle, and now even your own retreat is blocked. I really don't know, are you smart or stupid!"

Ye Cheng said, shaking his head and sighing softly.

"Hmph, it's already this time, and you're still pretending to take him down, save his life, and destroy his dantian and his cultivation!" The ancestor of the Qin clan snorted coldly, and followed his order.

More than a dozen semi-saints crushed here, carrying a terrifying holy power. Even if a saint is here, if he is besieged by more than a dozen semi-saints, he will most likely be hated!
"Crash!"

A large piece of fairy light came down, as if it was about to break through the sky, and pressed down on Ye Cheng with a destructive force.

"boom!"

Ye Cheng did not retreat but advanced, and climbed to the sky. The attic under him, because he could not bear the pressure of Shengwei, exploded in an instant, countless pieces of wood flew across, and was razed to the ground in an instant. A deep pit of tens of feet was left behind.

Facing more than a dozen semi-sages, Ye Cheng had no pressure. He struck out with a thunderbolt, and condensed into a huge handprint with a palm. Everyone could even see that in the void, there was a black dragon condensed into shape.

Canglong Seal!
This is one of Ye Cheng's many methods. Before he became the emperor of heaven, he had already comprehended this secret technique thoroughly. Even if he has not specially practiced it in this life, he can use it at will.

"Ow!"

The sound of the dragon chant came one after another, making everyone present, even the three holy ancestors of the Qin, Lin, and Zhao clans, tremble all over.Ye Cheng's slap was really terrifying, he even hit a black dragon with astonishing momentum!

"puff!"

"puff!"

In the void, seven or eight bloody flowers exploded in succession, the blood splashed, and the flesh and blood were separated. Ye Cheng's slap directly slapped six or seven half-sages to death. These six or seven half-sages were wiped out on the spot. None of the Nascent Soul escaped from the body.

Most of the other half-saints were also seriously injured. Their bodies were cracked, blood was spurted wildly, and they kept retreating, their expressions horrified.

"Father, be careful!"

Fairy Yuchan exclaimed, her father was also one of the group of semi-saints, at this moment he was spitting out blood, was seriously injured, and kept retreating in the void, but his life was not in danger.

"Hiss! How is this possible..."

Qin Clan, Lin Clan, and Zhao Clan were stunned and gasped. Even if they made a move, it would be impossible for them to kill the semi-sacred existence. They felt that something was not good.

The Chinese people in front of them don't seem to be sick cats, and they can let them handle it. This is a fierce tiger, which can fiercely resist when being besieged by everyone!

"what?"

Fairy Yuchan's beautiful eyes widened, and a trace of deep horror flashed in her eyes. It was really terrifying. Fairy Yuchan didn't even dare to think of killing six or seven half-sages with a single slap.

"kill!"

Ye Cheng took the initiative to attack, and the remaining semi-saints were no match for him at all. The Canglong seal continued to fall, and the sound of dragon chant continued in the void, and great terror appeared!
Outside, everyone looked in the direction of Yuque Pavilion, their eyes filled with horror, their hands and feet trembled uncontrollably, even through the power of the magic circle, they could feel that within this black light curtain, something was happening Terrible thing!

"puff!"

"puff!"

The blood suddenly appeared, and the screams continued. Ye Cheng slapped down, and some half-saints were slapped into flesh, and some half-saints had their spines broken, and their bodies were still fleeing in the void, with blood flowing from their bodies. very horrible.

"Ah! Holy Ancestor, help!"

"He's a devil, he's a devil!"

All the half-sages screamed and fell continuously. From Ye Cheng's attack to the present, in just a few dozen breaths, thirteen or four half-sages have already fallen, completely dead.

"Chinese people, you are courting death!"

Among the thirteen or four semi-sages, the Qin clan accounted for six or seven of them. Among them, there were many people with excellent talents and the appearance of becoming saints, but they were beheaded like this.

After the ancestor of the Qin clan roared angrily, he raised his sleeve robe and sacrificed a huge black iron mountain. This is his holy Taoist soldier. The whole body is dark and looks very heavy. This black iron mountain is covered with dao patterns , Blooming a mysterious light, very extraordinary.

"Boom!"

Xuantie Mountain was pressing towards Ye Cheng, like Mount Tai pressing down on the top, rumbling and deafening.

"Whoosh!"

Ye Cheng's expression was fierce, a red-green flying sword shot out from his body, he directly sacrificed the infant-slaying sword, facing the pressing Xuantie Mountain, and slashed across with it.

"Clang!"

Xuantie Mountain trembled violently, and then a sword light pierced through its body. The Xuantie Mountain, which was hundreds of feet in size, was cut in half by this sword energy, and split in the void. , falling towards the ground.

"How is it possible, my Black Iron Mountain!"

The ancestor of the Qin clan screamed, blood and tears welled up in his eyes, he was startled and angry.

"This kid is weird, let's do it together!"

The ancestor of the Zhao clan said in a deep voice, looking at the ancestor of the Lin clan.

"Zheng!"

The ancestor of the Zhao clan took the lead, and he sacrificed a flying sword, which was four feet long, with ancient runes engraved on it, as if a real dragon was surging on the sword body. Yao Wuhui slashed towards Ye Cheng's head with an endless sword energy.

"Buzz!"

The ancestor of the Lin clan also made a move. He sacrificed a red-gold iron rod, like the legendary Ruyi golden cudgel, and the terrifying aura struck, completely locking Ye Cheng.

"kill him!"

The ancestor of the Zhao clan roared angrily, his Xuantieshan was cut open by Ye Cheng, and his strength was greatly reduced, but he still sacrificed another holy weapon and came to kill Ye Cheng.

Seeing this scene, Fairy Yuchan's delicate body stiffened, she stood in the void, her beautiful eyes were full of horror.

"It's terrible... Three saints are needed to kill him..."

Originally, these three holy ancestors came here just to observe and let the half-sage take action to suppress Ye Cheng. Unexpectedly, Ye Cheng showed a terrifying method and killed the half-sage in a row, so the three holy ancestors had to take action to suppress Ye Cheng. Kill him.

Outside, when everyone looked at it at a glance, they saw blood flashing within the black light curtain, and the terrifying aura continued to attack, making people tremble from the depths of their souls.

The three holy ancestors made a move, and if nothing happened, they would use their destructive power to suppress and kill Ye Cheng!

Ye Cheng's eyes were piercing. After he entered the middle stage of Nascent Soul, he was no longer afraid of the saint king, but the saint ancestor of the ancient clan?

"Chong!"

Ye Cheng slashed down with a sword, identifying the ancestor of the Qin clan. This sword contains the ultimate mystery of the way of swordsmanship, and it captures people's hearts and souls.

"This is……"

The pupils of the ancestors of the Zhao clan shrank slightly. Even he couldn't comprehend such a powerful sword intent.

"what!"

The ancestor of the Qin clan screamed, his body was cut open by the sword light like tofu, and there was a gray-black gas flowing from his wound, preventing his body from healing.

"hiss!"

Seeing this, the surrounding half-sages all gasped, trembling with fright, their scalp numb, this Chinese man Ye Cheng is too terrifying, he can cut the body of a half-sage with a single sword!

Fairy Yuchan's delicate body was also cold, her heart was pounding, her pretty face was pale, without a trace of blood.

"when!"

At this moment, Ye Cheng slashed out with another sword, approaching the ancestor of the Zhao clan. He resisted with the flying sword in his hand, but how could his flying sword be the opponent of Zhanyingjian?There was a crisp sound, and it was cut in half.

"Shuzi, dare!"

The ancestor of the Zhao clan was terrified, and his face changed drastically. He stepped on the void and stepped back a dozen steps in a row, his eyes full of disbelief.

"when!"

There was another crisp sound, and the red gold iron rod of the ancestor of the Lin clan struck, piercing through the void, Ye Cheng swept across with the infant-slaying sword, the red gold iron rod was shattered, turned into countless fragments, and scattered around.

Ye Cheng slashed out three swords, and destroyed three holy Taoist soldiers. Such a terrifying method completely suppressed everyone. He was like a demon king, advancing instead of retreating, coming towards the three holy ancestors.

"Open the imprisonment of the magic circle, everyone retreat quickly, there is a problem with this son!"

The ancestors of the Qin, Lin, and Zhao clans roared, extremely anxious, and kept retreating, away from Ye Cheng.

Even the holy Taoist soldiers were destroyed by Ye Cheng's sword. It can be seen that the difference in strength is not an order of magnitude at all. If they continue to fight, they may fall here!
"What? The three holy ancestors are not his opponents..."

Hearing that the three holy ancestors were about to retreat, everyone in the circle turned pale.

A monk who controlled the magic circle trembled all over, his face was pale, and he said tremblingly: "No way...just now the Xuantie Mountain of the ancestor of the Qin clan fell and smashed a corner of the magic circle, and now the magic circle is out of order... ...unable to open...we...temporarily...temporarily unable to get out..."

"what!"

The pupils of the three holy ancestors shrank slightly, their bodies trembled slightly, and their faces instantly turned pale, as if mourning, without a trace of blood.

(End of this chapter)