The ancestor of the Saiyans

Chapter 298 Abyss No.30 Sixth Floor

"This person has such a strong aura, at least he is a (quasi-holy and eleventh-level) powerhouse of the eleventh-level god emperor. What kind of person hurt him? If you want to defeat a god emperor-level eleventh-level powerhouse, at least two above the same level”

Said in the voice of Bing Xinming Shenhuang, with a slightly surprised tone.

"Go and see, don't you know!"

Ye Chenxing said calmly, stepped out, quietly passed the seriously injured emperor, and went straight to the direction he came here.

He stepped into the No.30 fifth floor of the abyss just to find the No.30 sixth floor and break through himself. If he didn't go there because of the danger, then there would be no god emperor above the eleventh level on the No.30 fifth floor.

Almost instantly, after a few seconds, Ye Chenxing felt the difference in the world not far away, and a faint aura of endless six realms of reincarnation filled the surroundings, and he saw a huge abyss as far as he could see. The waist was broken, and endless mist radiated from it, which went straight to Jiuyou and cut off the sky.

"It should be here!"

Ye Chenxing said to himself, and strode out, standing on top of the abyss, the closer he got, the stronger the aura of reincarnation became, and at the same time, he could see blood dripping around him, and there were two corpses, both ( Quasi-Holy Eleventh Heaven) God Emperor Eleventh Level, the Underworld God Emperor who just stepped here, but he just died here, and the blood has not yet solidified.

"careful!"

Bing Xinming Shenhuang couldn't help but said,
"There is a lot of resentment here. It may be left by the Creator God. Although there may be some opportunities in it, the danger is also extremely high. Although your cultivation level may also be the Creator God (saint), you are careless. Come on, even if you don't die, you may be seriously injured!"

As soon as he said that, Ye Chenxing's expression changed, and he hesitated.

He didn't expect that a person he just met for the first time would remind him of this, but it's a pity that he is not the creator god (saint).

I am the father of Chuangshishen.

However, at the next moment, a strange sound came out from the abyss, like a strange musical note, and the moment it fell into Ye Chenxing's ears, it made Ye Chenxing feel the breath of the six realms of reincarnation!
For countless years, Ye Chenxing has been constantly stabilizing his own Heavenly Dao Realm 45-level middle-term stability through Ye Chenxing.

Ye Chenxing has reached the mid-level 45th stage of the Heavenly Dao Realm for a long time, but Ye Chenxing just can't break through.

So Ye Chenxing kept walking in the chaos, just to allow himself to break through the stage of his cultivation.

And before the first layer of the abyss, this feeling resurfaced again, making Ye Chenxing think that there is something here that can attract him. !
Although this feeling is not strong, but at Ye Chenxing's level, it can already attract Ye Chenxing's attention. "

Ye Chenxing said to Bingxin Mingshenhuang with a smile, "I'm not the creator god of your Pantian world."

I am the sage of heaven, and your creator gods are nothing but bigger ants in front of me. "

As soon as he said that, Ye Chenxing moved his body and stepped out with one step. He jumped directly into the abyss No. 30 directly between the layers of black mist, his body descended extremely fast, looking extremely dangerous.

Leaving behind Bing Xin Ming Shen Huang who was watching in awe. "

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What is the depth of this abyss? I don't know how many thousands of meters it is. Under Ye Chenxing's rapid descent, he only relies on his body to defend. "

The strong wind flowing in the sixth floor of Abyss No. 30 is enough to tear apart the body of a quasi-holy eleventh heaven and turn it into nothingness, but it is dispensable to Ye Chenxing.

The air wave tore apart, and the figure was like a sword!
For half a stick of incense, Ye Chenxing's whole body was in this sinking state. Finally, after descending an unknown number of thousands of meters, he was on the No. 30 sixth floor of the abyss.

Ye Chenxing's pupils shrink at a glance, because he is already a vast underground world, and this place is not a ruin, but a piece of... .Huge underground palace.

It can be said that the practice here is extremely vast and solemn, and I don't know how much time it took. Even if it is thousands of years, the rows of buildings have passed, except for that kind of thick dust, which can already vaguely include the sky. What a majestic place, all made of many precious materials.

It is conceivable that this place used to be an incomparably grand place, and it must have been an underground palace where an ancient saint could have been erected. It is a pity that after some kind of war, it is the present incompleteness.

Ye Chenxing counted, Ye Chenxing's eyes moved, he already understood the rules of the sixth floor of Abyss No.30, and he also knew that there were too many sacrifices on this road, countless emperors of the eleventh level in the eternal time was buried by it.

And what fell into Ye Chenxing's eyes at the next moment was the entrance on the sixth floor of No. 30. This is the former residence of the God of Creation. Although it has been dilapidated, these three words symbolize a great opportunity.

However, these have no effect on Ye Chenxing.

Thousands of miles away from Ye Chenxing, there is a portal, revealing endless depths, which is obviously where one can enter the underground palace.

Next to the gate of the underground palace, there is a bronze statue, as huge as a hill, with sharp edges and corners, holding an ordinary bronze giant sword.

It's just that the statue no longer has a head, but the terrifying aura spread out, already shaking the world and freezing the space, even Ye Chenxing felt a little surprised when he glanced at it.

An ancient puppet, the level of the creator god, that is, a saint. "

However, Ye Chenxing just felt curious because he had never seen the fighting power of a puppet-level saint. "

Once again, he calculated with his fingers, and understood that in the ancient times, Pantian had refined countless amazing things, and this kind of bronze puppet was one of them.

Once it is successfully refined, this thing will become the most powerful war machine, only the will given to him by the strong in the past, it is extremely loyal, and it is not afraid of life and death.

Unexpectedly, Fellow Daoist Pantian could refine such a thing. Although it has no effect against the Dao Realm of Heaven, it is already invincible against the saint. "

Even a saint would have a headache if he met him.

Ye Chenxing saw the blood on the bronze giant sword at a glance. The blood is still fresh. It should be left by the eleventh-level god emperors from the fifth floor of No.30. It was the bronze puppet who was seriously injured. , Killed two people in a row, and one fled.

Ye Chenxing took a step forward, and as he moved forward,

Whoosh!
With just one step, Ye Chenxing has already moved tens of thousands of miles, his eyes narrowed slightly, but in his eyes, the only entrance to the underground palace is constantly zooming in.

The figure is flying at high speed, moving in the void, calm as a virgin, moving like thunder!

(End of this chapter)