come to the heavens

Chapter 226

Even with Shi Zhixuan's current strength, Ye Chen would not dare to fight head-on with him. He could only abuse him by relying on his incomparably exquisite phantom body skills and immortal seven phantoms. The three holy monks were extra careful after knowing his strength, and the three joined forces to surround him and could only rely on exquisite moves to besiege him.

This is the legendary "one force drop ten times". When the power is strong enough, it doesn't matter whether the moves are exquisite or not. One punch blasts the air column across the sky, and no one dares to block it.

Ye Chen remained motionless under the siege of the three people. The Venerable Emperor Xin threw his stick and punched him in the back. His extremely thick muscles bulged up a fleshy bag to withstand the fist. Come on, Ye Chen punched down with a backhand, Venerable Emperor Xin quickly stepped back three steps, stomped his feet on the ground and flew up to the top of his head, and pointed the index finger of his right hand to the Baihui acupoint on top of his head.

"It's you who's waiting!"

A trace of cruelty flashed in Ye Chen's eyes, his thick waist twisted violently, and the strength of more than [-] tons in his whole body was completely mobilized. The acceleration of force crushed the air, and amidst a piercing burst of air, his thick thighs were wrapped in milky white sonic boom clouds across the sky.

"Her Majesty, be careful!"

Master Jiaxiang stared wide-eyed, his white beard trembled without wind, and his monk's robe bulged and fluttered. He opened his mouth and roared out an authentic Buddhist lion's roar, which turned into a cone-shaped sound wave like a substance and rushed towards Ye Chen.

But it was too late, the speed of the sound was very fast, but the speed of Ye Chen's leg had exceeded the speed of sound, and the speed of the whip leg sweeping down had exceeded the speed of sound. power, wan

Like a pillar supporting the sky toppled over, it hit the Venerable Emperor Xin who was in the air.

Venerable Emperor Xin only had time to retract his fingers and transform his fists to protect his body with his hands crossed. The unimaginable force crushed the mountains and seas. His arms groaned unbearably. In the next second, the monk's robes where his thighs and arms were intersected were shattered. Then the skin of the arm exploded, the muscles shattered, and a terrifying force swept down. There were two crackling sounds in the shattered blood mist, and both arms were twisted, broken, and bent into a strange shape at the same time.

And this is not the end, the power of more than [-] tons will not be reduced due to injury, the remaining power forcibly crushed his arms and blasted him on the chest of Venerable Emperor Xin, he could no longer bear a mouthful of blood mist in the muffled groan, The whole person soared into the air and flew into the distance.

As soon as Ye Chenfu fell to the ground, a big hole exploded under his feet, and he forcibly turned around and rushed towards the fallen Venerable Emperor Xin.

Cutting the weeds means getting rid of the roots, and now that you have turned your back on it, you have to kill it all.

But at this time, Master Daoxin and Master Jiaxiang had reacted, and Master Jiaxiang, who had the highest cultivation level among the four holy monks, roared angrily:

"Evil barrier dare you!"

His whole life's cultivation was gathered with one finger, and he hit Ye Chen's waist in the air. Ye Chen, who was about to kill Emperor Xin, felt a sharp pain in his waist, and his power suddenly leaked out. At this time, Master Daoxin flew over to catch Emperor Xin. Venerable Xin drew back more than ten steps. Seeing that chasing and killing was impossible, he turned around and stared at Master Jiaxiang. The murderous intent in his eyes was like boiling oil, almost overflowing his eye sockets. , a blood-colored phantom appeared vaguely, but it was not clear what it was.

Although Master Jiaxiang was extremely angry, he did not lose his mind. After making a contribution with one finger, he drew back and joined Master Daoxin, and suddenly shouted loudly:

"Everyone, this fang has been controlled by the evil thoughts in the evil emperor's relic, and it has already become a demon. Its cultivation level is rare in the world, and it has become a great harm. If you let it go today, your cultivation level will go further in the future, and no one will be able to do it." In the future, the common people in the world will fall into the shadow of the devil, and those who are present today will be the targets of his revenge in the future. The poor monk implores you to help and eradicate this devil!"

"You are seeking your own death!"

The anger in Ye Chen's heart boiled again, and these monks were there all the time, accusing himself of crimes over and over again, which made him laugh angrily. If it wasn't for a figure walking from the other side of the street to mentally lock him, he really wanted to Hammer the four old monks to death.

He turned around slowly, and the figure on the other side of the street had appeared in front of him. It was a middle-aged monk in gray robes.

The monk's appearance is very ordinary, the kind that is thrown away in the crowd and forgotten, but his body exudes a detached aura, his eyes are clear and energetic, his gray monk robe is covered with patches, and the whitening of the starch is very clean. Stepping on the ground with bare feet, but it is spotless, and walking with a string of shiny beads in his hands, like a Buddha who has descended into the mundane world.

"Heavenly Absolute Monk Wuxiang!"

Seeing him at the first glance, Ye Chen recognized the monk's identity, or guessed it.

In this world, apart from the Four Great Sacred Monks, only the Tianjue Seng Wuxiang, one of the top ten great masters, has such a demeanor. I heard from Changqingmeng Youcui that the Tianjue Seng is also a descendant, but Ye Chen never heard of it. There is nothing in him that looks like a descendant. If he hadn't known about it a long time ago, he would definitely think that Wuxiang is a master born and bred in this world.

Tianjue Seng Wuxiang walked slowly in front of Ye Chen, clasped his hands together and said:
"Amitabha, I never want to meet Master Ye!"

His voice has a strange power that can calm people's minds. Even Ye Chen was affected, and the anger in his heart disappeared unconsciously. :
"Master Wuxiang, did you also come to subjugate demons?"

"no!"

Tianjue monk shook his head in denial, and said:

"The poor monk came here to persuade Master Ye to leave."

"what???"

He didn't react for a while, and at this moment Wuxiang said it again, but it was just a voice transmission:
"I want you to come back! As long as you are willing to come back, I can compensate you for all your losses."

Ye Chen's eyes turned cold, and he said via voice transmission:

"You can't afford it. My golden body is not bad now, far surpassing ordinary grandmasters, second only to grand masters. Soon my cultivation base will be even higher than that of grand masters. In the future, it is possible to even shatter the void, and the shattered void will be immortal." , such a cultivation level, what compensation do you get?"

Wu Xiang murmured, he was right, in the Tower of Eternity, the internal force can be increased by crystallizing the source force, but the horizontal exercise can only be done step by step, there is no shortcut, like Ye Chen who cultivated the horizontal exercise to This level is already a miracle, and no one will give up.

So, he pondered for a while, then slowly raised his head, the expression in his eyes remained unchanged, but his tone was completely opposite to before:

"You're right, I can't afford it, so I can only force you to leave."

As soon as the words fell, his breath suddenly increased, his eyes were indifferent, and a layer of golden aura appeared on his body, turning into a Buddha. It looked like a golden Buddha taller than Ye Chen.

(End of this chapter)