Chaos Yin Yang Art

Chapter 628
"Buzz!"

Under the impact of spiritual power, the surrounding void continuously made vibrations, and then, the pieces of color like white clouds were finally in sight, showing signs of being torn apart.

It's just that in the next moment, Ye Chen saw that these white cloud-like things were restored before they were completely torn apart. The speed was so fast that Ye Chen was dumbfounded.

Even in the real space, the speed of recovery is not so fast. This is the Heavenly Palace, so there are indeed some ways.

However, since spiritual power can tear it apart, it means that breaking it with force may be the worst strategy, but it is still a way. Ye Chen doesn't have much time to waste in fearless thinking of other ways to crack it Next, for him, this is the best way.

"Ghost Flame!"

Ye Chen snorted softly, and shot out again. The dark white flames sprayed out, turning into a sea of ​​flames, icy cold and high temperature, covering the surrounding area after a while.

"laugh!"

A series of harsh voices resounded quickly, and then, the white eyes, wrapped in the white flames, began to collapse rapidly, and Ye Chen also moved forward quickly.

Borrowing the power of the Nether Demonic Flame, the front line of sight gradually widens, but this place seems to be a land of jeopardy, even if there is no piece of whiteness to block the line of sight, nothing can be seen from the front.

Here, it seems that there is really a world of nothingness.

But if you think about it carefully, there is nothing strange about it. Just the appearance of Tiangong, its size is tens of thousands of feet, and the space inside is naturally vast and boundless.

The former overlord of Tianyuan Continent, and the Tiangong that suppressed countless evil races, if there is no such method, I am afraid it will be a bit unbelievable.

Now, as long as the Nether Demonic Flame can show its effect, Ye Chen is not too eager. Could it be that all the places he passes along the way are like this?

All the way forward, time passed quickly, and it took about an hour to pass by silently.

With Ye Chen's speed, in such a time, it is enough to fly over a thousand miles. However, now, it is still covered by that color. The front, such a color, seems to be endless, and the rear, under the shadow of the Nether Demon Flame. After the passage, the space also recovered at an extremely fast speed.

And not long after, this space returned to its original state.

Looking at it right now, Ye Chen looks like a person who is digging. He desperately digs a road in front of him. When the road appears, he just lets him move on, and then the road disappears.

In the unchanging environment and colors, even Ye Chen felt a trace of impatience. Under such impatience, the Nether Demon Flame became more violent in this space. Its source has been released.

However, no matter how the Nether Demonic Flames were cast, or how fast Ye Chen was, they did not change the current situation. What he encountered seemed to be a strange world with no end.

In such an environment, Ye Chen's patience gradually became worse and worse, and even a trace of madness surged in his pupils, and the spiritual power accompanied by the ghost flames, at a faster speed, Going to impact the surrounding world, the entire space, has the potential to collapse.

"The Immeasurable Mirror, the Demon Emperor's Bell, and the Great Yu Divine Cauldron, come out for me!"

"Yan!"

As soon as Ye Chen's drink fell, a dragon's chant suddenly resounded in his body. In this dragon's chant, there was an extremely domineering feeling. In that domineering, a unique pressure of the emperor quietly seeps out.

Ye Chen's heart was shaken violently, and after a moment, he immediately woke up.

"hateful!"

After waking up, he put away everything, even the spiritual power and ghost flames, sat down cross-legged, and looked ahead quietly.

At that moment, he already felt out of control. The whole person just wanted to wreak havoc here crazily. It was not because of the real spirit of the Zijin True Dragon that woke him up. Now Ye Chen has entered the In a state of madness.

And in that state, Ye Chen couldn't deduce exactly what kind of consequences he would face, but he knew that after going crazy, he was very likely to remain crazy forever.

Thinking of the consequences, Ye Chen couldn't help but tremble a little.

This vast space is not only a huge illusion, but also can erode the minds of others. This Tiangong is really powerful enough!

Now that he is awake, he will naturally find a way to break these.

Ye Chen restrained his mind, closed his eyes slightly, and when the kung fu was running, he seemed like an old monk in meditation, sitting still, like a green hill.

"When the mind is calm, the mind is clear. Use the heart instead of the eyes to see the world!"

After Ye Chen completely calmed down all the previous emotions, such a sentence naturally appeared in his mind, and then his mind flickered, as if turning into eyes, and then the eyes were white, at this moment, it was like remnant snow meeting a raging fire , quickly faded away.

In just a few seconds, the surrounding world has changed!

Ye Chen just opened his eyes, and a sense of surprise surged in the depths of his pupils. There was a square under his feet. Although the square was very large, at Ye Chen's speed, he could cross it very quickly and reach the end of the square. .

But before that, for nearly two hours, it turned out that it had been spinning around here.

At the end of the square, stands a seemingly magnificent palace. Here, it looks extremely peaceful, without any other atmosphere, peaceful, like a paradise.

Many years have passed, and it seems that there is no trace of the previous great war in Tiangong, only a sense of bleakness due to the passage of time, floating here faintly, shocking people's hearts.

After standing for a while, Ye Chen set off and walked towards the palace.

Pushing open the gate of the palace, everything in the main hall should remain as it was before. Everything is orderly and orderly, without any sense of chaos. However, here, Ye Chen finally sensed the familiar breath, those breaths, Belongs to the evil race!

"Finally found it!"

Ye Chen murmured softly, and suddenly speeded up, following the aura, he shuttled through the main hall like lightning, and after a while, he swept out from behind the main hall, and the scenery in front of him suddenly changed drastically.

The empty ground is covered with a layer of gray color, which makes the place look a bit dull, and the huge ravines criss-cross, bringing out traces that look a little hideous, making this place look a little shocking.

A depressing and cold atmosphere permeates every corner here, lingering!

Ye Chen couldn't imagine what kind of battle Tiangong encountered when it was the first to bear the brunt, but the scene here seemed to allow him to simply draw a picture in his mind.

And that kind of gloomy chill was like a tarsal maggot. When Ye Chen appeared here, he entangled him crazily. Although he didn't feel any substantial damage, the feeling was extremely uncomfortable.

Not only that, Ye Chen even sensed that the chill entering his body was actually eroding his spiritual power.

If you let them continue, I'm afraid that after a long time, your own spiritual power will turn into these cold chills that you can't control.

Ye Chen's mind immediately moved, and the ghostly flames immediately rose out, and the icy cold and high temperature permeated, quickly burning those cold chills away, and his face became softer at this time.

"Those evil races from outside this world are really difficult to deal with."

Of course, Ye Chen could sense that these auras were the auras formed after the fall of those evil races. After thousands of years, instead of dissipating, they became more and more intense.

This level of coldness, even if it is caught off guard, is difficult to cause too much threat to martial arts masters. Afterwards, as long as you practice hard, you can get rid of it.

However, after many years, I am afraid that even a master of the Tianwu realm will suffer a big loss.

The birth of Tiangong this time is not a bad thing, otherwise, if the coldness reaches a certain extreme level in Tiangong and erupts, it may bring even more crisis to Tianyuan Continent.

Now, Ye Chen somewhat understood why Zhuoyi and the others cared so much. Although they had never entered, they had heard Liu Wuxin and others mention the situation inside.

If the situation in Tiangong continues, it will be even more difficult to clean up in the future.

"Now, it's time to do something. Demon Emperor Bell!"

A ray of light wrapped around the Demon Emperor's Bell flashed out of the body, immediately suspended above the sky, and then spread like lightning, and finally enveloped the entire land, a powerful wave Strength also erupted immediately.

"laugh!"

On this ground, there are countless cold chills. At this moment, without any resistance, they are all forced to rush towards the Demon Emperor's Bell. After a few minutes, it seems that there are finally one after another in this space. Vitality, seeping out from nothingness.

As the coldness was continuously taken away by the Demon Emperor's Bell, it felt like the space here gradually became firmer. At the same time, Ye Chen even sensed that one after another remnants appeared from nothingness. idea.

These ideas, without exception, expressed their gratitude to Ye Chen.

At this time, Ye Chen understood that these thoughts were the heroic spirits who suppressed this place, and they should all be masters of Tiangong before they were alive.

No matter what the former Tiangong was like, because they were forced to do nothing for Tianyuan Continent, they always fought on this continent to the end until Tiangong was destroyed, so Ye Chen deserves respect in his heart.

"Seniors, you can go there with peace of mind. Our juniors will find a way to finish what you have not done in the past." Facing the sky, Ye Chen clasped his fists and said.

"call!"

In the space between heaven and earth, there was a strong wind, and the countless ideas quickly gathered in one place, as if turning into a huge torrent of energy, floating above the sky. ． ． ．

(End of this chapter)