Fantasy: Beginning Saint Patriarch

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Suddenly, Ye Chen felt a dangerous aura coming from behind him. He instantly pulled out his long sword, and the breath of Divine Ability suddenly burst out half a step later. He looked to the side and saw a terrifying sword light passing by Ye Chen. Pass.

Boom! ! !

The sword light cut through the air, but the powerful force cut the ancient trees along the way into ashes.

"Sword Intent? A disciple of the Fiery Sword Sect?"

Ye Chen's heart surged with anger, and he looked at the person who attacked him. It was a skinny young man who attacked him.

The young man was wearing a black Taoist robe and was obviously a core disciple of the Fiery Sword Sect. When the skinny young man saw that Ye Chen had actually dodged his attack, his expression changed slightly and he said in a solemn tone,

"I actually escaped. The green mountains remain unchanged and the green water flows forever... Farewell!"

When the voice fell, the skinny boy was about to run away, but Ye Chen just snorted coldly,

"I want to leave! It's not that easy!"

The Chaos Immortality Art was running, and the Sword Intent reached its limit. Ye Chen's body was like a ghost, instantly blocking the way of the skinny boy, and the long sword in his hand fell out of reach!

"Half step of Divine Ability Realm?"

There was fear in the skinny boy's eyes, and he hurriedly blocked the sword, sending his whole body flying away.

Wow...! ! !

A mouthful of blood gushed out from the mouth of the skinny boy. He was seriously injured with just one sword strike. He struggled to get up. He swallowed a pill, turned around and ran away.

"Can you leave?"

Ye Chen's voice fell slowly, and a sword thrust out, majestic and dazzling like a shooting star breaking through the dark night! Falling down with an unstoppable force!

"No! Don't kill me! I am a disciple of the Fiery Sword Sect! If you kill me, it will bring great disaster to your sect!"

The skinny boy screamed in fear, Ye Chen just smiled coldly,

"Ha! A big disaster? Just because of your Fiery Sword Sect! A hundred years ago, my master was able to suppress your three sects and half a step, Great Emperor. So what does it matter to you if I kill you today?"

The sword energy passed by, roaring like a devastation! The voice of the skinny boy stopped suddenly, and his body completely turned into nourishment for the vegetation in this area.

After killing the skinny boy, Ye Chen searched his storage ring and left the place. After he left, two Daoist figures fell on the place where the skinny boy was beheaded.

"There was a battle here, and there are still residual sword intentions in the air. Looking at the fragments of clothes and corpses on the ground, the person who died should be a disciple of the Fiery Sword Sect, and his cultivation level should be around the Late Stage of Mortal Transformation."

"Mortal Late Stage? Then how come he doesn't even have a chance to escape?"

"Looking at the power of Sword Intent, this disciple of the Fiery Sword Sect should have been killed by two swords."

"What? Killing the Mortal Late Stage with two swords... Could it be the Saint Child who did it?"

"We don't rule out this possibility. Let's meet up with the emperor as soon as possible and then break into the emperor's tomb together!"

The two Daoist figures chatted for a while and quickly left the place.

Ye Chen was walking blankly in the world of the Emperor's Tomb. Since he killed the young man in black, he had not met anyone again. He didn't know what the test of the Fang Emperor's Tomb was or where the opportunities were... It was too much here. It was peaceful, like a paradise in the world.

Except for the rich spiritual energy in the air, there are no opportunities or dangers in the entire world... not even the construction of the Emperor's Tomb.

Only a pointed tower stands in the center of the world.

That tower has many floors, towering directly above the clouds!

Ye Chen also went to explore the tower before. There was nothing in the tower, except for the endless stairs, it was just empty.

A month passed gradually, and when Ye Chen was about to exit the world of Emperor's Tomb, suddenly the originally peaceful world changed!

Terrifying thunderclouds filled the sky, and pieces of Quasi-Emperor treasures and even imperial treasures fell from the sky.

Countless geniuses went crazy and started fighting for the treasures. Ye Chen also took action to seize a Low Grade Emperor Treasure, then stopped taking action and quietly observed the sky.

Although there are occasional Emperor Treasures left behind, they are all Low Grade Emperor Treasures, and the treasures in the Emperor's Tomb will definitely not be limited to these.

The emperors of the three sects did not take action to seize the treasure. Instead, they led a group of sect disciples to quietly stay in one place to recuperate.

Ten days have passed again, and the world of Emperor's Tomb has been completely transformed into a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, and countless geniuses have fallen.

The treasures in the sky no longer fall, but the thunder clouds become more and more terrifying, and a throbbing and uneasy depression fills all directions.

Finally, with a terrifying thunder falling, the whole world completely exploded!

Dense thunder and lightning fell, like the end of the world.

A series of wailing sounds sounded, and countless weak monks died on the spot.

"Thousands of thunders will punish me for ten days, and any living person can take away my inheritance..."

A majestic voice fell from the sky, and an ancient stone tablet was slowly falling among the thunder clouds. On the tablet were engraved four large characters "The Scripture of Ten Thousand Thunder Emperors"! This seems to be the native skill of the Great Emperor of Ten Thousand Thunders.

There is also a long sword and three black thunder balls suspended around the stele. The long sword is simple and unpretentious. It is obviously a Supreme Grade imperial weapon! The black thunder ball is the original power.

The origin is a divine object that can transform monks. Countless monks stared at the three treasures with incomparable heat and greed in their eyes.

If you get these, becoming an emperor is just around the corner! The emperors of the three major sects also kept an eye on the three treasures.

"One person has a group of origins, and one person can obtain the imperial weapon. The one who obtains the imperial weapon will compensate the other two with treasures, and each person will make a rubbing of the "Ten Thousand Thunder Emperor Scriptures."

Mo Hen, the emperor of the Heavenly Sword Saint Sect, said lightly. Ji Yurou and Chu Xiao nodded, agreeing to Mo Hen's proposal.

Boom! ! !

Thunder fell from the sky, and screams resounded everywhere. The emperors of the three sects sacrificed their respective High Grade imperial weapons to protect the disciples of their sects.

Ye Feng held a Low Grade imperial weapon and easily withstood the thunder in the sky. He glanced around and found no disciples of the Purple Void Sect. He sighed and whispered,

"I don't know what happened to them."

"Saint Child!"

Suddenly Dong Wuqi's voice sounded behind Ye Feng, and Ye Chen slowly turned around, only to see Dong Wuqi holding a rusty exerciser and walking calmly in the sea of ​​thunder.

"It turns out to be Senior Brother."

Ye Chen was also very happy to see his fellow disciples and said politely.

"Saint Child is joking, I am no longer qualified to be your senior brother. Saint Child has surpassed me in cultivation. In the Immortal Cultivation World, strength is the most respected, so I should be called Senior Brother Saint Child."

Dong Wuqi waved his hand and said slowly.

"By the way, senior brother, can you see the other disciples of my Zixu Sect?"

Ye Chen said doubtfully, Dong Wuqi sighed after hearing this, and said slowly,

"I'm afraid they have all fallen. There are too many geniuses in this Tomb of the Emperor world. I had a fight with Saint Child, the Fiery Blade Sect, and almost lost my life."