Undead War God

“Cut down my Yanglong grass.” A chilling voice came, and Zhong Ling stopped in front of Ye Chen, glaring at him, exuding a strong anger.

Ye Chen, it was a horrible thing to take away her Yanglong grass at the last moment.

“Your Yanglong grass?”

Ye Chen’s eyes appeared with a smirk expression, indifferent shook the head, turned around, and he was going to continue searching for the whereabouts of Yanglong grass, and strive for more Yanglong grass.

“stop!”

That Zhong Ling was coldly shouted again, and his body flickered again, blocking Ye Chen’s way again, his voice was even colder, and he said, “Immediately hand over Yanglong grass, that belongs to me.”

“This Yanglong grass blows out from the depths of the sleepy dragon canyon, but it is a masterless object. You say it’s yours. Then according to your meaning, the entire sleepy dragon canyon is yours?”

Ye Chen made a sarcastic sound, and his heart was ridiculous.

The woman in front of her was not only proud, but she also looked at herself too high, thinking that everyone would turn around her and be driven by her, a full family disciple.

“Do you dare to dig at me?” Zhong Ling’s eyes became indifferent, and there was a killing intent permeating her body. For the Yanglong grass, she wanted to kill a kid of True Dao 2 Heavenly Layer. This kind of thing, she didn’t pay attention to it. .

Ye Chen frowned, this woman actually wanted to Murdering to seize the treasures.

“Get out of here!”

A icy word spit out from Ye Chen’s mouth and stepped out. Suddenly, a terrifying breath spread from his body, such as the sea, the waves, making Zhong Ling’s body stiffen instantly and her heart was crazy Beating.

This terrifying atmosphere was really strong, and at that moment, Zhong Ling even thought that he was going to die immediately. The beautiful eyes were full of fear.

Zhong Ling’s face became extremely pale. For a while, she felt ashamed. It turned out that Ye Chen had always hidden her strength. She could never take back Yanglong Cao from Ye Chen. Ye Chen’s strength was arrogant and even more powerful than her. .

“If you can give me Yanglongcao, I would like to express my deep gratitude to you on behalf of the Zhong Family.” With a hint of begging in his tone, Zhong Ling couldn’t succeed in winning it. This deterred Ye Chen.

“Thank you? What are you going to do?” Ye Chen shook the head, and his body flickered again, and she rushed into the wind again.

Why didn’t he see the horrifying meaning of Zhong Ling, but Ye Chen didn’t even fear the Han Family, a Zhong Family, would he still look in his eyes? Disdain it at all!

If Zhong Ling had agreed to Ye Chen’s request to enter the sleepy canyon with him that day, maybe Ye Chen would take care of her, but she not only refused, but also slandered Ye Chen’s intentions. May I ask if Ye Chen would ignore her? .

Opportunities, like the quicksand of fingers, are difficult to retrieve if missed.

There was a hint of regret in Zhong Ling’s eyes. She did n’t expect Ye Chen’s strength would be so strong. If she had known this, she would never refuse Ye Chen’s enthusiasm. Now all her guards are betrayed. Deyang dragon grass, the chance is very slim.

At the same time, the wind is blowing more and more, and a path of silhouette is constantly moving, all in order to snatch the sun dragon grass.

It belongs to the 20 li area of ​​the trapped dragon canyon. The invisible force is extremely tyrannical. It can so easily graze, and the strength is very good. Most of them are Astral Essence Realm cultivation base.

Even some mighty Spirit Beasts have joined the robbery and devouring Yang Yuancao, which has great benefits to them, so naturally you will not miss them.

The martial artist, Spirit Beast, has an exclusive meaning in his heart. For a time, the battle continues, and the bloody taste grows stronger.

Perception emanates, Ye Chen flashes a bright glow in his eyes, his body flickers, his body immediately appears in front of a Zhong Family guard, the person’s strength reaches True Dao 4 Heavenly Layer, it seems to cultivate some kind of Sensing martial arts, in a short time, they received 2 Yanglong grasses.

“Is it you?” Ye Chen recognized Ye Chen, a sneer appeared in the corner of his mouth, and he waved his hand. The knife in his hand pierced straight out, trying to pierce Ye Chen’s heart in one fell swoop.

“Ah!”

A scream came out, the man’s eyes widened, looking at the blood hole in his chest, and the tingling sensation came. Before he could figure out what was going on, he lost his last vitality.

Ye Chen stretched out his palm and took the man’s Storage Ring in his pocket. His body flickered and moved away from the dragon grass in front of him. He didn’t take the initiative to kill, but if anyone was interested in him, Ye Chen would never let go. After that, kill first, then win the treasure.

However, for a moment, Ye Chen once again won the Yanglong grass, and the total number has reached 2 or two, which is very good.

“Smelly Brat, you’re in luck.”

On a mountain wall in the sleepy canyon, a gloomy middle-aged man looked at Ye Chen and uttered an indifferent character. In his opinion, Ye Chen’s cultivation base is low, and his strength is not good. He can get so many yang Dragon grass, just luck that’s all.

Ye Chen’s eyes looked towards Yin middle-aged, then his eyes turned away and he ignored them.

This scene made the yin and middle-aged man feel ridiculous. Ye Chen didn’t even have the courage to look directly at him. He was very weak.

“Little Missy of the Zhong Family, how did you come here?” That middle-aged found Zhong Ling, said differentially, and it seemed to have a very good relationship with Zhong Ling.

Zhong Ling first fixed her gaze, then revealed the faint coldness, and looked towards Ye Chen’s direction.

“Senior Gu, I ventured into the trapped dragon canyon in order to break through the cultivation base, and when I was about to win the Yanglong grass, didn’t expect, this beast actually attacked me badly. I did n’t say it, but I took it directly. I left Yanglongcao and asked Senior to take charge of it for me. “

Zhong Ling said to the middle-aged and middle-aged man, Ye Chen’s face sank suddenly. This Zhong Ling, create something from nothing, directly slandered at him.

“Oh?” The middle-aged middle-aged man heard Zhong Ling’s words and looked towards Ye Chen, and then he showed a touch of wonder.

“Senior Gu, this person’s cultivation base is not high, and his strength is not strong, but he has got a lot of Yanglong grass. This is a recless waste of natural resources. Only masters like you are eligible for Yanglong. grass.”

Seeing the gloomy middle-aged man showing satisfaction, Zhong Ling continued: “Not only that, this person killed my guard and took away many treasures. I hope Senior Gu can help me kill this person on the spot. Zhong Ling dare not ask too much Many, only one Yanglong grass is needed. “

Tone barely fell, and Zhong Ling felt cold all over, turning her head, she saw Ye Chen’s eyes became extremely cold, which made her heart tremble.

People around him also heard Zhong Ling’s words.

Their strength is not high, but they are also surrounded by Ye Chen. If they can take advantage of the two while fighting, it is also a great wealth.

Feeling the eyes of the surrounding powerhouse, Ye Chen’s complexion was still calm, and said lightly: “Everyone, since I have got Yanglong grass, then these Yanglong grass belong to me. If anyone wants to take a shot, I will never show mercy.”

Ye Chen didn’t want to pick things up, but he was never afraid of things. At worst, he punched out a bloody road to kill and deter the heroes.

“It’s really interesting.” The gloomy middle-aged man said with a sneer: “Just like your strength, dare to threaten us, immediately put down the Storage Ring and get out of the sleepy dragon mountain range. I can still leave you a way out.”

“That’s right, either roll or die here!”

An onlooker from the powerhouse also said that suddenly, everyone and others all made a sound of ridicule. Obviously, they saw Ye Chen silent and regarded him as a soft persimmon.

Since it is a soft persimmon, what fear is there?