Ye Chen used the essence and blood of the ancestor of the Lin family, and his palm was particularly violent, hitting the thick steel shield wall.
Click!
Suddenly, pieces of shields exploded.
Many temple warriors vomited blood and were hit by Ye Chen's palm on the spot. Their bodies exploded and turned into a rain of blood and died.
Pieces of shields fell from the air, but in an instant, there were new temple warriors, holding shields and blocking the gap.
There were a hundred thousand of them, layer upon layer, densely packed, surrounding them to protect Situ Qingshui. Even if Ye Chen could kill them all, it would still take a long time.
And the holy land of heaven in the sky is about to be suppressed.
Once the kingdom of heaven comes, people from the three tribes will die.
Mo Hongji, Hong Xin, and Monk Xumi also felt that the situation was serious and hurriedly stepped forward to help.
Mo Hongji burned the essence and blood of the ancestors of the Mo family, transformed into a flaming phoenix, and rushed towards the shield wall guarding formation of the temple.
Hong Xin also ignited the essence and blood of the ancestors of the Hong family. In an instant, the demonic light erupted and a storm of destruction raged. A sky-shrouding demonic hand filled with destructive arrogance rushed towards the Judgment Temple formation.
However, the 100,000 generals in the Judgment Temple have been desperate to risk their lives without any retreat.
The generals held up their shields and protected Situ Qingshui from all directions, in the sky and on the ground, without any gaps.
A hundred thousand people are connected by their vitality, and they are like a piece of iron, with no flaw to be found.
Ye Chen struck out with a series of palms, killing thousands of heavenly warriors in the blink of an eye. Blood rained all over the sky, and the iron shield exploded into pieces. The scene was extremely tragic and bloody, but facing the tide of enemies, it was killing.
If you can't kill him, you can't even reach Situ Qingshui himself.
Hong Xin and Mo Hongji mobilized the power of their ancestors' essence and blood and killed many temple warriors, but they were unable to damage the foundation.
As for the Holy Monk Xumi, facing a shield-wall-like defense, it was naturally of no avail.
In the sky, the Holy Temple Heaven continues to press down, and the situation has become extremely critical.
"Lend me those two drops of blood, quick!"
Ye Chen turned around and roared at Hong Xin and Mo Hongji, with a ferocious expression on his face, obviously extremely anxious.
Hong Xin and Mo Hongji were stunned for a moment. Could it be that Ye Chen actually wanted to gather the essence and blood of the ancestors of the three tribes and fight to the death?
However, the blood essence and blood of the ancestors of the three clans are so majestic in their power of karma. If you borrow just one drop, you will have to endure a huge amount of karma. If Ye Chen borrows three drops, he will probably be crushed to death by the power of karma.
At this juncture, Hong Xin and Mo Hongji didn't have time to think too much and hurriedly lent their blood essence to Ye Chen.
The demonic essence and blood of the ancestors of the Hong family, and the immortal essence and blood of the ancestors of the Mo family, all converged on Ye Chen.
Coupled with the Buddhist energy and blood of the ancestors of the Lin family, the three flowers of Buddhism, immortality and demon gathered at the top, and Ye Chen's whole body suddenly erupted into an extremely magnificent atmosphere.
In this scene, there are the ups and downs of immortality, the grandeur of Buddhism, the billowing atmosphere of the devil's prison, layers of white bones and skeletons were born at Ye Chen's feet, the skeletons cracked and bloomed, and the immortal green lotus was born, and the ancient Buddha was born in the green lotus, and so on.
Magnificent atmosphere is added layer upon layer.
"Xiao Chonglou Sword Qi!"
Ye Chen looked up to the sky and roared, and suddenly pulled out the Desolate Demon Heavenly Sword. He thought about the martial arts aura of Xiao Zhonglou Zhang in his mind. This aura was reflected on the sword body, and then burst out layers of vast auras of the small world.
The heavenly towers emerged and guarded the void, temporarily blocking the suppression of the Holy Temple Heaven.
During this temporarily delayed breath, Ye Chen blasted out with a sword. The martial arts majesty of Xiaoqianzhonglou turned into an unparalleled sword slash and struck the steel shield wall fiercely.
Bang bang bang!
There was a series of dense explosions, and the layers of shield iron walls were instantly broken open by Ye Chen.
The Desolate Demon Heavenly Sword is mixed with Xiao Chonglou Martial Arts, plus the essence and blood of the ancestors of the three clans. The power of Ye Chen's sword is really terrifying.
If he used this sword to deal with the Confucian ancestor in the past, it would be enough to kill the Confucian ancestor with one sword!
This was an unimaginable sword, and its power cannot be described in words. With just one sword, it completely broke through the shield wall, and killed all the tens of thousands of heavenly warriors holding shields with one sword.
Countless broken corpses, broken shields, dripping blood, and scarlet internal organs all mixed into a doomsday rain of flowers, floating in the air.
In the rain of blood, Situ Qingshui's figure finally appeared in front of Ye Chen.
laugh!
Ye Chen's sword, with its fierce residual power, slashed across and cut Situ Qingshui in half on the spot!
Situ Qingshui was stunned, looking at the lower half of his body that fell, he was completely stunned.
"Sin of the temple, die!"
Ye Chen shouted loudly, flew up, and rushed in front of Situ Qingshui as if he was in a deserted place. He slapped it with his palm and with a bang, Situ Qingshui's body exploded into a rain of blood in the air.
Seeing Situ Qingshui being killed, the whole audience was shocked and shocked.
No one expected that Ye Chen would be so powerful and could break through the temple's heavy defenses with one sword.
The brilliance and invincibility of that sword are intoxicating.
There was a hint of admiration and fear in Hong Xin's beautiful eyes.
With such a powerful being, if the Hong family wanted to make an enemy of it, it would be their own destruction.
Hong Qishan and Emperor Shimahou both had gloomy faces and were speechless.
Ye Chen went to the Nianyun Death Realm this time. It was obviously a great adventure. He actually practiced Xiao Chong Tower Palm, and his martial arts was perfect and he could evolve his sword energy at will. It was really incredibly powerful.
Both of them had the same thought in their minds. The Lord of Reincarnation is indeed blessed with great luck and endless opportunities!
Mo Hanxi and Xiaoxuan also had expressions of admiration and shock on their faces. They had already seen how powerful Ye Chen was, but now Ye Chen's sword was still a bit too scary and outrageous.
You know, Ye Chen's cultivation is only at the seventh level of the Origin Realm!
"Brother Ye is truly a man of great luck."
Lin Tianxiao also had to lament that he was the genius of the Lin family. He thought that he was already unlucky and invincible, but he did not expect that compared with Ye Chen, he was not worth mentioning.
Even if Ye Chen's blow was combined with the essence and blood of three terrifying beings!
"Master Ye is mighty!"
Within the Mo family, many elite disciples were shouting loudly and their momentum was high.
As soon as Situ Qingshui died, the Holy Temple Heaven lost control. It whined and flew high into the sky, quickly disappearing into the clouds and disappearing.
The remaining apostles of the temple who were lucky enough to survive and the generals of the Kingdom of Heaven saw how powerful Ye Chen looked and dared to become enemies with him, so they hurriedly shouted:
"Retreat! Retreat quickly! Go back and report to the Lord God! The game-breaker has been born!"
Everyone fled in despair, and no longer had the divine and glorious spirit they had just before.
Ye Chen took a breath and wanted to catch up, but he had no energy left.
The sword strike just now exhausted his energy.
There was a dull pain in his meridians, and his head felt dizzy.