"Fuck, this is provoking the will of Heaven..." Chen Jingxuan swallowed with a 'Gulu' sound, widened his eyes, and looked at Ye Xiu with a dull look. Thinking of what he said, he couldn't help but feel horrified in his heart, and he glanced secretly.
Cang Qiong, with the last bit of cruelty, gritted his molars and lowered his voice to respond secretly, "It should...it should be possible, but the Eight Kings Seal doesn't have much luck, so I'm afraid it won't last long."
"Based on my experience, I can seal up ten breaths at most."
"Ten breaths is enough."
After Ye Xiu heard this, he smiled, looked at the figure of the Immortal Empress with the word 'Sword', licked his lips, and said with cold eyes: "Then...please help Immortal King Ying to seal this world for me.
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"good!"
Chen Jingxuan nodded slightly. Although he didn't know what Ye Xiu wanted to do, he insisted on helping his relatives and not helping others. Without hesitation, he raised his hand and grabbed the 'Eight Kings Seal'. The majestic immortal energy continued to flow.
Sweeping through, it poured in with a 'buzz' sound, and overwhelming luck overflowed instantly.
Like white mist!
In an instant, the entire 'deck' of the Immortal Climbing Ship was enveloped. Under the refraction of luck, this place became a fairyland on earth. Feeling the changes around him, Chi Nu, who was standing next to him, frowned and looked wary.
She looked at him and said coldly: "King Yingxian, what do you want to do?"
"none of your business."
Chen Jingxuan sneered a few times and said: "I am playing with the Eight Kings Seal, and it is not your turn for a slave like you to tell me what to do. You'd better remember your identity clearly, and don't think that I can't deal with you if you are in the golden fairyland.
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"shield."
boom!
Chen Jingxuan roared, his eyes suddenly focused. Under the shroud of 'luck', the entire immortal ship seemed to have disappeared out of thin air. However, the people standing on the deck did not notice it at all.
I just feel that the connection between myself and the 'Dao' has been cut a lot with a knife.
Chinu was also surprised and suspicious, but couldn't see any clues...
"I've been beating you for so long, now it's my turn, right?"
Ye Xiu's voice sounded like a ghost. The "Immortal Art" was running quietly, and the broken bones were constantly being repaired. It was shockingly fast. This is also the power of the witch body. No matter how serious the injury is, it only needs to be repaired.
The soul of the witch is not affected and can be recovered in an instant.
"What..." Lin Zeyuan suddenly raised his head and looked at Ye Xiu in horror. He instinctively sensed a hint of danger. The creepy feeling made him not think too much. He opened his mouth and burned his "Shou Yuan" crazily.
But his eyes were fixed on that soul thought, and he roared vaguely: "Grandpa...Grandpa, hurry up and save your grandson."
Warriors have the instinct to seek good fortune and avoid misfortune.
Although not as good as the Sky Rat...
But for people like Lin Zeyuan, who have experienced countless lives and deaths, their perception of 'danger' will be more obvious. At this moment, Ye Xiu did not change much on the surface, but he knew that the other party was about to take action.
, you know, even Pudu and Jiao Kuang have never brought him such a feeling.
"Bury the dragon, kill."
Boom!
Ye Xiu raised his eyelids, his eyes were cold, and he only gathered half of the Shaman Soul. He raised his hand and punched the figure of the Immortal Empress with the word "sword" in it, smashing it with a devastating blow.
This punch was extremely domineering.
Even the boarding fairy ship couldn't help but shake violently. If it weren't for the amazing material, those ordinary treasure ships would have been broken into pieces before anyone could react.
The fist intention erupted from the 'Shaman Soul' directly hit the soul thought, making a crisp sound of 'pop', and the soul thought that had not yet completely condensed immediately exploded into a pile of soul mist.
Disintegrated into the air.
"Hmph, what's the word for sword in Chinese? I want to see how strong you are."
Ye Xiu sneered a few times. After grabbing the Shaman Soul behind him, he didn't hesitate. He raised his hand and punched the immortal text: "Bury the Dragon..."
Aang ang ang!
The roar of the dragon resounded.
Hundreds of fist intentions hit the immortal text with the word "sword" at the same time. Each punch was no weaker than Lin Zeyuan's previous sword intentions. What's more, with the superposition of so many fist intentions, only a "click" sound was heard.
With a crisp sound, the immortal inscription condensed by the powerful Golden Immortal cracked.
Seeing this scene, everyone was shocked!
"How... how is it possible? That immortal text was transformed by the essence and blood of Immortal King Langya, and it also contained the rules he understood. It was actually smashed to pieces by a boy who was in the tribulation stage."
A young man said with dull eyes.
"Did you recognize that boy's soul?"
Some people widened their eyes and said in surprise.
"I'll go, it's only a small part, who the hell can recognize it..." Someone else was speechless and said: "But it looks like he's a little too strong, Mad, where did that kid come from?
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Chen Jingxuan was also confused!
He opened his mouth and stared at Ye Xiu dumbfounded. Although this Shaman Soul did not make him feel dangerous, it still gave him an inexplicable sense of oppression. This was due to the fact that Ye Xiu's strength was several realms behind him.
.
"Made, you are really a monster."
Chen Jingxuan secretly cursed, if this boy were in the Immortal Realm, he would probably be greatly affected even by himself, who is at the peak of the Mysterious Immortal Realm. No wonder he is favored by the Human Emperor.
Among them, the most horrified ones were Zhao Jiuxiang, Hu Jingyuan and others. Their grievances with Ye Xiu were not light, and they had originally planned to get things back together after returning to Chang'an City.
But now it seems that if Ye Xiu doesn't look for trouble with them, the ancestral graves of several families will be filled with smoke.
Who is Lin Zeyuan?
This was a serious attack that gave those beasts of 'Xihe' a headache. Now, they were in such a state of embarrassment in front of Ye Xiu, and the immortal inscription with the word 'sword' exploded out. I'm afraid even the real immortals were shocked.
It could be easily killed, but now it was destroyed in Ye Xiu's hands without any suspense.
"Jing...Brother Yuan, I...are we still looking for revenge against him?"
Zhao Jiuxiang swallowed secretly and looked at Hu Jingyuan with a pale face. His body couldn't help but tremble, and he was countless times more frightened than Xiang Yi before.
"Shut up..." When he heard the word 'revenge', Hu Jinyuan's expression suddenly changed. He raised his hand and slapped him on the back of the head. Some people hated iron and said, "Inside the secret realm."
In the battle, everyone relies on his own ability. If he can't beat us, he will admit defeat. What kind of revenge will he take? If outsiders know about it, I'm afraid they will think that we can't afford to lose."
When saying this.
He also intentionally or unintentionally turned towards Chen Qingzhi, who was not far away. Unfortunately, the latter's attention was all on Ye Xiu, and he had no intention of paying attention to his defeated general. Seeing Lin Zeyuan's tragic defeat, he burst out laughing.
To the top of the back of the head.
"Bet one and lose a hundred, bet... you won?"
Chen Qingzhi's face was full of excitement and he turned to look at Li Lingyao not far away.
"Did you place a bet?"
Chen Jingxuan frowned and looked at him suspiciously. His head was full of question marks. You are a person who has not participated in gambling. How can you be so happy? He was also reflecting on whether he had hit his head too much and was a bit stupid.