"Just keep it. It doesn't have any special meaning. I just heard that anyone who wears it will have their wishes come true. It's a blessing!"
"If something goes against your will, crush it into pieces and I will come to help you!"
Ye Chen's figure appeared in his mind again, and his delicate face always had a calmness and indifference that did not belong to his age.
"Jade pendant..." Tian Xuexin seemed to have grasped the last straw, and her body trembled violently. The frost covering the jade body penetrated again, and the bright red gushing out condensed instantly...
...
The intense pain still couldn't wipe away the hope in Tian Xuexin's chest at this moment. The bloody hand shrouded in frost slowly stretched out under the skirt. Although it was just a simple movement in the eyes of ordinary people, Tian Xuexin felt...
You need to pay ten thousand times the price to complete it!
...
"Don't torture her to death, otherwise, you will end up like her!" Looking at the scene on the screen, the hoarse voice spoke, with a bit more determination in his tone.
"Don't worry, the vitality of a strong man of this level is not so fragile. In the Shenwu Prison Death Tower, the more powerful the cultivator is, the more desperate he is to die. He will only become a human but not a human being!"
The old voice responded.
…
The screen rotates.
At this moment, in the hinterland of Tiangong Divine Sect, the master of Shenwu Palace looked at Ye Chen with great interest.
"How about it, have you thought about it clearly? Ye Chen, you are also a talented person among people. I can't bear the loss of such a genius!"
"What a vivid life!"
The master of the Shenwu Palace looked at the disciples of the Tiangong Divine Cult below and continued.
Ye Chen looked back at the crowd fighting fiercely below. Indeed, even with the blessing of formations, the insurmountable gap in cultivation was the key.
Ling'er's breath at the rear has been exhausted. It seems that the evacuation of the inner disciples has been completed. Now he needs to try his best to ensure the safety of the remaining servants!
"Hand over the magic sword, and I can take you to see Tian Xuexin. Moreover, you also know that your defeat is just a matter of time. And what we don't lack most at this moment is time!"
"Ye Chen, I'll give you time to think about it!"
The master of Shenwu Palace is full of confidence. Today's Tiangong Divine Sect is just at the end of its war effort. He wants to let Ye Chen see the destruction of Tiangong Divine Sect with his own eyes!
"I'm not afraid that this kid won't submit!" The figure of the master of the Shenwu Palace no longer attacked, but looked at Ye Chen.
Ling'er's figure floated over, swept behind Ye Chen, and said: "This old guy's strength is terrifying. I'm afraid there will be problems with our plan."
Ye Chen's eyes narrowed and he stopped talking.
"Ye Chen, there isn't much time left for you to think about it!"
On the battlefield, the master of the Shenwu Palace looked at the inner disciples of the Tiangong Divine Sect who were constantly resisting and fighting under the formation.
At this time, the killing formation formed by the inner disciples of the Tiangong God Sect also showed its flaws!
"Sister Yuzhi!"
Several core disciples behind Wu Yuzhi have obviously noticed this situation, but after all, these few are strong men in the early stage of Baijia Realm and can still sustain it. However, the killing formation composed of disciples with lower strength is being defeated one by one by the enemy.
!
And the price for breaking the formation is death!
"cover!"
Wu Yuzhi gave a sharp shout and stopped attacking the enemies in the formation. Instead, she ran towards her own formation and began to return support!
Her eyes were fixed on Ye Chen, who was confronting the master of Shenwu Palace in the void.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, it's a good formation, and it even has the rules of Lost Time and Space, but the gap in strength cannot be made up!" The master of the Shenwu Palace narrowed his eyes slightly, with a mentality of watching a show, among the disciples of the Tiangong God Cult below
, there have been casualties.
"Tell me the whereabouts of Tian Xuexin!" Murderous intent appeared in Ye Chen's eyes again. If the current situation continues, the casualties will only increase endlessly.
The formation has been broken, and all that's left is massacre!
Ye Chen fell into a passive situation, and he had to find a way to break the deadlock!
"Ye Chen, you are a smart man. I told you that I won't pursue you for the Yuantian Sect matter, as long as you hand over the magic sword!"
"Now you have no qualifications to negotiate with me. Of course, if you don't care about the ants below..."
The master of the Shenwu Palace laughed ferociously, and his eyes that judged all living beings were extremely disgusting.
"Have all the remaining disciples been sent away?" Ye Chen sent a message and looked at Ling'er who was fighting below.
Ling'er fought off a strong man, and then nodded gently to Ye Chen who was above the void. The situation was now unfavorable to the Tiangong Divine Sect. Even if Ling'er joined the battle, it was still a one-sided situation.
Ye Chen's eyes narrowed, and he had already prepared for the worst. Looking at the confident Master of Shenwu Hall in front of him, Ye Chen said lightly: "Old man, do you think you can blackmail me with Tian Xue Xin?"
The master of the Shenwu Palace still looked confident of victory, but a trace of killing intent flashed in his eyes, "Why, it seems that you have made up your mind to become my enemy!"
"Old man, you don't really think that I can't kill you, do you?" Ye Chen's solemn pupils were filled with endless demonic intent.
"In our Tiangong Divine Sect, there are no people who are greedy for life and afraid of death!"
An angry shout disturbed Ye Chen's thoughts. He looked up and saw that the figure of the old man Wu Kong had been colliding with the old blood demon of the Blood Demon Sect. The void was torn, there were turbulent flows, and the sky seemed to be about to burst!
"boom!"
The two fists collided, and they each took a few steps back, staring at each other with their eyes fixed on each other.
"Jie Jie Jie, you dying old monster!" The gloomy and strange smile of the old man Blood Demon echoed in the hinterland of the Tiangong Divine Sect, and soon his evil smile appeared on his face again, "At the cost of burning your life, you use such methods
, but we can’t protect the Tiangong Divine Sect!”
"Wukong, your time has passed, go and die!"
The figure of the old man Blood Demon floated away, smiled solemnly, and said: "Let you see the secret technique of the Blood Demon Sect, the Blood Demon Body!"
Old Man Wukong's eyes narrowed, and in just an instant, the old Blood Demon in front of him began to split, and eight figures locked onto him from eight directions!
"Clone?" Old Man Wukong snorted coldly, "How dare you use such a trivial trick to do your job!"
Old Man Wukong tore through the void and slapped one of them on the chest hard with his palm!
"boom!"
The old blood demon in front of him exploded instantly and turned into a cloud of blood mist, obscuring Wu Kong's sight. At the same time, the swords of the remaining seven people had already pierced his body.
The bloody body that was originally blasted by Wu Kong's punch, the thousands of demonic blood that surged out penetrated his body with the power of law!
"call!"
By accident, Wu Kong, who was severely injured, floated away. Hundreds of blood holes of different sizes were visible on his rickety body, and the most fatal ones were the seven sword wounds on his body that were deeply visible to the bone!
"The Blood Demon Sect is really a rat that cannot be killed!"