Ye Chen slashed out with his sword, and there was only a flash of sword shadow in the void. The sword's intention enveloped the world, and the powerful sword energy directly cut through Beicang Zhenjun's blow.
"puff!"
The soft sound of Qi Jin being divided spread through the void, Beicang Zhenjun's green dragon arm was cut off at the shoulder level, and then, in his horrified eyes, countless blue and purple thunderbolts gathered above his head, and then suddenly
lower.
"Boom!"
Countless thunderbolts intertwined and turned into endless blue-purple light pillars, covering a radius of one kilometer, turning the place into a thunder pool.
As the ancients said, if you don't cross the thunder pond even half a step, it's not that you don't want to cross it, but that you simply can't do it!
The power of thunder is so violent. The sword inspired by Ye Chen's Three Flowers Gathering and the Sky-Eating Immortal Body has pushed the power of the Zhenwu Thousand Thunder Sword to the extreme. It is more terrifying and powerful than a million-ton nuclear weapon.
More targeted and devastating.
Almost instantly, Beicang Zhenjun's body was gradually decomposed in the thunder pool, turning from the whole body into fragments, and then from the fragments into powder, without leaving a single cell or tissue!
This True Lord of Beicang, who dominated the Beicang world and claimed to be the emperor, was killed by Ye Chen's Zhenwu Thousand Thunder Sword, destroying both body and soul with one sword!
"call!"
In the void, Ye Chen let out a breath of turbid air, and then the thunder sword in his hand dispersed. The violent thunder pool in front also quickly disappeared, leaving only a huge pit that was burned to scorched earth by the thunder.
Mei Ruoleng looked at the figure in the sky, whose clothes were torn, but still upright and resolute, and for a moment, his expression went blank.
She didn't know what was going on in her mind at the moment, she just felt a mixture of emotions.
It has been ten years since she came to the Eye of Star Marks, and she has been a slave in Beicang Realm for ten years. She has endured the humiliation and endured the heavy burden. She just hopes that one day she can find a way to unlock the Star Marks Lock, and then slowly operate it to find a chance to defeat Beicang Zhen.
You, be free again.
For ten years, for countless days and nights, she had been thinking about this moment when she defeated Beicang Zhenjun. It can be said that this was the motivation for her to live in these ten years.
But now, everything he had hoped for had been accomplished by a young man in a few days. Even Beicang Zhenjun, who had come to Beicang Realm, was killed by Ye Chen.
For ten years, she had dreamed of this moment when Beicang Zhenjun was defeated day and night, but when that day finally arrived, she found that she was not as happy as she had imagined.
Because the person who defeated Beicang Zhenjun was only a young man about the same age as her. This made her, who had always been extremely arrogant and had a high self-esteem, feel even more uncomfortable than death!
She couldn't believe it, and she didn't want to believe that there was actually a genius who far surpassed her in the galaxy!
She could not imagine how long it would take for her to be able to kill the ninth-grade Nascent Soul. Ten years? Twenty years? Or a hundred years?
And Ye Chen has such a monster talent, who knows what state he will reach by that time? Maybe even the Milky Way can no longer trap him, this cosmic dragon, right?
Ye Chen didn't know Mei Ruoleng's complicated state of mind at this moment. He carefully sensed it and made sure that Beicang Zhenjun's aura had completely disappeared.
Although Beicang Zhenjun was killed, Ye Chen didn't feel much joy in his heart at this moment, but instead felt a little heavier.
In this battle, he used Three Flowers Gathering on the Top, activated the Heaven-Devouring Immortality Body, sublimated the Qilin Arm, and used the True Martial Thousand Thunder Sword, and then successfully killed a ninth-grade Nascent Soul.
It can be said that just to kill Beicang Zhenjun, he has already used all his trump cards. If the Zhenwu Qianlei Sword cannot kill Beicang Zhenjun, who knows, he will have no choice but to be killed by Qianlun like the last time on Earth.
When forced into a desperate situation, he burned his own essence, blood and life to fight to the death.
And his enemies are far more than just Beicang Zhenjun. In the Eye of Star Marks, there are emperors from the other three regions. After leaving the Eye of Star Marks, there are still giants like the Sun Temple.
As the number one person in the galaxy, Yang Miesheng's strength at the moment must be just as strong as Beicang Zhenjun. From this point of view, with his current strength, he still has some way to go to completely overthrow the Sun Temple.
From the ordinary people's perspective, Ye Chen used a third-grade golden elixir to kill a ninth-grade Nascent Soul, which is already a huge boast and shocking enough, but only Ye Chen knows that this is already his limit.
If Beicang Zhenjun is not the ninth-grade Yuanying, but the divine-grade Yuanying above this, or even the transformed god, then he may really be defeated here today.
"It seems that after waiting for the Eye of Star Mark, we need to find an opportunity to increase our strength!"
He nodded secretly in his mind. After all, it had been some time since he had stayed at the third-grade golden elixir. He also needed to find some of the more refined energy in the universe to devour, thereby increasing his strength.
The reason why he does not absorb the opponent's true power to improve himself now is actually due to two reasons. First, the sky-devouring divine power absorbs other people's true power. It can only be activated by touching the opponent's body with the palm of the hand, and as the opponent he encounters
Yue is getting stronger and stronger, and there are very few and almost no battles where he can touch the opponent's body.
And another reason is the purity temperature!
Every strand of his heaven-devouring divine power has been condensed to the extreme, and the true power he absorbs from other people's bodies, no matter how large or small, is ultimately his thing. He needs to further transform it, condense it and compress it.
Become a more pure heaven-devouring divine power.
And in this way, very little of the real power that can be truly converted into his own use in the end can be said to be minimal, but the pure energy in the universe is different. Once this energy is absorbed, the Heaven-Eating Divine Power will absorb it.
All converted, there will be almost no loss!
Therefore, the only thing that can make him improve his cultivation now is the secret method of cultivating mental power and improving his mental power. The other is to find the extremely pure energy in the universe to devour and refine it, such as in the Demon Cave in the West of the Earth.
The demonic energy absorbed at the time, and so on!
As for his physical strength, there is no need to consider it. He already has the Heaven-Devouring Immortal Body. This Immortal Dao Body will become stronger as his cultivation level increases and does not require too much external force.
"Um?"
Just as he was thinking, he suddenly noticed a strange fluctuation in the deep pit. He immediately grabbed it with his palm, suction force came out, and something quickly burst out of the pit and was caught in his hand.
This is a green dragon arm covered with scales, the True Lord Beicang!
Under such violent thunder power, although this green dragon arm was damaged by 70%, the power of the green dragon contained in it was almost undiminished.
"As expected of a real dragon!"
Ye Chen's eyes moved slightly, and as he spoke, the wind dragon mark on his left leg released a stream of warmth, extending straight up to Ye Chen's arm.
Then Ye Chen felt that the power of the green dragon on the green dragon arm in his hand was being passed down his arm and fed back to the wind dragon mark, where it was quickly absorbed.
As the power of the blue dragon dissipated, Beicang Zhenjun's severed arm quickly shattered into pieces.
The wind dragon mark that absorbed the power of the blue dragon let out a joyful dragon roar, and then fell silent again. However, Ye Chen could feel that the wind dragon spirit stationed in his left leg was obviously much stronger than before.
"The spirit of the wind dragon can swallow the power of its own kind and strengthen itself?"
After receiving this information, Ye Chen felt a sense of joy in his heart.
In other words, if you encounter an opponent with true dragon power in the future, as long as you defeat him, the wind dragon spirit can absorb the opponent's true dragon power and strengthen itself.
In this way, the evolution speed of the wind dragon spirit will undoubtedly increase a lot.
I just don’t know if the Kirin Spirit, Ice Phoenix Spirit and Thunder Tiger Spirit also have the same ability.
After a while, he came back to his senses and his eyes became calm again.
"The most urgent task is to find 'Due' first, and then find a place to leave the Eye of Star Marks!"
“The longer you stay, the more variables there will be!”
Even though he killed Beicang Zhenjun, Ye Chen was not arrogant. He still clearly remembered the power that suppressed him and Yang Youming when they first arrived at the Eye of Star Marks.
The owner of that power is obviously more powerful than True Lord Beicang, and even Ye Chen can't deduce how powerful it is!
Thinking of this, he turned to look at Mei Ruoleng, intending to ask her to leave together, but at this moment, an unimaginable and terrifying pressure suddenly fell!
The moment this coercion appeared, Mei Ruoleng showed no resistance and fell to the ground on all fours. No matter how hard he struggled, he could not stand up or even lift his head.
Ye Chen, on the other hand, also had a suffocated expression, and there was a soft creaking sound between his knees. He was obviously suffering from this indescribable pressure, and a strong man was unwilling to bend his knees.
"Huh?"
As if aware of Ye Chen's situation, a surprised voice came from deep in the void.
"I didn't expect that a mere third-grade golden elixir could withstand my pressure!"
"It seems that being able to cultivate the Three Flowers Gathering on the Top, cultivate the Taoist body of immortality, and be able to subdue the true dragon, true phoenix, unicorn, supreme golden tiger and other animal spirits is no accident!"
He just said one sentence, but he revealed all the trump cards that Ye Chen had, as if Ye Chen was standing naked in front of him, with no secrets at all.
I could only hear this voice continuing: "It turns out that you are cultivating the true power of chaos. In addition, you also have a part of the Nine Nether Demonic Qi in your body, coupled with the swordsmanship condensed by the true martial intention and the power of thunder.
!”
"Well, it seems that Beicang's death at your hands was not unjust!"
His voice was calm, as if he didn't care about Beicang Zhenjun's death at all, and towards Ye Chen who killed Beicang Zhenjun, he also acted like a superior person who was playing cat and mouse and making comments.
"The true power of chaos, the demonic energy of the Nine Netherworlds?" Ye Chen did not fully understand what he said, but the pressure of this power seemed familiar to him.
He held on to the tremendous pressure and said in a deep voice: "When I first arrived at the Eye of Star Marks, you were the one who attacked me!"
"Who are you?"
He was certain that this person was the mysterious strong man who suppressed him and Yang Youming!
"You are not qualified to know who I am!"
This voice came faintly, with a touch of disdain.
"If you want to know who I am, play a game with me first!"
"If you win, I will give you freedom and let you leave the Eye of Star Marks!"