Chapter 1401 Are you going to kill my descendants?
Chapter 1401 You want to kill my descendants?
"Boom!"
With Yin Zhongliang's punch, almost all the power of heaven and earth in Ziquxing was mobilized for him. Coupled with the blessing of cosmic energy, it can be said to be devastating and capable of defeating everything.
Ye Chen's Zhenwu Hunyuan Sword was like a giant dragon being strangled by the throat. It could only stop in mid-air. No matter how the colorful sword light surged, it still couldn't break through the power of Yin Zhongliang's punch. Instead, it was pressed towards
Back away.
"Ye Lingtian, no matter whether you are a descendant of the Zhenwu Saint Sect or not, you still lost in the end. This sword is your final trump card. Unfortunately, you still can't kill me!"
"Because your cultivation level is not strong enough!"
A flash of paleness flashed across Yin Zhongliang's face, but his heart was extremely cold.
The next moment, he took another step forward and punched a second time.
The energy of the universe poured down again, and then blessed his fierce punch.
The Zhenwu Hunyuan Sword finally could no longer withstand such terrifying force. The five-colored sword light exploded in the air, and then turned into pieces of colorful light strips, quickly retreating, and the four divine beast spirits also let out a mournful cry.
, retreat backwards.
When the powerful monks watching the battle saw this scene, they had only one thought in their minds.
Ye Lingtian lost!
Yes, such a powerful killing move was neutralized by Yin Zhongliang's two punches. What else could Ye Chen use to compete with Yin Zhongliang?
Ou Yaruo looked at this scene, her beautiful eyes moved, and she couldn't stop clenching her hands.
Ye Chen, will he really lose?
Yin Zhongliang dispersed the power of the Zhenwu Hunyuan Sword, and the blood on his face lost another point. Today, he first mobilized the visions of heaven and earth, then inspired the clan patterns, and then sacrificed the essence and blood. He used too many methods.
It exceeded the limit of what his body could consume.
The vision of heaven and earth behind him became more and more powerful. When he was about to look for Ye Chen's traces and directly kill Ye Chen with his third punch, a subtle sound of breaking through the air rang in his ears.
This sound that broke through the air was extremely high-pitched and made people's eardrums hurt. It was a terrifying sonic boom caused by something violently rubbing against the atmosphere.
Judging from the sharpness of the sound, it has surpassed thirty times the speed of sound!
"Um?"
Yin Zhong had a warning sign in his conscience, and he wanted to mobilize the energy of the universe to punch to the side, because the sound of breaking through the air came from his side.
But he just had time to twist his body, and just as he raised his fist, a white jade-like fist took the first step and hit his waist and ribs.
His body-protecting power, under this punch, was like paper tofu, easily penetrated, and then this punch broke through his physical defense, denting his waist and ribs.
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In Yin Zhongliang's body, there is a shrunken shadow that looks similar to him and is bathed in divine light. That is his "primordial spirit!"
A monk in the Nascent Soul stage cultivates the Nascent Soul within his body, and when he reaches the stage of becoming a god, the Nascent Soul becomes a god, which is called the "Yuan Shen"!
This is where Yin Zhongliang’s soul lies!
At the beginning, he was hunted down by the strong men of the Yin tribe and was severely injured. His physical body was severely damaged, and his soul also had several cracks. It took thousands of years to repair them.
At this moment, he could clearly detect that the "primordial spirit" body that already had cracks in his body cracked again, and cracks began to cover the entire spiritual body.
Then, there was a crisp "click" sound, and the soul in his body shattered instantly!
"Pooh!"
A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Yin Zhongliang's body flew out diagonally, continuously passing through the sky for thousands of meters. The huge vision map behind him also collapsed in an instant, turning into afterimages and disappearing.
In the sky, Ye Chen still maintained the posture of pumping his fist. When he realized that the power of the Zhenwu Hunyuan Sword was blocked, he used the Qiankun Divine Refining Seal, allowing the Qiankun Divine Refining Seal to bless the power of his divine thoughts.
, continue to activate the Zhenwu Hunyuan Sword to contain Yin Zhongliang!
And he moved in space to the side of Yin Zhongliang, his body broke through thirty times the sound barrier, and struck this shocking punch that was purely based on his body.
As early as when he was confronting Yin Zhongliang, he discovered that Yin Zhongliang's physical weakness was his left waist. This was perhaps the main reason for his decline in cultivation.
But without using many means to contain it, Ye Chen would not be able to find this opportunity to enter his soul!
A thousand meters away in the void, Yin Zhongliang finally stopped. His black hair began to turn white and wither at a speed visible to the naked eye. His face also quickly became wrinkled, and even his teeth became dull.
As the roots fell off, half of the water in the body seemed to be drained out in an instant.
In just ten seconds, Yin Zhongliang transformed from a middle-aged man with an elegant face to an ugly old man.
He looked at Ye Chen, his fingers were trembling and he could hardly lift them up, and his eyes were full of resentment and fear.
"You actually destroyed the origin of my physical body with one blow?"
Back then, he was injured by a strong man from the Yin tribe, and 70% of his body was destroyed. Today, Ye Chen shattered the remaining 70% with one punch. The body that he had worked hard for tens of thousands of years, at this moment
It fell apart, so he could no longer stay young and turned into an old man.
"You are indeed very strong!" Ye Chen stood with his hands behind his hands, his eyes deep.
"But it's a pity that you were hit hard and are not in your prime!"
"To defeat you, I have at least three methods!"
After he finished speaking, he stepped forward slowly and walked towards Yin Zhongliang step by step.
"You could have continued to hibernate and hide in the Milky Way, but it's a pity that you blocked my way!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Chen had already crossed the distance of a thousand meters and stood in front of Yin Zhongliang. Then he clasped his five fingers on Yin Zhongliang's Tianling Cap, lifting him up easily like an eagle catching a chicken.
"Goodbye, the transformed god from the central galaxy world!"
There was no sympathy or mercy in his eyes, and he immediately tried his best to crush Yin Zhongliang's soul.
He will never let an enemy of this level go back to the mountain. Once he is allowed to escape and find a way to seize his body and be reborn, it will definitely be a great disaster.
Yin Zhongliang's eyes were full of despair. He knew that he had no chance of escaping from Ye Chen. He could only watch all this blankly, waiting for death to come.
But at this moment, a ray of light rose from his Heavenly Spirit Cap. An extremely arrogant and terrifying force rushed towards Ye Chen's palm. Even with the strength of Ye Chen's body, he couldn't hold it.
The force rushed back.
"Um?"
Ye Chen's face showed a strange color, and he saw Yin Zhongliang's body exploded, and then a purple-gold light bloomed, and a hundred-foot-long phantom of an old man appeared, protecting Yin Zhongliang's soul beneath him.
The old man was wearing a Taoist robe, standing with his hands behind his back, with a look of indifference in his eyes. As he just stood there, there seemed to be an invisible pressure coming down from the sky and the earth. Many strong monks who were watching the battle did not even resist, and were directly suppressed.
Pressed into the ground, all five bodies bowed in submission.
Ye Chen, on the other hand, also noticed the extremely terrifying pressure. His legs and knees made an overwhelming "creaking" sound. This was because he resisted with physical strength to prevent himself from kneeling down.
With just a force of pressure, he could almost be forced to his knees. It was difficult for him to imagine what kind of existence the phantom of the old man who suddenly appeared in front of him was?
And the old man's phantom gaze also turned to Ye Chen at this moment.
"Are you the one who wants to kill my descendants?"