Ye Chen moved his fingers, and suddenly, heartbreaking pain shot through his body.
Now every bone in his body is broken.
At this moment, the Iron-Blooded Saint King came to Ye Chen and gave him a sad look.
"You are not worthy to be my opponent now!"
As soon as the Iron Blood Saint King finished speaking, he clenched his fists and decided to hit Ye Chen's chest with one fist.
The fist was about to fall, and at the critical moment of life and death, Ye Chen's whole body suddenly erupted with a terrifying aura.
This aura made even the Iron-Blooded Saint King unable to help but retreat.
boom!
There was an explosion in Ye Chen's body, and the energy and blood in his body surged like a sea.
At this moment, he suddenly understood what the Iron-Blooded Holy King said.
In the past, he only relied on his own body and never thought about what his willpower could do!
As long as your will is immortal, you will exist eternally!
His bones were reborn again after experiencing destruction.
Every destruction and rebirth made his body stronger, and he was only a sliver away from breaking through.
At this time, Ye Chen's body was transforming, breaking out of his cocoon and turning into a butterfly!
Click! Click!
There were crisp sounds coming from Ye Chen's body.
At this moment, Ye Chen slowly stood up, and the aura on his body reached a terrifying level.
"The will is immortal and the body is immortal!"
Ye Chen murmured in the corner of his mouth, and at this moment he suddenly woke up.
The Iron-Blooded Holy King looked on with a happy smile in his eyes.
"One more fight!"
Ye Chen's piercing eyes were staring at the Iron-Blooded Holy King, and the fighting spirit in his body was like a volcanic crater erupting, constantly erupting.
"good!"
The Iron-Blooded Holy King suddenly rushed over, his speed reaching an extreme.
Ye Chen's expression remained unchanged, his eyes closed, then he clenched his fists and raised his arms.
A fist fell instantly, and the moment the two came into contact, the Iron-Blooded Holy King made a muffled sound and couldn't help but take two steps back.
A trace of blood spilled from the corner of Ye Chen's mouth, and he rushed over in a blink of an eye. With the help of the power of the ground, he jumped up.
The moment he jumped in mid-air, he clenched his hands together and smashed them down instantly!
Boom boom boom!
At this moment, the Iron-Blooded Holy King's expression remained unchanged, and his iron fists never thought of retreating.
He stretched out his fist and killed it without any thought!
The two collided with each other, and Ye Chen made a big hole in the ground of the entire palace.
In the big pit, the Iron-Blooded Holy King's condition was not much better, with a pair of fists dripping with blood and his chest collapsed.
The whole person's breath is already dying!
Ye Chen looked at the Iron-Blooded Holy King with an eternal look, showing no emotion.
"You are very good! No one of my age can match you!"
At this moment, the Iron-Blooded Saint King completely recognized Ye Chen!
"Thank you, senior."
As soon as Ye Chen finished speaking, he bent down slightly. If it weren't for the Iron-Blooded Saint King, he didn't know when he would be able to understand.
"This is your own fault. If I wait here for tens of thousands of years, it should disappear completely."
"Help me say hello to the Eternal Holy King. He has chosen the right person."
After the Iron-Blooded Holy King said these words, his whole figure continued to become illusory and disappeared completely in the blink of an eye.
Ye Chen had respect in his heart. In Lingwu Continent, the strong men who had been there for tens of thousands of years had long since disappeared in the long river of time.
After the Iron-Blooded Holy King disappeared, a corridor appeared in the originally empty palace.
Ye Chen stepped into the corridor step by step.
In a room, next to the man in white stood the Hundred Battle Spirit King.
In front of the man in white, there was a mirror, and in the mirror was Ye Chen's back.
"I'm afraid that old guy is really going to win, he's very good!"
The Hundred War Spirit King suddenly spoke and sighed in admiration.
Every warrior who can enter the reincarnation ship is a genius, but most of them cannot even pass the first level.
It's not that the peerless geniuses are too weak, it's that they don't understand a truth.
You may die here, but you can also gain great opportunities.
Danger and opportunity always coexist.
If Ye Chen had not relied on his physical strength to fight the Iron-Blooded Holy King, he would not have gained any benefit even if he defeated the Iron-Blooded Holy King.
Whether the opportunity can be obtained or not is all related to Ye Chen's choice.
"It's indeed good, but it's not that easy to get out. Don't forget, the last one suppressed an entire era."
As soon as the man in white finished speaking, a look of nostalgia flashed in his eyes.
At the beginning, he suppressed an era, but after tens of thousands of years, who knows about him?
Among those strong men, only the Eternal Saint King is still struggling to support himself in the Lingwu Continent.
That nightmare will eventually swallow the Eternal Holy King.
If you want to survive, you can only find someone who can resist that person.
…
Ye Chen didn't know anything about all this. There was no difference between walking up to the second floor and the first floor of the palace.
Ye Chen sat cross-legged and waited quietly, believing that it wouldn't be long before a strong man would appear.
There are such terrifying strong men on the first level, and the second level is definitely even more terrifying.
Ye Chen had to be careful. After waiting for a stick of incense, a person appeared.
Ye Chen stood up and took a look and it turned out to be a woman.
Wearing a red dress, the woman's enchanting body and peerless face captivated the country.
"Are you the boy who the Eternal Holy King placed a bet on?"
"It's not that great either."
"That old guy used to peek at me taking a bath when he was young. Since he brought you here, I won't be polite."
"I, the Red Lotus Saint King, fight with me!"
The voice of the Holy King Red Lotus spoke softly, like a moving note in the world.
However, at this moment, Ye Chen's face suddenly turned pale, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.
When the Red Lotus Saint King finished these words, a divine power suddenly burst out in his mind.
"The power of the soul?"
Ye Chen frowned. Just for a moment, the power of the Red Lotus Holy King's soul entered his mind silently.
The Red Lotus Saint King is a strong man with the power of the soul, and his attainments in the soul are definitely above him.
"The power of your soul is too weak!"
There was a trace of ridicule on the corner of the Red Lotus Saint King's mouth, and his expression was full of disdain.
No changes could be seen on Ye Chen's face, but the vigilant look in his eyes became more and more solemn.
In the confrontation with the power of the soul, if he is not careful, he will become an idiot or a madman.
The Red Lotus Saint King stood there quietly, and then a spiritual power rushed directly into his mind.
At this moment, the power of the Red Lotus Saint King's soul turned into red ribbons and attacked and killed crazily.
Compared with the power of Ye Chen's soul and the Red Lotus Saint King, the two are worlds apart.
There is absolutely no comparison.
At this time, he could only passively defend and control his soul to prevent the Red Lotus Saint King from invading.