After Chu Ling'er left, Ye Chen sat on the ground as if he had collapsed.

"She decided not to kill me?" Holding the wine jug, Ye Chen poured a glass of wine and muttered in a low voice.

"So, I don't have to leave the Hengyue Sect?"

"I don't want to. With a flick of his brain, Ye Chen collected his thoughts, and then summoned Zixuan with a thought.

In the battle in the back mountain, Zixuan's combat power completely shocked him, and he was undefeated against the two true legends and many inner disciples, which seemed to be beyond the scope of ordinary prefecture-level puppets, and it was simply smacking.

"The earth level is so strong, if you are upgraded to the heaven level, the ordinary Spirit Void Realm will not be your opponent. Muttering in his heart, Ye Chen was already thinking about finding a time to upgrade Zixuan to the Heaven level.

You must know that in the entire Hengyue Sect, there is only one heaven-level puppet, and it is conceivable how difficult the heaven-level puppet is to refine, and the upgrade materials required must be very difficult to find.

And he was already sitting on the bamboo bed, and took out a piece of iron from his arms, which he got from Yang Bin's storage bag when he shared the spoils with Xie Yun, because of its existence, the real fire had a reaction.

Ye Chen held the iron piece and carefully studied it in the moonlight that was obliquely shining into the room.

"Let's see what you have in mind. With a mutter, Ye Chen took out a small purple gold gourd, and then stuffed the small iron piece into it.

Suddenly, the purple gold gourd trembled slightly.

It's just that after a long time, the little gourd didn't react.

It didn't matter if he looked at it, as soon as he got up, the piece of iron that he stuffed into the purple gold gourd shot out of the small gourd like a golden mang, hitting his eyebrows impartially, and then blending in.

Yes.....!

Click!

Ye Chen clearly saw that the broken pieces of iron turned into broken pictures, and these broken pictures were rapidly reassembled and gathered into a complete picture, and his mind was involved in it on the spot.

The pain in his mind was no longer so severe, and Ye Chen muttered.

This artistic conception world is very mysterious, there are mountains, water, jungles, stars, moons and suns, Ye Chen's eyes sparkled straight out, he has not entered the artistic conception, but it is the first time to see such a majestic artistic conception as in front of him.

The man was majestic, his back was like a mountain, his black hair was thick, like a waterfall flowing, and his whole body was shrouded in the golden glow, like a gold cast, dazzling, standing on top of the mountain, like a monument that would never fall.

Soon, the man in the golden armor moved, he smashed the void sky in one step, and a golden divine sword appeared in his hand.

Eight Desolations!

At this moment, the starlight dimmed, the moonlight was extinguished, and the heavens and the earth lost their color for these eight desolations.

In the distance, the man's body began to slowly dissipate, and the world of artistic conception also blurred at a speed visible to the naked eye until it disappeared.

In the small bamboo room, Ye Chen sat up from the bed suddenly.

Ye Chen's little heart was still pounding, and he couldn't calm down for a long time, the artistic conception in his consciousness, the predecessors in the artistic conception, the majestic figure, and the earth-destroying combat power were all engraved in his heart by the carving knife at this moment.

Quietly, he slowly closed his eyes, like an old monk sitting in meditation, his mind was empty, there was nothing new, and he was swimming in comprehension.

The Jade Girl Peak is silent, and the whole is bathed in the moonlight, adding a different charm to this pretty peak.

I don't know how long it took for him to slowly open his eyes.

Suddenly, Ye Chen Huo Ran got up, turned over and jumped out of the small bamboo room, and took out a golden knife from the storage bag with a wave of his hand, weighing both strength and qi, waving it wantonly.

Airplanes.

Eight Desolations!

Airplanes!

Rumble!

Ye Chen landed on the ground, but he staggered for a while, half-kneeling on the ground, slashing at the Eight Desolations, his power was domineering and domineering, but it almost drained his true qi.

A crisp voice sounded, and the golden knife he held in his hand cracked, and then turned into pieces at a speed visible to the naked eye, obviously the grade of this golden knife was too low to withstand the domineering of the Eight Desolation Slash.

"It's really overbearing. Although his face was pale, Ye Chen still had an ecstatic smile on his face.