In the Witch God Temple, Ye Chen sat cross-legged in front of the statue of the Witch God, and the swelling pain in his head made Ye Chen's face distort a little, and cold sweat slowly slid down his forehead.

Fortunately, Ye Chen had the experience of receiving the inheritance of the dragon pattern ring, although the spiritual power in his mind was quite domineering, but it could barely support it.

I don't know how long it took, but the luster on the statue of the witch god slowly faded, and several cracks appeared on the statue's body.

Ye Chen opened his eyes with a tired face, feeling the complete witch scripture in his mind, and his eyes showed a touch of excitement.

I almost gave my life here, and it was really worth it.

Ye Chen stood up from the ground, looked at the statue full of cracks, and said solemnly: "Thank you for the preaching of the predecessors of the witch god today, this grace Ye Chen must remember in his heart, if there is a crisis in the witch god sect in the future, Ye will definitely return the grace of today's predecessors to preach." ”

As soon as the words fell, Ye Chen bowed to the statue again.

With Ye Chen's worship, there was a rustling sound in the Witch God Temple, and on the stone wall behind the statue, it suddenly opened from the middle, and a small room appeared in front of Ye Chen, and a rich aura floated out of the room.

"There is indeed a dark room in this witch temple. ”

A flash of joy flashed in Ye Chen's eyes, and he walked quickly into the room behind the statue.

In the middle of the room, there was a pool made of jade, which was filled with milky white liquid, and a rich aura came to the face.

Ye Chen only took a sip, and a feeling of comfort came from his whole body.

"It's a great deal to condense the aura into a liquid. ”

A gleam flashed in Ye Chen's eyes, and his face was full of shock.

"With this pool of spiritual water, I can take this opportunity to break through the Jingmen in my body, as long as I break through the first five gates, my strength should be able to directly rush to the realm of the peak of the middle innate stage. ”

A blazing color flashed in Ye Chen's eyes.

Ye Chen felt the power of the Immortal Xuangong very deeply, even if it was the witch scripture he had just obtained, it was not as broad and profound as the Immortal Xuangong.

If he can open the Jingmen, even if he is facing the dead wood in the late congenital stage, Ye Chen is confident that he will not fall behind.

Even in the face of the half-step Grandmaster's Di Sen, Ye Chen also had the strength to fight.

Time was pressing, Ye Chen didn't think much about it, and immediately jumped into the pool.

The spiritual water in the pool suddenly became boiling as Ye Chen entered, and along the pores of Ye Chen's skin, it rushed towards his body.

In an instant, Ye Chen's body felt a feeling of swelling, as if it was about to be torn apart by the aura.

"What a terrifying aura. ”

A solemn look flashed on Ye Chen's face, and he hurriedly urged the Immortal Xuangong to slowly refine the aura into Yuan Force, which flowed rapidly in the meridians.

I don't know how long this spiritual pool has existed, and the density of the spiritual energy in the pool has reached an extremely terrifying level, and with Ye Chen's refining speed, it is not even as fast as the spiritual energy pouring in.

In less than a moment, the skin on the surface of Ye Chen's body was torn apart, and then healed under the action of spiritual power, and then it was torn apart, and over again, Ye Chen's flesh and blood were slowly refined, and the faint blood stains soaked the pool water.

As the Yuan Force in the meridians became more and more, Ye Chen felt a tingling sensation coming from the meridians in his body, and his face showed a dignified look.

"Is your body at its limit?"

Ye Chen took a deep breath, hurriedly urged the Yuan Force in his body, and rushed towards the Fifth Gate Jingmen.

Countless Yuan forces rushed towards Jingmen like the sea, and the bottleneck that was originally as stable as Mount Tai slowly loosened a little.

"Jingmen, open. ”

I don't know how long it took, a roar came from Ye Chen's body, and a violent momentum emanated from Ye Chen's body.

"Finally it worked. ”

Ye Chen opened his eyes, a look of surprise appeared in his eyes, and he clenched his fists slightly, feeling unprecedentedly powerful.

"I actually used up all the spiritual water in a pool, this immortal Xuangong is strong, but it's too cheating, there are still three doors left in the eight gates, where can I find so much spiritual water." ”

Ye Chen stood up and looked at the empty pool, with a wry smile on his face.

This pool of spiritual water condensed by spiritual energy was prepared by the witch god for his inheritor, and it would be difficult for Ye Chen to find such a big opportunity.

Moreover, if this pool of spiritual water is cultivated by ordinary people, even if it cannot be cultivated in the Grandmaster Realm, it is enough to cultivate to the late stage of the innate stage.

That is, Ye Chen, a monster, used so many resources to reach the realm of the peak of the middle innate stage.

However, with his current state of five doors fully open, it is enough to compete with the late congenital stage.

Just when Ye Chen was surprised, the dragon pattern ring suddenly lit up with a light, and Ye Chen suddenly had something more in his mind.

Before Ye Chen could feel it carefully, his head suddenly went blank, and then Ye Chen's consciousness appeared in a vast land, and a figure whose face could not be seen clearly appeared in front of Ye Chen.

Ye Chen only glanced at it, and actually had the illusion of seeing Tianwei, in front of him, he was as weak as an ant.

"Cultivating together, refining the body is the beginning of everything, and the power comes from one's own body, the human body, which is the most mysterious thing in heaven and earth. ”

The figure's lips moved slightly, and the voice seemed to be very soft, but a deafening sound came from Ye Chen's ears.

"The name of this fist is silence, which means that all things wither. ”

As soon as the words fell, the figure made a fist pose.

Ye Chen's pupils contracted suddenly, and there was a strong sense of crisis in his heart, as if the person standing in front of him was not a person, but an ancient fierce beast.

Under Ye Chen's attentive gaze, this figure slowly raised his right hand, not clenched like an ordinary person, but when he clenched his fist, his thumb was between his middle finger and ring finger, like a bulge, turning into an indestructible point on the fist!

A punch fell, Ye Chen could clearly feel that this figure did not use any yuan power, but there was a wind, blowing out, the wind was cold, like extinction of life, as soon as it was blown out, the world around it actually turned gray, and it seemed that all the vitality was destroyed under this punch.

And although Ye Chen only had his consciousness here and did not bear the power of this fist head-on, his feelings were extremely profound.

The fire of his life, under this punch, seemed to be extinguished, and a cold air that was extremely cold made Ye Chen's heart vibrate.

He had a strong feeling that the punch thrown by this figure could make all things extinguish and die instantly!

Is this the Fist of Annihilation!

Suddenly, this figure punched out, only to see that within a hundred feet of the direction of this fist, all of them were covered by frost, and all vitality melted.

Ye Chen only felt that his heart was roaring, as if he was frozen by this fist, he looked at the scene in front of him blankly, and he couldn't say a word when he was shocked.

"Silence ......," Ye Chen muttered to himself.

(End of chapter)