Xiao Zongxuan suddenly jumped out, completely dissatisfied with Ye Chen's provocation.

He stood in front of the Great Yan Emperor Xiao Zhongxing, his gaze directed at Ye Chen.

"Substitutions, why substitutions!"

"With your cultivation at the peak of the martial arts realm, you are also worthy of being on par with this prince?"

"Come on, since you dare to stand on the side of the forces where the Great Martial Dynasty is located, don't blame me for being ruthless. Xiao Zongxuan didn't say a word, and went to the gambling arena.

His fighting spirit is so strong that it is already unstoppable.

When Emperor Xiao Zhongxing saw this scene, he gritted his teeth fiercely.

On the other hand, Wu Pingcang, the Emperor of Dawu, always carried his hands behind his back, his face was very calm and calm, and he was confident from the inside out, and he didn't feel any suspense in this battle at all.

His self-confidence made Xiao Zongxuan's uneasiness more and more intense.

"Xiao Zhongxing, in the battle of the younger brother, it is inconvenient for us to interfere too much. Wu Pingcang confronted Xiao Zhongxing and said.

In his hand, he took out an emperor-quality sword, and the silver light flashed.

It was the inheritance-level weapon of the Dawu Dynasty, the treasure of the emperor, the desperate magic weapon left by the strong man of the Martial Emperor who once opened the sect, and it was also the core of the power left by the ancestor of the most ancient ancestor of the Dawu bloodline.

As soon as the emperor's weapon came out, the sky above the gambling arena was instantly shrouded in sword intent, and the heavens and the earth were overshadowed.

The gap between imperial weapons and imperial weapons is not as simple as a single level.

One emperor martial is enough to change the victory or defeat of the two peak martial emperors against each other.

For a powerful cultivator of the Martial Emperor Five Heavens, having an Emperor Weapon is equivalent to having the power of a peak Martial Emperor in an instant.

And now, the treasure of the emperor inheritance level is personally in the hands of Wu Pingcang, the bloodline heir, and his combat power will definitely not be weaker than that of ordinary emperor realm powerhouses.

In this way, Xiao Zhongxing in front of him couldn't help frowning.

His strength ranks high among the peak martial emperors, and the Antarctic region is famous, but in the absence of imperial martial arts, he does not dare to be reckless.

At least for now, it is impossible to threaten the much younger Dawu Emperor Wu Pingcang.

The latter took out this inheritance-level sword, which meant that Wu Pingcang attached great importance to this gambling battle.

Xiao Zhongxing also understood the meaning.

Seeing the appearance of this sword, his face twitched.

In their Great Yan Dynasty, there are indeed inheritance-level imperial martial treasures.

But the Imperial Treasures were generally suppressed in the most secret places of the Imperial Dynasty, and no one would carry them with them.

Even if it is a peak martial emperor powerhouse, the emperor of a dynasty, this is the case.

Emperor Wu carries the fortune of a great dynasty, which is about the heritage and stability of a dynasty.

As a last resort, he could only follow Wu Pingcang's wishes, and the two returned to the throne and sat upright to watch the gambling fight.

Subsequently, Ye Chen slowly came to the stage and stood on the opposite side of Xiao Zongxuan.

The moment the two looked at each other, the momentum of both sides rose.

They were the first to engage in a soul encounter.

Ye Chen could feel that the soul power released by the other party hid an unusual and strange power, full of killing aura.

That's the means that belong to the ghost clan.

Through the power of his soul, Ye Chen could see that the purple shadow that was entrenched above Xiao Zongxuan's head at this time resembled a bat, a bat filled with dark purple light.

The appearance of the soul bat came to his mind.

"The essence of the Oni Clan. ”

The guardian saint king of the Ice Elf clan told Ye Chen through the soul transmission.

"It's just a little dark spirit bat, not worth mentioning. ”

"Even in the spirit world, the ghost spirit race is just an ordinary race, not to mention the dark spirit bat, which can't be on the stage.

Compared to the status of my elven clan in the Holy Realm, it is far from the same. The powerful guardian saint king of the Ice Elf Clan said disdainfully, seemingly looking down on the existence sent by the other party's Ghost Spirit Clan.

However, being nothing from the perspective of great power does not mean that it is nothing to Ye Chen.

The ghost spirit clan, after all, is a creature belonging to the higher world, and at this moment, there is only a wisp of remnant soul left, and it is also extremely powerful.

No one knows how far its main soul has cultivated during its lifetime.

Moreover, it held a strange and powerful soul, and Ye Chen had to be cautious and cautious.

Fortunately, the power of his soul is currently increased compared to Xiao Zongxuan, who has increased the power of ghosts. And be more resilient.

The two clashed souls, and Ye Chen had the upper hand.

He didn't take the initiative and simply put pressure.

After some pressure, Xiao Zongxuan's forehead was covered with sweat, and Ye Chen looked quite calm and relaxed.

"You!"

"Why is your soul so powerful?"

"Could it be that you are too?" Xiao Zongxuan looked at Ye Chen very suspiciously, and asked curiously.

In Xiao Zongxuan's opinion, he has the soul amplification of the ghost spirit clan, and it should be impossible for a cultivator of the same realm to appear, and the soul power is stronger than him.

He guessed that Ye Chen was also a cultivator who had been amplified by the Ghost Spirit Clan.

Ye Chen smiled contemptuously.

"Don't worry, I'm not like you. ”

"Find something that looks like a mouse and put it on top of your head, I don't have such a heavy taste. Ye Chen sneered.

His words, captured by the remnants of the Ghost Clan, were clearly enraged.

So much so that in Xiao Zongxuan's eyes, purple light flickered.

"Kill him!" a soulstorm sounded.

Xiao Zongxuan immediately condensed his killing intent and nodded.

"Good!"

"If you dare to insult your predecessors, the crime is extremely heinous, and I will break them into pieces!" Xiao Zongxuan rushed up frantically.

The strength of his whole body has been increased by the powerhouses of the ghost spirit clan.

The main body instantly turned into a purple figure, transforming into a dark purple cloud in the sky, shuttling in and out with a blow.

Xiao Zongxuan even wanted to kill Ye Chen in the same way as before.

It's just that he is obviously too naïve.

"Apprentice Magic: [Flash]"

Ye Chen's reaction speed was even faster than that of the purple shadow.

[Flickering], after all, is a means of moving space, surpassing the power of any body space.

The space fluctuates rapidly, attracting the attention of ghost spirits.

He heard the voice of the soul.

"Whoever you are. ”

"If you dare to stop the king's plan, you must die. ”

The Holy Soul of the Ghost Spirit Clan was furious, and his strength became even more violent, as if he felt that Ye Chen's strength was special, and he gave more soul amplification, helping Xiao Zongxuan's strength to climb again.

He cultivated as a half-step Martial King, completely broke through the Martial King Realm, and the rule power on his body reached the Double Heavenly Transformation Realm.

"Hahaha!"

"The rules of the Dual Heavenly Transformation Realm, control the flames, do whatever you want, and with a single thought, the flame rules can come out of the sky. ”

"Even if it's the third brother, it's nothing more than that!"

"You, how can you fight with me?" Xiao Zongxuan opened his arms and said arrogantly with a smile in his eyes.

His face became more and more hideous, and his palms turned into devil's claws, looking extremely sharp.

"Soul Flame, turn to ashes!" Xiao Zongxuan struck again, and the soul flame burned in his palm.

The flame that touches the soul power does not belong to this world at all, Ye Chen frowned, once he is touched by this flame, I am afraid that his soul will be burned.

"Storm Thunder Dragon Armor!"

He directly put on his top-grade intermediate magic suit, the azure armor was covered with thunder lines, thousands of thunder dragon scales covered his body, the shining light was dazzling, and above the dragon horns, the dragon soul wandered.

"Roar. ”

With a roar of the Storm Thunder Dragon, he drank out in a rage.