Chapter 179: Desperate Situation

When everyone heard Ye Chen's fierce roar, they were also frightened, their steps began to tremble, and they slowly retreated. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Ye Chen smiled evilly and looked at the three elders playfully, "Old horseman, whether you want to kill me or I want to kill you today, I'm afraid it's not necessarily now," he said as he walked towards Ye Chen with the magic sword.

"You, don't be arrogant", the third elder was furious, but the dodgy eyes immediately betrayed his apparent pretense of composure.

On the other side, the abbot of Wufa had already woken up, stroked his chest and coughed incessantly, and said angrily behind him,

"Eighteen Arhats, quickly form a formation, today we must suppress this demon Dao, and send him to the West Heaven to see the Buddha to keep the peace."

After speaking, a group of monks behind him began to revolve around Ye Chen, and eighteen people formed a circle to wrap Ye Chen in it, constantly turning in circles without moving.

Ye Chen smiled indifferently and said secretly, "Is this old monk trying to work hard, hmph, colluding with the same stream will simply ruin the reputation of Buddhism," After finishing speaking, he looked at the abbot of the Dharma with contempt.

The third elder took advantage of Ye Chen's distraction, and immediately ran over to stand with the Wuxin Dao Chief, after all, Ye Chen was too uncertain at this time, and he was completely unsure of killing him.

"Run, get over here and die!" Ye Chen roared angrily, jumped directly into the air, a sword slashed out, a black sword qi blasted out from the sword body, and the three elders immediately put the bronze mirror in front of them, but the raging sword qi had no trajectory at all, the three elders were still injured, and their faces were also cut by the cold sword qi, and a little blood oozed from the mouth.

The three elders immediately put the bronze mirror in their pockets, and did not wait for the bronze mirror to return the absorbed sword momentum to Ye Chen, after all, the sword intent is not a general entity to those spells, the sword qi is an ethereal existence, based on the surrounding aura, with the sword path as the carrier, it bursts out of the sword path aura in an instant, producing huge lethality, but because of the complexity of the attributes and running tracks, the three elders' bronze mirror can only absorb but cannot replicate and rebound like before.

Ye Chen was slightly stunned, "Could it be that sword qi can be absorbed?" I'm a little interested in this treasure," and then turned his gaze to the shrinking eighteen arhats, and saw that they kept muttering and looking solemn, and they didn't know what they were doing.

"Arhat Binding Spirit Array," Wuxin Dao Chief thought secretly, and saw Ye Chen in the middle of the circle suddenly standing in place, constantly beating his head with his hand, that expression seemed to be very painful.

"It seems that Wufa has made up his mind, and he even took out the Bundle Spirit Array, "It turns out that these eighteen Arhats are evolving into a set of formations of Buddhism, with Arhats as the base of the formation, and Buddhism as the power, constantly reciting the evil spirit power in the formation, the so-called bundle of spirits, is to bind the opponent's soul, so that the opponent's soul can not keep up with the body, and finally unable to move, and the soul is easily damaged if you stay in this array for a long time, but this array also has his restrictions on casting, Buddhism is compassionate, many magical powers are not allowed to be used on ordinary people, and the same is true for the Beam Spirit Array, It is ineffective for ordinary people, but for some netherworld ghosts, it has a miraculous effect, Ye Chen is fused with the netherworld power at the moment, and there is a great similarity with the evil spirit in a certain way, and the formation naturally regards him as an attack target.

The Buddha's words continue to come out of the mouth of this Arhat, this is the Buddha's mind, the Buddha's cultivation method is different from the average monk, they pay more attention to the spiritual practice, that is, the cultivation of the soul, generally speaking, the soul of the Buddha is more than twice as powerful as the soul of the monk of the same level, so the major supernatural powers of the Buddha are basically soul attacks, which can have a huge impact on the enemy's soul, and this set of Arhat Binding Spiritual Method is a kind of magical power of the Buddha, but it has long been lost, There is only a general record of the orthodoxy of Buddhism like Shaolin, but with such a set of fragments, its power should not be underestimated.

"Hey, what kind of power is this," Ye Chen gritted his teeth and looked extremely painful, only to see that the green corpse on the side had finally come to his senses just now, and at this moment, he was trapped by this spirit array like Ye Chen.

"Take Kuroko with you, go!" Ye Chen gave an order in his heart, and the green corpse immediately acted, dragging heavy steps to carry the still sleeping sunspot on his shoulder, and jumped hard, and at this time, Ye Chen resisted the power of this Arhat Beam Spirit Array, and shot out two divine talismans, which were directly attached to the feet of the green corpse, and the originally sluggish footsteps immediately became lighter, and Xiao Gang immediately broke away from the range of the formation, and ran down the mountain without looking.

"Chase!" A few disciples behind Wufa chased after the green corpse, and then walked towards the Arhat Bunching Spirit Array, and a cruel smile unworthy of this robe appeared on their pale faces.

The continuous telekinesis of the Eighteen Arhats finally pressed Ye Chen to kneel on one foot, and Ye Chen grabbed the ink-colored long sword in his hand with both hands, preventing himself from kneeling down with his other foot.

The third elder walked out of the circle like a nobody, and then looked at Ye Chen mockingly, "Boy, with the Shaolin Beam Spirit Array, you just wait to die", after speaking, he smiled at the abbot of the Dharma Enlightenment in a friendly manner, everything that is happening so far is still under his control, Feng Yueping is dead, he can still cultivate the second Feng Yueping, but the sword in Ye Chen's hand does not have a second one, as long as he gets this sword, he can have more, "If you can get the strong support of that person, it is possible to break through the Heavenly Rank within ten years, what else, What could be more tempting than that? The three elders thought happily.

Ye Chen's heart was very uncomfortable, at this moment he felt like hundreds of millions of ants were biting his soul, and the feeling of being torn apart made him have a splitting headache.

Suddenly, his pupils shrank, as if he sensed something and became nervous, it turned out that an hour of time gradually passed, and the control power of the netherworld became stronger and stronger in Ye Chen's mind, constantly devouring Ye Chen's will, and it was exactly the bad things that happened one by one.

Nanli Dao Chang was also stared at by the Wuxin Dao Leader at this time, once he made a little rash move, the Wuxin Dao Chief would go up, and he would not be able to rescue Ye Chen without skills.

In the distance, the birds and eagles in the jungle chirped, as if a huge object fell to the ground, there was a rumbling sound, Ye Chen's heart was shocked, it seemed that the green corpse did not escape, but was still caught up by those monks, without Ye Chen watching from the side, Xiaogang's battle was unskilled, and he would definitely be hit.

"Give me death, give me death", Ye Chen looked at the three elders angrily, and a sense of frustration spread throughout his body.

I don't know where the power came from, Ye Chen stood up stiffly, grabbed something from his pocket, and threw it at the arhats around him.

"Boom!"

The huge flames burst out in an instant, and more than a dozen fire spirit runes flew out, actually burning several Arhats into burning men, and the Arhat Beam Spirit Array immediately collapsed.

Ye Chen was slightly stunned, he didn't expect this group of monks to be so incompetent, and they couldn't even deal with the most basic first-grade fire spirit talisman, in fact, Ye Chen was wrong, few people in the Buddhist sect would focus on physical cultivation, and besides, just now this group of arhats were completely immersed in the operation of this formation, where would Ye Chen still have the strength to resist. Of course, only a person like Ye Chen who is so ruthless to himself can do this.

And at this time, the most bewildered ones were the abbot of the Enlightenment Law and the three elders of Xuanling, one was busy healing his disciples and was always vigilant of Ye Chen's attack, while the other kept retreating, the true qi of the martial artist was more than one grade worse than the aura, and now that Ye Chen had blessed the power of the netherworld after demonization, even if the three elders devoured the explosive Yuan Dan, it was useless.

Ye Chen focused his gaze on the three elders, the spirit binding array failed, the shackles on the soul disappeared immediately, Ye Chen instantly moved in front of the three elders, raised a sword high, and slashed towards the three elders.

"Die!"

The long sword fell, and the three elders pressed the bronze mirror against their chests, and they didn't know what was going on with this bronze mirror, this pure attack was actually partially defused by him, but he still cut off one of his arms.

You hurt my hand with a bronze mirror, and I will use a long sword to abolish your arm, Ye Chen, I did it, but he was not satisfied.

The paralysis in his heart is getting stronger and stronger, maybe the next second he will lose consciousness and be completely demonized, and he must slaughter this damned person before then.

However, time did not wait for him, his body was shocked, the long sword in his hand fell to the ground, Ye Chen's eyes lost their brightness, and everyone in the audience didn't know what was going on.

"This is", Nanli Dao Chang muttered to himself in distraction, only to see that the aura on Ye Chen's body became darker and colder, "Could it be that he has really cultivated evil skills?" But why didn't you find it before," Nanli Dao Chang wondered.

Ye Chen's mind sank into a dark square at this moment, which was the depths of his soul.

Paralyzed on the ground, he had no strength, and there were constant voices coming from his side, and soon, he found that it was a group of ghost soldiers, real ghost soldiers, wearing cold iron swords, walking towards Ye Chen with neat and mechanical steps, their eyes were colorless, they stopped in front of Ye Chen, and they all pulled out their iron swords and pointed directly at Ye Chen. He knew that all this was false and true, if he was really killed by a group of ghost soldiers, then his true will would also be torn apart, and it would be impossible for him to have human nature, and he might become a completely demonized monster, a bloodthirsty monster.

"Get out of here," Ye Chen roared angrily, but it had no effect, this group of ghost soldiers still kept gathering towards him, and the black pressure was completely uncountable.

"I didn't expect that being reborn once would still result like this, it was really a shame in my previous life," Ye Chen thought with a wry smile, and couldn't think of why he failed, why he ended up in such a situation, shouldn't he really come here to leave the mountain?

He suddenly thought of a smile, it was a sunny afternoon, the sun shone through the window of the library, shining on the shoulders of a long-haired woman, that nervous look, the books that kept flipping through, the serious face, that person, it was Ke Menglan.

"Am I tempted", Ye Chen thought with a chuckle, he didn't expect to think of that stupid woman at this juncture, he didn't dare to admit that he didn't dare to face her, and only now did he understand his thoughts.

"If you had to do it all over again, what would you choose?" A voice sounded, and Ye Chen only regarded it as the voice of his own heart.