Chapter 120: Suppressive Atmosphere

The next day, Hengyue Sect was full.

Heng Yuezong was particularly lively today, because today was the day before the outdoor door competition.

At this time, the foreign disciples of the Hengyue Sect gathered in twos and threes. A large percentage of foreign disciples need to be registered. Not all of the disciples had to attend. Weak people don't feel uncomfortable.

And when Jesin came, a great crowd was gathered here. The disciples also saw his shining eyes.

"Is this Qiankun Pavilion?" Ye Chen touched his chin and couldn't help but raise his head.

Qiankun Pavilion is really majestic. On the top of the pavilion, there is also a Qiankun seal, which is dazzling.

"It's magnificent. Ye Chen sighed and walked in.

At first glance, the battlefield he saw was as large as a hundred square feet. The clearing around the battlefield is thousands of feet long. For many years, it was here that the big contest outside the battlefield was conducted.

"Emperor bless me, don't let me meet a fierce enemy. ”

"I don't want to stay out for another three years. ”

"Bless me, O God!"

When Jecheng heard these words on the way, he prayed with his hands.

Why?

Ye Chen's appearance immediately attracted the attention of the disciples.

He is now a celebrity in Hengyue. He was an intern disciple who was rejected by Mitutoyo that day. In just two months, he became a dark horse that Zong Hengyue didn't know. It was a big surprise.

"Don't let me meet him. ”

"I don't want to see him either. ”

"He's a bad guy. "Whoever meets it is unlucky.

Ye Chen ignored the words around him and walked straight to Qiankun Pavilion.

When he met face to face, he met an old acquaintance, and if he looked closely, wasn't it Zhao Long of Fengdie?

"You Chen". Seeing Ye Chen, Zhao Long gritted his teeth.

Ye Chen directly ignored it and didn't bother to argue with it. He defeated Zhao Long when it was condensed that day. Now he had reached the ninth level of condensation, which was higher than Zhao Long. They are no longer the same kind of people.

Ignored by Ye Chen, Zhao Long's teeth clicked, but he couldn't do anything. Zhenhuan's disciples were beaten by more than half, and he was no longer qualified to compare with Ye Chen.

At the front, the disciples who came to sign up had silently made way for Ye Chen.

Ye Chen was not polite. He walked straight up to an elder named Li Daotong, who was wearing a white robe.

"Elder, I'm here to sign up. Ye Chen said that he had already handed in his ID card.

"Are you Ye Chen?" Li Daotong glanced at the name on his ID card, and couldn't help but look Ye Chen up and down, and he sighed: "This generation has really come out."

The brother praised him. ”

"Okay, get it right. Li Dao's gentle smile engraved Ye Chen's name on the jade tablet.

After signing up, Ye Chen turned around and walked out, but met many old friends again.

Ren Yangfeng's disciples came in groups, led by a man named Jiang Hao. On the other side, Di Yangfeng's disciples also came, naturally leading purple shirts.

When the enemy met, his eyes were red.

When Ren Yangfeng and Di Yangfeng's disciples saw Ye Chen, their faces and brushes were eclipsed. These days, their faces disappeared in Ye Chen's hands.

"Child, you'd better pray that God doesn't meet me, or you'll die ugly. Jiang Hao and Purple Shirt stepped forward and smiled coldly.

"Is this intimidation?" Ye Chen looked directly at the two people, his eyes sharp and deep.

The momentum of the three corpses surged silently, constantly climbing. A battle is about to begin.

"It's too busy!" the scolding of the hippie smile sounded, and Yin Zhiping walked in gently shaking the folding fan. He looked at Ye Chen with a sneer, a cold light flashing in his eyes.

Ye Chen glanced at Yin Zhiping, and the uncontrollable killing was suppressed by him.

That day in the martial law center, he seriously injured Zhang Fengnian. He was dead, dead in his heart, secretly vowing that one day he would exterminate the dog mongrel.

"The idea of killing is too heavy, even if you are strong, you will not succeed. As soon as this sentence came out, Ye Chen didn't have to look at it. He also knew who was coming. Except for that person Yang Feng's Su Xinyue, who would say that.

Next, a lot of people came, most of them Ye Chen.

Okay! So many people sneered and looked at Ye Chen, which made Ye Chen's figure look very weak.

"Will it be here?" whispered the disciples around him.

"This is Qiankun Pavilion. "Will you fight to the death here?"

"What? What are you doing here?" followed by an angry voice that broke the oppressive atmosphere of the scene.

The visitor was a disciple dressed in purple and holding a purple golden hammer. His body is generally not strong and he is not brave.

Just when he was not far from Qiankun Pavilion, Ye Chen was dragged away by Xiong Er who came from nowhere.

"Where did you come from?"

"Show you good stuff. Xiong Erbo blinked his little eyes for some reason.

Ye Chen was dragged by Xiong Er to the Lingguo Orchard.

Speaking of which, it was the first time that Ye Chen had come to the soul orchard of the Hengyue Sect.

When he entered, the first thing he saw was glittering fruit hanging from a sturdy fruit tree. He has a keen eye for fruit and spiritual thoughts.

When they came in, Tang Ruxuan, the apprentice of Ling Guo's orchard, had already picked a few Ling Guo's plates to treat Ye Chen leniently.

Of course, Ye Chen was rude. He bit Ling Guo and looked at Xiong Er. "What good words did you say?"

"Look over there. Xiong Er said, but he didn't forget to point to the distance.

Wen Yan and Ye Chen looked in the direction of Xiong Erzhi.

At this time, he found that there was a man in black standing under the Spirit Country Tree not far away, motionless like a standard robbery.

"Who! I haven't seen it yet. Ye Chen looked at Xiong Er and Tang Ruxuan suspiciously.

"He's a puppet. Tang Ruxuan put his hands on the stone table, holding the chin full of cow teeth. "The master brought it from the inner gate yesterday and said that he was going to guard the Soul Orchard. ”

"Puppet?" Ye Chen was stunned.

"Good stuff!" Xiong Er hey, hey, smiled and bit hard.

"Then I'll have to take a look. Ye Chen patted his skin and ran over.

When he came to the puppet, he touched his chin and looked the puppet up and down. From the puppet's body, he could not feel any of the monk's breath. The puppet's face is stiff, its eyes are hollow, and its mood does not fluctuate.

"Just like the rumors. As early as when Zong Zhengyang was collecting intelligence, he heard the puppet say.

The so-called puppet is a murderous weapon made by a special metaphysical sacrifice. They don't have emotional thoughts, so they're cold-blooded. Once they identify the target, they don't stop unless the executor stops.

He reached out and patted the puppet gently.

Pounds pounds!

The puppet's body is as hard as metal.

"Well, it's fresh!" Kumaji walked over, holding a fruit in his hand. In the trials of the barren forest, there are such puppets, but they are all human puppets. In terms of power, they are the equivalent of the priest's human realm.

"Is there a higher level of human beings?

"Of course. Bear nodded at two o'clock. "At the human level, the Xuanji puppet corresponds to the sunshine kingdom of the real monk, at the Xuanji level, the underworld puppet corresponds to the spiritual kingdom of the monk, and at the underworld level, the underworld is the kingdom of heaven. "I heard my uncle say that we still have a whimsical puppet in the Hengyue Sect, just like the monk's empty kingdom.

"Really, fake. Ye Chen was surprised together.

"I've heard it's true. "My uncle's rank is so low that I haven't met him personally".

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