"Playing with me, right! If I'm afraid of you as a woman, then I'm not the Holy Son of the Dragon Transformation Sect!"

Ye Chen wiped away the red blood that had unconsciously flowed to his mouth, and then stretched out his arms and pressed against the projection of the third coffin!

Speaking of which, it is just a projection of the third coffin, but the cold hardness and the fluctuation of the aura still seem to be no different from the real third coffin!

The two arms were against Ye Chen, the green tendons on his forehead ran through, the blood was rushing, and his throat squirmed, letting out a low and hoarse roar. Then little by little, he pushed this heavy and vast bronze coffin like the ancient mountain, and hit the purple sword light of the earth, water, wind and fire, thunder and moonlight.

One stone stirs up a thousand waves!

It was like two flood beasts, unexpectedly met in this empty and ancient starry sky, the claws and teeth were intertwined, and the storm waves rubbed out were like volcanic eruptions, and they were undulating, murmuring, and spreading to the starry sky area hundreds of miles away, even if a top Divine Mansion Realm cultivator fell into the center of this storm, he would be reduced to ashes in an instant.

Ye Chen was behind the projection of the third coffin, and the third coffin was displayed horizontally, helping him offset the storm of eight or nine times out of ten, but there was still a part of the impact force, through the projection of the third coffin, slapped on his chest!

This was a blow that overwhelming the momentum of the mountains and the sea, Ye Chen had six reincarnation mystical protection bodies, and he couldn't resist spitting out a mouthful of blood, and retreated a few hundred meters before stopping.

In contrast, Shantai Shengyao was also trembling, and the corners of her mouth flowed with pitiful red blood!

“...... Bastard! What kind of magic weapon is that coffin this guy took out? A medium-grade immortal holy weapon? Or a high-grade immortal holy weapon?"

Looking at the bronze coffin that was still solid and not a little shattered, Shantai Shengyao's heart began to doubt. Her Zixiao Tianyue Sword is a low-grade immortal holy weapon, and with her cultivation to control it, the fur power it inspires should also be completely superior to Ye Chen. Who let Ye Chen lose so much to him in the realm!

Even if there was an immortal holy weapon comparable to the Zixiao Tianyue Sword in Ye Chen's hands, it would be impossible for him to come and fight with him, but in the end, Shantai Shengyao had to suspect that the bronze coffin was a medium-grade or high-grade immortal holy weapon, only this kind of statement could make Ye Chen be able to compete with the edge of the Zixiao Tianyue Sword even if his cultivation was not as good as his own!

"Whew~"

After taking out a few drops of the colored spiritual liquid he had obtained earlier, Ye Chen's spirit and spirit recovered.

He looked at Meimu disillusioned, just like the thoughtful Shantai Shengyao, and teased, "Okay, three swords! Senior Sister Shantai, you have the last sword left, don't say that I won't give you a chance, it's Senior Sister Shantai that you didn't grasp it yourself." ”

"Dead duck has a hard mouth!" "The demeanor of the Shengyao is peerless, and he said: "If you want to wear the crown, you must suffer from it! If your cultivation is so low, you will forcibly sacrifice the bronze ancient coffin, and this saint will not believe that there is no backlash against you." ”

"Each other, Senior Sister Tangtai, didn't you also take out this Zixiao Tianyue Sword?" Ye Chen shrugged his shoulders, only in this way can he be angry with that woman.

It's a way to disturb the mood of your enemies.

Sure enough, what Sheng Yao couldn't get used to the most was the young man's virtue of dying and not being able to live, and he was furious all of a sudden, and he angrily raised the Zixiao Tianyue Sword that was flowing with immeasurable moonlight, and the majestic mana that hibernation in her graceful and delicate body was also poured into the Zixiao Tianyue Sword that exuded boundless moonlight.

Airplanes~

The Zixiao Sky Moon Sword, which absorbed all the power of the Shantai Shengyao, was full of divine light, illuminating the eternity, and the purple moonlight that erupted from the tip of the sword, like the immortal star and the great moon, emitted a forbidden fluctuation that killed and destroyed the world, as fast as a lightning bolt bombarded outside the coffin of the third world.

"Bang Long"

The explosion was deafening, Ye Chen flew more than a kilometer away this time, and his flesh and blood were about to be torn apart, covered with bright red blood, and more than one bone was broken!

But from beginning to end, the projection of the three coffins showed no signs of disappearing.

This is the coffin of the third world, and a projection also has the essence of immortal coercion over everything, but Ye Chen is too weak, relying on the coffin of the third world to collide with the Shentai Shengyao, and he also fell into a tragic end.

After Shantai Shengyao sent out this last sword, she was almost exhausted, and she was drenched in sweat, and to control an immortal holy weapon, even if she used one-ten-thousandth of the power of the immortal holy weapon, it was too reluctant for a martial arts monk of her realm.

"It's dangerous! It's just a matter of losing it, and my body will fall apart. ”

In a hurry, he took out more than a dozen drops of colored spiritual liquid and swallowed it, Ye Chen realized a problem, that is, no matter how powerful the things outside his body were, they were also closely related to his own strength, and they must be inseparably related. It's like today's battle, if you have the power to volatilize the power of the third coffin at will, will it still make this woman look like this?

The energy of the colored ichor is gentle and easily absorbed.

With the snap of his fingers, Ye Chen's injuries were significantly healed under the repair of more than a dozen drops of colored spiritual liquid.

He cheered up, walked to the coffin of the third world, and said, "Senior Sister Tangtai, if you are okay, I will leave." ”

"Hand over the Chaos Blue Lotus Seed! Shentai Shengyao replied.

"I said, why are you still thinking about my things? The Chaos Blue Lotus Seed is in my hands, and it's mine. Do you still want me to help you persuade my mother to return to Zixiao Holy Land with you after I go back?" Ye Chen smiled bitterly and waved his hand, "Don't forget, we had an agreement before.

You give me that ancient spirit wood, and I will help you persuade my mother to let her go back to the Zixiao Holy Land with you. If you're messing around and not forgiving, I'm going to leave it alone. ”

Yutai Shengyao was angry, this guy was purely brazen, and scolded, "Is it interesting that you use this kind of thing to threaten this holy woman? If you don't hand over the Chaos Blue Lotus Seed, you won't be able to leave." ”

Ye Chen, hehe, "Do you think I can't see it, after you send out those three swords, it is also the end of the strong crossbow, if you have the ability, you will come over to suppress me, if you don't have that strength, I won't return the "Chaos Blue Lotus Seed" to you." ”

Looking at the young man who was playing a scoundrel and still had a blushing face and a heartbeat, after analyzing the situation with a beautiful eye, Sheng Yao said, "If you don't hand it over, I'll see if you can keep this 'Chaos Blue Lotus Seed'!"

With that, the woman brushed her sleeves and left.

Ye Chen was puzzled, what does this mean?