Chapter 13: The Land of Reincarnation, the Altar of the Heavenly Sacrifice

"Extinguish!"

Just when the Panhuang Sword Qi slashed towards the Goddess of the Moon, Ye Chen suddenly made a move, shouted, and the Heavenly Fist Intent exploded like a volcano with the huge power of the human immortals, like tumbling magma rumbling, galloping and roaring.

This magnificent power caused the surrounding space to crackle and explode, cracking the slightest spatial crack, but it was fleeting.

Infinite qi and blood condensed in the vertebrae, like a dragon reaching the Heavenly Spirit Gai, and finally rose to the sky like an ancient true dragon, striking back and forth with the Panhuang Sword Qi, and bombarded the Goddess of the Moon.

Wow......

The collision of the three was too violent, Ye Chen was agitated, and his body flew out like a rainbow, and it stopped thousands of meters later; The red gold sword qi emitted by the imperial sword also turned into a sky full of shattered light and dissipated between heaven and earth.

In the same place, there was only one river left, which was a fragment of the Goddess of the Moon, which had been worn out by Ye Chen and Panhuang Sword Qi, and hung in the starry sky like the Milky Way in the sky, full of stars and radiating brilliant brilliance.

Seeing this, Ye Chen's feet manifested the law of lines, and his body turned into a streamer in front of this "Milky Way", and the majestic vitality sprayed thin, gathering these points of light, and finally turned into a set of white clothes like jade, which was the moonlight turned into substance, softer and smoother than silk, exuding the mana fluctuations of the thunder tribulation master, and was finally worn by Ye Chen.

Collect the goddess and make clothes!

He jumped out of the stone, he was a human being, not a monkey, there was no hair on his body, he was naturally smooth from top to bottom, and now he finally had a set of clothes, and there was a mana blessing comparable to that of a thunder tribulation master, which greatly increased his combat power.

"Cold Moon!"

Champion Hou's eyes were split, and his goddess was made into clothes, which made him angry, wielding the Panhuang Soul Sword in his hand, and slashing out seven or eight ten miles of red gold sword qi in one go, breaking through the void, cutting everything, and killing again.

"The land of reincarnation, up!"

Suddenly, Ye Chen shouted violently, dispatched the hole cards, he communicated the existence in the underworld, and a projection descended around him.

It was a strange place, only a few acres in size, there were no mountains, rivers, sun and moon, and no stars flowing, and it was gray everywhere, as if it had come from the primeval flood and the vicissitudes of eternity.

In the center, there is an ancient altar, round, simple and desolate, with mottled textures inscribed on it, and you can feel the charm of the beginning of chaos.

Whew......

Panhuang's sword qi came to him, but all of them fell into the place called the place of reincarnation, and they all disappeared, without making any waves.

Rumble!

Before the champion Hou could react, Ye Chen directly killed him and grabbed him. At the same time, the ancient altar in the center shook suddenly.

Suddenly, an ancient chant sounded, as if it came from the nine heavens, and it was like an ancient sacrifice, permeating the vicissitudes of the primeval world, it involved a shocking secret, and should not exist in the world.

"Zhutian Altar, receive!"

Ye Chen made one seal after another. Suddenly, on the altar, ten thousand rays of light flickered, forming a string of ancient passwords, as if coming from eternity, the gods were shocking, like a rainbow through the sun.

"Whoosh!"

Suddenly, on the altar, an ancient gate slowly opened, shooting out a shocking light that fixed the Panhuang Soul Sword in the hand of the champion Hou, allowing it to buzz and burst out with energy enough to annihilate the sun, moon and stars, but it still couldn't get rid of the shackles of the Zhutian Altar, and was finally included in it, and disappeared with the phantom summoned by Ye Chen.

On the spot, Ye Chen pinched the neck of the champion Hou with one hand, and lifted him up like a chicken.

In the original work, Hong Yi was not even at the peak of the Martial Saint, and after controlling this natural immortal clone, he relied on a strength gap of more than ten times to defeat the champion Hou.

Now Ye Chen's realm is much higher than Hong Yi at that time, which is enough to exert the power of human immortals to the peak of perfection, and any martial saint, even a half-step human immortal, cannot be his opponent.

Not to mention, this is just a champion Hou who has lost the Panhuang Life Soul Sword.

"Champion Hou, you said you were going to slaughter me, but you couldn't kill any of them! Although anger has made your strength reach the level of a half-step human immortal, it is a pity that if you don't reach this realm, you will never be able to understand the horror of human immortals, and if you don't jump out of the stone, you will never know how big the gap between the human immortals you were born with and the ordinary immortals! ”

Ye Chen's voice sounded in his ears. At this moment, Champion Hou felt an unprecedented insignificance, all his martial arts, all his will and fist intent were so pale in front of the human immortals, and he didn't have any strength to fight back.

"Yang An, your arrival forced me to be born early, and the origin has not been perfected. You deserve to die, but I'll give you a chance, hand over the Creation Gourd in your hand, let go of my heart, let me make a mark on your life, and I can let you continue to be your champion. ”

Ye Chen's eyes were cold, he threw it aside and made a decision. A living champion is worth much more than a dead champion, and similarly, an obedient champion is more useful than an disobedient champion.

It's just a pity that he hasn't come into contact with the Divine Soul cultivation system of the Yang God World yet, otherwise, with a single thought, he can kill the spiritual will of the champion Hou and take it away.

Now, although the champion Hou himself is of little value to Ye Chen, the champion Hou is a pawn of other powerful people, so he has obtained a lot of treasures that should not be obtained for him, and the Panhuang Soul Sword is one of them.

As long as he can control it well, he can indirectly calculate the existence behind the champion Hou. If I'm not mistaken, it was an Immortal God King with a shattering vacuum body, and at his peak, even the Immortal Emperor couldn't kill him.

As for whether the moving chess pieces will attract the powerful to shoot directly, it is impossible.

If this piece is worth more than that piece, then the dead piece is just waste. Besides, in the contest between chess pieces, if the chess player makes a move, it will violate the rules of the game.

It's like two children fighting, and suddenly the family beats the child, what will be the result?

Therefore, until the finale, the chess players will not come out to clean up the mess.

Besides, if he cares about this and that, what kind of Tao does he cultivate, and what kind of immortal does he become?

"Okay, I'll give it to you!"

Champion Hou suddenly became calm and threw out the Creation Gourd in his hand.

Well?!

Suddenly, Ye Chen's brows furrowed, and the whole person quickly retreated.

Rumble!

The gourd exploded, and the infinite power of space was disordered, tearing a corner of the vast world, sweeping for miles around, revealing an infinite spatial turbulence that swallowed everything.

Champion Hou did not dodge or dodge, and jumped into the spatial turbulence. At the same time, a voice with an inexplicable inexplicable tone was left behind.

"Your luck is better than mine, and I can't believe that just being born has frustrated me! But do you think you're victorious today? I won't let you get away with it! I'm only suffering a temporary setback today......... When the time comes, I will come back again and will let you know what a nightmare is! ”

The sound faded away, and the torn corner was repaired by the power of a thousand people.

Ye Chen stood in place, thoughtful.