After the sound, a bronze door manifested in the center, emitting a multicolored light.

Ye Chen snorted coldly, strode forward, pushed open the bronze door and stepped in.

......

Behind the mountain.

A middle-aged man wearing a yin-yang robe, hanging his head and closing his eyes, pinching his palms and fingers slightly, sitting cross-legged in the air, his body with blue light flowing endlessly.

Nearby can faintly see streaks of blue light spreading from the man's body, and a piece of grass under the man seems to have been changed by the four seasons, sometimes growing and sprouting, sometimes green and long, sometimes withering and decaying......

"Dao, no way!" the middle-aged man sighed softly, with a hint of worry on his face.

"Your choice is a matter for endless beings. ”

"The avenue is ruthless, take one and not be perfect!"

"Alas!"

The middle-aged man slowly opened his eyes, and a figure gradually appeared in his eyes with endless stars rotating and disillusioned.

"Hopefully, you're right!"

......

A place of trials.

Ye Chen looked at the three light gates in front of him and frowned.

On the first light gate, a figure appeared, with a slender posture, black hair scattered, and a solemn expression, sitting on a tiger skin chair, looking at the young disciple kneeling in front of him with a satisfied smile on his face.

On the second light gate, there is the same figure, with hope and expectation on Junxiu's face, looking at the two backs that are about to be lost in the distance and crying silently.

The two figures seemed to sense the pain of the figures, stopped the distant figures, and slowly turned around......

"Father!"

"Mother!"

Ye Chen's expression suddenly changed greatly, he never thought that he would see his parents again in this so-called trial place!

Faintly, tears flowed out of the corners of his eyes, dripping on his face, with a hint of coldness.

Above the third light gate, the same figure stood in the void, dressed in black clothes without wind and automatic, with black hair dancing wildly, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, coupled with the evil expression on his face, revealing an incomparable domineering!

"Is this me?"

Ye Chen frowned, the shadow on the light door was really familiar!

It's clearly your own image!

It's just that although the aura of that figure looks powerful, it will definitely not exceed the cultivation of the Xuanzhao period, but it can walk in the air, and the cold lightning flashes in the eyes.

"This is the place of trial of the sect, with unpredictable power, it can break through a trace of heaven and predict a trace of your future trajectory!"

A deep voice sounded again, explaining the reason for all this.

"Your choice is yours!"

"Go ahead!"

The voice faded, and only Ye Chen looked at the light gate in front of him and frowned.

If it was in the past, Ye Chen naturally didn't believe in the so-called future trajectory.

In Ye Chen's cognition, everything in the future should be under their own control!

It's just that his own figure in the Light Gate seems to have an inexplicable connection with himself in the dark, so Ye Chen has to admit that if he follows the current cultivation method, he will one day evolve into that scene in the Light Gate.

"Hmph, what is the Tao?"

"Only respecting one's own body and surpassing one's own body is the supreme way!"

"In that case, then I will break through all falsehood, defeat myself, and prove my own supreme way!"

Ye Chen strode forward and walked towards the location of the third light gate.

It's an Umon space, full of gray mist.

In the depths of the mist, a gloomy and strange voice slowly sounded:

"I thought you wouldn't come!"

Gradually, a figure slowly appeared, with his back to Ye Chen, and the figure was like a shadow, indescribably weird.

"Who are you?"

The figure in front of him was extremely weird, and the cold aura of his body seemed to have just gotten up from hell, and the cold swishing feeling made Ye Chen feel that his hairs were about to stand up!

What kind of trial is this? How could such a cold creature appear?

"Who am I?"

The figure chuckled, and the laughter was full of weird coldness, "I'm you!"

The figure slowly turned around, and a handsome and evil face appeared in front of Ye Chen.

A pair of pupils can't see the slightest whites of the eyes, a piece of black ink, and it looks very crazy.

The palm fingers are slender and powerful, carrying them behind him, indescribably arrogant and arrogant.

No matter how you breathe or look, you are exactly like yourself!

Except for the clothes on his body and the black pupils!

"Huh?"

Ye Chen's expression was cold, and he couldn't help frowning when he looked at the man in front of him.

"Don't doubt it!, this seat is another you!" The man in black smiled evilly, "Today you will die at my hands, and I will take your place in your soul, dominate your body, and set foot in the realm of the supreme gods!"

"You're too weak!"

The black-clothed Ye Chen said softly, the evil intent on his face still did not fluctuate for half a minute, as if he was just stating a fact!

"You're so presumptuous!"

Before Ye Chen finished speaking, a black light suddenly attacked.

"Dang!"

Ye Chen hurriedly punched out, and that ray of light was instantly knocked to the ground.

"Oooo

As soon as he came into contact with the black light, he suddenly felt like he had hit a huge mountain, and the rebounding momentum made Ye Chen's footsteps retreat.

"Waste is waste, and even a blow from me is hard to catch. ”

"Don't struggle, just hang your hands down!"

"Don't worry, we are all one, of course we won't devour you, we just let you be wronged in a cage!"

The black-clothed Ye Chen said with a smile, on his hands, black light was flowing endlessly, looking very terrifying.

Ye Chen frowned, the strength of the man in front of him who was exactly the same as himself was too strong!

Obviously, it looks like his breath is the same as his own, and with a single blow, he can beat himself backwards again and again, and his breath is a little unstable!

"Whew!"

Suddenly, a strong wind blew from nowhere, pulling Ye Chen to keep approaching the black-clothed Ye Chen.

"Ahh

Ye Chen struggled, and a huge amount of spiritual power surged out, wanting to fix his figure.

However, that suction is too strong, no matter how Ye Chen struggles, it will not help!

Ye Chen gritted his teeth and gave up resistance, his body suddenly flew in the direction of the black-clothed Ye Chen.

"Well, that's right!"

"Don't worry, I won't do myself badly!"

"Hahahaha!"

The black-clothed Ye Chen laughed loudly, laughing back and forth in this dark space, echoing in bursts.

"Humph!"

The moment Ye Chen approached the black-clothed Ye Chen, he instantly gathered the spiritual power of his whole body, and his white fist instantly turned golden.

The sky-moving step flashed from under his feet, and it rushed towards the black-clothed Ye Chen like a light and shadow.

"Heh!

The black-clothed Ye Chen looked at Ye Chen, who was coming quickly, his face full of smiles was fearless, and he raised his hand and slowly pushed it out with a palm.

"Boom!"

The fists touched, and an invisible force burst out from the two of them, and the momentum was terrifying.

With Ye Chen's cultivation now comparable to the middle stage of Xuanzhao, coupled with the unfathomable black-clothed Ye Chen, who is even stronger than Ye Chen, if it is in the outside world, I am afraid that even a hundred zhang high mountain can be destroyed.

"Poof!"

Ye Chen was shocked and flew upside down from the air for dozens of feet, and the blood sprayed bright red traces, which was even more bloody and weird in this dark space.

"It's just a waste, and it's also delusional to struggle?"

The black-clothed Ye Chen took a step, and his figure suddenly appeared next to Ye Chen, and the black mangs in his palm shrouded him, grabbing Ye Chen, who was falling.

"Humph!"

Ye Chen looked at the palm that was grabbing him, the cold light flashed in his eyes, his body turned abruptly, and he punched the black-clothed Ye Chen's shoulder bone again.

"You can't run away!"

The black-clothed Ye Chen was still smiling, not dodging or dodging, and did not put Ye Chen in his eyes at all.

"Click!"

"How so?"

The two voices sounded almost at the same time, and the black-clothed Ye Chen suddenly retreated a few feet away, with a look of surprise on his face.

The arm that was originally stretched out towards Ye Chen was gone, and streams of jet-black liquid continued to drip from the broken shoulder bone, corroding the space to sizzle.

"Ahh

Ye Chen looked up to the sky and roared, moving the sky in an instant, and the golden fist seemed to blast through the entire space, making the void tremble.

"Poof!"

As soon as the golden fist came into contact with the black-clothed Ye Chen, it instantly penetrated the black-clothed Ye Chen's chest.

The black blood continued to drip down Ye Chen's fist, and a pungent and unpleasant smell came out.

"Hey, hey!"

The black-clothed Ye Chen's face was full of evil intent, still rampant as before, and he didn't care about the pain on his body.

The black hair flew wildly, and the dark pupils were as black as ink and there was an indescribable weird evil.

"Boom!"

The only remaining right arm of the black-clothed Ye Chen suddenly exploded, directly blowing Ye Chen backwards dozens of feet, and the blood spurted wildly.

"Roar!"

Ye Chen's expression was indifferent, full of determination, and he moved the sky in an instant.

"Click!"

A pair of fists appeared from the darkness and pierced directly through the back of the black-clothed Ye Chen.

"Ahh

Ye Chen's whole body spiritual power was gathered in his palms, and he grabbed the ribs of the black-clothed Ye Chen with both hands, and pulled it violently with all his strength.

The black-clothed Ye Chen was suddenly pulled in half, and ink-colored blood flew all over the sky.

Ye Chen's black hair fluttered wildly, and the inky blood spilled from the air, bathing Ye Chen's body, in this dark space, it was even more crazy, indescribably arrogant and uninhibited.

"Hahahaha!"

Suddenly, the voice of the black-clothed Ye Chen sounded again, and the voice with strange magic power directly penetrated Ye Chen's mind.

"That's it, that's it, we'll meet again!"

"Hahahaha!"

The arrogant voice of the black-clothed Ye Chen gradually faded away, and he didn't know where he went.

"Hmph! Goodbye, slaughter you like a dog!"

Ye Chen responded domineeringly, his golden pupils flowed endlessly, and as far as his eyes could see, a large area of Wumeng's space was suddenly emptied, and the golden light on his body was extremely dazzling, and the ink-colored blood was blocked by the golden light, not only was it not dissolved, but it had a tendency to gradually merge.

......

Tianji Mountain.

Heavenly Machine Sect Master Zhuge Wentian was still sitting cross-legged on the lawn, motionless.

The state of the countless spirit grasses under his body is even faster like the four seasons changing!

"Not good!"

Suddenly, Zhuge Wentian's eyes opened, and two figures flew out of his pupils.

The figures of the two figures merged in mid-air, and gradually turned into a light curtain, on the light curtain, Ye Chen's figure slowly appeared.

"Poof!"

Zhuge Wentian slapped his palm on his chest, spurting out a mouthful of essence blood.

The essence blood had a cyan halo, and the power of the heavenly machine above was flowing endlessly, hazy.

"I can only try, maybe ......"

Zhuge Wentian looked at Ye Chen, who looked like a demon in the light curtain, and sighed, and his hair, which was originally a little gray, instantly became as white as frost at the moment when the essence blood was spit out.

"Whew!"

Zhuge Wentian swiped in a circle with one hand, and the cyan essence blood suddenly slowly flew towards the light curtain.

A ripple appeared on the light curtain, and the ball of essence blood disappeared in an instant.

"Is there really a providence?"

Zhuge Wentian looked up at the empty void and sighed softly.