Ye Chen said expressionlessly, as if he was saying something that had nothing to do with him, but the golden light in his palm became more and more intense.

"What you were able to do to me back then, what I do today is not an exaggeration for you, right?"

"Boom!"

"Ahh

Ye Chen's white palm slapped at Yang Li, and the surging spiritual power directly shattered the originally somewhat broken wall, and the body wrapped around Yang Li blasted into the air like a cannonball, and blood spilled from the air like rain, shocking.

"What is this?"

Nearby, some of the more daring monks were still watching from a distance, wanting to know the final outcome of today's negotiations.

It's not so much about knowing the outcome of the negotiations, it's about seeing the final result of the rumored immortal and that demon!

It's just that the Xingyue Tower, which is envied and longed for by countless people, comes from time to time with an astonishing coercion, which makes countless monks stunned and inexplicable, but they don't dare to enter it to investigate.

What are you kidding, there are immortals inside, and it is obvious that it is not as calm and calm as imagined, and from time to time there are bursts of powerful coercion, and even I feel depressed thousands of meters away.

If you rashly break in, with the cultivation of yourself and others, if you anger the immortals, what is the difference between it and looking for death?

There was no doubt that the side defended by the immortal would prevail.

Maybe it's still the Yang family!

Maybe it's the Ye family!

It's a pity that after waiting for a full afternoon, I only waited for the figure of blood spraying wildly in the air.

"Yang Li?"

When the figure fell, the monk finally saw the man's face.

"What's going on?"

The monk was surprised, and slowly withdrew half of his foot, "Isn't it supposed to be that demon Ye Chen, or someone from the Ye family?"

"Is it ......?"

Thinking of this, the monk's face suddenly turned pale, and he hurriedly ran away from the Xingyue Tower.

In the Xingyue Tower, several old men and Yang Yun and the others were so frightened that they didn't dare to come out, for fear that one would accidentally anger that demon, and I was afraid that they could only have the same result as Yang Changsheng, who even had his head shattered!

"Don't worry. Ye Chen looked at Yang Li, whose face was covered with cold sweat in front of him, huddled in the corner of the wall and shivering, and said, "When you plotted against me, you should have thought that there would be such a result!"

Ye Chen's words were flat, as if he was talking about a very ordinary thing.

It was just in Yang Yun's ears, but it was like thunder on the ground, like a demon roaring.

"Young Master Ye Ye, I would like to take you as the master, and in the future, I will obey your orders and serve you wholeheartedly, I just ask you not to kill me. ”

"Okay?"

Yang Yun's expression was gloomy, his eyes didn't dare to look directly into Ye Chen's eyes, and he struggled to kneel in front of Ye Chen and pray.

"If you were who I am now, what would you do?"

Ye Chen said softly and raised his white palm again.

"I ......"

Yang Yun's face was as white as paper, and he was speechless all of a sudden.

If it were him, not to mention a few members of the Ye family, I am afraid that even he would not let him go, right?

Even if he is his own brother......

If you want to take your own way, either he will die or you will die!

Where can there be so many emotions in the monk's world?

Yang Yun didn't speak, he looked at Yang Li, who was slowly falling in midair, angry and unknown, and sighed for no reason.

Fighting openly and secretly, using various ways to express respect to the ancestors, in order to bring into the immortal gate to truly enter the path of cultivation, what is the result?

Even the ancestors have lost their cultivation, and they tremble in the face of this former waste, how can they save themselves and bring themselves into the immortal gate?

"You're ruthless!"

Yang Yun's eyes flashed, knowing that there was no hope, he couldn't help but sigh.

"You've been cruel to me, my life is big, and I'm lucky to still be here, but I want to know if you will be just as lucky when I am cruel to you?"

Ye Chen was indifferent, and the beating golden flame on his fingertips was shocking, burning the void crackling.

"Whew!"

With a flick of his finger, the golden flame suddenly left Ye Chen's fingertips and slowly flew towards Yang Yun.

The golden flame was very brilliant, moving slowly, like a miniature version of the sun, shining in the Xingyue Tower.

Ye Xin's eyes didn't blink, and they looked at the golden flame with inexplicable shock on their faces.

Generating flames from within one's body, this has never met such a monk in the decades of cultivation of himself and others.

Ye Xin clearly felt that as the flames moved, there was still a trace of ripples in the empty mid-air, and the floor was as if it had fallen into a volcano, revealing its terrifying and powerful.

"Why is this strange fire so terrifying?"

Yang Tian couldn't help but retreat, beads of sweat rolling down his face, I don't know if it was because of the temperature of the flame, or because of fear!

The rumors of strange fire are only recorded in the books of the sect, and in his nearly 100 years of cultivation, he has never seen them.

According to the book, there are two sources of fire.

One is to collect the fire of heaven and earth, and obtain its approval and collect it for its own use.

The second is to temper the mind, and by chance derive spiritual fire, and gradually transform into a different fire.

The first type is very risky, if you are not careful, you will be ruined and destroyed, and you will be swallowed by the fire of heaven and earth, which is extremely dangerous.

If it is successful, after recovery, its strength can instantly increase to countless levels, which also makes countless monks rush to it.

The second is chance, and the exercises are indispensable!

The birth of the derived alien fire is magical, like a baby, and needs to be cared for.

If you are not careful, you will also be exhausted, and it is even more difficult to give birth again than to ascend to the sky!

Obviously, with his age and original strength, how could he recover the strange fire?

Yang Tian couldn't figure it out, the guy in front of him was so weird, it seemed that all common sense had completely changed in his place!

How could a newborn alien fire be so powerful and terrifying?

Even if he is still cultivating and has not lost it, I am afraid that he will not be able to directly contact this wisp of strange fire.

This is simply a freak!

"Heh, is there anyone else in such a barren place who can cultivate alien fire?"

Just when everyone was shocked, an indifferent voice sounded in the hall, and a phantom figure rose from the top of Yang Tian's head, and in the blink of an eye, a middle-aged man wearing a blue-black robe appeared in front of Yang Yun, his outstretched right hand exuded an inexplicable aura, and grabbed the golden flame in front of Yang Yun.

"Poof!"

The man clenched his palm, and the golden flame let out a wail as if it had a spiritual mind, and instantly shattered into a cloud of green smoke that drifted in the air a few times and turned into nothing.

"Poof!"

As the flames shattered, Ye Chen also felt a pain in his heart, as if someone had suddenly stabbed a sword in the heart, and couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood.

Ye Chen looked at the middle-aged man in front of him, and his brows gradually furrowed.

The man in front of him was faintly flickering, and his breath was high and low, and he walked with an extraordinary feeling.

The strength of the aura is almost comparable to the ruthlessness of the sect master of the Spirit Void Sect!

And Ye Xin and the others were even more unbearable, they were directly pressed to their knees by this momentum, the blood on their knees kept flowing out, exuding a faint fishy smell, and the sweat on their foreheads rolled down like beans.

"Little guy, that's good!" the middle-aged man looked at Ye Chen in front of him and praised, "Compared to this group of wastes, you are simply a genius comparable to the god son of the sect!"

"Are you interested in going to the Immortal Gate with this seat and cultivating the supreme magic trick to dominate the world?"

The middle-aged man stepped forward and circled around Ye Chen, and said in his mouth: "Such a barren place is really rare!"

"Master, you ......"

Yang Tian's face on the side turned pale, looking at the middle-aged man's treatment of Ye Chen like that, even a fool could see that he attached great importance to him.

"Shut up, shit!"

The middle-aged man didn't look at Yang Tian, the sleeve robe was gently flicked, and only a trace could be seen quickly, and as soon as the sleeve robe moved, a strong wind rose sharply, surging in the direction of Yang Tian, and when he was about to touch Yang Tian, the strong wind turned into a palm again, and slapped Yang Tian's face fiercely.

"Smack!"

"Ahh

Yang Tian screamed miserably, and was immediately slapped by that spiritual power palm and flew straight out of more than ten meters, slammed into the wall and smashed a human-shaped pit, and fell directly into it.

"Master, you ......"

Yang Tian's faint voice came, which made Ye Xin and the others who were watching from the side tremble even more.

"Loser, you don't deserve to talk to this seat, even if you were my disciple, it's average!"

The middle-aged man flipped his palm, and a turquoise pill instantly appeared in his hand, and with a flick of his fingers, a powerful spiritual power wrapped in the pill shot out, and instantly entered Yang Tian's mouth.

"If it weren't for the fact that you have been working hard for this seat for many years, this seat would have killed you a long time ago!" The middle-aged man didn't look at Yang Tian anymore, but just looked Ye Chen up and down.

"Thank you, Master!"

With a hint of joy on his face, Yang Tian struggled to climb out of the wall, and said excitedly.

It's just that the ruthlessness that flashed in his eyes, but no one could see it.

"How's it going, little one?"

The man looked at Ye Chen, the more he looked at it, the more satisfied he became, and the face that was still full of coldness just now changed to a kind smile at some point.

"Not interested!"

Ye Chen's eyes moved slightly, as if he felt something, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he turned around and left.

"Heh, since you don't know what to do like this, then this seat can only be strong!"

The man was annoyed, his hair was windless, his roots were dancing wildly, and the powerful spiritual power on his body was even more surging, and he suddenly pressed against Ye Chen's back.

The wind in the hall blew violently, and the already dilapidated roof flew out in an instant, revealing a scene of clouds in the sky.

"This ......"

"What kind of existence is this?"

Ye Xin and the others changed color in shock, and their bodies were uncontrollably blown by the strong wind, and they couldn't even stand on their feet.

Yang Yun was also afraid, his body was blown into the air with the roof, and there were gaps all over his body, and blood flowed for a long time.

His location is very close to the man, and he is the one who has the most influence!

Yang Yun is very powerless, with his own cultivation, in the hands of such a strong person, it is in vain to even struggle!

"How so?"

Yang Yun's expression changed, and his body expanded and shrank rapidly, as if someone was pulling from both sides.

"Bang!"

Yang Yun's body became the size of several adult men between his breaths, and exploded in the air.

"Ahh

Yang Yun never thought that he was the one who came to save his life, but he didn't expect that it was the one who wanted his life!

"Disciple of the deity, when will it be your turn to teach you a lesson?"