Zhu Li stretched out a fat hand, and as soon as he touched the thin and weak arm under the smiling Ye Chen, Zhu Li suddenly felt a strong force coming from his palm, and the amazing strength was probably no less than tens of thousands of catties.

Ye Chen looked at Zhu Li, his palm flipped over, and the pale golden light between his slender and white palms and fingers flowed endlessly, and he clasped it on Zhu Li's fist.

Ye Chen's fingers were white and slender, Zhu Li's fist was fat and big, and with the length of Ye Chen's palm fingers, it could only wrap more than half of the fist.

Zhu Li's original smiling face suddenly became ugly, and he wanted to pull his hand out, but it seemed to be embedded in the copper wall, and it was difficult to even move!

What's more, the force coming from his fist was simply amazing, Zhu Li felt that his fist was about to be crushed, and beads of sweat the size of a bean rolled down his forehead.

"You!ah!"

Ye Chen chuckled, his arm flipped and turned, and Zhu Li suddenly screamed like a pig.

I never thought that how could Ye Chen, who seemed to be weak, have so much strength?

Even if it seems that the aura is stronger than that of ordinary inner disciples, it should be in terms of spiritual power, and the so-called strength depends not only on spiritual power, but also on physical strength.

When I came, I saw that among the disciples lying outside, there were several elite disciples with a disciple's aura similar to my own, but unfortunately I didn't have time to take a closer look, so I rushed in rashly, and when I saw only one inner disciple who was in tatters, I started to shoot, it was really too reckless!

The beads of sweat on Zhu Li's forehead gradually increased, and on that fat face, it was like a heavy rain!

"Hey, hey, junior brother, let it go, am I wrong?" Zhu Li screamed while begging for mercy, his voice was heartbreaking, his facial expression was crooked, and he looked very funny.

Zhu Li was very depressed, obviously the guy on the other side should be begging for mercy from him, why did he become himself now?

What's more, this kid really hides his strength!

Even Lao Tzu was fooled!

"Huh!"

Ye Chen smiled and didn't speak, holding Zhu Li's hand and twisting it, Zhu Li's body of more than two hundred catties flew out from above the wall like a rag doll.

"Ahh

Zhu Li's hands and feet danced wildly, howling loudly, but there was an inexplicable force on his body that suppressed the operation of the spiritual power in his body, and he couldn't move his body if he wanted to.

"Bang!"

"Whew!"

As Zhu Li fell, he fell on another disciple.

"Poof!"

The disciple's chest straightened, and a bunch of filth came out of his mouth, spraying Zhu Li all over his body.

"Ouch, your uncle!"

Zhu Li snorted miserably, scolding in his mouth, but he couldn't even climb up!

Zhu Li couldn't remember how many years he hadn't fallen, his butt hit the ground first, and the pain was hot, just like how he felt when he didn't cultivate.

Touching it with his hand, there was a sticky feeling, Zhu Li turned his head to look, shouted again, rolled his eyes, and fainted.

The scream scared me unconscious, but it woke up the people next to me.

Several disciples staggered up from the ground, helped each other, and limped towards the small courtyard in the opposite direction.

Before leaving, he glanced at the small courtyard hatefully, and bared his teeth at Ye Chen in the small courtyard, but Ye Chen was helpless.

Ye Chen stood in the courtyard, not caring about the departure of a few people, as long as he didn't bother himself.

There was a two-foot-sized palm mark on the ground.

It's like someone slapping their hands out of the air.

It's just that the middle of the palm print is pitted, and the fingertips are equally long and weird.

Those five places that were supposed to be nails were thin and narrow, and judging by Ye Chen, this was not a human palm print at all!

Ye Chen slowly squatted down like a demon, stretched out his right hand, and slowly stuck it in the middle of the palm print.

A stream of green smoke slowly rose from the palm prints, changing into various shapes, and finally evolved into a cyan grimace, which shot out suddenly towards Ye Chen's eyes.

Ye Chen was very confused.

In my consciousness, I felt as if I had entered a huge labyrinth, standing in the center, with intersections in all directions, but I didn't know which one was the real exit.

There was a vague shadow on each intersection that looked familiar.

"Chen'er, come here, I'm your mother!"

A figure manifested a beautiful woman, and her eyes looking at Ye Chen were full of kindness and love.

The beautiful woman opened her arms and called out to Ye Chen, revealing infinite love in her soft voice.

In a trance, Ye Chen felt that his tears were dripping, dripping on his face, with a hint of coolness.

Is this a mother?

The one who has only met him once, who gave birth to me and raised me!

At this moment, Ye Chen wanted to cry.

Just ask the world, who doesn't want their mother?

Who doesn't want to grow up in the arms of their mother?

Ye Chen's footsteps trembled slightly, and he slowly walked towards the beautiful woman, just like the toddler back then.

Family affection, blood is thicker than water, that feeling, with a hint of happiness in pain.

"Chen'er, my mother is sorry for you, we will never be separated again in the future, okay?"

The beautiful woman smiled at the corners of her mouth, her misty eyes were hazy, and tears could be vaguely seen.

It's just a smile on the corner of his mouth, but it looks a little weird.

"Dust!"

A low, hoarse voice rang out, and a white-haired man slowly emerged from the other side of the road.

The man's handsome face was somewhat similar to Ye Chen's, but the trace of melancholy between his eyebrows made Ye Chen feel a sense of heartbreak.

"Father!"

Ye Chen looked at the man's figure, and his voice trembled.

Since he was three years old, his father left him and went to a place that Ye Chen didn't know.

For more than ten years, his father's voice and appearance have appeared in his mind all the time.

Although I don't know why my father left me, I can also see from the figure of the man in front of me that my father is having a hard time.

"Chen'er, I'm sorry, my father didn't do it. ”

The man said softly, his words full of loneliness, and the knife-like face on his face was full of vicissitudes.

"Father. Chen'er doesn't blame you, Chen'er has now stepped into cultivation, and Chen'er will fulfill his father's wish. ”

Ye Chen looked at his white-haired father in front of him, and his heart seemed to jump out of his chest.

Missing, very simply, one act is enough.

The man nodded slightly, and finally saw a smile on his lonely face.

"My dust has grown up at last! Come, let me hug my father. ”

The man opened his arms, and the warmth on his thin arms made Ye Chen's heart tremble again.

"Hmph, I can't even protect my own heirs, and I dare to talk about love?"

A green shadow appeared from behind Ye Chen, and his words were full of disdain and mockery.

The black figure loomed, blurred, and manifested in various forms.

The aura of his body was even more strange and evil, which made Ye Chen, who was in the center, uneasy, and the spiritual power all over his body scurried around, as if he was afraid of something.

Suddenly, a powerful suction force emanated from the figure, and the beautiful woman and the white-haired man were pulled into the air by the suction in an instant, as if something was choking their throats.

"No!"

Ye Chen roared in the sky, the green tendons on his forehead popped out like earthworms, his nails were often embedded in the flesh, and blood dripped down his palms, splashing bright flowers.

I wanted to rise to the sky, but I felt like I was imprisoned, and I couldn't move.

"Chen'er, take good care of yourself. ”

The white-haired man was laughing, but the smile was so sad, "We are weak, weak, how can we ask for so much?"

"To be able to look at you is a Father's wish. ”

"Chen'er, mother, mother misses you very much. ”

Tears flowed down the eyes of the beautiful woman, and her eyes looking at Ye Chen were full of pain and sorrow, as if she was sorry and helpless.

"Chen'er, uh! I want to be my mother...... You!"

The beautiful woman's breath gradually declined, and her originally loving eyes became more and more dissipated.

"Let go of my mother!"

Ye Chen screamed loudly, tears covered his face, and his red and swollen eyes were full of anger and unwillingness.

"Hmph!" the evil voice of the figure sounded again, with boundless indifference, "This is what the weak should do!"

"Smack!"

The figure of the beautiful woman shattered abruptly, turning into a cloud of smoke and floating in the air.

"Mother!"

Ye Chen knelt on the ground, and the sound coming from his throat could no longer be heard as it was.

The raised arm was weak, and he no longer had the momentum to explode the magic weapon with one punch in the Spirit Void Sect.

The Ye Chen in front of him is just a waste that is not even as good as a mortal.

Just like the days in Bei'an Town.

"How's it going?

That figure shattered the figure of the white-haired man again, and slowly floated in front of Ye Chen, condensing into a cyan grimace.

"As long as I don't die, I must die for you!" Ye Chen's face was bloodless, and there was nothing but boundless hatred in his eyes.

"Hehe! Very good, the deity likes a boy like you!"

The cyan grimace smiled, looked at Ye Chen's appearance, and nodded with satisfaction.

"If the deity can restore the illusion of your parents, would you be willing to accept the deity's inheritance?"

"Will you resurrect them?"

A glimmer of hope ignited in Ye Chen's dead eyes, but he saw the shadows of his two bodies disappear in front of him, how could he be resurrected?

"Huh!"

There was no expression on the grimace, and with a light drink, the aura between heaven and earth instantly converged, and after several changes, the figure of a beautiful woman appeared in front of Ye Chen again.

"Dust!"

The beautiful woman had a smile on her face, looking at Ye Chen's eyes that were still so loving.

"Mother!"

Ye Chen wanted to step forward and hug him, but his outstretched arm gradually touched the figure, but it passed through the figure and didn't touch anything.

"You!"

Ye Chen was furious, and the originally ignited hope was shattered again.

Phantom!

It's just a shadow!

"Don't be angry, if you follow him, you will see us one day, accept this inheritance!"

The beautiful woman's eyes were full of love, and her soft voice was beautiful and pleasant, but when it came to her ears, it was as uncomfortable as being pricked by a needle.

"I ......"

Ye Chen looked at the grimace with hesitation on his face.

I don't know how strong the grimace in front of him is, Ye Chen only knows his mother, maybe it has something to do with him!

It's just that the evil aura emitted from the grimace made Ye Chen feel resistant from the bottom of his heart.

It's like fire and water, they can't be combined.