Candle Dragon is the legendary ancient god on the Jianyuan Continent, and he is the great supernatural person in the early stage of the Immortal Dao civilization, I don't know how long it has been since the era in which Ye Chen lived, and there is no way to verify the specific image and cultivation, only that the great god is the existence that has transcended the shattered realm.

However, on Earth, there are some records of candle dragons. He is preserved in the mythical era that everyone speaks, and it is said that he has a dragon body with a dragon face and a candle in his mouth, and illuminates the gloom in the northwest where there is no sun. Legend has it that he was so powerful that he exhaled into the wind, and when he drank and rebuked him as thunder, when he opened his eyes, the sky was bright, that is, the day; When you close your eyes, it's dark, it's night.

He can destroy all laws, control the stars, and manipulate time, and is a god with a very high status.

If it was really the Everbright Candle Brilliant cast by this great god at the beginning, it might really be able to be so powerful that it could make the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth imprinted.

And in later generations, whether it was the Lingwu clan or he Ye Chen, they may have obtained the casting method of the Everbright Candle when they glimpsed the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth.

Thinking of this, Ye Chen's brows furrowed slightly, after all, he had always thought that the Everbright Candle Huang was his self-realization, and at this time, there was another possibility, and his heart was still a little uncomfortable.

However, he also knew in his heart that this was just speculation, and the true situation remained to be verified in the future.

Now the top priority is how to deal with this ancestral soldier of the Lingwu clan, Ye Chen looked up at this giant sword that looked the same shape as the Changming Candle Huang, but was a hundred times larger. I saw that its entire body was glowing with cyan brilliance, and the void around it had collapsed, and countless spatial gaps appeared, tearing the sky apart inch by inch.

Under the bright moonlight, the silver galaxy hangs upside down in the sky and flows slowly, distorting time wherever it passes.

The ancestor of this Lingwu clan unleashed its own power without restraint, which had already caused the time and space of this Lingwu "Holy Land" that had been silent for more than 300,000 years to collapse, and judging by the speed of this destruction, if it was not restricted, within three hours, this so-called "Holy Land" would definitely be completely pulled into the space where the main world of the earth was located.

At that time, this entire burial soul land will coincide with the earth's space, and then it will be quickly shattered under the pressure of the earth's universe's great avenue laws due to the imperfection of its own rules and some irreparable defects.

In the end, at the same time as the entire burial ground was shattered, the area where the city was built on the earth would also be wiped out, and under the power of the destruction of the alien space, it would be impossible to survive without the cultivation of the mortal realm.

He, Ye Yun, Shen Ning, and thousands of humans, as well as countless fierce beasts, will all turn into void dust together.

But how can we make this giant sword comparable to the Cave Netherworld Kendo Grandmaster converge its power? Ye Chen looked at the Changming Candle Huang beside him, his eyes closed slightly, and he sensed the love coming from this cyan long sword.

It's joy, it's excitement, there's no despair or frustration.

Just when Ye Chen was puzzled, the old man of the Ancient Mirror actually burned the last bit of essence again, broke through the seal imposed on him by Changming Candle Huang, and turned into a golden light and was about to rush towards the Soul Martial Ancestor in the sky.

Ye Chen didn't stop it, this old man obviously wanted to fight to the death in this desperate situation, to see if he could get away with becoming an ancestral soldier god, he had already seen the shape clearly, and if he didn't become an ancestral soldier god, he couldn't escape the fate of death no matter what, so it was better to make an impact.

This old man always has the ability to see death as if he were at home, and his indomitable momentum is useless, and the intertwined laws of the avenue and the distorted time and space around the ancestral soldier are like an unbridgeable chasm, making it impossible for him to get close to the ancestral soldier himself.

Sure enough, just when the golden light transformed by this old man flew a hundred meters away from the ancestral soldiers, a blue light suddenly fell, like the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder, directly hitting the golden light!

"Ahh

An angry and painful roar rang out in the golden light, and then it scattered into countless fragments, unable to move forward.

Ye Chen's eyes coldly watched the old man dying and struggling, and after the golden light was dispersed, his eyes narrowed slightly, and with a move of his hand, he took one of the brighter golden lights into his hand, and then the silver light flashed, and this golden light was imprisoned in a starlight net.

"Ye Chen! What do you want to do, put it on! It turned out that this golden light was the true spirit of the old man, and at this time it was constantly colliding with the silver starlight net, trying to escape from it.

Ye Chen took a small mirror that fell from the sky in his hand, and said with a smile on the golden light in his hand: "Your body is still a good Qimen weapon." Immediately, he put the Forbidden Breaking Magic Mirror into the storage bracelet, and said, "Your cultivation experience and knowledge of the ancient earth are not a small wealth. ”

"You dream, I won't tell you this, and I've achieved the Law Realm, it's impossible for you to search for my soul at all!" The old man in the golden light shouted frantically.

"Why bother searching for your soul, just erase your soul and make you a puppet who can answer all questions." Ye Chen said with a relaxed face.

The golden light in the starlight network trembled violently, and a resentful thought came out: "You are so vicious! ”

Ye Chen said noncommittally: "When you wanted to refine me, how could you ever think of the word benevolence. "After that, the silver light in his hand is sheng, and he will erase the wisdom of the old man in the golden light.

"Ye Chen! Don't be complacent, you won't be able to live if I die! Now the power of the ancestral soldiers is unstoppable! The burial ground is about to be ruined! You will surely die! Hahaha! The golden light trembled, and the old man in the ancient mirror was almost crazy.

"You're thinking too much." Ye Chen said softly, and then the silver light in his hand trembled, the golden light was extinguished, and the old man's spiritual wisdom was no longer there, only pure knowledge and silver light were fused.

Ye Chen put this silver light into the storage bracelet again, the reason why he was so leisurely was precisely because the Changming Candle Huang had passed on to him a consciousness just now.

Fusion, Changming Candle Huang can be fused with that Lingwu Ancestor Soldier!

In the end, not only can this disaster be eliminated, but it can also make his natal sword a leap in quality.

Ye Chen's mind was already settled, he looked at the sky, looked at the Lingwu Ancestor Soldier, and at the same time stretched out his right hand to hold the Everbright Candle.

The moment Changming Candle Huang started, Ye Chen only felt a trance, this was the first time he had held the body of Changming Candle Huang since he returned to Earth, if it weren't for the inexplicable induction between this divine sword and the ancestral soldiers in the air, it would not have been possible in this world at all.

Because at this time, Ye Chen did not have the cultivation to support the manifestation of a true divine sword at all.

The blue light surrounded his body, Ye Chen slowly flew into the sky with the divine sword in his hand, and gradually came to the front of the hilt of the Lingwu Ancestor Soldier, and the two were hundreds of meters apart.

Ye Chen's eyes closed slightly, and there was a faint starlight flickering in it, and then he let go of the hand holding Changming Candle, stood in the air, and flew back.

The cyan divine sword naturally did not fall, it was suspended in the air, echoing with the spirit martial divine weapon that was a hundred times its size, and the two of them each bloomed with an incomparably brilliant cyan brilliance.

The silver moon hung high, and Ye Chen stood with his hands in the air, his eyes calm.

The blue light was spreading, and two peerless divine swords with the same form stood side by side, silent.

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