Chapter 81: The Man on the Throne

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If this qi becomes Ye Chen's internal force, Ye Chen may be able to become an eighth-order and ninth-order powerhouse in the innate realm in an instant, but unfortunately this essence of all things in the heavenly body will not add any internal force to Ye Chen, all of which act on the peerless sword in Ye Chen's sea of qi.

A pitch-black small sword appeared at the top of the Qi Sea Cave on Ye Chen's body, and all the qi condensed towards the small sword, and every time the small sword trembled, a sword qi was emitted from Ye Chen's body, rushing out of Ye Chen's body.

The twelve golden-armored people became more and more blurred, and finally disappeared in place, and the violent sword qi filled this space, and the entire space seemed to be unable to bear it, and cracks began to appear.

Pooh, the entire space was shattered, and all of them came towards Ye Chen, and Ye Chen seemed to be refusing, absorbing all the essence, whether it was grass or the entire space. However, those impurities were all shocked out of Ye Chen's body by this small black sword, which was also the origin of those sword qi.

The thick essence of all things circulated in Ye Chen's body, making Ye Chen's body feel as if it was about to be torn apart, and the pain was unbearable.

Ye Chen was so painful that he didn't even notice the shattering of the space that Jin Qiu had killed, and rolled on the ground.

That kind of intense pain was much more intense than the pain caused by the sword shadow expanding the meridians when cultivating the sword technique.

Ye Chen only felt that he was about to explode, and his body was uncontrollable and emitted sword qi one after another.

After the crazy sword qi was released, Ye Chen lay on the ground limply, not wanting to do anything, unable to do anything.

I don't know how long it took for Ye Chen to feel better, and slowly opened his eyes, what he saw was no longer the scene of golden autumn, nor the aura of slaughter, but a huge throne.

On the throne sat a heroic and extraordinary-looking man, the man was wearing a yellow robe, sitting on the throne in an atmospheric manner, with a majesty of dominating the world.

Next to the throne, a huge golden pen one person high was erected in the air, and there were eight circles of light in the air, completely enveloping the place, which seemed a little closed.

"Are you awake?" a gentle voice came from above, not as majestic and unreachable as Ye Chen imagined.

"Are you?" Ye Chen sat up with difficulty, and the image was still in the golden autumn space, not transformed.

"Haha, didn't you come in to find my pen?" The man sitting on the throne laughed, as if he was very ridiculous about Ye Chen's question.

"This pen?" Ye Chen turned his head to look at the golden pen standing in the air, this is a golden brush, golden and shining, and at a glance, he knows that it is not ordinary.

"It's been a few times, and you don't know what this pen is?" said the man sitting on the throne with a mocking smile.

Looking at Ye Chen's dazed expression, the man sitting on the throne looked ahead, as if he could see the outside through those few apertures.

"It must be that those two little ladies didn't sue you, right?" said the man on the throne affirmatively.

"Little girl?" Hearing these words, Ye Chen was in a trance, and Chen Tao also called Shui Ling'er and Xiaowei like this.

Thinking of this, Ye Chen anxiously turned his head to look at the apertures, the eight apertures must correspond to the eight apertures.

"Which one is the door of death?" Ye Chen asked anxiously.

"What? is that bald head at the door of death someone you know?" asked the man sitting on the throne with some interest.

"How is he?" Ye Chen hurriedly turned his head and asked.

"Entering the door of death, few people come out alive, often nine deaths, your friend has low strength, he hasn't even reached the innate realm, and it is very, very difficult to live. The man sitting on the throne looked at it for a moment.

"Senior, can you help release him?" Ye Chen hurriedly asked this extraordinary man.

"Haha, you came to snatch my pen, and you want me to help save people?

"Please, just let him out, I don't want a pen. Ye Chen hurriedly said.

"The pen is mine, even if you want to save it?" said the man sitting on the throne casually, as if to explain a fact.

"How can you let him go? Ye Chen's face was a little ugly, although what this man said was the truth, it was a little harsh.

"Haha, in fact, you don't have to worry, although that little bald head is not very strong, but he has cultivated one of the seventy-two stunts of Buddhism, the Flower Finger, and may be able to break through this death gate with the smallest strength due to lack of strength. The man said.

"Can you let him out?" Ye Chen asked again.

"Yes, but no. The man said ambiguously.

"What do you say?" Ye Chen forced himself to steady down.

"If you do something for me, I'll let him go, and give you this pen as well. The man sitting on the throne said.

"What's the matter?" Ye Chen didn't care about the pen that the man said, but when he heard that he was going to let go of Chen Tao, Ye Chen asked on the spot, without even thinking.

"Know who I am?" The man sitting on the throne did not ask Ye Chen to do anything, but to ask Ye Chen if he knew who he was.

"You are Xiang Da Kun, right?" Ye Chen has read the book about this Zhangjiajie, Tianzi Mountain is a famous tourist attraction, Ye Chen also read some messily, he didn't believe in the legend of Tianzi Mountain before, but with the more places he traveled and experienced more, he also became interested in those legends.

Tianzi Mountain is said to be because of the defeat of the uprising Xiang Dakun, jumping off the cliff from Shentang Bay, deified and transformed into today's Tianzi Mountain. But whether it is or not, Ye Chen is not sure.

But now looking at this man sitting on the throne, Ye Chen couldn't help but believe it, a man sitting there can exude supreme power, there is a kind of monarchy in the world, except for the emperor, who can have such a bearing?

Regardless of whether there is one or not, anyway, Ye Chen has only seen one until now, and that is the man in front of him, and even the city lord of Night Star City is sleepless at night is less than one-tenth of the man in front of him.

"Haha, you kid can still guess who I am, it seems that you know what happened back then, and now it's far away from that time, so it's all because I'm too anxious. Xiang Dakun sighed with emotion.

Xiang Dakun's eyes looked into the distance, without focus, as if he was recalling the original scene, one moment annoyed, the other domineering side leakage, and uncertain.

Ye Chen didn't speak, he kept looking at Xiang Da Kun in the same place, waiting for Xiang Da Kun to come to his senses, since Xiang Da Kun wanted to do things by himself, then Chen Tao would be fine.

Ye Chen believed in Xiang Da Kun, because Ye Chen could not see a trace of cunning in Xiang Da Kun's eyes, he could only see a deep intention to die, this is a person who is bent on death, although he laughed and spoke, Ye Chen always had some feelings, this Xiang Da Kun was not such a careless person on the surface.