After the huge yin soul dissipated, Ye Chuyi still stalemate with the power of the yin and evil in the sky for more than ten minutes, going all out, constantly turning his true qi into the power of thunder and fire out of his body, even a person with a deep foundation like Ye Chuyi, after it was completely over, he also felt a burst of weakness all over his body. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

No better than the previous disciple of the Thunder God Temple who entered the Afang Palace, Ye Chuyi's martial arts spiritual sense and cultivation were much stronger, and he sensed those evil forces that intended to invade his body, so there was such a strange battle.

If it seems to ordinary people that fighting normally, Ye Chuyi is like a person fighting against the air by himself, and it is almost the same to be a madman.

And this weirdness also made the uneasy feeling in Ye Chuyi's heart more and more intense.

After breathing for three or five minutes, he adjusted his combat power to the peak state, and when Ye Chuyi left the main hall of Afang Palace, although the entire hall was still cloudy, there was no longer the cloudy sky before.

In this environment, Ye Chuyi felt very uncomfortable, but the gate of the underworld within Ye Chuyi was much more active.

Everything in this Afang Palace seems to have a direct relationship with death, not the undead attribute in the abyssal otherworld, but a pure, underworld death breath.

The undead in the abyss otherworld, at most, can be regarded as the resurrection of the dead, in essence, there is no difference from a stone after it has life, but the yin souls in the Afang Palace are different, Ye Chuyi can't even figure out what kind of existence the survival of these yin souls is when there is no vitality.

Unable to figure it out, Ye Chuyi simply threw away his doubts and strode towards the depths of Afang Palace.

Different from other palaces with a palace and a name, Afang Palace is a general name, and the seventy-two halls and fourteen floors in it are all called Afang Palace.

According to Ye Chuyi's news, Qin Qingtong and Song Zichan, in the harem of Afang Palace, have a total of eighteen palaces and four floors, which are where Emperor Qin's concubines and young children lived.

Along the way, in the entire Afang Palace, in each palace, there are a large number of yin souls and yin evil existences, even Ye Chuyi, a barrier-breaking strongman, has become tattered all over his body after passing through dozens of palaces one after another, even on the body, there are large swaths of flesh and blood that are corroded by the yin evil, if it weren't for the magic trick that can contain the power of thunder and fire in the body, I am afraid that Ye Chuyi would have turned into a zombie like the disciple of the Thunder God Temple early on.

With a distance of less than dozens of miles, Ye Chuyi walked for two days and one night.

During the day, it was slightly better, although the entire Afang Palace was shrouded in a strange gray fog, and the sunlight could not be cast, but those gloomy spirits, during the day, looked very tired after all, and it was easier to deal with.

And once it was night, those Yin Spirits were as if they had eaten a small blue pill, and their vitality was surging, and even the most ordinary attacks were several times stronger than during the day.

By the time Ye Chuyi arrived at the dark curtain that the Thunder God Temple disciple had said before, it was already the evening of the next day.

And unlike the more than forty palaces mentioned by the disciple of the Thunder God Temple, Ye Chuyi traveled all the way, but he walked through a full fifty-three palaces, and at most one more palace, which was the harem in the Afang Palace.

Approaching the destination, the blood-red cloak behind Ye Chuyi swayed, supporting Ye Chu's body like a match, and the whole person became more cautious.

One step out, the endless, heaven and earth black curtain is like a cool water curtain, and as soon as you step out of the black curtain, there is a trace of warmth circulating on the body.

Entering the eye is a beautiful red-walled palace and attic, under the illumination of the sunset, more beautiful and dignified, like a group of beauties in the Afang Palace, standing gracefully, in the golden light, the beauty is thrilling.

It wasn't until Ye Chuyi's whole person stepped out of the black curtain that Ye Chuyi suddenly discovered that it was not the black curtain behind him that was as cold as water, but the real heaven and earth, the sun was shining, and it was far warmer than in the black curtain.

"Roar!"

"Kill that green-haired corpse, block it, you must block it!"

Just when Ye Chuyi was endlessly emotional, suddenly, a sound of fighting and roaring broke the incomparably beautiful picture in Ye Chuyi's mind.

I saw that between the fifty-third palace and the fifty-fourth palace, one after another zombies with white hair and blue fangs, either wearing the golden armor of the Qin Palace, or wearing the service of palace maids, were all tattered and crazy, attacking towards the top of the fifty-fourth palace.

And on the palace wall of the fifty-fourth palace, there are real Qin Palace golden armor and real Qin Palace maids, under the command of a beautiful woman in red and white armor, constantly fighting with those white-haired zombies.

The moment he saw this stunningly beautiful woman, Ye Chuyi came out of nowhere, with a heartfelt smile on his face, pure, cheerful, and perhaps with a hint of happiness.

Qin Qingtong, a beautiful and moving woman with a variety of elves, occasionally flashes in Ye Chuyi's wandering dreams, which makes Ye Chuyi's not so good memories have a bright and moving color.

But obviously, at this time, Qin Qingtong's situation is not very good, those white-haired zombies, Ye Chuyi once killed one, with extremely strong flesh and yin and evil possessed toxins, the same realm, but far more difficult than normal ordinary martial artists.

And at this moment, on the palace wall of the fifty-fourth palace, the number of white-haired zombies is much more than that of Qin Qingtong and others, if it weren't for Qin Qingtong and others occupying a geographical advantage, plus those white-haired zombies generally don't have much intelligence, I'm afraid that the defense of Qin Qingtong and others would have been broken a long time ago.

His eyes swept over the battlefield, almost without the slightest hesitation or consideration, Ye Chuyi suddenly roared, the big red cloak behind him was raised high, and the strength of the whole person exploded for the first time.

Full of qi and blood, it gathered into billowing essence and wolf smoke and rushed into the sky, and then turned into eighteen iron-blooded battle flags, which resounded fiercely in the void.

The true qi surged, and the pure yang breath was as dazzling as the newborn sun, enveloping Ye Chu's body, like a heavenly golden armor.

The rudiments of the true meaning of the martial arts swayed, the divine power was activated, and a purple-golden world appeared in the void behind Ye Chuyi, and the boundary gate opened, among which there was heavenly thunder, blazing fire, a true dragon bowing down, and a divine sword.

"Well, that little beauty on the city wall, have you ever thought about your junior high brother!"