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Seeing that the bodies of the two were ignited by the demonic flames, Chen Yu raised his feet, but finally stopped. Xuan Shuang's choice of martyrdom was a good result for her and for the rest of the righteous monks, she had done too much murder in the Demon Palace, and the rest of the monks had already hated her to the bone.

He sighed, and the idea of reincarnation of the dry heart flowed quietly in his mind, and he had no intention of leaving this inheritance in the hope that he would pass on this reincarnation supernatural power, and not disgrace the efforts of the old man and the two of them.

"I hope they can be reunited in the next life. Dongluo Liuli said secretly in her heart, and couldn't help but look at Chen Yu. As Wuxin said, the immortal path is ruthless, and you can only cherish the most precious things around you.

For a while, the dilemma in her heart changed, and the immortal breath that had been sealed in the blood was hidden in the deepest part by her, feeling her decision, as if there was a sigh, and the fairy who was immersed in the blood opened her eyes in an instant.

The idea of being too forgetful just flashed in Dongluo Liuli's eyes, Chen Yu suddenly raised his head, but found that Dongluo Liuli was nothing different, and there was no doubt in his heart, could it be an illusion, because he felt a powerful idea from Dongluo Liuli.

Ye Yunyao stood there sluggishly, the ruthless fairy pattern the size of a lotus seed on her chest flowed rapidly, and a hazy fairy light surrounded her, and she couldn't see the expression on her face clearly.

The moment Xuanshuang was martyred, her heart was shaken, and even the powerful and incomparable ruthless immortal pattern could not stop it.

She took a deep breath and her gaze fell on Chen Yu.

Chen Yu was shocked in his heart, remembering the fragrant touch in the Demon Tomb, his eyes retreated slightly.

It was this strange retreat that set off a monstrous wave in Ye Yunyao's heart, reminding her of the humiliation that Chen Yu had done to her at the core of the boulder.

That sense of shame has been lingering in Ye Yunyao's mind like a maggot on the tarsal bones, and she even wants to make a move now to kill this womanizer.

However, there are too many people here, and although Yu has experienced a big war, it is difficult for her to see through it now.

In the end, she restrained the killing intent in her heart and suddenly said, "Did you kill Wuxin?"

Unintentional death, Xuan Shuang chose to be buried, but the two have always been disciples of Qingliang Sect, and Xuan Shuang's identity is extraordinary, she belongs to the daughter of the elders of Qingliang Sect, if she is implicated because of this, Chen Yu will be contaminated with some cause and effect.

Chen Yu didn't speak, and he was indeed injured by his unintentionality, so he didn't admit it, nor did he deny it.

"Miss Yun Yao, here's how it ......" Sun Yaochen walked out and explained the details clearly, so as to get rid of this causal implication for Chen Yu.

"Hmph!" Ye Yunyao snorted coldly, but he didn't know if it was the old ghost or Chen Yu.

In the end, his gaze finally stopped at Chen Yu, and he walked towards the entrance of the Supreme Killing Array step by step, and everyone had a discouraged attitude towards this woman who was like an ice cube, even the disciples of the Qingliang Sect.

The little turtle was busy breaking the formation, and suddenly felt a cold breath rushing from behind him, and couldn't help but turn around, so frightened that it screamed, and said hesitantly: "Why did you come to me, he was the one who insulted you at the beginning, not me!"

The little turtle immediately shirked all the problems, and it didn't want to be hunted down by a ruthless madman.

Hearing this, the chill emitted by the cold woman almost made the Demon Palace cold, and even Chen Yu couldn't help but blacken his face, eager to throw this little turtle talking nonsense into the Seventh Fire Domain.

Everyone's faces changed suddenly, and their eyes fell on Chen Yu from Ye Yunyao, the mad monarch was really bold, and even the heirs of the ruthless Taoist system dared to tease.

At this time, even many monks who were hostile to Chen Yu couldn't help but secretly give a thumbs up.

And Dongluo Liuli snorted instead, standing beside Chen Yu, and couldn't help but make fun of his face full of black lines.

"What nonsense, believe it or not, I'll peel off your turtle shell!" Ye Yunyao shouted angrily, and several Bai Lian rushed out directly.

The little turtle covered his mouth and muttered: "There is a debtor and a debtor, what are you looking for me!"

With a whoosh, several Bai Lian rushed out quickly, and Ye Yunyao was ashamed and angry, and wanted to kill the hateful turtle beside Chen Yu.

A fairy sword light and shadow swept from the void, the Emperor Extreme Ancient Sword slashed the ruthless Bai Lian, Ye Yunyao snorted coldly, behind the sword shadow, Chen Yu came to the edge of the Supreme Killing Array.

The little turtle said angrily: "Chen boy, come and tell me, does this have anything to do with me?"

A golden light swept it directly to the side, Chen Yu frowned, and there was a bit of murderous intent between his eyebrows.

The little turtle was just about to speak, but shrunk his obscene head, suddenly shut up, and came to the edge of the Supreme Killing Formation by himself, and continued to break the formation.

"If you have a way to get in, I won't stop you, if you can't do it, just wait for it to weaken the killing formation, I want to kill the old ghost of the Yin and the Netherworld more than you!" Chen Yu said stiffly, not talking too much with a ruthless monk who had no emotions and six desires.

Ye Yunyao's eyes fell on the supreme killing array, in which there were constantly powerful attacking lights and shadows, and the derived killing array was also extremely terrifying, and she didn't dare to forcibly control the Futu Lotus Platform into the supreme killing array.

Chen Yu, Dongluo Liuli and the others sat quietly on the side to recuperate their breath, while Dongluo Liuli Lieyan and Xie Yuyan were gradually recovering their true yuan.

The battle with the old ghost of the underworld left him seriously injured, and if it weren't for the support of the three of Dongluo Liuli's true yuan, he wouldn't have the courage to fight at all.

However, he didn't dare to show his weakness in front of everyone, especially Ye Yunyao, and even a few divine thoughts hidden in the void.

In fact, many monks rushed over at the end, but they refused to show up.

The damage from flesh and bones was still being repaired, and he had been cracked by the Void Ancient Beast's secret method too many times, and his body was like a piece of cracked porcelain, which could collapse at any time.

But at the moment when he was about to close his eyes, the Immortal Phoenix Dance came here with the Seven Peerless Immortal Sword.

Chen Yu frowned slightly, she came at an inopportune time, and she appeared at this moment.

And Fang Lin harnessed the fairy sword, came to Chen Yu's side, and gave Chen Yu the pills on his body.

"Have a good rest!" he laughed innocently, and the immortal sword containing red flames fell in front of Chen Yu, and he fused with a powerful Dao system like a barrier in front of Chen Yu.

The monks who had experienced this bloody battle knew that in fact, Chen Yu had been barely supporting him, and now it meant that the Mad Monarch was at his weakest.

Chen Yu forgot Fang Lin and glanced at him, just like the honest and straightforward senior brother when he started, he would always be the first to appear when something went wrong.

Sun Yaochen, Yusheng Xiao and the others quickly fell to Chen Yu's side, and even two inheritors of the Supreme Dao Sutra came to Chen Yu's side and didn't say anything.

Chen Yu was slightly surprised, and immediately a trace of warmth appeared in his heart, chuckled, swallowed a few pills, and entered cultivation.

Ye Yunyao and Feng Wu's eyes fell on Chen Yu, but the aura that resisted them in front of them should not be underestimated, and it was unreasonable to make a move now.

Chen Yuyuan's spirit is tranquil, leading the Daohai Xuanhuang Dragon Qi, absorbing the aura in the elixir, and constantly tempering the pure Xuanhuang Dragon Qi with the Daohai Danding.

A golden light gradually emanated on Chen Yu's body, everyone opened their eyes in surprise, faintly heard the sound of sea waves, and all eyes gathered on Chen Yu, as if they saw a sea that was difficult to gaze at.

"How vast is his Dao Sea!" a monk smiled wryly, and this golden sea vision appeared before their eyes, as if the first person of the younger generation had left them far behind.

Chen Yu was immersed in the Dao Sea alone, and the Dao Sea gradually filled up, pulling into a thin golden line as thick as a little thumb, rushing into the muscles and veins of his whole body.

A golden flame surged out of his body, not a real Dao fire, but a flame of golden light that shone to the extreme.

Just as the breath of the dragon shuttled through his flesh and blood, the powerful repair power of the true dragon's body was vividly reflected at this moment, and his whole person was wrapped in a golden cocoon of light.

After an hour, the golden light gradually thickened, forming pieces of golden armor, swallowing the golden flames, and everyone felt that Chen Yu's aura was rising.

"This ......" A casual cultivator who had obtained the Dao Inheritance couldn't help but be shocked when his eyes fell on Chen Yu. He saw that the pieces of golden armor on Chen Yu's body were condensed, neatly arranged, and wriggling, like dense scale armor.

Whew!

Chen Yu let out bursts of breath, like a dragon's groan, and there were also amazing changes in his body, and pieces of huge golden scale armor were densely covered in his body, looking solid and full of explosive power.

"He can't really be transformed by a true dragon!" someone swallowed his saliva, true dragon, after the disappearance of the powerful race that dominated an era in ancient times, only some legends were left for the human race, and Chen Yu seemed to be a young son of a true dragon at the moment, with powerful blood and energy, a vast and boundless Dao Sea, and his body was almost condensed into the body of a true dragon, which made people suspicious.

What's more, in the battle between Chen Yu and the old ghost of the underworld, he once used the legendary true dragon method and almost killed the old ghost of the underworld in one fell swoop.

"Senior Brother Chen has been weak since he was a child, if he hadn't relied on the pill to hang, he would have almost died several times, and finally bathed in the essence and blood of the dragon, and only then did he comprehend the true dragon method. Fang Lin said. It was an unspeakable time, Chen Yu was weak when he first entered the Xiaoyao Sect, and he once doubted that Chen Yu would die suddenly.

Everyone sighed, remembering that in the past, Li Shangjun killed the Jiaolong of the East China Sea, and once left half of the Jiaolong to Chen Yu, so that he could rise and let the Heavenly Sword regain its glory, which was also Chen Yu's creation.

"True Dragon Method?" Just as everyone was talking, the purple-robed young man hidden in the darkness gritted his teeth and said, his eyes exuding a strong unwillingness and resentment.

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