Opening Sign To Yinglong Martial Soul

Chapter 128

"No, the time for this flame array to open is getting earlier and earlier, and now it's more like it's fully open!" Feng Wushuang said straight.

With a sound, Liu Qianqiu was worried.

"I also felt that from the time the first sword touched the sword, the fire formation rose. The second time it was only close to the first sword, the fire formation rose. The third time it triggered the sword formation. Now Ye Chen is gone. , This is the Fire Array and Sword Array are fully opened!"

"Ye Chen, you really don't even want to let you live!"

Murong Lingshen's eyes shined straight, and he saw it with his own eyes the first three times, and now Ye Chen enters for the fourth time, and the fire and swords are rising at the same time.

In the entire Sacred Sword Pool, the flames of fire and sword light interlaced, and the clouds were rolled straight, and the momentum of the fire roaring swords made a chill.

"Missing me, Murong Lingshen, it's not that easy yet!"

Ye Chen got angry and got up, two dragons trembling in the void, several verticals, avoiding one after another sword light, but the endless powerful spiritual flame can be seen everywhere, no matter what Ye Chen can't avoid, it keeps burning. Ye Chen,

"Haha, Ye Chen, you have nothing to hide, you will inevitably be buried in the fire, give up struggling, then maybe you will die a little easier!"

Seeing that Ye Chen couldn't jump out of the flame circle, Yang Mingfeng laughed, and finally let out a grievance, and laughed loudly.

"Ye Chen, if you can't resist it, come back. You can't get the first sword from the holy sword pool left by the broken blade sword saint senior, and no strong person will really laugh at you or your mother!"

The cold and silent Feng Wushuang's heart condensed slightly, and he couldn't help but speak to Ye Chen.

It's just that Ye Chen was just a little underfoot, stepping on a sword hilt, and Yiyue still flew towards the center toward the first sword.

"Brother Feng, thank you for your kindness, but this first sword is predestined to me. I have to use such a big battle to meet me, but I have to take it!"

On Yechen Avenue, a few steps had reached the Second Sword, and was besieged by a powerful flame pillar in an instant.

The raging spiritual flames were used to entering Ye Chen's body, and Liu Qianqiu's heart trembled for a while.

"Yechen, Feng Wushuang still has a body of a fire martial elephant, but you are used to this spirit flame. Do you think there will be a way to survive!"

Yang Mingfeng Avenue, seeing this finally can be completely relieved.

Murong Lingchen also took a sigh of relief. Ye Chen took away his vice mansion and left his face blank, but now it can be completely over.

Liao Xuan, all the people around are happy.

But Yechen stayed in the air, and the blazing spiritual flame was stronger than the spiritual flame Feng Wushuang had encountered before.

Just being used to such a spiritual flame, although Ye Chen's whole body was burned by the flames, but his whole body was not burnt, the extremely strong flame did not hurt Ye Chen a bit.

"What's going on, he doesn't seem to be afraid of Spiritual Flames!" Liao Xuan's brow frowned into Sichuan.

Yang Mingfeng was even more sluggish, and the planned Ye Chen was burned by the fire and fell straight to the holy sword pool and died.

At this moment, Murong Ling Shen, who had a full smile on his face, could be ashamed of his blood, gritted his teeth at this moment.

Suddenly, he turned his eyes and thought of something.

"Fire work, he would already know fire work, he himself is not afraid of fire at all!"

Murong Ling Shen's whole body shook, thinking that he had been lost to the vice mansion by Ye Chen's Starfire habitual body, and that those stars were not released by Ye Chen, so it was estimated how Ye Chen would be afraid of fire.

Murong Ling's heart was ups and downs: "I was deceived by him from the beginning. I shouldn't let him get the sword. This will only make him stronger and become my enemy!"

Murong Ling feels cold and has the urge to vomit blood. The Grand Great Master behind him also thinks of Murong Lingchen's injury, and he can't help but freeze.

"Prince peace of mind, this is the tomb of the Broken Blade Sword Saint. The strongest in the Sacred Sword Pool should not be the fire formation, but the sword formation. He can not fear the fire formation, but the sword formation can kill him!"

"That's good, otherwise let him live, and want to kill him in the future, it will take a lot of work, he must die today!"

Murong Ling Shen made up his mind to get rid of Ye Chen.

Endless spiritual flames enter the body, but Xinghuo Liaoyuan Yechen has already cultivated to the tenth level. Unless it is a superb spiritual fire that can hurt him, the spiritual fire of the sword array has not hurt Yechen for half a minute. After absorbing these flames , Ye Chen felt that perhaps it would speed up his practice of Xinghuo Liaoyuan.

Only right now, Ye Chen felt the second sword tremble, and an extremely powerful Sword intent rose from the ground.

"No, it's the Sword intent. With my kendo at this time, I can't bear the Sword intent here!" Ye Chen condensed, and did not dare to stay at all.

At a thought, Ye Chen stroked Tai Chi with his hands, and the endless sparks melted on the wall of fire. The small hole that was only broken by Feng Wushuang's ten swords, was opened by the endless sparks.

Shoo, Ye Chen flew out directly, and at this time the Sacred Sword Pond was shaken. The second sword, the five sword beams, rushed straight into the sky, and the five sword pits in the sky above the ancient palace led the outside light directly down.

After a long time, the ancient temple closed.

Only when I looked again, Ye Chen was no longer above the second sword, and when Murong Lingchen looked again, Ye Chen rushed towards the first sword.

"How come, why did he hide in the past, how could the wall of fire be broken open so easily by him, can fire still melt the fire!"

The cold light in Murong Lingchen's eyes stared at Ye Chen faintly.

"Senior Brother Liao, it seems that the ancient Qin prince who came this time is not an ordinary talent. I don't know if you can still hold onto the position of the palace lord. If you can't hold onto it, I would like to replace it!"

Zhong Hanfeng remained silent, but he couldn't stay silent at this moment. Feng Wushuang had the power to step on first, and now Ye Chen would enter the Sacred Sword Pool again. Although the two have not been compared, they have the power to make judgments.

"Hmph, the two Grand Great Masters are not comparable to the Grand Great Master. Junior Brother Zhong has to worry, but worry about yourself!" Liao Xuan was angry, but the gaze that looked at Ye Chen also contained endless Killing intent.

"Practicing fire art, with such a talent, I can't stay here anymore. I have a chance to kill him before the city lord competition!" Liao Xuan thought in his heart.

"Is he really going to take the first sword?" Yang Mingfeng only felt chilled at this time.

It's just that Ye Chen's eyes are like pillars, as if staring at the first sword. Above the first sword, a dragon shadow appeared directly, and he felt Ye Chen covet, and he trembled slightly.

Bang, when Ye Chen rushed into the fire pillar of the first sword spirit, an incomparable sword light rushed straight up, and the entire Great Hall was opened by this sword sword light.

"Although it is only one sword, it is stronger than the other fifty swords and ten swords combined!"

Ye Chen felt the sword's majesty and prestige, and he couldn't help being frightened, but he was already in the flame column at this time, and if he didn't take the first sword, Ye Chen was unwilling.

"Ye Chen, if you are not afraid, just go over. This sword light doesn't say killing you, it's enough to kill three Grand Great Masters!" Liao Han said straightly.

"Haha, frighten me, it's a pity that I still have to decide this sword!" Ye Chen said coldly.

"His Royal Highness, don't take risks, this sword light is indeed something you can resist, come back!" Liu Qianqiu was frightened, he could feel how strong the sword light was, almost indestructible.

"Brother Ye, things must not be violated, don't take risks, or else you should be reckless! You shouldn't make such a mistake!" Feng Wushuang is also straight. No matter how strong Ye Chen is, if he dared to approach this sword mang, he would be crushed and crushed. Jianmang was cut so much that there was no scum left.

"Hmph, let me see where you have the courage to take the sword, do you take it for your life!" Murong Lingchen also smiled, but The next moment can't laugh anymore.

Suddenly, an ancient vine flew out of Ye Chen's hand, passing through the sword light that destroyed everything, and tightly wrapped around the first sword.

"Then you are optimistic, this sword belongs to me!" After Ye Chen thought, Guteng moved and moved the first sword to fly up. Murong Ling Shen flew out of the sword pond under Ye Chen's eyes, and was held tightly by Ye Chen.

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