Opening: Me, I become stronger when I am beaten!

A phantom had just shattered and returned to nothingness, followed by more battle spirits quietly appearing.

And as soon as he appeared, he launched a powerful martial skill, intending to strike someone fatally.

"Ten Sky Splitting Strikes!"

"The Eight Wildernesses of Sword Swing!"

"The universe will be destroyed!"

Many battle spirits chanted, their martial arts seemed to require chanting formulas, which instead gave the opponent time to react, which is rarely encountered in normal battles.

But they did, and seemed to do so to enhance momentum.

There was a doomsday-like scene in front of him, with many palpitating energies raging in turbulence, and various powerful and never-before-seen martial arts were released.

Suddenly, the void shattered and the earth trembled. Ye Chen felt an unprecedented sense of crisis, as if this world was about to destroy him. In this vast world, he was just a drop in the ocean.

In a hurry, Ye Chen had no choice but to burst out his body-protecting energy, resisting the attacks coming around him with all his strength, not daring to hide his clumsiness in the slightest.

The monstrous sword energy followed one after another, as dense as raindrops, hitting the target area indiscriminately.

Where Ye Chen was, the ground under his feet had already been broken into dense scratches, each one was so deep that the bottom could not be seen, and it was very neat.

Then, many more fist prints and palm prints fell, one after another, like a mountain-like pressure, as if to crush people.

The surrounding scenes changed time and time again. One second the sky was clear, and the next second it was full of smoke and dust, with invisible air waves hidden in it.

In just a split second, Ye Chen felt like he was struck by lightning.

Although the protective qi has not been broken, it is almost there. This attack is too powerful, and the level of martial arts is obviously much higher than him.

And some dark energy has passed through the protective energy, leaving some concussions in Ye Chen's meridians and internal organs. Although it is not serious, it is not something ordinary monks can resist.

At this moment, Ye Chen suddenly felt bad.

His own strength has already been called the top of the younger generation, but he is still playing in a bit of a mess at this time. At this time, Nangong Wenyue doesn't know what's going on.

In fact, perhaps because of the extremely cold spirit on Ye Chen, more ancient war spirits focused their firepower on him alone, while only two war spirits were fighting Nangong Wenyue on the other side.

Moreover, the strength of these two ancient battle spirits is not that strong, and the visual strength is not enough to fight against Ye Chen.

Ye Chen simply refused to help. After all, he was too tired to deal with these martial arts from ancient times.

Or take these strongest opponents aside and attract their attacks.

But just now when he decided to take the strongest fighting spirits with him farther away, something happened to Nangong Wenyue.

An ancient sword cultivator and war spirit suddenly used a very strange sword technique, which seemed simple and unpretentious, but in fact it was dangerous everywhere.

With one sword stabbing out, the tyrannical aura was divided into nine parts, and each sword move was exactly the same, attacking from nine directions at the same time.

Nangong Wenyue brandished her saber and used her family's mortal-level advanced martial arts. She had a strong defensive ability, but it was still difficult to resist a full blow from nine directions.

Ye Chen immediately unleashed a burst of true energy, forming a golden palm around Nangong Wenyue's body, resisting attacks from two directions at the same time, able to block four sword qi.

Nangong Wenyue could barely block three sword qi, but the remaining two evaded her defense and pierced directly into her ribs.

The weakness was pierced, which was definitely a fatal injury.

Ye Chen didn't care too much, just stepped on the gods, and immediately led Nangong Wenyue away from the dangerous place.

As soon as the figures of the two left, a round of powerful martial arts came down, and a powerful wave of air swelled where the two were just now, and bursts of sonic booms came into their ears.

Quickly walking around the battlefield, these ancient battle spirits followed closely like gangrene, and it was difficult to get rid of.

In a hurry, Ye Chen freed one hand to take out a bottle of healing elixir, wrapped the elixir with a gentle healing qi, and sent it into Nangong Wenyue's mouth.

The other hand scrambled to fend off the undodged attack, and there were some aftermath of the battle.

In just a few breaths, Nangong Wenyue's wounds were healing at a speed visible to the naked eye. However, where the ancient war spirit was injured, the wound seemed to be stained with a trace of ancient blood evil spirit, and it couldn't heal.

Ye Chen was shocked.

This kind of situation is still very rare, and most monks will never encounter it in their lifetime.

Unless you encounter some evil curses, or magic tricks such as magic, you cannot recover after being injured by them.

But tens of thousands of years have passed, and the evil spirit of blood is still so strong.

"I'm about to die, please let me go, this way I still have a chance to leave here, otherwise we won't be able to get out of here." Nangong Wenyue said feebly.

She looked at Ye Chen with a smile on the corner of her mouth.

Perhaps it was because she felt that her life was passing away, and she was injured to a vital point, her own strength was limited, and she was unable to mobilize her own strength at all. In addition, facing such a powerful enemy, she gave up resistance.

"Don't talk nonsense, this place can't keep me, it's easy to leave." Ye Chen said.

He will never give up on his friends, let alone this time there is room for manipulation.

At this time, when he came to the edge of the battlefield, Ye Chen used his body skills to the extreme, and after bypassing a round of attack from the battle spirit, he was about to leave the battlefield.

But when they reached the edge of the battlefield, these ancient battle spirits stopped chasing them, as if they were restrained by some kind.

Seeing this, Ye Chen breathed a sigh of relief.

He put down Nangong Wenyue, and tried to use his true energy to help him heal his wounds, but he tried several methods, but nothing worked.

Nangong Wenyue sighed lightly, but did not complain.

At this time, Ye Chen suddenly felt a wave of fluctuation from the seven-star exquisite heart, and this feeling became more and more intense.

After taking out the Seven Star Exquisite Heart from his pocket, he saw that its surface was shining brightly, as if it had received some kind of induction.

"I have a feeling that someone is guiding me to go deeper." Ye Chen said.

Nangong Wenyue hesitated for a moment, and then said: "I think we should leave, this place is dangerous, maybe some murderous intentions deliberately lured you there, I have a bad feeling."

Ye Chen shook his head, this time he felt very strongly, it seemed that he should follow the guidance and not refuse.

"You stay here and wait for me. I will find a way to treat your injury."

As Ye Chen said, he took out a few talismans and placed a formation around Nangong Wenyue, which could resist the invasion of some ancient spirits.

Afterwards, he followed the guidance and prepared to continue to move forward, but a tall figure stopped in front of him.