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

On the battlefield between the three major families, the air of blood was overwhelming, and it was horrible.

An old grandson's body was swollen all over, that is, he had already burned his own blood, and his burning life was fighting with everyone.

His hair quickly changed from gray to white, and one arm exploded quickly, killing one of his own disciples on the spot, and then his leg also exploded.

Frantically thumping on the spot a few times, his body exploded directly, blood and internal organs flew around, and one eyeball flew into the mouth of a casual cultivator hiding in the bushes.

The casual cultivator was scared out of his wits on the spot, yelling and running around.

The battlefield finally calmed down for a while. The three major families were killed and injured more than two-thirds, and the few remaining people also suffered injuries of varying degrees.

At this time, it was the turn of casual cultivators to pick up the leak.

A cultivator's figure was like an arrow flying from the string, and quickly flew towards the bamboo slips of divine magic, breaking through the sound barrier at a speed.

However, soon a spear flew across the sun like a rainbow, pierced his chest, and nailed him to the ground.

More than a dozen casual cultivators fought together quickly, their purpose was even clearer, just to get the magic spell, once they succeeded, they would retreat immediately.

At this time, Ye Chen no longer sat on the mountain and watched tigers fight. After putting on the mask, he finally made a move.

A huge golden palm pressed down towards everyone like a hill, enveloping everyone present.

The palm pressed down fiercely, immediately pressing everyone to the ground, leaving a huge palm print on the ground.

When the palm was raised, two fingers held the bamboo slips of the divine technique and flew away.

Everyone glanced at each other, dumbfounded.

They fought for a long time, but the magic was taken away by an unknown person.

It is equivalent to a large number of their deaths and injuries, and they are all making wedding dresses for others in the first place.

Several people were so angry that they spat out a mouthful of blood.

But Ye Chen didn't intend to let them go.

After all, these people are still an unstable factor, and they can do anything when they become angry.

As soon as the dark and world-destroying magic power was cast, the surroundings of the battlefield were suddenly shrouded in darkness and demonic energy.

A moment later, in the space shrouded in darkness, less than 30 people were left with their vitality absorbed within a dozen breaths, and all of them died.

Ye Chen checked the scene, and after making sure that no one was left alive, he returned to Lihuo City with magic.

The heat of the auction has not yet passed, and there are still many monks on the street.

You can even see some calligraphy and painting stalls on the road, selling Kexin's portraits.

And there are quite a few people queuing up to buy paintings.

"What a beautiful person, you have lived deeply in my heart and carved into my soul, and I will always keep you by my side."

Ye Chen witnessed a monk with his own eyes and kissed Ke Xin's portrait directly.

It's really hard to imagine that after cultivating to such a level, one's mind will be influenced by emotions and desires. Even monks in the human world can be firm in their minds, but they are simply unreasonable.

After returning to the inn, Ye Chen immediately set up an isolation formation to isolate the breath in the room from the outside world.

Afterwards, he took out the bamboo slip and began to look at this divine technique.

There are only five big characters "Three Thousand Great Worlds" on this bamboo slip, other than that, there are some scribbles on the side, which don't look like symbols, like strokes, and don't form a picture.

Just these five big characters look very simple, and seem to have gone through tens of thousands of years. When Ye Chen saw it for the first time, he felt it, and his mind was inexplicably affected.

Then, he felt that the whole person had fallen into a mysterious artistic conception, as if he had seen the most primitive world, opened up in the chaos, and the first ray of prehistoric spirit was formed after thousands of years.

I don't know how long the baptism of the years has gone through, and finally there are heaven, earth, mountains and rivers, and a world is gradually presented in front of my eyes.

So what is the meaning of the person who created this magic technique?

Ye Chen scratched his head, but still couldn't figure it out.

Perhaps before reaching the corresponding field, it is difficult to comprehend the mystery of it, and it is useless to read it, but it is easy to fall into the quagmire.

After thinking about it for a quarter of an hour, there is still no gain.

Perhaps this magical technique is only prepared for those who are destined, and those who have no destiny will not get any benefits even if they read it.

Now Ye Chen has figured it out a little bit, if this magical technique is really so magical, it is estimated that the person who got the magical technique would have learned it by himself, and would not put it on the auction house.

Thinking about it this way, he felt like he was being tricked.

Still, he was ready to try.

With his astonishing comprehension ability and mental strength beyond ordinary people, when penetrating the spells, he will definitely get twice the result with half the effort.

Ye Chen began to close his eyes and think deeply. After his mental power was strengthened, his brain was like a supercomputer, capable of processing a large amount of information in the shortest possible time.

All kinds of pictures of the world and myriad things appeared in his mind, and they were constantly deduced. In just a moment, he seemed to see the scene from the origin of the universe to the shattering of the universe.

From the beginning to the destruction, the picture of each deduction is different.

Or the era of the end of the Dharma is coming, and under the lack of spiritual energy, there is no room for monks to survive. Even the world cannot last forever, and everything can only perish.

Or monks continue to absorb the power of heaven and earth for their own use, exhausting the luck of one world, and in the turmoil and war, everything can only perish.

Opening his eyes again, Ye Chen seemed to have comprehended the Dao of Heaven and Earth, and his strength had increased significantly.

When he opened the isolation formation, he did find that people from the three major families had surrounded the entire inn.

"Ye Chen is here, no matter what today, we must take back the magic power!"

"From now on, everyone in the inn can only enter but not exit, otherwise they will be killed without mercy!"

Hearing these words, Ye Chen shook his head slightly, it seemed that his whereabouts had already been exposed.

It has to be said that the IQs of the three major families are still online, at least they can find here in a short time.

Afterwards, Ye Chen dressed up a bit, and once the disguise technique was performed, there was no flaw.

At this time, he had turned into an eleven or twelve-year-old boy, not only his breath had completely changed, but his height and bones had also changed.

He swaggered out of the inn, but was stopped by a disciple of the Sun family.

"Stop! No one shall come in or out."

Ye Chen said with an aggrieved face: "Why? My uncle is still waiting for me. They will be anxious if they don't see me."

Seeing this scene, passers-by couldn't stand it anymore.

"It's really too much to embarrass a child."

"That's right, he is also a member of the three major families, so he is so arrogant and unreasonable."

In the end, the members of the Sun family still couldn't withstand the pressure of public opinion and let Ye Chen go with them.

When leaving, Ye Chen turned his head and made a face before disappearing into the crowd.