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

Above a volcanic magma, Ye Chen's figure is like a streamer, flying fast.

Ahead is the deeper part of the dark abyss. Looking around, it is extremely dark, and there is no spiritual energy fluctuation.

In the rear, Yan Mowang has been following behind, chasing closely, but it seems that he has not increased his speed to the maximum.

Normally Yan Mowang's strength is higher than Ye Chen's, and his speed is also faster.

The two of them ran thousands of feet one after the other, but the distance was still not shortened nor widened, obviously they had reservations.

Originally, the ground was full of hot and high temperature, which was already extremely dangerous, but the front was even more dangerous and full of endless unknowns.

This is clearly asking for death.And Ye Chen's purpose of doing this seems to be to fight with his back.

At this time, King Yan Mo behind saw this scene and gradually stopped. He was slightly taken aback at the time, not understanding what it meant.

After thinking for a while, he still didn't want to understand, but there was no doubt that Ye Chen was going to a dead end.

"Ha ha ha ha."

Yan Mowang laughed out loud.

"Boy, I think you have a brain problem. The seventh floor is already an endless purgatory. If you continue to go deeper, you will only be an endless sea of ​​suffering. You will end up dead after all."

However, Ye Chen didn't pay attention to him at all, but continued to move forward.

His speed didn't slow down at all, until he came to the edge of the void, and in front of him was the endless void wind blade. If an ordinary monk touched it, his flesh would be crushed by the void wind blade, and even the bones would not be left.

Even he is unwilling to touch the danger here, and maybe Yan Mowang is the same.

Feeling the bursts of coldness coming from ahead, he gradually stopped.

If he continued to take a step forward, it would not be a last stand, but suicide.

His figure gradually stopped, turned around and looked at King Yan Mo, and behind him was the endless void, in which the violent power of the void was enough to shatter everything.

Yan Mowang looked smug at this time, and now he seemed to have seen Ye Chen's death, but he was not in a hurry at this time, but flew slowly.

"Boy, why don't you run away? Didn't you run very fast just now? Now let me see where you can go."

The two looked at each other, and even though neither of them made a move, the atmosphere at the scene was already very tense, and a battle was imminent.

At this time, Ye Chen couldn't take the lead. In the case of a large difference in strength, even if he attacked one after another, he would be attacked first by the opponent.

So now he can only wait and see what happens, waiting for the opponent to show his flaws first.

But what surprised him was that Yan Mowang still didn't intend to do anything for a long time.

"Boy, if you are sensible, kneel down to me immediately, and I can make your death more comfortable, otherwise, you are afraid that you will be tortured within seven to forty-nine days, and your soul will be permanently sealed in the volcanic lava In the midst of it, you will endure the pain of being roasted forever!"

Hearing this, Ye Chen couldn't stand it anymore.

Originally, he was going to fight back, but his cards were ready, so why didn't this old monster make a move.

"Good idea! You have been imprisoned in this Invariable Purgatory, and you will never see the light of day. You want to pay for your sins, but you are stubborn. Not only do you not want to repent, but you will commit murder again. Your life is not long!"

Ye Chen scolded sharply: "After you die, your soul will not be able to return to heaven, but will only be locked in the Invariable Purgatory, and you will not be reincarnated for a hundred generations!"

As soon as these words came out, the smile on Yan Mowang's face gradually disappeared, and turned cold.

He was irritated again.

"Boy, you really don't know how to live or die, I will let you taste the pain today!"

Yan Mowang gritted his teeth and rushed over directly.

Raising the palm of his hand, a ball of flame burst out of the palm, turned into a fire snake, and attacked Ye Chen.

This fiery snake is as thick as the mouth of a bowl, more than ten meters long, and exudes blazing high temperature throughout its body. Even if it is tens of meters away, it can still feel the scorching sun.

"Kid, die!"

At this time, Ye Chen's pupils shrank, and he felt that the fire element in front of him was becoming more and more intense. The power of this fire snake was really incomparable, and he couldn't parry it at all.

And now that he has been locked by the fire snake, it is impossible to dodge.

However, when the fire snake approached and came to a foot in front of Ye Chen, it was suddenly resisted by a force of black ice, and all the flames turned into sporadic points, which were offset by cold elements.

It was the frost dragon scale armor that played a role.

Although this was not Yan Mowang's full blow, it was still powerful, but it was completely offset by the Frost Dragon Scale Armor.

It can be seen that the strength of this frost giant dragon is true.

Seeing this, King Yan Mo was slightly surprised, but he was not too surprised.

"Boy, I didn't realize that you have quite a few treasures, but these treasures will soon be mine."

As he said that, he rushed over directly, the flames between his hands condensed into a blade, and he was about to cut the frost dragon scale armor.

No matter how powerful the Frost Dragon is, it is still a creature on the sixth floor. Facing the strong ones on the seventh floor, it is still somewhat stretched.

Just when the power of the fire snake was neutralized, many cold elements in the frost dragon scale armor had been consumed, which greatly reduced its attributes.

Remembering this blow, he wasn't sure if he could parry it.

Ye Chen is holding the Xuantian Jiuli Sword. This real divine sword is very powerful, and it is effective against strong men of any realm.

The long sword was lying in front of him, only a sharp sound could be heard as the blade scraped across the spine of the sword.

With just one face-to-face meeting, Ye Chen felt like his whole body was burning, and his body had been corroded by evil fire.

Just as the two were getting close, Ye Chen saw the right moment, and took a picture of the Wanli Frost Talisman pinched on the tip of his left finger.

The talisman happened to be imprinted on Yan Mowang's chest evenly, and it had an effect.

At this time, the endless cold elements in front of his eyes were released, and the extremely scorching high temperature around him suddenly seemed to have entered an ice cave.

Even Ye Chen's left hand was frozen.

Yan Mowang was accurately hit by the talisman, and of course absorbed more cold primitive invasion, and all the anger in his body had been suppressed at this time.

The original fiery red clothes had been covered with a layer of frost, the body full of fire elements had been frozen, and the whole person had been covered with profound ice.

"Boy, what are you doing?"

Yan Mowang was so surprised that he couldn't even say a complete sentence now.

It has to be said that Ye Chen's trick was very successful in luring the enemy in.

He smiled faintly: "Old miscellaneous hair, today is your death date, I will do what I say!"

As strong as Yan Mowang is, after being frozen, the body becomes very fragile, the energy in the body has been blocked, and no matter how strong it is, it cannot be displayed.

"go to hell!"

Ye Chen slashed down with a sword, and Yan Mowang's body suddenly shattered to the ground.