The best medical god in the city

Chapter 3147 Crisis!Repression! (five more)
"Each of these 33-day grandmist treasures has the lethality against the sky. The Suzaku Flying Sword that I was captured by you just now, and the four-element secret treasure behind it are actually 33-day grandmist treasures, but they were lost due to the vicissitudes of time. Only when you have the primordial aura, you will lose the rank."

"But my Youxie Slaughtering Soul Banner, the aura of primordial spirit is still there, and possesses unimaginable power. From the beginning of primordial creation to the birth of the lord of reincarnation, the souls who died during this period, and those with serious sins, were all killed by Youxie. Banner absorbs."

"This magic weapon contains more than tens of thousands of evil souls and hostile energy, it is simply a galaxy in the universe, immeasurable."

"It wasn't until you were born and set the reincarnation that the sinful souls of the heavens and the worlds avoided the fate of being slaughtered and crushed."

After Han Changsheng said these words, his face was flushed, but he looked like he was shining.

"This magic weapon is so powerful, where did you get it?"

Ye Chen was extremely surprised. He never thought that there was such a terrible magic weapon buried under the Forbidden Soul Island.

"me……"

Han Changsheng wanted to speak, but his injuries were too serious to say anything.

Ye Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at Youxie Killing Soul Banner.

Immediately, his gaze penetrated through the thick fog, and he saw the cause and effect of the secret behind it.

It turned out that in ancient times, this Youxie Killing Soul Banner was the magic weapon of the Heavenly Demon Clan, and was later snatched away by Di Shitian.

But back then, he fought with Di Shitian and wounded him.

Han Changsheng took advantage of Di Shitian's healing, stole the Youxie Soul Slaughter Banner, and secretly buried it on this island, waiting for the opportunity to refine it.

But the 33-day primordial treasure, the aura is too majestic, even if he reaches the eighth heaven of the god realm, it is impossible to refine it.

Therefore, this Youxie Soul Slaughter Banner is still an ownerless thing.

He wanted to present it to Ye Chen as a gift of refuge.

He was willing to contribute such a precious primordial treasure, which shows his sincerity.

Ye Chen's heart skipped a beat, his blood was very special, the 33-day primordial treasure, even a god emperor master could hardly refine it, but he could refine it.

If you refine the Youxie Soul Slaughter Banner and control the energy of thousands of brutal souls, his combat power will definitely improve by leaps and bounds!

Also, if a chess piece can really be placed in the Emperor Yuan Hall, it will definitely bring huge benefits in the future.

"So that's it, it turns out that you stole this Youxie Soul Slaughter Banner under Di Shitian's hands."

Ye Chen's eyes flickered, and he kept calculating and weighing in his heart.

"Lord of reincarnation, you... have you seen the cause and effect behind it?"

Han Changsheng was overjoyed immediately: "In that case, you should know my sincerity, are you willing to accept surrender?"

Geek!

Ye Chen's heart beat violently a few times, and finally shook his head, saying: "Sorry, you are not qualified."

"Why...why?" Han Changsheng's eyes dimmed instantly.

Ye Chen exhaled a foul breath, stood up slowly, looked into the distance, and said:

"The power of Emperor Yuan Palace and Di Shitian's strength are even more terrifying than you imagined. In the dark, I have insight into the secrets of heaven. You are an eighth-level heavenly god, and you are not even qualified to be a pawn. "

To be honest, Ye Chen really wanted to subdue Han Changsheng.

But the problem is that Emperor Yuan Palace is too scary, Di Shitian is too scary, and Han Changsheng is not even qualified to be a pawn. If he is subdued, he will only expose his karma.

In the dark, Ye Chen saw a terrible secret.

The power of Emperor Yuan Palace spreads all over the heavens and worlds, the infinite universe, and what Han Changsheng sees is only a corner of the countless foundations of Emperor Yuan Palace.

He thought that this corner was everything.

Sitting well and watching the sky!

He also wants to rebel and seize the throne, which is simply a dream.

If he really knew how terrible Di Shitian was, he wouldn't have this idea.

It's a pity that ants don't know how terrible the tiger is.

The ants made a fuss in front of the tiger, but the tiger ignored it because there was a bigger prey in front of it.

"Give you a face, cut yourself off."

Ye Chen dropped the long sword and threw it in front of Han Changsheng.

Fortunately, he practiced the clear eyes of the Heavenly Demon Cave and noticed the terrible secret behind him, otherwise, he would have really accepted Han Changsheng as a pawn, and if Di Shitian found out, he would have no idea how he would die.

"Lord of reincarnation, you..."

Looking at the long sword in front of him, Han Changsheng trembled, unexpectedly being rejected by Ye Chen.

Ask him to kill himself, but he doesn't want to die.

"Okay, since you are so heartless, let's die together!"

"The Great Law of the Disintegration of Heavenly Demons!"

Han Changsheng gritted his teeth, his eyes were cold, and bursts of heavenly demon breath suddenly burst out from his body.

The Heavenly Demon disintegrates Dafa, uses the disintegration to self-detonate, and detonates its own blood cultivation, thus forming a huge explosion.

This method burns jade and stone together, and its lethality is very terrifying.

Han Changsheng is a master of the eighth heaven of the gods. If he disintegrates and explodes, even the god emperor will be afraid.

But now, Han Chang's vitality and blood are exhausted, and his meridians are almost broken. Even if he wants to explode himself, he doesn't have enough vitality and blood to exert his power at all.

"What's the use of dismantling Dafa with the demon?"

Ye Chen frowned.

"hey-hey……"

Han Changsheng laughed ferociously.

The next moment, something that shocked Ye Chen happened.

I saw wisps of heavenly demon breath pouring into the Youxie Slaughtering Soul Banner.

Inside the soul-killing banner, countless violent souls and evil spirits, stimulated by the breath of the heavenly demon, immediately let out a sharp howl.

"not good!"

Ye Chen's face changed drastically.

It turned out that Han Changsheng's method of disintegrating the demon was not used on himself, but in the killing soul banner.

Although he hasn't refined this soul-slaying banner, after so many years of research, he has already mastered a small part of the breath of the brutal soul, which can communicate and resonate, causing a disintegration explosion.

He only needs to detonate hundreds of brutal souls, and then use the vibration force of the soul-killing banner itself to crush Ye Chen alive.

"Tianlong Bashenyin, suppress it for me!"

Ye Chen's eyes were horrified, and he picked up the long sword, the blade cut the air, and blasted the Hong Mongolian sound.

Now his Tianlong Bashenyin is becoming more and more proficient, not only the pronunciation of the throat, but also the pronunciation of the muscles and bones, and even the blade of the sword can cut the air, and can burst out the Mongolian sound.

Om, blah, blah, blah, baa, moo, woo, boo!

The eight golden characters, with a monstrous majestic aura, hovered around Ye Chenjian like butterflies, flying non-stop, colliding with the air, and erupting the ancient chanting of heaven and Buddha.

Prevent!

must be stopped!

If Han Changsheng detonated the brutal soul and the demon exploded, Ye Chen would not be left behind.

laugh!
The sword light danced, and the dragon soared into the sky.

Eight Hongmeng golden dragons also emerged from Ye Chenjian's body.

The mighty sword energy slashed fiercely at Han Changsheng's body.

Puff!

Han Changsheng's body was broken, and blood spurted wildly.

The connection between him and the aura of the soul-killing banner broke instantly under the shock of the Tianlong Bashenyin.

Boom!

The soul-slaying banner fell to the ground. The cloth banner seemed to weigh a thousand catties. It looked like a light piece of cloth, but when it fell to the ground, it made a sound like a heavy hammer falling to the ground.

The churning scream of the brutal soul also stopped in an instant.

(End of this chapter)