Eternal Invincible Emperor System

Chapter 712 The Continuing Storm (4000-word chapter)
The True Martial Sword is the King's Soldier, and even if the jade bottle was forged by the Dark Supreme, it would take most of the strength to suppress a King's Soldier at this moment.

However, the remaining power is enough to suppress the four Taoist disciples.

"boom!"

Ye Xingchen slapped out his palm, the golden palm was like a big hand covering the sky, and he slapped the young man in white flying away.

"Time secret art, you actually know time secret art." The young man in white was shocked.

The power of time is one of the most mysterious forces in the world, standing side by side with chaos, primordial, innate five elements and other avenues.

Ye Xingchen was speechless, and kept attacking the young man in white.

"Junior Brothers, let's go." The young man in white said, "Exercise the Great Escape of the Five Elements!"

The five elements escape method is the same as the universe in the sleeve, and it is one of the most widely spread secret arts in the Taoist school. Almost all Taoist disciples can easily learn the universe in the sleeve and the five elements escape method.

The five-element escape mentioned by the young man in white is derived from the five-element escape method. It is more mysterious than the five-element escape method. It is a secret that is not passed down in the Taoist sect. Only when you become a core disciple of the Taoist sect can you have the opportunity to practice this escape method.

"Shh!"

As soon as the young man in white finished speaking, he turned into a stream of quicksand, flowed into the ground, and disappeared without a trace.

The other three, the purple-clothed youth, turned into a puddle of flowing water and seeped into the ground without any breath.

The youth in black turned into a Lihuo and disappeared on the spot.

With a flash of green light, the green-clothed young man cast his wooden escape and left.

In an instant, the four of them used the Great Escape of the Five Elements, and even Ye Xingchen couldn't stop them, allowing them to escape.

"Taoism, the Great Escape of the Five Elements, is indeed very mysterious. It deserves to be ranked alongside Buddhism and Confucianism as the strongest sect in the heavens." Ye Xingchen secretly said.

Whether it is the Great Escape of the Five Elements, the Universe in the Sleeve, or the Seal of the Vientiane of the World, they are all top-notch techniques in the world, and if an ordinary warrior masters one, it is enough to rule the world.

Of course, a Taoist unique knowledge is enough for a warrior to spend a lifetime studying and comprehending.

"Is this the Jumang clock?" The fat man walked out of the main hall, looking at the small bronze clock in Ye Xingchen's hand, his eyes shone with gold.

A holy soldier!
This is a holy weapon built by an ancient saint, and it was also personally shaped by a peak saint.

The small bronze clock is less than three inches in size at the moment, and its surface is full of rust, but in the eyes of the fat man, it looks like a beauty.

"Fatty, pay attention to your image." Ye Xingchen couldn't see it anymore and reminded.

The fat man wiped the drool from the corner of his mouth, and said, "Brother Ye, please let me take a look."

Ye Xingchen handed the Jumang clock to Fatty and asked him to examine it carefully.

"As expected of a Jumang bell, the Dao pattern on it is intertwined, simple and natural, and contains the charm of the Dao." The fat man praised.

Having said that, the fat man looked at Ye Xingchen and said worriedly: "Brother Ye, if you severely injured those four Taoist disciples, the Hall of True Martial Arts will definitely trouble you."

Zhenwu Dao Temple, one of the three strongest forces in Taoism, stands side by side with Sanqing Temple and Taiji Xuanmen. The founder of Zhenwu Dao Temple was called Zhenwu Dangmo Tianzun in ancient times, also known as Zhenwu Great Emperor. The existence of Babel.

Although the power of the Zhenwu Dao Hall is scattered in all walks of life due to different ideas, but any branch hall is still very terrifying. It can stand side by side with the heavenly forces, and even far surpass the heavenly forces.

Moreover, although the Daoist forces belong to different sects and have different ideas, if someone bullies a Daoist disciple, the other Daoist disciples will not stand idly by.

The three holy places in Xuanyu can also be regarded as Taoist forces fundamentally.

The power of Zhenwu Dao Palace in Xuanyu is called Zhenwu Daozong. Although it is not as good as the Ten Heavenly Sects, the Five Great Dynasties, and the Three Holy Lands, its foundation is very deep. It is a neutral force in Xuanyu. It is detached from the world and never interferes. Other forces fight.

However, if people from Xuanyu's Zhenwu Dao Sect and Taixu Dongtian's Zhen Wu Dao Hall knew that someone had bullied Taoist disciples and had taken a holy weapon, they would absolutely retaliate.

"If they want revenge, then come!" Ye Xingchen was not afraid at all.

The path of a warrior's practice is the path of struggle. If he hesitates in a situation, looks forward and backward, and cares about other forces, he might as well not practice and just go home and sell sweet potatoes.

"Brother Ye, if the True Martial Arts Hall troubles you in the future, I will definitely not stand idly by, fat man. If I can't beat you, I can ask my master to help." The fat man said.

Fatty's master is the old man Wuyou from Xuanyu, also called Taoist Wuyou, a casual cultivator, but his cultivation is very tyrannical, and there are not many forces in Xuanyu who dare to provoke him, that is, those from Tianzong, Holy Land, and Dynasty , will also sell some face to Taoist Wuyou.

"Thank you." Ye Xingchen smiled.

"We brothers, why are you being so polite, I will introduce my junior sister to you when I have a chance some other day." Fatty was still thinking about it.

There was nothing else in the Ancient Wu Valley. Ye Xingchen and Fatty left the Ancient Wu Valley and quietly returned to the ancient city.

In the deserted ancient city, in a quiet room, sandalwood is lingering. Dozens of bright top-grade spirit crystals are inlaid on the four walls, and there are engraved spirit-gathering arrays for people to practice.

On the desk case, there is a three-inch high bronze bell, engraved with the sages of the Wu clan, the sun, the moon and the stars, and the side facing Ye Xingchen is engraved with the sentence of one of the twelve ancestor witches of the Wu clan.

Gou Mang, one of the Twelve Ancestral Witches, was born to control the avenue of wood. He was born sacred, with a tyrannical body, almost equivalent to an immortal body.

Ye Xingchen perceives the Jumang clock with his spirit, and understands the inner Dao pattern.

It has been half a month since he and Fatty returned to the ancient city. During this time, he has been cultivating in the quiet room, and his cultivation has unknowingly entered the middle broken state.

Of course, the biggest gain is that he has a partial understanding of the Dao Rune of the Wu Clan, and a little understanding of the Dao of Cursing.

The so-called curse is actually to use the power of heaven and earth, the power of the soul, and various combinations of dao patterns to attack warriors.

Whether it is the blood curse, or the dragon seal curse, etc., there is no difference from ordinary martial arts, but there are differences in the process of performing them.

For example, the blood curse can melt the energy and blood of a warrior, and even the body, some special secret treasures, and martial arts can also do it. In Xuanyu, the blood-transforming needle of the Blood Demon Sect has a similar effect to the blood curse.

The difference is that the blood curse is persistent and hidden, and it is difficult to be erased, while other martial arts and secret treasures are one-time, and if they are not killed by one blow, they will no longer work.

"Blood Curse!"

Ye Xingchen formed seals with his hands, and the bloody runes danced for guidance, and then turned into patterns.

Ye Xingchen flicked his fingers, and a blood curse flew out, and then he shot a drop of blood that fell into the blood curse. The drop of blood turned black at a speed visible to the naked eye, and finally turned into flying ash.

Ye Xingchen looked at it thoughtfully.

Fundamentally speaking, the curse is to deprive warriors of their vitality and vitality.Such as blood vitality, physical vitality, mana vitality, soul vitality and so on.

Therefore, creatures with strong vitality are more able to resist the power of the curse.

Ye Xingchen put away the Jumang clock on the table and left the quiet room.

After retreating for half a month, his cultivation base has greatly increased, and he has some insight into the power of the curse. If he continues to practice, it will not have much effect.

"How did the ancient city become so quiet?" Ye Xingchen walked on the street. The street, which used to be full of people and traffic, was now very sparsely populated, only warriors in twos and threes.

The once bustling streets are now a little lonely.

Ye Xingchen walked around the street before returning to his residence.

The fat man came up to meet him and said, "Brother Ye, your retreat is over."

Ye Xingchen nodded and said, "Fatty, how did the ancient city become like this?"

The fat man sighed when he heard the words, with a worried expression on his face, he said, "Brother Ye, you don't know, just half a month ago, not long after you retreated, a demon appeared in the city, a demon."

"Evil?" Ye Xingchen was thoughtful.

"This evil spirit attacked and killed members of several races in the city. It's not a big deal. After all, that race has enemies, but the blood of the people who were killed was dried up, and the corpses were gnawed until only bones remained."

"Even, a few days ago, a powerful man was killed, his flesh and blood were devoured, it was very cruel." The fat man said.

"Evil, eating corpses, could it be..." Thoughts flashed in Ye Xingchen's mind.

He was a little uncertain. At that time in the Ancient Wu Valley, the black shadow wanted to take him away and was refined by Emperor Yan. He thought that the escaped evil source was completely dead, but now it seems that there may be more than one black shadow in the Ancient Wu Valley. After sensing another death, Sombra went into hiding.

Ye Xingchen guessed in his heart that there might be a dark shadow possessing the person who entered the ancient witch valley.

As he said that, he used the eye of luck to search the fat man's body, but he didn't sense the evil aura.

"The four members of the Taoist sect, the young master of the Peacock Clan, Xiu Tianji, Lan Meng, Hua Qingchan, who is the black shadow possessed, or is the black shadow possessed by one of them, and after coming out, it possessed other people in the city On him?" Ye Xingchen thought.

"This demon is really cruel and bold. Last time, he even dared to sneak attack Lan Meng of the Blue Spirit Tribe. However, Lan Meng possessed the king's armor, which prevented the opponent from succeeding." The fat man said.

"Aside from Lan Meng, who else has been attacked in the Ancient Wu Valley?" Ye Xingchen asked.

"Lan Meng is the only one, and the others have not been reported to have been attacked." The fat man said.

At night, the bright moon hangs high and sprinkles a little silver sand.

The room was very quiet. Ye Xingchen sat cross-legged on the futon, practicing with his eyes closed.

He is comprehending the next level of mystery of the cultivation technique.

Suddenly, he opened his eyes.

"Hey!"

The moment he opened his eyes, a sword light came suddenly.

The attacker's timing was right.

"when!"

A divine sword appeared around Ye Xingchen, blocking the sword light that could kill the peak of the Broken Realm.

"Hey..." A cold voice came.

Ye Xingchen used the eye of luck, and saw a black shadow hiding in the void, receding to the outside.

"Since you're here, why show people your true colors?" Ye Xingchen held the White Emperor Sword, and a burst of fiery sword energy shot out.

"Pfft!"

The sword light was sharp, cut through the void, and chased after the black shadow.

"when!"

That black shadow was holding a black sword, like a shadow, it clashed with the White Emperor Sword, making a metal clanging sound.

Immediately afterwards, the black shadow retreated with the help of the force of the collision, almost disappearing into the void.

But how could Ye Xingchen let him escape.

"boom!"

In the cold and empty space, a blue figure appeared, and then a white jade bottle emerged, with the mouth of the bottle facing the shadow, turning into a black hole, exuding a powerful attraction.

"Soldier of the king, hehe!" Heiying sneered, his expression suddenly exuded the power of a king, and he broke away from the attraction of the jade bottle.

Ye Xingchen was not surprised. He took out an ancient bronze clock, activated by magic power, and the ancient bronze clock bloomed with three thousand clouds of green light, filled with sacred power, and distorted the void space.

"when!"

Ye Xingchen poured all his mana into it, and could only knock once.

I saw a cyan sound wave, where the void shattered and turned into primitive chaos, and the aura of the void turned into chaotic mist.

The black shadow panicked, and a strong kingly aura emanated from his body, resisting the sound waves.

"boom!"

The cyan sound wave shook the first layer of void, and the black shadow was blown away.

In the ancient city of Desolation, many warriors heard a deafening sound and sensed a ray of holy power that was faintly present.

"Could there be a saint to make a move?" Someone said to himself.

The next moment everyone saw a black shadow falling from the void, and they were shocked.

Suddenly someone remembered something and said in a voiceless voice: "Black shadow, this black shadow is the evil spirit circulating in the city."

"It seems that the target of this black shadow sneak attack is too powerful, which made him miscalculate."

"It's impossible for a black shadow to sneak up on a saint, but just now there was a burst of holy power, that must be the target of his sneak attack, there is a holy weapon, at worst it is a quasi-saint weapon."

Ye Xingchen didn't care what other people in the city said, he stepped out of the void.

He had already put away the Jumang clock, and now he was walking towards the shadow with the jade bottle, the king's soldier, holding the White Emperor sword in his hand.

"I didn't expect that the ancient bronze clock in the Ancient Wu Valley was a holy weapon, and it fell into your hands." Black Shadow said to himself.

Ye Xingchen heard the black shadow talking to himself, and said: "Sure enough, the people who are possessed by the evil source in the Ancient Wu Valley are the ones who entered the Ancient Wu Valley, because they are the only ones who have seen the ancient bronze clock."

Ye Xingchen thought, who is the black shadow in front of him?

Is it Xiu Tianji, or Lan Meng, or the young master of the Peacock Clan, or even Hua Qingchan.

Of course, there is also a great possibility for the four Taoists.

However, the four Taoists knew that the ancient bronze bell was a holy weapon, so it was impossible to see that the ancient bronze bell was a holy weapon, and they seemed very shocked.

Moreover, the four members of the Taoist sect knew that he possessed a holy weapon, and they would not attack and kill him unless they were fully prepared.

So Soi Ying is most likely one of the four cultivators.

"I underestimated you, but I will come back to find you." Hei Ying cast a cold glance at Ye Xingchen, wanting to escape.

At this time, the guards of Huanggu City also arrived.

"Black Shadow, it's a demon, take him down for me." The commander of the guard army is a quasi-powerful person who has stepped into the Heaven-reaching Realm with one foot, and all his subordinates are warriors in the Broken Realm. Live to capture the shadow.

The figure of the black figure was blurred and turned into a wisp of black smoke. Wherever it passed, all the warriors were swallowed up with flesh and blood, turning into a skeleton, and died tragically.

"What, how is it possible?" The guard commander turned pale with shock.

"Shh!"

The black shadow turned into a plume of black smoke and disappeared before everyone's eyes. Ye Xingchen was about to catch up, but was stopped by the guard commander.

"Where do you want to go, Your Excellency?" the guard commander asked.

(End of this chapter)