Eternal Invincible Emperor System

Chapter 831 Battle (4000-word chapter)
The majestic Budao Mountain is majestic and majestic, with streams of holy light falling from the top of the mountain, like a vast waterfall, full of holy aura, full of holy brilliance, like a holy land in a fairy mountain.

The heavy stone gate slowly opened, and the holy glow soared into the sky, filling the sky and the earth with light.

All the warriors walked forward, stepped into the stone gate, and began to climb the mountain.

Ye Xingchen stepped through the stone gate, and felt a trace of holy energy floating in the sky, penetrating into his body along the pores of his body.

"boom!"

At this time, a young man holding Fang Tian's painted halberd danced wildly, his breath was overwhelming, and his body was like a black hole, swallowing the holy energy from all directions.

In the surprised eyes of everyone, he stepped on the first step and walked to the top of the mountain.

"Buzz!"

On the other side, flames rose up, condensing into a sacred tree of flames, and the branches of the sacred tree stretched out to absorb the holy energy.

This is a young man with red hair, with red flames beating on his body, full of vitality.

"boom!"

"boom!"

"..."

As soon as they stepped into the Martial Dao Mountain, the powerful young warriors released their own strength and showed their demeanor.

For a moment, the foot of the mountain was full of rays of light, the glow filled the air, and visions came one after another.

"You don't release your aura to compete with them?" Huaying Fairy looked at Ye Xingchen with a smile and asked.

"It's not interesting, it's important to climb the mountain." Ye Xingchen shook his head and stepped on the first step.

There are 12 steps in Martial Dao Mountain. The further you go, the greater the pressure, and the higher the cultivation level of the warrior.

Ye Xingchen felt a stream of pure holy air flow into his body, tempering his bones.

Next, he stepped over dozens of steps at once, and his speed was very fast, which attracted the attention of many people.

After all, the higher one goes, the greater the pressure. Many people walk forward one step at a time. There, like Ye Xingchen, he leaps several steps at one step, just like flying.

"Hey!"

Suddenly, someone cast out a sword aura, shaped like coral, crimson, glittering and translucent, and pierced Ye Xingchen's back.

Mountain climbing is not only about climbing to the top of the mountain, but also a contest for the younger generation of Nanhuang, so many people have no scruples about taking action.

"boom!"

When the breeze blew, a strand of hair fell from Ye Xingchen's body and chopped off behind him. The sword energy was crushed by a strand of hair and cut off.

"How is it possible?" The person who shot secretly was taken aback.

A sage's hair, a drop of blood, and a piece of bone can kill a strong person below the holy realm, but this talent is at the peak of the king, and the energy contained in a hair can cut off his sword energy, which is really inconceivable.

"I don't believe it." The man took out a big bow, nocked the arrow and bent the bow.

"call out!"

An arrow, with flowing light, attracted the blessing of holy energy, and shot at the back of Ye Xingchen's head.

Ye Xingchen turned around, his eyes flashed, and the arrow shattered.

He stared at a person, and rushed to the person's eyes in a flash, using his hand as a knife, and slashed down.

The man was taken aback, the center of his eyebrows split open, and a vertical eye appeared, shooting out beams of light.

But everything was useless, Ye Xingchen's palm seemed to be made of holy iron, indestructible, splitting the light beam.

The man's eyes were terrified, knowing that he had kicked the iron plate, his figure flashed, and he backed away.

But Ye Xingchen followed him like a shadow, at a very high speed, kicked this person in the back, kicked him out, fell down the steps, and died.

The battle on Ye Xingchen's side is just a part of climbing the mountain. On the other steps, fierce fighting occurs every moment. If you don't pay attention when climbing the mountain, you may be beaten down by others.

"This person is very strong and cannot be provoked."

After Ye Xingchen got close to the martial artist who had sneak attacked just now, the martial artist who saw this scene was shocked and thought to himself.

In the next dozens of steps, no one stopped Ye Xingchen, and he soon reached the hundredth step.

"boom!"

When he ascended the [-]th step, there was a layer of pressure, like being trapped in a swamp, and there was a force around him that restricted his movements.

Ye Xingchen trembled, shaking off the pressure.

Immediately, a strong holy air penetrated into his body, tempering the skin, bones, internal organs and so on.

Ye Xingchen looked up, and in front of him, there were still many figures climbing up with difficulty.

After the [-]th step, the pressure doubles for every [-] steps climbed.

"These pressures are nothing compared to the path of gods and demons." Ye Xingchen continued to walk forward, with firm steps, unhurried, and soon climbed the [-]th, [-]th, and [-]th steps. He just stopped.

It's not that he can't continue to climb the mountain, but that he feels that there is enough holy energy in his body, and it takes time to refine it.

In his abdomen, a furnace emerged, with yin and yang flames burning, rumbling, refining holy energy, and transporting it to the whole body along the meridians.

The holy air tempers the skin, flesh and blood, bones, internal organs, six internal organs, meridians, etc.

Especially the 72 acupoints in the body turned into 72 stars, greedily absorbing the holy energy.

"Crack!"

His physical strength has been broken through, which is equivalent to an intermediate quasi-sage.

Moreover, his bones gradually sanctified, shining with crystal luster, and began to transform into holy bones.

After spending a moment refining the holy energy, Ye Xingchen continued to climb the mountain.

When he stepped on the [-]th step, thirty swords flew out and fell around him, blocking his way.

36 The swords radiate holy light, and they are about to evolve into holy weapons. At this moment, they form a sword array, and the pure yang gang is rolling, turning into pure yang flames, shaped like a big sun.

"Chunyang Tiangang Sword Formation." Ye Xingchen stared at a person and said, "Warriors from Zhou Tianshan."

"Zhou Tianshan's big disciple Ou Yangming, you hurt my junior brother, and you will pay the price today." A young man in Zhou Tian's robe and a Taoist crown said coldly.

He is Zhou Tianshan's eldest disciple and Zhou Tianyuan's senior brother.

The movement here attracted the attention of other warriors, and someone looked over.

"Hey, Ouyang Ming of Zhou Tianshan is going too far against a warrior who is at the peak of the king!" Someone said.

Someone retorted: "As long as you climb the mountain, you are an enemy, and there is nothing wrong with it. Besides, this person can reach the [-]th step, which proves his strength."

"Hehe, this person is finished. Ouyang Ming is not only Zhou Tianshan's big disciple, but also has entered the realm of high-level quasi-sage, and his strength is very strong." Someone gloated.

The fewer competitors in mountaineering, the better.

"Hehe, I didn't expect Ye Xingchen to provoke Zhou Tianshan's people, now let's see how he escapes?" Yuan Qing sneered.

While some people were discussing, Ouyang Ming made a move. He manipulated the Chunyang Tiangang Sword Formation to strangle Ye Xingchen.

One after another gangsha, turned into pure yang flames, turned into pure yang sun, shooting out one after another flame-like rays of light.

"The power of the stars?" Ye Xingchen smiled and said, "I will too."

He raised his right hand high and grabbed it towards the sky, only to see that the sky suddenly dimmed, and stars jumped out one after another, floating above Ye Xingchen's head.

The brilliance of the stars fell down and turned into a curtain of stars, blocking all the power of the pure sun flame.

"The power of the sun star!" Ye Xingchen waved his hand again, the stars dispersed, a corner of a huge star was exposed, and the star power of the sun fell down.

Ye Xingchen condensed the Taiyin Sword Qi, divided it into 36 paths, and shot it in all directions. The 36 pure Yang suns burst apart in an instant, and Tiangang Xingsha was frozen by the power of Taiyin.

At the same time, with Ye Xingchen's finger, a vortex reappeared in the center of the sword formation, and the yin and yang two airflows turned into a large grinding disc, obliterating the aura of the 36 swords and turning them into ordinary soldiers.

"puff!"

The natal magic weapon was destroyed, Ouyang Ming spat out a mouthful of blood, he stared at Ye Xingchen gloomyly, turned around and left without saying a word, very decisive and straightforward.

"Where are you going?" Ye Xingchen turned into a ray of light and chased after him.

Since Zhou Tianshan's people came to kill him, he would not be merciful.

Zhou Tianshan is very powerful in the southern wasteland, but he is fearless, and he will leave Tianyu at worst.

"Hey!"

Seeing this, Ouyang Ming saw a pair of pure yang wings appearing from behind, and fell down like heavenly knives.

The sun is rolling, the pure sun is burning, and the surrounding area is scorching hot. Many warriors avoid it and don't want to get involved in the battlefield.

But there are exceptions.

A young man with a Fangtian painted halberd rushed in.

With a ferocious momentum, Fang Tian's painted halberd split through the void, towards Ye Xingchen.

"Hmph." After being attacked and killed one after another, Ye Xingchen became angry.

He pinched five fingers and knocked back Ouyang Ming's pure yang wings, then turned around, his palm collided with Fang Tian's painted halberd, and the clanging sound shook the forest.

"Some skills." The young man holding Fang Tian's painted halberd said, the light on his body shrank, revealing a domineering face.

He was wearing a battle armor, and his fighting spirit soared to the sky, standing in front of Ye Xingchen like an ancient mountain.

"Xiling, Bawang's lineage, Xiang Ying!" The young man holding Fang Tian's painted halberd introduced himself.

"It's actually someone from the lineage of the Overlord of Xiling."

"It is rumored that in ancient times, the Overlord fought with the Scarlet Heaven Emperor, and they lost in the end, but the emperor was also uncomfortable, and he died after a while, and the overlord's lineage also migrated from the Central Region to Xiling."

"..."

Everyone was shocked, they didn't expect that someone from the Overlord lineage was born again.

"People from Bawang's lineage were born, so people from Chixiao's lineage should also be born." Someone whispered.

Because of the grievances and grievances between the two ancient lines, they fought for hundreds of thousands of years.

The successors of each generation, the descendants of Bawang's lineage will challenge Chixiao's lineage. In the past 10 years, I don't know how many times they have fought, and both sides have won or lost.

"Is it the overlord's lineage?!" Ye Xingchen heard the voices of others talking, he looked at Xiang Ying, and said: "If you want to fight, then fight!"

In terms of combat power, he is not weaker than others, let alone fearful.

What about the heirs of the Overlord lineage?
"Refreshing!" Xiang Ying pointed at Ye Xingchen with Fang Tian's painted halberd in his hand, his fighting spirit condensed into substance, turned into a golden-winged roc, and rushed forward.

"Zheng!"

The Baidi sword was unsheathed, and the sword intent turned into a stegosaurus, meeting the rushing golden-winged roc.

A dragon and a bird fight together.

Xiang Ying came to kill Fang Tian's painted halberd, and laughed loudly: "The golden-winged roc swallows the dragon, and your stegosaurus will definitely be defeated."

"Dragon can also kill birds." Ye Xingchen held the White Emperor Sword, the sharpness of the sword was revealed, the sword energy pierced the sky and the earth, and it was extremely blazing, and he slashed at Xiang Ying.

When the two fought, the holy light filled the sky and the earth, which surprised the warriors in front and had to stop, while the warriors behind also stopped.

"Kill!" Xiang Ying smashed Fang Tian's painting halberd in his hand, and the void was like a piece of paper, which was split in half, forming a huge void grand canyon.

Ye Xingchen's sword energy was vertical and horizontal, blocking Fang Tian's painting of the halberd.

At this moment, only a wail was heard, and the golden-winged roc was torn to pieces by the stegosaurus, turning into bits of light and dissipating.

"Okay, okay, very good." Xiang Ying was happy instead of angry, and the momentum on his body became stronger and stronger, with purple flames swirling around his body.

He felt the purple blood in his body burning, boiling with fighting spirit.

"call out!"

At this moment, Ouyang Ming took the opportunity to sneak attack, stabbing Ye Xingchen's back with his sword aura.

"Bold, you asked you to intervene." Before Ye Xingchen got angry, Xiang Ying became angry first, and Fang Tian's painted halberd struck out, scattering the vast sword energy.

He stared at Ouyang Ming with a pair of tiger eyes, and said, "I'll help you solve this opponent and fight again."

He rushed up at once, intending to kill Ouyang Ming.

Ouyang Ming's face was gloomy, he fought against Xiang Ying, lost more than ten rounds in the battle, sacrificed a Taoist talisman and fled in a hurry.

"Okay, no one interferes, let's fight to the death!" Xiang Ying said.

Ye Xingchen said: "Brother Xiang, wait a moment."

As he said that, he looked at Yuan Qing and said, "Yuan Qing, I know you lost to me in the battle stage last time, and you are not reconciled. Come on, I will give you a chance to challenge me."

Yuan Qing came out with a holy sword in his hand, and said, "Ye Xingchen, I was just careless last time, this time you will die."

Ye Xingchen stretched out three fingers and said, "Three moves, three moves to defeat you."

"Arrogance!" Yuan Qing was angry and killed him.

"The first move!" Ye Xingchen made seals with both hands, shattering Yuan Qing's sword light, and collided with Yuan Qing's holy sword, causing Yuan Qing to retreat continuously.

"Second move."

Ye Xingchen's air is calm, the clouds are calm and the wind is light, with a touch of a finger, the yin and yang two air flows turn into a yin and yang vortex, almost swallowing Yuan Qing.

Yuan Qing spent a lot of vitality to avoid that blow.

"The third move."

There was a flash of light between Ye Xingchen's brows, and Yuanshen's sword embryo flew out, and it slashed down, almost splitting Yuanqing. Fortunately, at the last moment, the Goddess of Heaven made a move and sacrificed a piece of shining holy iron to block the sword.

Yuan Qing's hair was disheveled, blood was bleeding from the corner of his mouth, and he looked very embarrassed.

"I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill you." Yuan Qing roared.

Being defeated by three tricks is unbearable for anyone, let alone a proud warrior like Yuan Qing.

"Brother." Yuan Zi roared, worried in his heart.

"Brother Yuan, you are not his opponent." The goddess of the gods shot out a burst of holy energy, turned into a horse, and rolled Yuan Qing back.

Seeing Ye Xingchen defeating Yuan Qing with three moves, Xiang Ying became more and more excited, and said, "Okay, good martial arts, now I can show my full strength."

"Hahaha, it's so lively here, I'll join too." Sikong Heng, the demon son of Fallen Demon Ridge, came and invited Jianzi, the sword son of Jianshen Mountain, to fight, and said, "Jianzi, let's fight!"

"Keng!"

The holy sword was unsheathed, and the sword came naturally holding the holy sword, and the sharp sword intent was overwhelming.

"Hee hee, I'm here." The Heavenly Demon Saintess floated over and said, "Sister, let's fight!"

The Goddess Goddess walked out with a calm expression, and said, "It's time to fight, and the winner will be determined."

In just a short moment, three battlefields were opened up here, each of which is a strong man and a leader of the younger generation.

"Hehe, it's interesting, interesting, I'm coming too." A young man with red hair who danced like a flame stepped out and stepped into the battlefield, inviting the battle: "Who will fight with me?"

The younger generation is fighting for the front, all of them are high-spirited and do not want to lag behind others.

"I'll fight you." A woman walked out.

(End of this chapter)