The strongest demon emperor enters the city

Chapter 72 Manipulation
The Sanyan Spear is breathtaking, majestic and majestic, and the killing spirit is exposed, forming a shadow of the spear. This is a holy weapon!
Ye Qingchen looked at the Sanyan Gun, feeling a little interested in it.

Looking at Ye Jueming who was already awake, Ye Qingchen asked:

"Ye Jueming, do you have a suitable weapon?"

"Master Hui, Jue Ming doesn't have a suitable weapon."

Ye Jueming looked at Ye Qingchen with gratitude in his eyes.

It was this boy who pulled him back from hell.

It was he who gave himself another chance to fight with him.

This kindness is enough for him, Ye Jueming, to be a cow and a horse for this young man all his life.

After thinking about Ye Qingchen's words, he looked at the Sanyan gun, and a thought came to his mind.

"Could it be that the son is trying to seize the opponent's weapon!"

But the opponents are all strong in the Heavenly Tribulation Realm.

Leaving aside where the state is, they have lived for so long, and their combat experience must be extremely rich.

Ye Jueming shook his head, wishing for rebirth in his heart.

That person is a fairy who shakes thousands of worlds, how could he lose.

"Your weapon belongs to me."

Ye Qingchen's white robe fluttered slowly under the strong wind from the Sanyan gun.

It is still so pure white, without a trace of dust.

"Hmph, little Huangkou, the old man will kill you here today, and when you leave, it will be a day of great chaos in the world."

Zhenyan laughed loudly, and swept towards Ye Qingchen with only one arm holding the Sanyan gun.

"You are too weak, who gave you the qualifications to dare to say such words?"

Ye Qingchen sneered, and slapped his right hand lightly, and the Sanyan spear of Zhenyan couldn't move forward or retreat immediately.

That's right, just a light pat with one hand.

"how can that be?"

Zhenyan's eyes were full of shock, which seemed completely impossible to him.

He suddenly remembered what Yun Sheng said just now.

He is very similar to the person who shocked the world and commanded the supreme realm.

"Could it be that you really are?!"

Mantra exclaimed, he suddenly felt Ye Qingchen's aura changed, Ye Qingchen's white robe slowly turned into black and white.

Half light, half dark; half creation, half destruction.

Ye Qingchen's head suddenly drooped, and a vast and majestic wave came in an instant, like a boundless galaxy.

"How many worms dare to shout in front of this deity?"

Ye Qingchen raised his head slowly, his eyes became extremely terrifying.

Gold on the left and black on the right.

It seems that one side represents immortals and the other side represents demons.

"Really, it's him!"

Tianji and Yunsheng watched from behind, their whole bodies trembling.

That person is still back.

"This, son."

Ye Jueming was also extremely surprised, the Ye Qingchen in front of him seemed to have become the person he was ten thousand years ago.

"Impossible, impossible, how could you come back, I don't believe it, I will kill you! Kill every inch!"

Mantra shook his head frantically, with disbelief in his eyes.

Immediately, his eyes became fierce, and he held the Sanyan Spear tightly, releasing the aura of Heavenly Tribulation cultivation base directly.

Rays of light gathered on the tip of the spear one after another.

"Give me death!"

The light quickly gathered on the tip of the spear, and even the strongest in the sky would be a little bit afraid.

Mantra jumped straight away, waving hundreds of spear blades in the air.

There was a bloodthirsty breath on the blade of the gun.

"Tips for carving insects."

Ye Qingchen snorted coldly, and the golden pupil on the left glanced at the gun blade.

As if under control, the spear blade was instantly condensed and fell to the ground.

"It's boring."

Shaking his head, Ye Qingchen directly grabbed Zhenyan's neck and lifted it up.

"Remember, this deity can't be provoked by anyone, even the god kings of the heavens and myriad worlds are not the deity's opponent."

The strength in Ye Qingchen's hand was getting stronger and stronger, and with a "click", the body of Zhenyan fell directly to the ground, and turned into dust without regret.

"This"

Tianji and Yunsheng swallowed their saliva, even if it was such a terrifying method, they were not surprised, after all, they knew that it didn't even have [-]% of his strength.

Thousands of years ago, they were no different from seven or eight-year-old children.

But at that time, he was already the Supreme God Venerable who beheaded the God of Myriad Realms, and they could only look up from below.

Seeing this method now still makes their hair stand on end.

Ye Qingchen looked at the dust on the ground, grabbed it with his palm, and the Sanyan gun landed on his hand.

The Sanyan Spear originally had a weapon spirit, but it didn't dare to do anything wrong, it could feel the terror of the young man in front of it.

Ye Qingchen erased the imprint of the mantra and threw it to Ye Jueming.

"This is your new weapon."

"This, yes, the gods."

Ye Jueming looked at the unowned weapon in his hand, and then at the boy.

That existence is back.

"Next, it's time for you to wait."

Ye Qingchen looked at the two people in front of him with both pupils, Tianji and Yunsheng only felt a strong force hitting their chests, and the two of them flew out, smashing many stone cones, flying up hundreds of meters.

"Hey, Lord Jiuxuan, please forgive me. We just happened to be resurrected. We really didn't intend to disturb you."

Both Tianji and Yunsheng knelt down and kowtowed heavily to Ye Qingchen.

The man can stretch and bend, and finally resurrected, so naturally he doesn't want to die again.

If they resisted, they would be sure without a doubt that it would take only a second for this person, and they would end up the same way as the truth.

"Oh? You actually know the name of this deity?"

Ye Qingchen, oh no, at this moment the God Venerable Xuantian should be looking at them curiously.

"You were an invincible existence ten thousand years ago, and you are an existence admired by all of us."

The two of them were still kowtowing their heads, and a bloody puddle came out of both of them.

If other people knew that the three Heavenly Tribulation Supremes were kowtowing to a young man, they would definitely be surprised to death.

"Go away, if you dare to make trouble in the world, this deity will kill you."

Xuantian God Venerable snorted coldly, waved his hand, and motioned for them to go away.

"Yes Yes Yes."

When the two heard these words, they hurried out of the tomb.

Seeing them leaving, Xuantian God Venerable said to Ye Jueming: "Don't tell him."

After speaking, he lowered his head, and Ye Qingchen's consciousness gradually became clearer.

He felt as if he had been manipulated by something just now.

"Son."

Ye Jueming cupped his hands towards Ye Qingchen who was in front of him.

"Ye Jueming, do you know what happened just now?"

Ye Qingchen looked at Ye Jueming and asked softly.

"I passed out just now, so I didn't notice it."

Ye Jueming shook his head, as if nothing happened.

"That, all right."

Ye Qingchen nodded, seeing that there was no one around, he took out the spirit box and looked it over.

"Let's go."

"Yes."

Night is deep.

There is a list in Huaxia, the True Dragon List.

Ye Qingchen's name suddenly reached the tenth place.

This has shocked the entire Chinese martial arts world. After all, the True Dragon Ranking, which has not been moved for decades, has disrupted the pattern because of a young man.

Seeing that there was no one around and the dried blood on the ground, Ye Qingchen sighed.

After all, these people are still related to him by blood.

Ye Qingchen shook his head, put away the pity in his heart, and walked towards Jinghai City step by step, with a handsome young man behind him.

　Ah back to life (laughing and crying????)

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