The Opening Sign To the Seven Fairy Sisters

Because, Ye Chen felt that he did not need to use swordsmanship at all, and his physical strength alone was enough to crush the opponent.

Ding ding ding…..

After a while, this burly man was completely at a disadvantage.

Ye Chen's cultivation level is high, and his strength has reached the peak of the late innate stage.

Therefore, the gap between him and this man is too big.

boom!

Suddenly, Ye Chen's arm shook, and the sword contained vast power, instantly shattering the man's spear.

Click...

The spear broke, and the burly man quickly retreated.

He never expected that under his full attack, he would lose to Ye Chen and be defeated by Ye Chen.

Moreover, Ye Chen did not need to chase the opponent, because he had already captured the Tongtian Tower, which was considered to have completed the test.

Ye Chen came to the center of Tongtian Terrace, sat cross-legged in the center of Tongtian Terrace, closed his eyes and rested.

"Congratulations, you passed the assessment and obtained the inheritance of Babel Tower."

When Ye Chen's figure entered the Babel Tower, a vague and melodious voice came out from the void.

Suddenly, a golden light shone on Ye Chen's body.

Wave after wave of power poured into Ye Chen's body.

Buzz!

Ye Chen's mind trembled violently.

Immediately afterwards, Ye Chen saw golden words appearing in his sea of ​​consciousness.

"Are these magic techniques left behind by the sages?"

Ye Chen felt these immortal magic and was extremely shocked.

Could it be that as long as the challenge is successful, you can get the immortal magic. The stronger the opponent you challenge, the more powerful the immortal magic you get!

Ye Chen looked at the battlefield and began to continue the challenge.

At this time, a man in white was seen standing in front of Ye Chen.

"Boy, do you dare to challenge me? Are you seeking death?" The man in white looked at Ye Chen indifferently and spoke coldly with a domineering tone.

"My name is Ye Chen." Ye Chen replied, then activated the power of blood and prepared to fight.

"Huh? The power of blood?"

The man in white glanced at Ye Chen, a look of fear flashed between his eyebrows.

He knew that if it was a purely physical confrontation, he would definitely lose to Ye Chen and could only choose to use the power of his blood.

Whoosh...

The man in white gritted his teeth, activated his bloodline power, and integrated it into the spear.

In an instant, the spear burst into brilliant golden light.

Then, its form also changed a lot, like a living creature, it flew up and rushed toward Ye Chen.

"Well done!"

Seeing this, a smile appeared at the corner of Ye Chen's mouth, he raised his hand and used the Daluo Immortal Sword, and slashed it with one sword.

clang clang clang...

The sound of metal clashing resounded again.

Under Ye Chen's attack, the golden spear was beaten back steadily.

The man in white had a gloomy expression. He underestimated Ye Chen's strength. Unexpectedly, his most powerful weapon was not Ye Chen's opponent.

"Damn it!"

The man in white cursed secretly, activated the power of blood and poured it into the spear.

Roar~

In an instant, the roar of the dragon above the spear became louder and louder, and a sharp spear light surged out.

Boom!

Under the control of the man in white, this sharp spear shot towards Ye Chen.

"snort!"

Ye Chen snorted coldly, holding the sword in his right hand, making a fist in his left hand, and smashed it against the gun light.

Boom!

With a muffled sound, the gun light and Ye Chen's fist collided fiercely.

Suddenly, the gun light exploded into pieces, and Ye Chen's fist hit the chest of the man in white without losing its power.

ah!

A shrill scream sounded, and the man in white flew backwards and fell heavily to the ground. He opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of bruised blood mixed with fragments of internal organs.

Poof!

While flying upside down, the man in white kept spurting blood from his mouth, and his breath was extremely weak.

Obviously, Ye Chen's punch just now had caused the man in white to lose his ability to fight.

As for Ye Chen, he put away his sword as if nothing was wrong.

Another golden light shone on Ye Chen's body.

An immortal magic appeared in Ye Chen's mind again.

Ye Chen began to practice these immortal skills,

Every time he comprehends an immortal method, it will add a point of foundation to him.

Ye Chen went to challenge again. At this time, he saw an extremely powerful man in black landing in front of Ye Chen.

The man in black was very strange, with black mist lingering all over his body, hiding his true appearance.

Although he didn't speak, his eyes were deep and dark and silent, like two black holes that could swallow everything in the world and make people's souls tremble.

"Please enlighten me." Ye Chen said calmly, silently recited the universal language of Xuanhuang Jiuzhou, and then suddenly pulled out the Chixiao Sword on his back.

Zheng!

The trembling sound of metal immediately resounded through the Tongtian Tower.

Immediately, he saw the Chixiao Sword buzzing, rolling with rolling thunder, and striking at the man in black.

Seeing this, the man in black frowned slightly. Ye Chen's sword made him feel even more troublesome.

He did not regret it, he used a secret method to escape, avoiding Ye Chen's killing sword, and hid in the distance. He narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at Ye Chen with a somewhat surprised expression, "You actually understand the universal language of Xuanhuang?"

Ye Chen curled his lips and ignored it. The immortal wheel that had been promoted to one level was naturally imprisoned and instantly trapped the man in black.

But the man in black was not afraid at all. He trampled the ground with one step, broke Ye Chen's imprisonment, and then swung his gun and stabbed Ye Chen in the throat.

Ye Chen smiled, his body turned into an afterimage, and he easily avoided it.

Then, he pushed horizontally with his palm, pushing it towards the heart of the man in black.

The man in black snorted coldly, waved the spear in his hand, blocked Ye Chen's palm, and then kicked Ye Chen violently.

boom!

Ye Chen turned sideways and dodged the kick.

Then, he turned around, swept his whip leg, and kicked the man in black on the shoulder.

Wow!

The man in black was in pain and stepped back, almost falling.

Ye Chen, on the other hand, stabilized his figure, cut through the void with a sword, and went straight to the eyebrows of the man in black. This sword was fast and fierce, carrying a devastating power, enough to kill any king in an instant.

The man in black's expression changed, and he quickly put on defense to protect his whole body.

puff!

Ye Chen's sword was still very sharp, penetrating the defense of the man in black and stabbing him between the eyebrows.

Immediately, blood splattered, and a striking blood mark appeared between the eyebrows of the man in black.

ah……!

The man in black screamed, clutching his wound and staggering back.

The man in black roared and waved his spear to block.

Sonorous! Bang!

The sound of metal interlacing was clear and sparks were flying. The man in black was beaten back and his jaw cracked.

Ye Chen was even better. He slashed with his sword and cut off half of the shoulder of the man in black. Even the mountain peak behind the man in black exploded.

The man in black was furious and struck again, fighting Ye Chen desperately.

However, at this moment, he was no longer at his peak. He could not resist Ye Chen's attacks and was bleeding frequently.

Ye Chen's offensive was too fierce, and every sword was unparalleled, and every sword was devastating.

His body was too strong. Even if he suffered serious injuries, he could still heal and he could not be killed. On the other hand, the man in black was crumbling.

The man in black was full of fear. He screamed and ran away. He was afraid because Ye Chen's fighting power was completely beyond expectations.

"It's over." Ye Chen said indifferently, crossing the distance of several hundred feet in one step, and pointed at the man in black with a divine light.

"Brother Shen!"

"Um!"

When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he meets someone he knows, he will say hello or nod to each other.

But no matter who it is.

There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.

To this.

Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.

Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.

It can be said.

Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.

The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.

Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.

Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.

Possessing the memory of a previous life.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.

It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.

Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.

At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.

Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.

Enter the attic.

The environment changes in vain.

The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, making him frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.

There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.