The Opening Sign To the Seven Fairy Sisters

"Ye Chen, you must die." The Yin Ming half-immortal was ferocious, holding a killing sword in his hand, sweeping the overwhelming Yin Ming death energy, and came to kill him again. He had gone crazy, chasing and killing all the way, and he would not stop until he died.

"You will die too." Ye Chen roared, suddenly stopped, and used his Samsara Eye to focus on the Immortal Pattern of Samsara.

Reincarnation ban!

With each word revealed, threads of reincarnation were intertwined and wrapped around the Yin Ming Half-Immortal, binding his arms, binding his shoulders, and imprisoning his legs.

Then, he stood upright like a javelin.

The Yin Ming Half Immortal looked slightly startled, but when he woke up, it was already too late. He only felt that the immortal power in his body was rushing around, and the imprisoned immortal magic was swallowed up by the reincarnation ban. Even his essence, blood, and soul were all in no particular order. Being pulled away by a mysterious force, it was like a fishing rod, fishing away all his immortal power and spiritual power.

ah....!

The mournful wail resounded through the sky, and a generation of half-immortals fell into a state of madness. They smashed their bodies with a palm and tried to break the ban and escape.

puff!

However, Ye Chen moved faster and flew him away with a stick.

At this moment, he saw that the Yin Ming half-immortal looked like a skeleton, dripping with blood and bones, and the fire of the soul was extremely dim, as if it would be extinguished by the wind.

Ye Chen slashed out with his sword and cut off the head of Yin Ming Half Immortal.

puff!

The head of the Yin Ming Half Immortal fell, and a bloody vortex suddenly appeared, sucking in the Yin Ming Half Immortal's head, blending it into the Demonic Blood Cauldron, and being refined into nutrients.

After taking care of the half-immortal, he turned around and ran as fast as lightning.

"Ye Chen, where are you going?"

The Yin Ming half-immortal has a murderous intention and is chasing him across the sky.

boom! boom!

In the pitch-black Netherworld continent, there were constant roars.

Ye Chen's tragic scene was very dazzling, and every three to five seconds, there would be a roar.

He was so fierce, not only with his fighting power, but also with his perseverance. He carried the Yin Ming Half-Immortal on his shoulders and killed His Highness the Nether Immortal.

The Netherworld half-immortals jumped out from various mountain tops. They were all at the peak half-immortal level. They were all sleeping in seclusion, but they were awakened. Seeing that the Yinming Half-immortal had been beaten to pieces, they suddenly became furious and swarmed towards Ye Chen.

Ye Chen was silent and just wanted to escape.

"Stay." The Nether Immortals shouted together, and they used their spells together to press down on Ye Chen overwhelmingly.

Ye Chen sneered and swung his knife forward.

pound! Sonorous! Bang!

The sound of metal colliding sounded, creating brilliant sparks. Every time there was a collision, dazzling blood flew out. Although Ye Chen was defiant, he was outnumbered. One of them was a peak half-immortal, and all were genuine half-immortals. Working together, how could it be possible? He couldn't resist it either. Every time he attacked, he was hit hard, covered in blood, and wandered across the wasteland.

"Ant." The Yin Ming half-immortal cursed angrily. He moved a step to avoid the attack and targeted Ye Chen with an old face that was scary and vicious.

"Are you worthy?" Ye Chen yelled coldly, and the reincarnation seal evolved, overthrowing the frozen Yin Ming half-immortal. Then, he climbed to the sky in one step and escaped into the misty void. He flew all the way, not daring to stay on the mainland for a long time. .

His secret escape skills are still very impressive.

Behind him, the Yin Ming Half Immortal was chasing after him. A peak Half Immortal was tricked around by a little Martial Emperor, which made him furious. He, the Yin Ming Half Immortal, had never suffered such humiliation.

boom! boom! boom!

Due to the battle between Ye Chen and the Yin Ming Half-Immortal, the Dachu monks all woke up. Seeing this scene, they suddenly felt the need to urinate. Those two were so fierce. One was more fierce than the other. After fighting for a hundred years, they were still able to fight. A relentless pursuit.

boom!

Amidst the rumbling sound, the chaotic illusion finally calmed down. The Yin Ming Half Immortal chased into the void space, and Ye Chen escaped into a different space.

"Ye Chen, where are you going?" From another space, the roar of the Yin Ming Half-Immortal sounded again. The sound was eerie and terrifying, like the curse of Jiuyou, which made people's hair stand on end.

boom! Boom!

As his voice fell, the space in all directions exploded, and Ye Chen stumbled all the way into a different space.

"Kneel down for me." The Yin Ming Half Immortal followed closely, his eyebrows twisted, his scarlet eyes covered with bloodshot eyes, covering the sky with one palm, Ling Tian pressed down, trying to capture Ye Chen alive, and the Yin Ming Half Immortal behind Ye Chen , like a bloodthirsty beast, biting Ye Chen's neck.

puff! puff!

Ye Chen was suppressed and almost had his head bitten off, but his dominance was unquestionable. He punched Yin Ming Half-Immortal in the face, nearly crooking the bridge of Yin Ming Half-immortal's nose.

Well!

The Yin Ming half-immortal groaned and stepped back. A pair of eyes highlighted the pupils and were covered with bloodshot eyes. The entire facial skin was dyed with thunder, making a sizzling sound.

Wow!

Ye Chen spurted out a mouthful of old blood, his back was bent, and he could no longer stand still. His muscles and bones crackled. The origin of the Holy Body, the limit of blood succession, the bloodline of reincarnation, and many other trump cards were all exhausted. Only one Holy Body Immortal remained. mango. Bayi Chinese website

puff!

The Yin Ming Half Immortal was not much better. He was hit by the light of reincarnation and split open. The holy blood spurted out and stained the starry sky. His physical body and even his soul were annihilated inch by inch.

boom! boom!

Immediately, there was a loud bang, and the Yin Ming Half Immortal was hammered back again.

puff!

Another mouthful of blood spurted out, and the Yinming Half-Immortal stood firm again.

Ye Chen didn't dare to fight, so he dragged his scarred body and ran away again, coughing up blood while running away.

"Damn it." The Yin Ming Half-Immortal hissed, his hair disheveled, and his eyes full of hatred. He was a peak half-immortal, but he was bullied to this extent by a junior. He had never encountered such an embarrassing thing. He was defeated once and twice. It was even worse than the first time, when he was a half-immortal at the peak of his powers, and was beaten until he had no temper.

"Leave it to me!" The Netherworld Half-Immortal came to kill him, and he used the big seal to float in the sky, making the vastness vibrate.

"Your grandma, who are you afraid of?" Ye Chen scolded coldly, burning the last drop of blood essence and disappearing in an instant.

"Where are you running?" Yin Ming Half Immortal chased after him.

"Don't say you are a half-immortal of the Yin Ming tribe. Even if you are the Great Emperor Yin Ming, I will still fight you." Ye Chen cursed and came out again. He exchanged palms with the Yin Ming half-immortal and collapsed along the way. He climbed one mountain after another, with a desperate posture.

boom! boom! boom!

Yin Ming Banxian and Ye Chen were like two meteorites, colliding with each other in the sky.

Ye Chen was shaking unsteadily, blood was bleeding from the corners of his mouth, and his eyes were filled with blood and tears. He forced himself to hold on to his scarred body and entered another space again.

Buzz!

The buzzing sound started again, and he sacrificed the Chaos Cauldron. He pointed the mouth of the cauldron at the Yin Ming Half Immortal and blew out a breath. It was Chaos Fire and Chaos Water. The two divine fires merged into one and could burn all things.

ah....!

The Yin Ming half-immortal roared, his eyes highlighted with fear.

Unfortunately, no matter how hard he struggled, he could not stop the divine fire from burning his body, and he was melted away in just a moment.

puff!

Ye Chen spurted blood, staggered, and nearly fell into the sky.

He was not afraid of death, but wanted to see if he could kill a half-immortal if he fought to the death.

Facts have proved that that is impossible. The gap between the half-immortal and the great saint is like a ravine. Even if there are saint king soldiers, it is difficult to compete. If he were a half-immortal, he would probably be destroyed.

He was not dead, but the Yin Ming half-immortal was buried.

That's right, the Yin Ming Half Immortal died.

These results were far beyond expectations. Although he had the foundation and world-defying fighting power, his cultivation was still a bit weak. If he were at his peak, he might be able to compete with half-immortals.

"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.