A sigh of sigh came from the void, this sigh seemed to be mixed with helplessness, it seemed to be vicissitudes.

Suddenly there was a cloud of vitality between the ground, sweeping over with boundless coercion.

The clouds seemed to stir the heavens and the earth, and then a dazzling brilliance rose from the depths of the Zigai Mountain, making the heavens and the earth transparent.

Then, under the gaze of everyone's eyes, a figure sat among the clouds, and he sat there like a god, refining himself and opening his eyes frequently.

It was this seemingly ordinary figure, but everyone who was present felt a terrifying power.

He is the ancestor of Zigai Mountain-Ziqing Cang!

It is also the only saint who has left the Kunlun Fair since the disaster five hundred years ago. If it wasn't for Ye Chen's continuous destruction of the Five Supreme Masters, I'm afraid I still wouldn't know it.

"Is this the power of the saint?"

Countless people's breathing has stalled.

However, Ye Chen's face remained motionless. As soon as he walked into the cloud, he stepped into the clouds and looked at the figure beyond a hundred feet.

That figure, in white clothes, looked like a boy only fourteen or five years old, but he had white hair, dense wrinkles, and deep eyes, as if he had penetrated the world.

"Dao You, you are here!"

In Zi Qing's eyes, there was a deep helplessness, and then he said, "I know why you came!"

"Do you know why I came?"

Ye Chen froze slightly, and then he suddenly said: "Since you know why I came, dare to show up to fight with me? Hardly, you thought that even if you were injured, Ye could not kill you ?!"

"After this battle, I will give you an account!" Zi Qingcang sighed slightly, a trace of blood spilled from the corners of her mouth, and there were more wrinkles on her face.

"In that case, let's fight !!!"

Ye Chen stepped on the ground and punched away with a punch.

His horrible punches shattered all the clouds in the quartet, and as his body flickered, it seemed like a plane flew over, bringing out a hundred-foot-long white horse.

On the ground, the strong were horrified: "The power of the physical body, Ye Nankang actually only used the power of the physical body to fight the old saint ?!"

"You see, Ye Nankang's flesh is crystal clear, is it possible that he is already sanctified?" I don't know who exclaimed.

Everyone took a closer look and saw Ye Chen's flesh was red gold, and there was a surge of divine energy throughout her body, and she could not help showing shock.

"interesting!"

And the man in the black dragon robe above the ridge of the car hundreds of miles away opened his eyes: "This physical body is comparable to the Eucharist!"

"What? Eucharist? !!!"

And the four arids next to him were majestic and immaculate: "Lord, was n’t the Eucharist cut off by the Nine Houses?"

"This person may be the only Eucharist!"

The eyes of the man in the black dragon robe moved slightly, as if he had learned the void: "But why didn't I feel the familiar atmosphere from this person? Could it be the self-consciousness born from the body of the dead Eucharist?"

...

Looking at Ye Chen with such a fist, Zi Qingcang didn't hesitate, reached out his arm, and grabbed it in the air.

The next moment, the endless Yuanli turned into a dazzling sword shadow in his hands, directly facing Ye Chen's punch.

"Boom ..."

The two collided suddenly.

Ye Chen's golden fist trembled in the void, swift and fierce, hitting on the bright sword shadow, the sound shook dozens of miles.

"So strong flesh !!!"

Seeing this scene, many people took a breath of air.

Carry the saint's sword with the flesh!

They had never seen it before, and they dared not think about it.

And even if Zi Qingcang frowned, he did not expect Ye Chen's physical strength to be so strong.

Like his sword just now, any supreme giant will die instantly if he is rubbed lightly.

"Oh!"

With a flash of Ziqing Cang's body shape, she retreated dozens of feet, and then waved her sleeve robe, a large black palm fell from the air, and the black pressure was like a sky falling.

"Boom ..."

Ye Chen shot again, and turned into a dazzling beam of active laser ray. The golden fist broke into the void, and made a violent vibration.

"Booming ..."

The crowd felt only a sting in their ears, as if a thunder exploded.

Then, after seeing a golden energy intersect with black energy in the air, the explosive energy wave swept around like a tide.

"Bang bang ..."

The only aftermath that escaped caused Zigai Feng to be cut into two pieces, and the giant peak broke, smashing the ground into a crater.

"It's terrible, it's terrible!"

Someone mumbled to himself, wondering whether Zi Qingcang was a terrible saint, or Ye Chen was able to fight Zi Qingcang to such an extent.

"Ahem ..."

Zi Qingcang coughed softly, and his face became a little pale. Before that, he had been seriously injured by the corpse king, but now he forcibly fought with Ye Chen and consumed too much.

"The old saint vomited blood?"

"My God, how is this possible? !!!"

However, the people above the ground were not so imaginary, some people thought he was injured by Ye Chen.

In the face of such gossip, Zi Qingcang grasped the broken Zifeng Peak in the deep ground.

The giant peak of more than twenty feet was forcibly sucked into the air by it, just like a daylight in the sky, majestic and majestic, covering the sky.

Zi Qing Cang drank softly: "Town!"

"boom!"

Dayue descended from the sky, turned upside down, and directly suppressed Ye Chen, seemingly locked Ye Chen's figure.

Everyone changes color.

And after Ye Chen's long shout, his eyes glowed, his body rushed forward, and you could do all your magic, I broke it with one punch!

The golden fist is like a little sun suffocating the fire, which makes people want to keep their eyes open.

"Booming ..."

The second confrontation between the two men shattered that space on the spot, and the energy surge erupted fiercely like a tsunami.

"Ka ..."

After all, the upper peak could not bear his punch, it first broke open a corner, and then made a deafening sound, shattered in response, and turned into a bouldering stone.

next moment!

Ye Chen got close to him, and left with an overbearing attack, making the air scream. Every time he took a step, the void collapsed.

Zi Qingcang's complexion changed slightly, and then he squeezed a large fingerprint, turning it into an illusive golden shield in front of his chest.

"boom……"

Ye Chen was so divine that he was so full of blood and blood that he cracked the sky with his bare hands and punched the golden shield with a punch.

I saw the golden shield crack a gap from it, and then burst into pieces, and the rest of the boxing force fell on Zi Qingcang with great accuracy.

Under the gaze of everyone's eyes, Zi Qingcang's body regressed and he couldn't help but spit out a bloodstream.

His face was even older, and there was a hint of vicissitudes in his deep eyes: "Failed, I lost ..."

As soon as this word came out, heaven and earth were dead!