The Divine Urban Physician Chapter 9287: Monument of Destiny
Boom!
Above the sky, Cang Yuhe’s blue feather wings flapped violently, his body leaped up, turned into a meteor, streak across the sky, and slammed into Ye Chen!
Ye Chen flashed sword lights all over his body, and even his fists were faintly filled with a heaven-shattering sword intent, dazzling and dazzling, as if he had transformed into the way of heaven, and violently collided with Cang Yuhe’s figure.
The sky collapses and the mountains collapse.
The two figures are intertwined, fighting for life and death, tearing a white crane’s wings for life, and the blood rains down the sky, like the water pouring down from the four seas, which is very attractive.
Cangyu Crane’s body trembled violently, and drew a staggering arc in the void. After stabilizing its body, it violently waved its one wing again and fought towards Ye Chen.
This Cang Yuhe’s body is too large, fast, and his body is extremely sturdy. If he can’t be killed here, then Ye Chen will be torn apart by him.
At this moment, Ye Chen was not afraid, his body was vertical, his feet were in the void, his body was like a dragon, like a sharp sword, traversing the void.
Ye Chen’s speed is fast, but Cang Yuhe’s speed is even faster, and his claws are incomparable.
“I’m not reconciled!”
The blue feathered crane shouted angrily.
The Blue Feather Crane is the inheritance of the Timeless Blue Feather Clan, the Blue Feather Imperial Clan, and the only invincible existence in the younger generation of the Blue Feather Clan!
His pride is that he will never allow any of his kin to surpass him.
Behind him, it was as pitch black as ink, as if it had swallowed up the darkness between the heavens and the earth, leaving only the gloomy and terrifying aura, like a sharp blade, severing the sky!
This shadow is his domain, a pitch-black blade, once cut out, is enough to cut the entire sky into pieces.
At this time, he slashed at Ye Chen.
A cold gleam flashed in Ye Chen’s eyes.
The Heavenly Sword of Samsara was clenched tightly in his hand, and the meaning of reincarnation lingered on the sword body, and the phantom that evolved was invincible!
This sword seems to pierce through the sky!
“It’s impossible, impossible!”
“Who the **** are you!”
Cangyu Heyu, likewise, the unattainable phantom image was pressing down on his heart like a mountain, making him breathless.
Winning luck?
At this time, he doesn’t even have the qualifications to look at each other!
There was a loud noise, and Ye Chen and Cang Yuhe both took three steps back.
This is their collision again. The collision of the power of luck and the power of the explosion caused the void to distort and the earth to tremble!
This is the collision of reincarnation and causality, a contest between the rules of heaven and earth.
“I don’t agree!”
Cang Yuhe shouted angrily, and the shadow behind him raged again, piercing the void and slashing at Ye Chen.
But at this moment, a vision also rose from Ye Chen’s back, the remains of the holy beast, half of the World Tree, and a copper coffin all shone faintly.
Boom!
The sky shook, the void shattered, and the two forces collided together to form an aurora that illuminated the entire sky.
Ye Chen’s body swayed slightly, and a stream of bright red blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, but instead of retreating, he advanced.
“The sword of destruction, the nine swords of slaying the sky, congeal!”
Ye Chen’s figure flashed like a ghost, and a sword pierced into Cang Yuhe’s chest.
One of the Heavenly Emperor’s Five Decaying Swords given to him by Zhenren Chongyang, which he did not fully grasp.
But for some reason, the battle with Cang Yuhe and the formation of this Pagoda of Illusory Dao gave him a little insight.
This sword, although not the sword of destruction, has a trace of the fur of the sword of destruction!
Pfft!
Blood splattered, Cang Yuhe’s eyes widened, as if he couldn’t believe what happened to him.
The sword of reincarnation in Ye Chen’s hand was pulled out, scarlet blood spurted out, and the huge white crane fell from the sky.
Ye Chen glanced at Cang Yuhe indifferently, then stepped out and said, “What do you have to bear with such a cause and effect?”
“Even if you take the lives of your entire Cangyu clan, it will be difficult to wash away this **** feud!”
Cangyu Crane fell to the ground, breathless, apparently seriously injured.
“Die!”
Marven Ye’s voice was cold, and his eyes were as sharp as torches.
“If you want to kill me, you have to die too!”
Cangyu Crane worked hard and tried to do everything, and also dragged Ye Chen to be buried with him.
Ye Chen was not in a hurry, a dazzling golden light bloomed from the center of his eyebrows, turning into a golden vortex, swallowing all the attacks that Cang Yuhe was stubbornly resisting.
“No! What kind of power is this!?” Cang Yuhe was inexplicably horrified.
That power, like swallowing his own power, absorbed all his power.
Marven Ye didn’t explain, his eyes were full of killing intent.
This time, Ye Chen no longer had the slightest nostalgia. He lightly raised the sword in his hand, pointed it at Cang Yuhe’s throat, and pierced his sword.
Pfft!
Cang Yuhe’s eyes widened, his body suddenly stiffened, and his body was constantly twisting, gradually becoming illusory.
But he’s not dead, he hasn’t completely dissipated.
It was already a mindless power, and it refused to disperse for a long time. Even Ye Chen couldn’t forcibly tear it apart.
After all, in the ancient battle of the ancient ancestor of the magic gate, almost all the living beings in that small piece of time and space were slaughtered. This thought power belongs to Cang Yuhe and others, far from being able to solve it now.
But if you leave it alone, after a thousand years, everything will repeat itself. In the upper space of this Pagoda of Illusory Dao, the thirteen strong men, including Cang Yuhe, will still be derived from this thought power, and then on this land.
“The resentment is deep enough. Why do people who died thousands of years ago cling to the present?”
Marven Ye said lightly: “If you don’t want to leave, then come with me. One day I will set foot on Wuwu Time and Space, and let your soul return to your homeland!”
When the voice fell, the ray of soul light rushed out of Cang Yuhe’s body, flying and circling in the void.
Innumerable rays of light poured out of Ye Chen’s body, and these rays of light turned into strands of rope, entwining towards that ray of soul light.
Ye Chen grabbed this ray of soul light and put it into his dantian.
Although Cang Yuhe has no soul imprint, Ye Chen can still feel that his body is slowly becoming ethereal and ethereal, until it finally disappears between heaven and earth.
Ye Chen breathed a sigh of relief, packed up his mood, and prepared to leave this battlefield.
Not long after, he turned to look at the smashed battlefield, and sighed inwardly, as expected of the Blue Feather Clan, the battle marks are extremely deep, I am afraid that the strong under the Immortal Emperor will be involved, and it will be hard to escape. .
The battle between him and Cangyu Crane has left this space riddled with holes, and it will not be able to recover its vitality for a thousand years. Naturally, this place can’t compare to the so-called scene of the day in the outside world. It will last ten years. Hard work.
Marven Ye felt his own breath, such a tragic fight was getting closer and closer to a breakthrough.
It seems that there is no point in staying any longer.
“Let’s go…”
Marven Ye murmured.
“Well?”
Suddenly, Ye Chen narrowed his eyes and saw three ancient characters engraved on a stone tablet.
And this abruptly appeared stone tablet appeared out of thin air at the place where the body of the blue-feathered crane dissipated. “The Mandate of Heaven?”