Urban Medical God

Chapter 4691: Burial place

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The sword in the hand of the heavenly lady was flying, and it was actually the legendary Ice Phoenix Heavenly Sword, one of the eight supreme heavenly swords.

Of these eight great heavenly swords, three fell, one was the Shenluo Heavenly Sword, the other was the Longyuan Heavenly Sword, and the other was unknown.

"The Ice Phoenix Sky Sword, it turned out to be in the hands of the Supreme Goddess!"

Ye Chen's heart was shocked, and he saw the Supreme Goddess, holding the Ice Phoenix Sky Sword, beheading the Quartet, heads of the Primordial Heaven Demon were cut down by the Supreme Goddess, screaming, the devilish energy was destroyed, completely crushed and turned into nothingness.

This Ice Phoenix Sky Sword had a terrifying sword aura. Layers of ice phoenix star flames flowed, and no matter how powerful the Sky Demon was, if it was contaminated a little, it would immediately fall, and there was no possibility of survival.

The ice phoenix sky sword is the weapon of the celestial lady. This sword did not fall down. The ice phoenix star flame Xia Ruoxue obtained in the Xingyue Tomb Mansion was just a little firework sword aura from the sword. , The real body of the Heavenly Sword is still in the hands of the Supreme Heavenly Girl.

"The legendary goddess, I will meet you!"

Among the primordial group of demons, a young figure stood tall.

This young figure looked a bit similar to Ye Chen, and he also had a hint of reincarnation on his body, but it was definitely not the master of reincarnation.

"Who is this youth and how is it so similar to the Lord of Reincarnation?"

Ye Chen was taken aback, but when he saw this young man, he slammed out with a big hand, and a stone tablet appeared behind him. The stone tablet was printed with a huge "devil" word, which was actually a reincarnation monument!

"This young man is the incarnation of the Reincarnation Monument?"

In an instant, Ye Chen's pupils shrank, and his heart was shocked.

This young man with a look similar to the Lord of Reincarnation turned out to be the incarnation of the Reincarnation Monument!

The master of the magic stele in Feng Xing's mouth!

"The magic monument manifests, and the great wasteland kills."

The lord of the demon stele sang softly, the demon stele vibrated violently, and the billowing demon gas turned into a giant sword that seemed to open the sky. A sword mixed with the mighty power of the starry sky, slashed towards the heavenly lady.

"Hehe, Lord of the Demon Tablet, you haven't got the Tianwu Wolong Sutra, and you can't break through your cultivation base. You dare to do it with me? You are looking for death!"

The goddess of the Supreme Heaven was indifferent, the Ice Phoenix Heavenly Sword waved, and three thousand green silks were like waterfalls. Each blue silk was the legendary silk of the Supreme Love, which caused the existence of the Heavenly Prison God Emperor, Ye Chen, and Di Shitian.

With a sword of the Supreme Goddess, with the lingering aura of ten thousand tribulations, strangling the master of the demon monument.

The fierce sword aura, with the lingering feeling of a thousand tribulations, the combination of hardness and softness, is extremely lethal.

The master of the demon stele stood with a sword to block, but his strength was too far from that of the Heavenly Lady, and with just one sword, he was severely injured by the Heavenly Lady.

The body of the Lord of the Demon Tablet fell out of the world.

A group of Primordial Heavenly Demons were also all beheaded to pieces by the powerhouses of the Temple of Ten Thousand Ruins.

Oh oh...

The devil wind whimpered, and the picture in front of Ye Chen completely dissipated.

"This is the history of the Reincarnation Demon Tablet? The former owner of the Demon Tablet was cut by a goddess, so he fell to the outside world?"

Ye Chen's heart was shocked, and he couldn't think that the former master of the magic stele had actually been to the Supreme World, and was eventually cut down by the Supreme Goddess.

Back then, the Lord of the Demon Tablet actually fought against the legendary Supreme Goddess. This is definitely a terrifying secret history!

You know, the identity of the goddess is mysterious and unpredictable, even a single hair can cause a sensation in the lower realm!

This is the true mythological character, the supreme existence!

And the Lord of the Demon Stele had actually fought with this person, and the downfall was tantamount to retrograde hacking. Even if it was easily defeated, it was a feat!

Thinking of this, Ye Chen's brows couldn't help but frowned. It seemed that the Lord of the Demon Tablet was more terrifying than he thought, and even stronger!

At least, the Palace Master of the Demon Soul Palace like Feng Xingyu is nothing compared to the real Master of the Demon Tablet.

But in an instant, Ye Chen was relieved.

What about the most powerful opponent? Ye Chen has cultivated for many years. What kind of powerful opponent has he not encountered before?

However, every time Ye Chen was able to turn the tide of the battle at the very moment!

No one knows that Ye Chen's most powerful reliance is not his magic weapon and supernatural power, but his Dao heart that never gives up!

Two lives, Ye Chen's Dao Heart has already reached the point of perseverance!

So Ye Chen is very eager to fight a stronger opponent!

"You came……"

Just as Ye Chen was thinking about it, in the confusion, the voice of a vicissitudes of life rang.

This voice, simple and majestic, vast and mighty, as if it came from the endless Qingming.

Ye Chen looked around the surrounding scenery, but did not find the person's trace, as if the voice was radiating from all directions at the same time, making it impossible to distinguish.

Ye Chen stopped where he was, with an awe-inspiring expression, sneered, and said: "I thought that in this Demon Soul Palace, my greatest enemy is his Feng Xing Yi, but I didn't expect it to be you, Demon Monument. Lord."

In the void, the vast voice rang again:

"So, it was doomed from the beginning. It was a wrong choice for you to enter the Demon Soul Shrine."

In the original emotionless voice, there was a hint of emotion this time. It was just overbearing and arrogant. It seemed that there was no room for change. He was not discussing with Ye Chen, but more like an order!

After being wounded by the Supreme Goddess that year, the Lord of the Demon Stele fell out of the Supreme World. Later, the Reincarnation Demon Stele was taken by Feng Xingmei, and he has been dormant in this Demon Soul Palace to recover from his injuries. Know how many years have passed.

In the first battle that year, he was not killed by the goddess. It was his fate, but he was not reconciled!

Even in the face of a goddess, he is not reconciled to such a defeat, he has been waiting for the opportunity for revenge and shame!

The magic monument, is his greatest opportunity!

The magic stele is a thing of ancient times, and the energy contained in it is beyond his imagination. Even if he is the master of the magic stele, the secrets that he can penetrate now are only one or two.

He firmly believes that as long as he thoroughly understands the secrets on the Devil Stele, his combat effectiveness will inevitably increase. By then, even if he faces the goddess again, he will not be as passive as before.

Ye Chen didn't change his face, only a trace of perseverance in his eyes, which became thicker and thicker!

From the moment he stepped into the Demon Soul Shrine, Ye Chen never thought of leaving. Now he has retrieved the Dao Bone of the Lord of Reincarnation in the previous life from Feng Xingyu's hands. Naturally, this demon stele cannot be dropped!

Ye Chen hasn't spoken yet, but the master of the magic stele that hung in the void seems to have noticed Ye Chen's attitude, and his voice has become cold again:

"Since you are looking for death, Zhuzi, let this Demon Soul Palace be your burial place!"

In an instant, within the square space, countless secret cloths were killed, as if countless sharp needles were rushing towards Ye Chen.