Chapter 952 Long Xiao Jiutian

It is hard to imagine that the void realm, which almost represents the natural state of heaven, can hardly withstand the power of Doumu Yuanjun's attack.

As soon as the unparalleled power that was almost beyond the Three Realms appeared, it completely opened up the difference between the saint and the quasi-saint powerful man.

At this moment, the Jade Emperor, who had not yet taken action, instantly made him feel complacent. The Hongmeng Jiulong, which he had condensed, had already possessed a powerful ability to match the power of a saint.

But now it seems that he was not as a saint, and he could not imagine the gap with a saint before.

But just as the moment when Doumu Yuanjun really took action with his own eyes, the Jade Emperor instantly decided which side he should stand on to help fight.

Even though Dou Mu Yuanjun was full of contempt and sarcasm to him before, no matter what, the strength of the saint he showed made the Jade Emperor unable to have the idea of ​​fighting with any saint again.

At that moment, the Jade Emperor controlled the nine Hongmeng dragons, and roared towards Ye Chen in a roar.

"Ye Chen, come with your life!"

With a sound, the Nine Dragons of Hongmeng that flew up all over the Jade Emperor, also roared to the sky, and were also a speed that was hard to find in the naked eye, and rushed towards Ye Chen quickly.

At the same time, Dou Mu Yuanjun's saint's palm was about to hit Ye Chen's head.

That palm that seems to be enough to destroy all the rules of heaven, if any of the quasi-saint powerful people in the three realms will be beaten to death at the first time.

"Big Brother!" "Big Brother!"

Seeing this scene suddenly appear, Sun Wukong and Tianpeng, who were extremely anxious in their hearts, couldn't help but scream with worry.

Immediately, the two of them kept sending voices to Nuwa beside them.

"Niwa, can you help our elder brother with help, or lend your innate magic weapon to our elder brother.

Doumu Yuanjun relied on his innate magic weapon and was already so arrogant. If the elder brother hadn't had the innate treasure, how could he be so invincible and arrogant?"

Sun Wukong, who had suffered great losses after taking the power of magic weapons, and Tianpeng, who knew the importance of magic weapons, immediately sent a message in his mind, only asking Nuwa to help his elder brother and let him fight a fair battle with Doumu Yuanjun. At least, don't suffer any losses without innate magic weapons.

However, facing their request, Nuwa, who was incredible in appearance, sighed without any action.

"The relationship between saints is related to the world of the three realms and the world is far from what I can interfere with at will.

In the world, only the Taishang Laojun, the first saint, can prevent this completely unfair battle.

But what Laojun said before, you brothers didn’t hear it...

However, it is believed that Ye Chen was able to take the initiative to invite the battle, so don’t worry too much.”

As long as these words were said, the faces of Sun Wukong and Tianpeng suddenly became very ugly.

Are you going to ask the Lord of the Supreme Court for help? I'm afraid it's completely impossible.

In terms of relationships, Laojun and his elder brother had a close personal relationship, but before the war began, Laojun spoke and agreed to Doumuyuanjun's own solution.

What does it mean? Don’t think too much, Sun Wukong and Tianpeng will know that after all, no one is a fool.

The sound of the divine consciousness passed by in a flash. In the battle, Dou Mu Yuanjun's saint's palm had already touched the black hair on Ye Chen's head.

Moreover, after fighting Mu Yuanjun, the shameless Jade Emperor also controlled the nine Hongmeng dragons and flew straight towards Ye Chen's chest.

The powerful and powerful Hongmeng power, even from the superficial aura, was slightly stronger than the palm of the saint who Dou Mu Yuanjun, and should not be ignored easily.

Ye Chen, who had not counterattacked under both sides, seemed to have not reacted yet, stood there in a daze, as if he had not yet reacted, as if he could die at any time in the next second.

"Die, bring your stupidity and ignorance, and be destroyed in the palm of this saint."

Feeling that his palm had touched Dou Mu Yuanjun, who had destroyed several strands of Ye Chen's hair, suddenly frowned, and a disdain came out of his heart.

In her eyes, a mere quasi-saint who had just entered the ranks would be fortunate to die under the palm of her great saint, which was probably not a blessing or honor to cultivate in eight lifetimes.

However, just as Doumu Yuanjun was secretly happy, a rapidly rising dragon shadow rushed out of Ye Chen's body without any signs.

After directly meeting Doumu Yuanjun's saint, there was no trace of stopping. The palm that Doumu Yuanjun was eliminated in one fell swoop and flew away. Then, the indescribable immortal power was even more arrogant and shook Doumu Yuanjun's entire body and retreated thousands of miles away.

As the shadow of the dragon storm suddenly appeared, the roars of the sky that echoed through the sky in an instant were already extremely violently filled the entire void of the west sky.

Soon, in the huge void of the West, as countless dragons roared together, bursts of unmatched sound wave energy were also centered on Ye Chen's body, forming an extremely powerful invisible sound wave power, which instantly impacted everyone present, without exception.

The Jade Emperor, who was riding on the Nine Dragons of Hongmeng, was also in the central area of ​​the dragon roar sound wave. In an instant, the nine giant dragons constructed by the Hongmeng power equivalent to the saint's powerful man actually became fragmented in a few moments.

At the same time, in the eyes of all the saints, the Jade Emperor, whose body was shriveled and withered, even the infinite dragon seal in his hand made a continuous cracking sound. In the next second, the infinite treasure that had been born from the innate was broken and broken in the eyes of all the saints and Sun Wukong and Tianpeng. Then, it turned into a few shimmer powder, and gradually disappeared into the sky with the Jade Emperor, who was shaped like a dry bone.

"No, how is this possible? Why is my innate treasure so vulnerable..."

The Jade Emperor, whose vitality has rapidly disappeared, looked at his innate treasure shattering and disappearing in the sky in disbelief. He couldn't understand why Ye Chen, who is also a quasi-saint cultivation, was so powerful that he could destroy the top innate treasure with his own strength, and even killed himself in one move.

Isn’t this kind of power only saints barely possessed?

The complex emotions of unwillingness, fear and despair continued to arise in the eyes of the Jade Emperor.
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