Urban Medical God

She also wanted to become stronger as soon as possible, so that she could help Ye Chen.

Ye Chen nodded and said, "Then I will go first, and I must get rid of that Lord Chang Mo as soon as possible to save the bleeding **** senior." He wanted to turn around and leave.

Jian Wuming said, "Master Ye, do you need me to follow?"

Ye Chen said: "No, you can stay and guard this place."

Jian Wuming said: "Yes!" He stayed and guarded the ancestral land of the Feng family.

But Ye Chen tore through the void and quickly rushed to the Outer Blood Death Prison.

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But at this time, in the **** prison, it was shrouded in layers of thorns.

Countless thorns, overwhelming the sky, completely filled with blood and death prison, on the thorns, there are sharp barbs, and even blood is stained.

Many corpses fell on both sides of the road to the **** death prison.

Mr. Chang Mo was in trouble here, he killed the disciples in the prison in blood, and killed more than half of them, which was very tragic.

The remaining disciples could only hide in the depths of the earth veins to escape Jun Mo\'s killing.

The huge blood death prison suddenly became deserted, with only the smell of thorns and blood.

In a jungle of thorns, the Blood God was bound by vines, and countless sharp barbs pierced his flesh and blood, and he was an immortal body that quickly recovered after being injured.

It\'s just that the pain and torment between the constant injury and recovery, the life and death of Ku Rong, is very tormenting and invading people\'s minds.

The blood god\'s five senses were slightly twisted, but he forcibly endured it.

"Wonderful, wonderful! Your bloodline is indeed a bit mysterious, very suitable to be my container!"

In front of the blood god, there was a man with disheveled hair and a bloodstained face, who looked like a madman. It was Mr. Chang Mo.

His crown was chopped off, and he was backlashed. At present, his cultivation base fell to the fourth layer of the Hundredsail Realm, but for the Blood God, he was still a formidable enemy that was difficult to defeat.

"Don\'t be proud, the Lord of Samsara will come to save me sooner or later."

The blood **** had an indifferent tone, thinking about how to get out.

Jun Chang Mo smiled and said: "I have sealed the surrounding space. Even if he comes, he will not be able to break through. You don\'t have to resist, and let go of the law of spirit and soul. When my container, you merge with me, then It\'s your blessing."

The Blood God snorted, firmly guarding the spirit and not letting Chang Mo Jun take the house. He knew that if he relaxed a little, he would be taken away immediately, and the end would be worse than death.

Mr. Chang Mo released his soul and attacked many times, but he was still unable to break through the line of defense of the blood god. He couldn\'t help but feel a little angry and anxious.

The success of the seizure depends mainly on the spiritual will, the Taoist heart is strong or weak, although the blood **** cultivation is not as good as Chang Mo, but the will is not weak, Chang Mo has no way.

"Damn, what\'s the use of your struggling? I see how hard your bones are!"

Under Chang Mo\'s anger, he spurred the thorns, and countless thorns and thorns plunged into the flesh and blood of the blood god.

There was a deep pain, and the blood god\'s forehead burst into cold sweat, but he still gritted his teeth and tried to endure it, thinking: "Ye Chen, you kid, when will you come, do you really want to watch me die?"

He already knew that Xia Ruoxue went to Ye Chen for help, as long as Ye Chen came, things would have a chance to reverse.

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But it was said that Ye Chen tore the void and came outside the Blood Death Prison, seeing that the Blood Death Prison was covered by layers of thorns and vines, and the smell of blood came out of it, and his face sank.

The layers of thorns are superimposed and woven, tightly and firmly organized, like a cocoon ball, covering the entire dojo of the Blood Death Prison, and even the law of space is blocked.

"Ling\'er, are you there?"

Ye Chen\'s heart moved, calling for the stele spirit of the virtual stele.

Linger heard Ye Chen\'s call and came to his senses, and said, "Ye Chen, what\'s the matter? Congratulations on your practice of becoming a master palm. If you have time, I suggest you accept the test of the virtual monument, based on your current strength. , Maybe it can pass the test in one fell swoop."

Ye Chen said: "I\'ll talk later, I don\'t have time now, the space here is blocked, can you help me in?"

Linger said: "Of course, the virtual stele is the existence that controls the law of space. This blockade can\'t trouble me."

After speaking, Linger urged the virtual stele, and a force of spatial killing spread out.

The emptiness in front of Ye Chen suddenly shattered, and the thorns and vines were also torn apart.

A huge hole appeared in the entire thorn cocoon ball.

"Thank you!"

Ye Chen\'s eyes condensed, and he immediately flew along the hole and entered the blood-death prison.

"Ok?"

In the Blood Death Prison, Mr. Chang Mo was torturing the Blood God, and suddenly felt an outside breath breaking in, and his expression changed.

"That kid, is it finally here?"

The blood **** had been tortured with blood dripping with blood. At the moment of crisis, he caught Ye Chen\'s breath, immediately lifted his spirits, and looked into the distance.

But I saw Ye Chen\'s body, shooting like a thunder, full of violent aura.

This violent aura resonated quite a bit with the atmosphere of the appearance of the huge palm of the building a few days ago.

"Ah, the Lord of Reincarnation, it\'s you! It turns out that the person who has become a master of a thousand palms is you!"

Mr. Chang Mo was shocked and backed away again and again.

A few days ago, Ye Chen practiced the palm of the Great Thousand Towers. At that time, there was a shocking weather that spread throughout the heavens and all realms, and Chang Mo also clearly saw it.

Now, sensing the breath of Ye Chen, Jun Mo clearly discovered that the cultivator of this great thousand-fold palm was Ye Chen!

His cultivation has already fallen. If Ye Chen used his great palm, how could he have his life?

"Thorns and Blood Sword, kill!"

Mr. Chang Mo felt the danger, and immediately acted first to be strong, the thorns turned into flying swords, and he slashed out from the air, and slashed towards Ye Chen\'s head.

Ye Chen\'s face remained the same, but he didn\'t even have the idea of ​​using the palm of the big one.

Because that large thousand-weight building palm consumes a lot of breath, not only the aura, but also the inner aura, will also be severely consumed, so it should not be used lightly.

If it is to deal with Xuan Jiyue, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com, such an important enemy, then Ye Chen will naturally do whatever it takes, but when dealing with Lord Chang Mo, there is no need to work so hard.

"Hongmeng Starry Sky, open!"

Ye Chen shouted violently and directly opened the Hongmeng Starry Sky.

The magnificent starry sky instantly stretched open in the Blood Death Prison, tearing apart all the thorns that covered the sky.

Outside, Ye Chen could hardly tear the restriction of thorns, but breaking it from the inside was extremely simple.

After refining the scriptures of Demon Ancestor Wutian, Ye Chen Hongmeng\'s cultivation base of the Great Starry Sky is even more powerful and powerful, and now it is displayed, with invincible power, and directly retreats Chang Mojun.

"Damn it!"

Mr. Chang Mo\'s breath is stagnant, he only feels the starry sky is vast, and he is so small.

His cultivation base has fallen, and currently there are only four levels of heaven, and his arrogance is too weak. Ye Chen is just a simple move of Hongmeng Great Starry Sky, which he can\'t bear.