Chapter 1182

The violent breath gradually subsided. Meng Zhan stared at Ye Chen with cold eyes, but he didn't say a word.

In the first world war just now, he used the "magic formula of the heart of the Tao" and exercised Wanyue's Dharma body, but he still failed to defeat Ye Chen. It's a shame. The more he refutes, the more stupid he will appear.

Ye Chen also gradually put away his mockery, and his eyes became indifferent.

To tell the truth, the strength of Mongolian war is very strong. It is almost the strongest talented youth he has met. If ye Chen doesn't have many cards, he will lose the fierce battle just now, and he will still lose miserably.

With such strength, it is no wonder that the Mongolian war will be so arrogant and domineering. His existence is by no means comparable to that of Yu Chen and others. It is worthy of its reputation as the first genius in the mainland of Muhua.

Buzz!

In the void, Meng Zhan moved again. He saw his palm across the space, and the space was torn. A space crack appeared there. The terrible overbearing breath was filled out from the space crack.

Buzz!

Another buzzing sound came out. Meng Zhan's palm cut through the void again, and it was faster and faster. There were many cracks in the space, which seemed to form a strange pattern.

At this time, Mongolian war was shrouded in a rolling breath. The light of the devil and the light of the right path staggered with each other. As if in chaos, Mongolian war was entrusted to be strange and dazzling.

"I wanted to use this move at the critical moment. It seems to appear in advance." Meng Zhan said to himself. His palm poked into the space crack. Suddenly, a sense of overbearing dignity rushed out, making the chaotic space freeze.

"What a terrible force." Ye Chen felt his body trembling and his eyes focused there. He always felt that there was something terrible hidden in the crack of space, which made him hold his breath.

"That's it!"

At this moment, Xuanyuan Zheng's voice sounded and his body moved with the sound. At the moment of the sound, his figure stood in the center of Ye Chen and Meng Zhan, brushed his hands, and the strong wind rose into the sky, throwing both of them out.

The terrible force disappeared, the space returned to calm, and nothing seemed to happen.

"The duel is not over yet, but it seems unfair for you to favor Ye Chen like this!" Meng Zhan's face is angry. He is about to use his killing move, but he is stopped by Xuanyuan Zheng. It is inevitable that he is suspected of secretly helping Ye Chen.

"As I said just now, this battle is a duel, not a battle of life and death, and the two sides will stop at once." Xuanyuan Zheng stared at Meng Zhan coldly and said, "what's more, you already know ye Chen's strength, and you're no longer under you. In this way, it's enough. If you want to fight, you can fight as you like after entering the wood god palace."

At the second level, Xuanyuan Zheng has explained in detail that fighting is not prohibited. Whoever can get wood God's blood essence can win the position of leader.

Staring at Xuanyuan Zheng, Meng Zhan bit his teeth, then sneered and said to Ye Chen, "even if you are lucky this time, if you encounter in the wood god palace, you will die."

Say it, Meng Zhan turned and stepped into the seventh portal, and his figure immediately disappeared. He has wasted a lot of time here. If he continues to delay, he is unwise.

After capturing the wood God's blood essence, we can slowly end this resentment!

Ye Chen looked at Meng Zhan's back and thought deeply. What Meng Zhan said was not wild talk. He must have some cards in the box to dare to be so arrogant.

"You have immortal Dharma, but you can't defeat this guy. It's really boring." at this time, Tian Wuxiao came over in all kinds of boredom and said unhappily, as if he was disdaining Ye Chen's strength.

Ye Chen's face sank and said, "if you don't feel comfortable, you can compete with Meng Zhan. Don't just open your mouth."

"That guy is too weak. I despise him." Meng Zhan shrugged his shoulders, stepped to the ninth gate, and immediately left the stone platform. At that time, ye Chen was the only one left.

"This guy is really annoying." Ye Chen said in his heart. He couldn't understand what Tian Wuxiao was thinking.

"Although this person is unforgiving, I can see that he really wants to help you." Xuanyuan Zheng walked to Ye Chen's side, and the voice fell, making Ye Chen's eyes coagulate slightly.

Indeed, no matter what Tian Wuxiao is thinking and doing, whether it is elusive or not, all his actions are helping Ye Chen, and every help is at a critical moment.

This is also what makes Ye Chen most confused. He doesn't know Tian Wuxiao. Why does he want to help so wholeheartedly.

"It's getting late. You'd better hurry into the wood god palace." Xuanyuan Zheng reminded him in time. Ye Chen nodded heavily, bowed behind him, and stepped into the tenth gate.

A buzzing sound sounded. In the next moment, ye Chen only felt a strong force of space acting on his body, making his body rush into the void.

The body shook violently. It was only a short moment, and the leaf dust came to another space.

Stabilize his body, ye Chen slowly stepped on the ground, looked around and began to look at this space.

Here, it seems to be a secret room, with a faint and ethereal breath floating around. In front, there are three ring walls, depicting pictures on them. In addition, there is nothing else.

"Is this the studio?" Ye Chen was surprised and looked forward. Each picture was so exquisite and lifelike that it seemed to reflect the character's temperament and charm into the drawing paper.

"Among the nine gods, wood God is the most lonely and proficient in all kinds of left ways. Presumably, he also has high attainments in the way of calligraphy and painting. He is really a strange man." Ye Chen thought of this. He was not surprised at the picture in front of him, but appreciated it.

Stepping out, ye Chen looked at a picture in front of him.

It was a thunder map of the sea area. Below, the waves rose up in the wind and rolled up thousands of feet into the sky. At the top of the sky, there were thick dark clouds. There were thunder flashing, jumping and rolling in the clouds. They fell and provoked them with their overbearing force, as if they were going to split the sea area.

Just from this picture, ye Chen gave birth to an illusion, as if there were violent thunder in front of him, which was killing him, which was extremely real and terrible.

The body trembled suddenly. Ye Chen stepped back for several steps, and the dense fine sweat exuded from his forehead. Although it was just a view, the feeling was too real for him to see for a long time.

"Wood god painting, even a random stroke, can make the picture have a trace of charm. If there is killing intention in this picture, I'm afraid I'm already a corpse."

Ye Chen whispered in his heart that the gods are the masters of the true spirit world and the supreme existence. Although he boasted that his strength was not weak, he was far from such a terrorist.

Ye Chen continued to move his steps and stopped for a moment in front of each picture. From the charm of the picture, he quietly felt the painting of wood God, so as to detect his own shortcomings.

Soon, ye Chen came to the third stone wall, which was different from the other two stone walls. There were only a few portraits hanging on it. Each portrait was so vague.

"Hmm?" when ye Chen saw these portraits, he couldn't help looking a little frozen.

I don't know why, when his eyes touched these portraits, his twelve ancient totems in Yuanhai began to tremble restlessly and resonate.