MTL - Man Huang Feng Bao-Chapter 647 last moment
Inside the hall of the demon, quiet.
Ye Chuan just opened a small slit and came in, then gently closed the door with his backhand. His body was as light as a swallow, and flew in like a fallen leaf.
Ye Chuan's face was quiet, his feet fell steadily on the ground, but his eyes lit up, and he looked at the quiet Tian Yao Hall.
Here, it is the main peak of the demon gate, and the most important forbidden place. Although I have been there once in the past two days, and the masters of Tianhuimen have been led to Tianhui Square, but Ye Chuan still dare not care. Sure enough, after a careful observation, I saw the same. Compared with the previous two days, the prohibition in the Heavenly Demon Hall is different. It seems that one day changes.
Mobile ban!
Ye Chuan's pupils are tightened and the muscles are tight.
Powerful bans are placed in important places, and changes can be made according to the environment. Every day, there are thousands of changes, like the flowing water, which is unpredictable. This is the water ban. Millions of years ago, such a ban was very popular, but it was a means for the late Sage and even the sage of the sage.
Inside the demon gate, is there still a sedent who is a sage in the late stage? Or is it that this water ban is laid down by the old demon in the past year?
Ye Chuan was puzzled and became more cautious. The last time he broke into the Tian Yao Hall, he still did not see that this was a water ban. After suddenly discovering it, his heart was a little uneasi.
After closing the door, the Tian Yao Hall is very quiet, but the fascination is still faintly audible and you can hear a burst of exclamation from the Tian Yao Square. The battle between Nantiandu and Tianzizi Jinhong is getting more and more fierce. The two-and-a-half masters of the sacred masters have made the world’s sects mad. Nan Tiandu has always been reassuring, but in the face of the major masters, he may not be able to delay for a long time. When the shot is delayed, it is easy to reveal flaws. All right.
Ye Chuan took a deep breath and urged the swallowing of the body to display the green feathers. The body floated like a feather without weight, and began to force the flow prohibition in front of him.
Every mobile ban is unpredictable, and the first time it has passed, it does not mean that it can be passed for the second time. Halfway through the road, perhaps the new changes are trapped, and even smashed by the ancient prohibition. Originally, after discovering that this was an ancient ban, the best way was to retreat, but in order to rescue the Tian Zihong Zixia trapped under the Tianhui Peak, Ye Chuan did not retreat. The only way to get rid of the sinister Tianhui Cave to save people is to seize the seal at the end of the Tian Yao Temple!
The empty Temple of the Demon, suddenly smog smog, a stone pillar floating in the dark.
Sure enough, Ye Chuan entered the scope of the ban, and there was a change in the Temple of Heaven. Fortunately, as a great sacred monk who used to call for the rain in the wild world, Ye Chuan was very knowledgeable and walked cleverly in the hall. Suddenly, the left and right sides are fast and slow, and the green feathers are pushed to the extreme. The body is fluttering like a leaf floating, carefully moving forward without a strong prohibition.
Just a few hundred meters, it took much more time to walk up than to fly a few kilometers outside. Fortunately, there was no danger.
After a while, Ye Chuan finally came to the end of the main hall. The tiger-skinned chair on the high platform was only less than ten meters away. The unique atmosphere and fluctuations of the umbrella were strong. Now, the flow ban has been worn out without fear, and only the ancient swords are left in front of him. Unlike the mobile ban, the ancient sword array can't be cleverly passed through.
In the direction of the Tianhui Square, there was a shocking exclamation, and it seemed that the battle on the ring had reached the last moment. The rain demon and the old devil's black scorpion have no sound. Perhaps it is in a corner and the rest of the heavy armor guards, perhaps it is to tune the tiger away from the mountain to take it away. Time is getting more and more urgent, and you may not have time to do it again!
Ye Chuan took a deep breath and strode to the tiger's skin chair at the end of the main hall. Just taking a step, the ear creaking suddenly popped a sharp sword with a handle, suspended in the air and kept spinning. The next moment, at the same time, screamed toward Ye Chuan. In time, the sword is like a world of flying swords. Looking up and looking everywhere is a fierce sword light.
At the end of the temple, the ancient sword array quickly showed amazing power, and a semi-Saint master could not force it. In the past few days, in order to refine and nurture the mysterious yin and yang life, Ye Chuan's body has been greatly weakened and has lost a lot of life. Physical fatigue is like aging for decades. It is even more impossible to rely on physical strength. Fortunately, he is ready.
Seeing that a sharp sword with a handle is about to penetrate into Ye Chuan's body, suddenly there is a big blue light in the Temple of Heavenly Demon. A pigeon flies out from Ye Chuan, then three, ten, one hundred... ..., countless pigeons suddenly appeared in the hall of the demon.
The red light illuminates, and many swords emerge from the ground. They fly wildly, spin up, and strangle the pigeons that suddenly appear.
The ancient ancient sword array, running wildly. The blood of the earth is full of pigeons' residual limbs and feathers, and the ground is red and white. Red is blood, white is feathers, and thousands of pigeons are ruthlessly strangled as soon as they fly out. The ancient swordsmanship was fierce. However, the pigeons that emerged from Ye Chuan seemed to be endless, smashing 10,000 pigeons. In the next moment, nearly 100,000 pigeons rushed out from the Qinglian lamp. The sheer volume is hard to cope with the fierce ancient swords, surpassing the limits of this attacking squad. From time to time, the netted pigeons rushed out and fled to the corner of the hall.
Ye Chuan's body became lighter and he rushed out behind several pigeons. He used a unique method to survive the ancient sword array and brought a strong wind to the tiger-skin chair at the end of the hall. Here, it is the place where the celestial curtains are used to listen to politics, and it is the heavy place in the heavenly gate. After millions of years, the lines carved on the big chairs have not changed in the slightest, and there is no difference between them in Ye Chuan’s memory. I thought that in the past, after the blue demon sat on the top and gave orders and laughed and laughed, it was still vivid. A lot of memories suddenly flowed into Yechuan’s mind.
Another burst of exclamation came from the demon door, mixed with fierce screams, and the decisive battle on the ring, apparently reached the last moment! At the same time, the harsh horn sound came from the mountainside, accompanied by the whistling sound of the rain magic. This is the latter's warning to Ye Chuan, and the whereabouts have been exposed by the guards on the Tianhui Peak.
Hey!
Ye Chuan returned to the gods, screamed and violently, and immediately tweeted the twelve swallows to the extreme, slammed the palm of his hand, and used the brute force to beat the tiger's leather chair to take the umbrella. come out!
