I, Ye Chen, turned out to be a top expert

Just now, they were really just curious and took a casual look, but that one look filled the eyes of everyone present with fear.

Their souls were pulled into the world within the scroll by the power of the scroll.

In the scroll, they witnessed shocking scenes one after another. In the world of the scroll, they felt like ants.

Not to mention comprehending the art of catastrophe, they almost went astray.

It was not until Ye Chen's voice rang out that they began to fight one by one to free themselves from the power of the scroll.

At this moment, the two words Ye Chen uttered were still echoing in their minds: "go back".

It was Ye Chen's words, "Go back," that pulled them out of the abyss of death.

This is because Long Yi and his companions are very powerful and have strong immortal souls.

What Tang Jianghai and his companions faced was even more dangerous.

Their soul power was weak, and in the previous moment, their soul power was almost wiped out.

Tang Jianghai and his companions had beads of sweat on their foreheads.

I felt my back was soaked.

"The Great Disaster Technique is truly beyond our control. This thing can kill people!"

"Fortunately, the young master is here, otherwise this day next year would be the anniversary of our death. This catastrophe spell is too terrifying."

Tang Jianghai exchanged glances with several people from the Supreme Saint Palace and whispered to each other.

I was really scared just now.

"Yes, such a powerful avenue is beyond our control."

"We are so weak that we don't even dare to comprehend the great Dao right in front of us. We must improve our cultivation. Otherwise, even if the young master gives us an opportunity, we won't have the strength to comprehend it." A man took a deep breath and his face looked unhappy.

Long Yi and others were also communicating with each other at this moment.

Long Yi transmitted his voice, "This Great Disaster Technique is indeed powerful. Our Buddhist practice is still too shallow. We can hardly resist it, let alone practice it."

"Besides, I don't think the Taoism taught by the young master is much worse than the Great Disaster Technique!"

Long Er immediately responded, "Yes, what the young master taught us is the most powerful magical power of Buddhism, the Tathagata Palm."

"If we can cultivate the Tathagata Palm to its fullest potential, our strength will surely reach a terrifying level."

"And I think there's something wrong with this catastrophe technique. I wonder if I'm hallucinating."

While everyone was communicating nervously, Li Yixi did not pay attention to them, but carefully put away the scroll and put it into his own system space.

After doing all this, Ye Chen's eyes fell on everyone and he said with a smile: "Everyone, this is almost the end of the Jun Tomb. Let's go back!"

When everyone heard Ye Chen's words, they immediately nodded and said, "That's right, sir. Let's go back now."

"This place is eerie and makes people feel a little creepy."

After everyone finished speaking, they followed Ye Chen out of the hall.

Long Yi steered the spirit boat and began to return the same way.

In the southern region, inside the gate of the king’s tomb outside the Holy Dao Palace.

A figure flashed out, his face extremely pale.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

At the same time, a violent cough sounded, and a lot of blood spurted out of his mouth again.

"Damn it!"

"In this Lord's Tomb, the Great Disaster Technique is actually guarded by such a powerful being. What a bullshit assessment."

"After all these years of planning, it all came to nothing!"

"This time, he has been severely injured. To recover, it will cost me countless time and treasures."

"What bad luck!"

"However, being alive is good. I am much luckier than Ye Qingyi. At least I have saved my life."

The person who came out of the portal at this moment was none other than the Immortal King Mo Ling, who had escaped death from the hands of King Shi Ling by using the copying technique.

However, at this moment, the Immortal King Xiaoyao no longer had any trace of carefreeness in his heart, and he looked extremely embarrassed.

In the Kingdom of Dao in the Palm, a figure who was practicing in a secret room suddenly opened his eyes.

Suddenly, two terrifying, sharp, and domineering sword beams burst out from those eyes.

This look makes it impossible to look directly at it.

There was disbelief in his eyes.

"It's the aura of the Immortal King Xiaoyao. The Immortal King Xiaoyao has arrived."

This figure was none other than He Changsheng, the ancestor of the He family who had been in seclusion for a long time.

The Immortal King Xiaoyao humiliated He Changsheng in the past.

He Changsheng has always had one idea in mind, which is to kill the Immortal King Xiaoyao.

At this moment, He Changsheng stepped out of the secret room without any hesitation.

"Grandfather, are you going out?"

Outside, the young man He Wushen stared at his ancestor He Changsheng. He stopped practicing and looked at He Changsheng with curiosity.

"Wushen, are you practicing?"

He Changsheng was very surprised to see He Wushen in the yard. He didn't expect that He Wushen was practicing here.

He Wushen, is Ye Chen's disciple.

He Changsheng had been in seclusion for a long time, and at this moment, he couldn't help but check He Wushen's strength.

It would have been fine if I hadn't looked at it, but once I did, I was completely shocked.

"how is this possible?"

"Could it be that I am hallucinating?"

"Godless is so young, yet he has reached such a state."

"impossible."

He Changsheng thought he was hallucinating, shook his head, took a deep breath, and looked at He Wushen again.

Still feeling like he was hallucinating, he immediately asked, "Wushen, can you tell me, Old Ancestor, what your current strength is?"

At this moment, He Changsheng felt that he was hallucinating and asked He Wushen directly.

"Grandmaster, I am a bit stupid. Even with the guidance of my master, my current realm is only that of a beginner immortal. Is it because my aptitude is too poor?"

He Wushen reached his own realm, with a look of dissatisfaction on his face.

There was even self-doubt in his eyes.

"what?"

"Is this really a fairyland?"

"This, this, this, it turns out I wasn't wrong. This is truly the realm of immortals."

"But how is that possible? Wushen has only been practicing for a short time."

At this moment, He Changsheng's heart was filled with huge waves.

His face was full of disbelief, but the facts told him that everything he saw was real.

I didn't have any hallucinations.

"Xian, a ten-year-old Xian!"

"And you're just stupid!"

At this moment, He Changsheng was speechless. In the past, he thought he was the most arrogant person in the world.

But compared with He Wushen at this moment, He Changsheng felt that he was trash.

But when he thought of Ye Chen, He Changsheng felt relieved.

"Practice well and don't let the master down!"

He Changsheng took a deep breath, said something to He Wushen, and his body disappeared.

He came out of seclusion today for the sake of the Immortal King Xiaoyao. In his feeling, the Immortal King Xiaoyao had already left, so he naturally would not let the Immortal King Xiaoyao really escape.