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Chapter seven hundred and forty first life and death

The Arhat's fist force quickly advanced forward. As soon as the seemingly powerful force touched the gate of hell, it was twisted and then disappeared, as if it was half absorbed.

Hurry!

The sea water next to the gate of Hell boiled instantly, and a huge spiritual storm emerged again inside it, even causing a burst of roar. The sea surface became uneasy and the waves rolled back and forth.

"Die for me!"

The old man's face changed drastically, with the ultimate murderous intent in his voice. The silk threads suddenly collapsed straight, and stabbed towards Ye Lingchen like swords.

Ye Lingchen's side of his body was almost avoided, but he was still scratched and a wound was cut on his left arm. The wound was extremely hot, like a flame was baking.

In addition to the arms, the calf was also cut and blood was flowing.

However, he ignored it and punched the gate of hell again.

Buzz!

The vortex at the gate of Hell trembled violently, and then it grew rapidly at a speed noticeable to the naked eye. The fluctuations of the vortex became more obvious, and the spiritual energy gushed out like an angry dragon.

boom!

A dull roar came from this sea area, and then the sea water around the gate of Hell soared into the sky, forming a huge water column!

Wow!

The sea water is already extremely uneasy, and the waves raised exceed one meter, and the frequency is getting faster and faster.

Just these two simple punches made the gate of Hell extremely unstable, and the opening speed was at least one month ahead of schedule!

If there are three months of preparation time, it is still barely enough to catch up, and if there are only two months left, it will be too late. After all, once the gate of hell is opened, it will face the crazy attacks of creatures in the void world.

This undoubtedly made the old man's wishful thinking fail.

"Damn it, you deserve to die!"

The old man roared, bent his palms into claws, and claws like iron hooks grabbed Ye Lingchen's neck.

Ye Lingchen smiled slightly, and dived directly into the water like a swimming fish. He leaned against the water spirit body, like a fish in the water, and was wandering around the gate of hell, but the old man had no choice but to do anything to him for a moment.

Just as the two were in a stalemate, the waves became bigger and bigger, and eventually exceeded ten meters. One wave after another, Ye Lingchen and the old man were struggling under the storm like ants.

Tsunami!

And it's a heavy tsunami!

The abnormal expansion of the Gate of Hell broke the original balance, and the overflowing spiritual energy caused a tsunami. Under this power of heaven and earth, human power seemed extremely small, even if the old man was a king level, it was no exception.

"Old turtle, go!"

Ye Lingchen shouted softly, and each person and a turtle returned quickly.

What kind of environment is beneficial to them? As for the old man, he was a little embarrassed. The old man has just stood on the sea since he appeared. As Ye Lingchen expected, his water quality was not good, and his strength in the sea was greatly reduced.

"Die me!" The old man's eyes were red and he roared and chased after him.

But the next moment, a huge wave hit him in front of him, like a huge slap, with amazing power.

The old man raised his hand and waved it out, and he rushed out against the waves. But the next moment, another huge sea blue came to his face, and the momentum was even more fierce than before.

Ye Lingchen looked back and showed a smile in his eyes. The spiritual energy of the immortal cultivation in his body was running wildly, and then the water spirit body controlled the sea water and attacked the old man.

Since I have been practicing immortality to the intermediate level, I have been practicing for half a month. In this half month, I can practice for more than 100 days before. The spiritual energy in my body has more than doubled. It is okay to cooperate with the intermediate water spirit body to make the old man suffer some losses.

"I'm so unlucky!"

The old man was very uneasy, his face became increasingly ugly, and he could be said to be extremely aggrieved. He found that there were very few waves on Ye Lingchen's side. Even if there were, they were just some small waves. All the waves he encountered were big waves, and the force was surprisingly large. Even with his strength, he began to breathe heavily at this time, "The waves are so fierce."

He looked at Ye Lingchen who had already distanced himself from him, his eyes were extremely gloomy, and he stepped on the waves and increased his speed again.

At this time, Ye Lingchen had entered the sea area of ​​China and was getting deeper and deeper.

Just as Ye Lingchen was about to breathe a sigh of relief, the old man suddenly jumped into the air, and countless silk threads were wrapped around him. These silk threads twisted. From a distance, it seemed as if a spider web had formed on the old man's body.

Ye Lingchen glanced at him and felt his scalp numb, and his escape speed with the old turtle could not help but be a little faster.

The old man stared at Ye Lingchen's figure from mid-air, and his eyes were as cold as a knife.

His hands slowly spread out, and the silk threads around him immediately gathered towards his palms, and they were densely wrapped around each other. Soon, a three-inch-long scimitar condensed in his hands.

"Die!"

The old man narrowed his eyes and swung his hands suddenly. The scimitar cut through the void, like a white light flashing away, slashing towards Ye Lingchen!

The huge crisis caused Ye Lingchen's hair to stand on his body, his blood clotting, and his scalp was numb and about to explode.

At this moment, he did not dare to hide his weakness at all. The spiritual energy of cultivating immortals surged, allowing countless waves to slap the sword light. He called all the spiritual energy and condensed the strongest punch and bombarded the scimitar.

Wow!

The scimitar was as powerful as bamboo, and the huge waves were easily broken through layer by layer, and finally touched by Ye Lingchen's fist.

boom!

With the roar of the sky, the force of the fist also dissipated instantly, and the scimitar was slightly dim and still slashed towards Ye Lingchen!

Ye Lingchen's eyes twitched wildly, mobilizing the muscles in his body. He could only hope that Baji Hengzheng could block this attack, but the possibility was slim.

This situation is like using the flesh and blood of ordinary people to hit the sword. It is already very good to survive.

The sword light slashed through the sky and stabbed her eyes. At the next moment, the scene shook slightly, and the huge figure of the old turtle blocked in front of Ye Lingchen. The sword light ruthlessly bombarded the old turtle's shell, pushing the man and the turtle out several feet away.

"Old Turtle." Ye Lingchen's face changed drastically. Looking at the old Turtle, his vision suddenly became blurred.

In the center of its thick turtle shell, a huge wound of three inches appeared. The wound was extremely ferocious, with blood flowing out. The cracks spread out along the wound, which was shocking.

"I'm fine, go quickly." The old turtle spoke weakly, and his limbs were slashing hard.

Ye Lingchen said nothing and rushed back with the old turtle.
Chapter completed!
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