Ye Chen didn't know that Yan Mo was in a rage because of the capture of the Yan devil blade. He rushed into the thunder city, causing an uproar. He still had to summon more powerful Vulcans to wash the dark moon city with blood.

But even so, ye Chen doesn't regret it.

There is already a grudge between him and the fire god family. Now his actions only deepen the grudge. Even if he doesn't take away the Yan devil blade, the fire god family will not let him go.

At the moment, ye Chen and Xuanyuan Xiu have returned to the dark moon city.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, ye Chen summoned the people. He stood in the void, his mind moved, and the endless snow field immediately filled away, turning the whole courtyard into a world of ice and snow.

In the center of the snow field, nine ice God mirrors are suspended, standing in a circle with each other, emitting cold light and pressing the Yan devil blade.

"This is the most precious treasure of Huoshen family?" Meng Tianzheng was the first to speak.

Meng clan inherits the way of casting.

As the head of the Meng family, he was naturally very clear about the name of the Yan devil blade. When he saw it today, he was immediately shocked and amazed by the terrible smell.

"When I was in the dead sea area, I also saw the Yan devil blade with my own eyes. When it was waved, the fire was infinite, and it had the power to burn the sky and steam the sea. Now, the Yan devil blade is stronger, but it has an evil smell."

Mo Yi's eyes sank, looked carefully, and continued: "moreover, the Yan devil blade is a broken blade. At the moment, the Yan devil blade presents a complete knife shape, dark all over, completely different from before."

Hearing Mo Yi's words, the eyes of the crowd were frozen. Indeed, this Yan devil blade was very different from what was said. It was a great surprise just because of its shape.

Is it the strong one of the Vulcan family who has recast the Yan devil blade?

"You don't have to guess too much. The Vulcan family must have used some means to make the Yan devil blade look like this. The reason why I called you here is to let you see what kind of means it is." Ye Chen said to the people. Then he took a step forward, and the nine ice God mirrors immediately began to tremble.

"Get up!" Ye Chen shouted low. His palms were photographed one after another. With him as the center, the nine ice God mirrors began to turn into ice blue light and directly integrated into the Yan devil blade.

The roaring sound sounded. Under the shocked eyes of the people, a burning devil blade began to tremble. On the dark blade, there was a sad and shrill wailing sound, and with these sounds, a figure appeared in the void.

This figure, floating, but extremely evil.

Even such a direct gaze makes people feel a sense of courage and palpitation. For a weak person like Bu Qingchen, his knees began to tremble and unconsciously retreated a few steps.

"Show it to me!" Ye Chen whispered again, and the faint light made the figure stare more. A face appeared above his head, but it didn't seem to be human. It was like a devil's face, opening his mouth and ferocious to the extreme.

Boom!

The bloody light bloomed from the void and directly covered the Yan devil's blade cage. At the same time, a figure swept over from a distance, suddenly shot and forced the leaf dust to fly out, and the whole endless snow field disappeared.

"What a guy who doesn't know heaven and earth!" at this time, a familiar and arrogant voice sounded. Zuo Qiu's eyebrow in red appeared in front of Ye Chen, with round eyes and anger all over.

Behind her, there were two figures, the blood old and the heavenly blood holy king.

However, compared with Zuo Qiumei's anger, they both breathed a sigh of relief, seemed to put down the big stone in their hearts, and their faces were full of startling expressions.

"Your palm just now was too cruel, so you can't leave some affection?" Ye Chen felt a stabbing pain in his chest, and a trace of blood was seeping from the corners of his mouth.

Zuo Qiumei's palm just now was so cruel that it almost came at Ye dust.

If ye Chen hadn't stepped into the realm of breaking the air and cultivated the immortal Dharma body to the third level, he would have vomited three liters of blood and seriously injured on the spot.

"If I show mercy, I'm afraid you'll have to explain your life here. You little devil, just opened the eighth totem, you are so arrogant that you dare to provoke evil gods and spirits." Zuo Qiumei ignored Ye Chen's cry, but sneered.

"Evil spirit?" Ye Chen's eyes trembled. He didn't know what Zuo Qiumei was talking about.

"Mei'er, you step back first." the heavenly blood Saint King stared at Zuo Qiu's eyebrow, stepped forward, and his eyes fell directly on the Yan devil blade, frowning tightly, as if he was looking at it carefully.

Before long, the heavenly blood holy King took out a jade bottle from his arms, filled with the blood of the holy king, poured it down and drenched it on the Yan devil blade.

Hiss!

As soon as he came into contact with the blood of the holy king, the Yan devil blade began to tremble slightly, and a wisp of light smoke floated out. Soon, the Yan devil blade recovered its original broken blade shape, and the evil smell was no longer, but fell straight down.

"Master Xiaoyao, what's going on?" when the heavenly blood Saint stopped, ye Chen asked, pointed to the finger burning magic blade and looked at Zuo Qiu's eyebrow. It was obvious that he was deceived.

Not only Ye Chen, but also the crowd present were full of doubts, and their eyes focused on them.

"In the past, the Yan devil blade was damaged and the spirit of the tool was severely damaged. Only then did it become like this. If you want to completely repair it, you must have the spirit of the God of fire, take the spirit as the source, nourish the spirit of the tool and repair the broken blade."

"But after the end of the ancient war, the God of fire disappeared. It is almost impossible to recast the Yan devil blade. But at the moment, the Yan devil blade has been recast and has more terrible power. Only because there are evil gods and spirits in this Yan devil blade, you just saw that figure. It's really the original of evil gods!"

The voice fell like thunder, making the crowd open their mouths. There are evil spirits in the Yan devil blade?

"As early as before the ancient war, the evil gods had fallen, and the evil gods family was extinct. How could the evil gods and spirits still exist in the world? In addition, how could the Vulcan family have anything to do with the evil gods? Is there any misunderstanding?" Ye Chen felt a little incredible. The evil gods and spirits appeared in front of his eyes and almost hurt himself. It was too shocking.

"Even if the evil god falls, so what? It doesn't mean it's completely destroyed. Don't you have an evil eye in your hand?" Zuo Qiu's eyebrow turned his eyes and was speechless to Ye Chen.

"Mei'er!" the heavenly blood holy King motioned Zuo Qiumei not to speak. He turned his eyes and fell on Ye Chen again, saying, "is that evil eye on you?"

"I've been carrying it." Ye Chen nodded and immediately took out the evil eye.

In an instant, an extremely evil breath spread out, which made the crowd feel fear from the heart. Their eyes moved one after another, but they didn't dare to look directly at the evil eye.

"Very well, you should take action immediately to devour the evil spirit of the Yan devil blade and integrate it into the evil eye." the heavenly blood holy king could not bear the evil power of the evil eye and stepped back a few steps.

But what he said made Ye Chen's heart cold.

Just now, ye Chen has seen the horror of the evil spirit with his own eyes. Now, the heavenly blood holy king wants him to devour the evil spirit and integrate it into the eyes of the evil spirit.

Such a move can no longer be described as shocking!