On the riddled challenge arena.

Chang Houde looked at the broken sword in his hand. His throat was fishy and spewed out big mouthfuls of blood. The whole person's breath was depressed, his face was pale, and a large chest collapsed. It was obvious that he was seriously injured.

If he hadn't kept the sword in his chest during the confrontation just now, I'm afraid he couldn't stand in the challenge arena now.

On the other side, ye Chen's situation is not better.

At that time, when the golden sword disappeared into the black fog, it directly penetrated Ye Chen's chest, and the destructive breath attached to it was constantly running in his body, causing great damage to his internal organs.

The wounds were all cracked under the terrible collision just now. Now he stood with all his strength. Drops of blood fell on the ground and pierced the surrounding gravel with a sharp sword spirit.

"Smelly boy, now the breath of destruction is constantly flowing in your body. As long as you mobilize Zhenyuan, you will suffer a very strong counterattack. At that time, even if I don't do it, you will fall straight down." Chang Houde's face was proud, touched the wound on his chest and continued to hemoptysis.

"It seems that you're having a hard time." Ye Chen grinned and showed his silver teeth: "my fist has made a lot of congestion appear on your chest. As long as you move a little, the congestion will condense into blood clots. When blocking the meridians, your Yuanhai will collapse completely."

The two people choked each other. Unexpectedly, none of them admitted defeat. They looked at each other. Zhenyuan continued to flow and recover in his body. Who can restore his action ability first will win the battle of life and death.

A smile appeared on Ye Chen's face, endured the pain, carefully manipulated ten ancient array patterns, and successfully arranged Juyuan array. A cool and moist yuan force poured into his body, and the pain disappeared instantly.

"I'm afraid Ye Chen has already calculated everything. He knows that relying on the Wuyang Bull Demon array can't defeat Chang Houde, so he condenses ten ancient array patterns in advance and immediately arranges the Juyuan array to quickly recover from his injury."

Wu Zichuan's words brightened Lin Changtian's eyes. Ye Chen was not only extremely amazing in talent, but also his fighting consciousness. In the real sense, he integrated combat and Yuan array.

At this point, ye Chen can be said to surpass most of the yuan array masters.

"Eh?"

When ye Chen was about to recover his action power, his eyebrows suddenly jumped and he looked at Chang Houde at the edge of the challenge arena. The whole person seemed to enter a certain state. His eyes opened and turned out to be full of blood red.

Did he give up?

As soon as the idea appeared, ye Chen's pupils suddenly shrunk, and immediately felt that the whole world was rotating. The scene in front of him began to become blurred, and finally fell into darkness.

"Damn it, how can I forget Chang Houde's move." Qin Yun patted his thigh fiercely and clenched his teeth.

"Old man Qin, what martial arts is that? It's so weird?" asked Wu Zichuan.

"A few months ago, Chang Houde got a martial art that can disturb people's mind and spirit, called chaotic soul eye. Anyone who is stared at will fall into a dreamland and can't extricate himself."

Wu Zichuan was stunned. He didn't expect that there was such a strange martial arts. He thought about it and immediately said, "this martial arts is similar to the magic array. As a yuan array master, ye Chen is determined and can easily break the magic realm."

"Under normal circumstances, ye Chen will not be confused by the dreamland, but he is now in the stage of serious injury and has a vague will. Instead, he is more likely to fall into the dreamland. Now he can only hope that ye Chen can completely get rid of the dreamland before Chang Houde recovers. Otherwise, it's time for us to come out."

When they stared at each other, they all showed their awe inspiring color. Ye Chen brought them too many surprises. Even if they were fighting the danger of a complete war with the Chang family, they would save Ye Chen.

"Where is this?"

In the endless darkness, a light suddenly appeared.

Ye Chen rubbed his stinging eyes, stepped out and walked towards the light.

Buzz!

The light melted in front of him. When ye Chen saw the scene in front of him, the whole person seemed to be hit by the nine Heavenly God thunder. His eyes were dull and he was directly stunned in situ.

In the field of vision, it was a desolate wasteland. The sun and the moon were dark and dark clouds were surging. On this wasteland, there were thick and tall tombstones, each of which was 100 meters high. Looking up, the tombstone was engraved with obscure ancient texts. Just such a casual glance made Ye Chen's eyes tingle and his head dizzy.

"Here you are."

At this time, a very ethereal voice came into Ye Chen's ears.

He was no stranger to this sound. Just a few days ago, when facing Bai Zhenhua, he also heard it.

He calls himself a saint!

"After sleeping for 13 million years, I didn't expect that the twelve totems would choose a human as their successor. It's a great irony to the holy family."

Although he can't see the speaker, ye Chen can feel that there is a deep sense of helplessness and emotion in this voice.

"Who are you? What is the holy family? What does it have to do with the twelve totems?" Ye Chen shouted to the sky. He suddenly felt that the emergence of the twelve totems would never be accidental, and it might contain a great secret.

The root of this secret should be the mysterious holy family.

The voice smiled a few times, and then said, "human boy, you are too weak. When you activate the six ancient totems, you will naturally know who I am, but before that, I can give you a suggestion. You must find and inherit the power of the blood of the holy beast."

"Why? Is the holy beast the Holy Family in your mouth?" Ye Chen was surprised and guessed boldly.

"How dare you call a holy beast a holy family? You are so stupid and ignorant." the voice said with a cold smile: "let you inherit the blood of the holy beast, just want you to have a better variant element, so as not to waste the transformation of your body by the twelve totems."

Ye Chen was speechless for a while. He was a superior entity anyway, but it didn't seem to be worth mentioning in the eyes of the other party. Even the variable entity without one in ten thousand was not enough to make him look straight at him.

Who is this holy family?

"The time is almost up. I should fall into endless sleep again. The next time we meet, it is when you activate the six ancient totems. Remember my words, find and inherit the power of the blood of the holy beast, and don't lose the face of our holy family."

"Lose the face of our saints? I'm not a saint. What do you mean by that?"

Ye Chen shouted at the sky. Unfortunately, the voice never sounded again.

Click!

At this time, the whole world suddenly shook, the dark clouds dissipated, the rocks cracked, and countless tombstones began to sink to the ground, as if everything had never happened.

Ye Chen felt that his whole body was torn apart. Under the severe pain, he found that his whole body was covered with a hazy golden light at this time.

This scene is very familiar, as if when facing 30000 iron cavalry, he was bathed in gold and diffused out of the amazing momentum, as if even heaven and earth were going to look bleak.