Chapter 7121 True or fake
"Young Master..."
Hearing a hint of wail from inside, Ye Chen continued, "I will break the bronze coffin and save you!"
Ye Chen held his five fingers and slammed the lid of the coffin with a hard palm.
"Bang!"
There was a dull sound, and there was no movement.
Although Ye Chen did not use extremely powerful martial arts, the power of this palm may be severely damaged in the middle and late stages of the Baijia realm.
Three palms in succession, but unfortunately Ye Chen's power could not shake any of it.
eccentric.
"Young Master?" Zhu Yuan's voice came from the coffin.
Ye Chen narrowed his eyes slightly. Could the will of heaven and earth here weaken his power?
"Wait a minute, I'll find a helper!"
Ye Chen then remembered that there was an Supreme Elder from the Shenwu Palace outside. Although his strength has been greatly reduced, his realm is far above him. With him there, he will definitely help Zhu Yuan escape.
"Young Master, wait a moment, I seem to have found a solution!" An urgent voice came from the coffin, and he hurriedly called Ye Chen.
"What's the solution?" Ye Chen subconsciously looked back and saw that on the bluestone steps outside the hall, the old guy from the Shenwu Palace turned his back to him without saying a word.
"Old guy?" Ye Chen shouted, but the figure not far away ignored it and didn't even turn around.
Ye Chen realized something, and then turned around and walked out of the hall.
"Young Master! Don't go!"
Zhu Yuan's voice came, but it was covered by some force. Ye Chen looked back at the bronze coffin again and continued to walk towards the old guy from the Shenwu Palace.
"What are you doing?"
With a gentle palm, he slapped the old guy on the shoulder of the Shenwu Palace. Ye Chen also caught a glimpse of this scene. Before he could dodge, he was locked tightly by the arms stretched out from the Buddha Demon Stone Statue.
Ye Chen snorted coldly, and the next second, the golden armor covered his body. The power of the Void Spirit Divine Vein and the Void Monument surged, and the surrounding space was vaguely cracked.
The power of space instantly spread around Ye Chen's body, and the storm and turbulent forces cut off the arms of the Buddha's Demon Stone Statue. Ye Chen pulled the old guy away and pulled him away.
At this moment, a mutation broke out!
"Crack!"
With a dull sound, the thousand-foot-foot-foot-sized giant door slowly opened.
A famous monk ran out, and the nineteen people stood on both sides of Ye Chen and others.
"I thought this game of chess would be boring, but it led to the Lord of Reincarnation, Lord of Reincarnation, I admit that you are very strong, but unfortunately you have entered the formation!"
A young monk stepped out with a cassock on his body, with cinnabar between his eyebrows.
When Ye Chen saw this person, he was slightly stunned!
This monk turned out to be Zhu Yuan who shaved his hair?
Almost exactly the same!
"Zhu Yuan?" Ye Chen frowned. What was going on?
Even the old guy from Shenwu Palace next to him widened his eyes and looked incredible: "What? Is the person we are looking for? Is this monk?"
"Who is looking for?" Zhu Yuan looked at the old guy in Shenwu Palace with confusion. The guy in front of him was about to speak, but Ye Chen stopped him.
"It's nothing. When I parted at that time, I thought you were suppressed here. Now my cultivation has improved greatly. I can't wait to find you!"
Ye Chen smiled and explained.
He did not explain the purpose of his visit, but Ye Chen's words were true. Seeing this, the old guy nodded as he saw this, although he didn't know what he was selling in Ye Chen's gourd.
"So that's the case, we misunderstood!"
"Young Master, I once wanted to pursue the end of martial arts, but I was trapped by the Ten Tribulations of God and Demon Tower. I practiced here for a long time and could be considered to have achieved perfection!"
Zhu Yuan then explained, not forgetting to put his palms together and said with a smile.
Seeing this, the old guy from Shenwu Palace flashed a trace of doubt in his eyes, but he immediately returned to normal. Zhu Yuan then asked, "Is this your friend?"
Ye Chen nodded slightly without saying much.
"Zhu Yuan, I'm here this time, not for anything else, I just want to take you away!" Ye Chen looked at Zhu Yuan with a smile and said.
Zhu Yuan in front of him smiled strangely: "Young master, I don't plan to leave."
"Don't you really leave with me?"
Ye Chen asked.
"It is true that monks cannot speak lies!"
Zhu Yuan flatly refused.
"Well, I'm here for this trip, but I'm worried. Since we met, we'll have no regrets. Let's leave here, Zhu Yuan!"
Ye Chen nodded and greeted, his steps slowly retreated, and he was about to leave.
Zhu Yuan in front of him smiled and waited until Ye Chen walked away, he turned around and never looked at his face.
"Sher!"
The moment Zhu Yuan turned around, a dry palm penetrated from his chest, and the young monk's expression suddenly became stiff.
The palm that penetrated through "Zhu Yuan"'s chest was the old guy from Shenwu Palace. Under Ye Chen's instructions, he deliberately let him put down his guard and tentatively attacked.
Sure enough, there was no bright red in front of Zhu Yuan in front of him, and even that palm was slashed into the air.
"You're testing me?"
Zhu Yuan slowly turned around, and the previous warmth was gone between his eyebrows, and replaced by endless anger.
"As a matter of course, all this is illusory, and even the one in front of you is like this!"
Ye Chen, who had left slowly before, stood shoulder to shoulder with the old guy from the Shenwu Palace not far from Zhu Yuan.
"Although I don't know who you are, I'm definitely not Zhu Yuan!"
"Your feeling of speaking is completely different from Zhu Yuan."
Ye Chen stared at the figure in front of him, and slowly spoke: "I was in the hall before, so I wonder why Zhu Yuan was locked in the bronze coffin!"
"But you still successfully lied to me. It was not until you stopped me from saving the old guy that I was sure that the person in the coffin was not the real Zhu Yuan!"
Chapter completed!