Urban Cultivation of Immortal Emperor Invincible

Although it was only an insignificant wound, it was undoubtedly a great shame for the Pavilion Master who was in the middle of the tribulation.

The pavilion master's face was like a dark cloud. He never expected that Ye Chen's reaction would be so quick and precise.

Under the shroud of the dark law, Ye Chen was able to skillfully avoid his own fatal blow.

He stared at Ye Chen with ice-like eyes, and the cold light in his eyes seemed to freeze the young man into ice.

The pavilion master directly pressed the seal with both hands, and the dark attribute power on his body exploded even more powerfully. Then he waved his hand and shouted directly.

"Dark Space"

Suddenly, Ye Chen's surroundings fell into deep darkness, as if he was instantly swallowed by an unknown force.

His consciousness struggled in this darkness, but was oppressed like never before, making it difficult to extend out to explore the surrounding environment.

In front of Ye Chen's eyes, everything disappeared, leaving only boundless darkness.

He felt like he was being dragged into a bottomless abyss of darkness by an invisible giant hand, and everything around him became blurry and distant.

He tried to activate the magic power in his body, hoping to break through the shackles of darkness.

However, he found that his consciousness became extremely weak in this darkness, and he could only barely perceive the area within a few feet around him.

He understood that this should be a powerful space spell cast by the pavilion master, aiming to deprive his opponent of his perception ability and make him invisible in the darkness.

The dark law of the Pavilion Master was so powerful that even his consciousness was so severely restricted.

Ye Chen's heart sank, but he did not panic.

He knew that in such a situation, he had to get out of it as soon as possible.

So, he took a deep breath and began to look for a way out of the darkness.

Ye Chen quickly formed seals with his hands, and bright white light began to emit from around his body.

This is the law of light that he exerts with all his strength, like the light before dawn, bravely challenging the rule of the night.

Under the cover of this dark law, this white light appears particularly dazzling. It pierces the thick darkness like a sharp sword, allowing everything around it to be bathed in light again.

As the white light spreads, the darkness quickly recedes like dispelled fog, unable to compete with it.

This light continues to expand, as if heralding the arrival of dawn, gradually dispelling the endless darkness.

The forces of the two laws intertwined and collided in mid-air, like two giant dragons fighting fiercely.

The law of darkness is fierce and violent, trying to swallow up all light.

The law of light is like an unyielding warrior, firmly dispelling the surrounding darkness.

Ye Chen waved his hand gently, and the fire of chaos and the nine-color divine thunder were like wild horses that ran wild, galloping out crazily and sweeping the surrounding space in an instant.

The flames burned like a dragon, mercilessly devouring the darkness transformed by the dark law, turning everything around into a sea of ​​fire.

In the sea of ​​fire, the battle between light and darkness was fierce, but the law of light seemed to be superior, constantly forcing the darkness back, demonstrating its perseverance and unyielding power.

That flame is not an ordinary flame, but the fire of chaos. It can burn all things and refine laws.

Burned by the fire of Chaos, the power of the Dark Law is constantly weakened.

At the same time, the nine-color divine thunder flashed in the void, and every time the thunder flashed, it seemed to tear the space apart.

That thunder is not an ordinary thunder, but a nine-color divine thunder that contains the power of nine laws, and has a strong restraining effect on the laws of darkness.

At this moment, a shocking picture slowly unfolded in the universe.

Ye Chen was in it, like the core of the universe, with the three forces of law intertwined around him, and together they weaved a splendid and dazzling picture.

The law of light poured out like flowing water and turned into a dazzling halo, tightly surrounding Ye Chen's body.

The light was pure and flawless, like the protection of the gods, dispelling the haze of the surrounding dark laws little by little, bringing unprecedented light and hope to this space.

Under the illumination of this light, Ye Chen's figure became more determined and sacred, as if he was the most dazzling star in the universe, leading all living beings towards the light and future.

The fire of chaos burned blazingly, and the flames showed a variety of colors, including blazing red, deep blue, and mysterious purple.

The flames jumped wildly, mercilessly devouring the surrounding darkness, as if they wanted to burn all the shadows to death.

The nine-color divine thunder flashed rapidly in the void, and every flash of thunder was accompanied by a shocking thunderous roar.

These thunderbolts contain the mysterious power of divine punishment. Every time they fall, they seem to tear apart the space, exerting tremendous pressure on the dark laws.

The pavilion master also felt Ye Chen's powerful power. He tried his best to use the power of the dark law to resist this powerful force.

The two are now in a stalemate. At this time, the consumption on Ye Chen is also very huge.

Ye Chen did not hesitate and directly drank a leaf to quickly replenish the consumed spiritual energy.

The pavilion master also had slight beads of sweat on his forehead, looking at Ye Chen with a gloomy expression.

At the moment of stalemate, the pavilion master suddenly moved.

With a flick of his fingertips, the black sword in his hand instantly disappeared into the void, as if blending into the darkness.

In an instant, the long sword appeared next to Ye Chen like a ghost again, and the sharp sword energy was approaching Ye Chen's vitals.

Ye Chen's pupils shrank, and he keenly captured the cold murderous intent emanating from the black sword.

The long sword collided with the defensive space around Ye Chen, causing a splash of dazzling sparks and a deafening roar.

The long sword seemed to contain endless dark power, constantly eroding Ye Chen's defensive space, trying to break this last line of defense.

Every surge of sword energy hit Ye Chen hard in the heart.

He knew very well that if he could not quickly find a way to break the situation, once there was a flaw in the defense, he would probably fall into an irreversible situation.

Currently, the biggest problem Ye Chen faces is excessive consumption.

Since his cultivation has not yet reached the level of overcoming the tribulation, the power of law he can call upon can only sustain a brief confrontation.

Even if the leaves of the World Tree continuously replenish spiritual energy, it would be difficult to make up for this huge consumption.

In this life-and-death contest, Ye Chen must quickly adjust his strategy and find a breakthrough, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous.

At this critical moment, a hint of sinisterness quietly flashed in the pavilion master's eyes.

He flicked his fingertips, and a black mist spurted out from his fingertips.

This mist was like a ghost in the dark night, traveling silently through the void, instantly wrapping the space around Ye Chen tightly.

Ye Chen's heart suddenly tightened. He could clearly feel the strong sense of crisis, as if there were invisible chains restraining him.

The black mist slowly dissipated like a nightmare, gradually turning into countless thin but tough black threads.

These threads were like a spider web woven by darkness, tightly binding the space around Ye Chen, making him seem to be trapped in an invisible cage, unable to move.

Ye Chen knew very well that this was the power of the magic weapon exerted by the Pavilion Master.

These seemingly ordinary black threads are actually carefully crafted from extremely rare materials in the world, and are sharp enough to cut through anything.

He felt the strands of pressure, as if there was an invisible force pulling him, making it impossible for him to break free.

Those black threads seemed to be alive. They were like cunning poisonous snakes, wrapping around Ye Chen, constantly tightening their restraints, trying to completely trap him.

Ye Chen's eyes flashed with determination. He knew that in the face of such a predicament, he could only have a chance of survival by staying calm and looking for loopholes.

Continuously tightening inward, like dark nooses, trying to completely crush his defensive space.

He felt that the air around him became heavy, as if there were invisible giant hands squeezing his body.

The power of those black threads was so strong that he could not break free.

He took a deep breath, and the power of chaos in his heart was stimulated to the extreme, as if it was about to break through the constraints of his body and vent out.

The surrounding air instantly became scorching, and the fire of chaos burned around his body, like an immortal fire of karma, swallowing up everything.

The nine-color divine thunder flashed crazily in the void, like the wrath of the gods, shocking people's hearts.