The City’s Strongest Immortal Emperor

The night was deep, Ye Chen sat on the hotel bed with five hearts facing the sky.

Xingyue radiance came in through the window, converging into a little firefly-like star power spot, which was drawn by an invisible silk thread and gathered towards Ye Chen, forming a silvery white mist that enveloped him and penetrated into his In the body.

Suddenly, a crisp sound like popping beans came out of Ye Chen's body, and traces of blood and blood impurities penetrated through his body pores.

"The Book of Changes and the marrow, return to the congenital."

Ye Chen opened his eyes suddenly, a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

"Zhentian Yushen Zhang deserves to be pointed at the wonders of the avenue, and the foundation was completed so quickly."

There are eleven layers in the Heavenly Gods Chapter, corresponding to the eleven realms of Immortal Cultivation: Zhuji, Jindan, Yuanying, Huashen, Faxiang, Dixian, Tianxian, Zhenxian, Daluo Jinxian, Quasi-Saint Emperor and Mixed Yuan saint.

Among them, the first step is to build the foundation and make the body return to the innate and innocent body. Only by doing this can we truly embark on the road of cultivation.

Even if the ingenuity person is outstanding in talent, he needs to accumulate a lot of practice and energy to build the foundation. It is not possible without ten years or eight years of hard work. As for the talent is not very good, it may not even enter the door for a lifetime.

But Ye Chen took only one day, to be exact, it took only a little midnight to do it.

This aspect is of course because Ye Chen's own realm is high, and you can improve as much as you want without step by step.

But on the other hand, I have to admit that the powers of the heavenly gods can be replaced by other exercises. It is impossible to absorb enough energy for the Jingjing so quickly.

With a free throw, a "cracked" burst of air burst suddenly sounded, and the sense of burst was full.

After entering the foundation, Ye Chen's physical qualities in all aspects have been greatly improved, and his strength and speed have begun to exceed the limits of the normal human body. Now even if he finds those heavyweight world champions to fight against him, only kneeling .

Ye Chen took a cold shower in the bathroom, washed away the dirt from his body, then put on his clothes and left the hotel.

"It's time to settle the accounts."

Thinking of him as a night demon lord, he was always the only one who hunted others. When was he forced to be so miserable?

Even if the physical condition was not allowed before, now the body has recovered and the strength has advanced to the foundation, if he continues to pretend to be a grandson, then he is a ten-year-old turtle, not a devil!

After leaving the hotel, Ye Chen strode toward the city center.

Although he didn't even know where the black men were, they were not difficult to find each other as long as he wanted to.

...

"Ask you something, have you seen this person today?"

In a clinic on the street that was still open at night, a head of yellow hair was burning on the head of a young, squirming young man, holding a photo of him shaking in front of the doctor in the clinic, and asked in a nasty voice.

"No, I haven't seen it."

The clinic doctor shook his head timidly.

"If you see it, remember to call me and let me know if it will benefit you. Will you hear me?"

"Well, definitely, definitely."

"Damn it, nothing special."

Huang Maoqing came out of the clinic scoldingly.

At this time, he should have been watching the scene in the bar, by the way, chatting with the chick inside to fart, and occasionally hitting a friendship gun, what a little life can be nourishing.It looks like now, most of the night will come out to find someone to blow cold wind.

But there was no way. This was ordered by his brother, Da Dao, who let him be a younger brother.

"What's so special, I was so tired that I came out to drink at midnight, don't let me find you..."

While he was venting uncomfortably in his mouth, he suddenly felt his shoulders sink and was beaten heavily: "Boy, are you looking for me?"

"Who's that special, I'm looking for your mother...uh!"

Huang Maoqing's export was dirty, and when he turned around, he had to find out who was itchy and wanted to find a beating, and ran to make fun of him.

But he had just turned around, and before he could see who the other person was, he felt a punch in his stomach, and his body flew backwards involuntarily, and he fell to his knees. On the ground, curling up with a painful abdomen curled up on the ground, like cooked prawns.

"Who...who are you, do you want to...find to death?"

"It seems that you are not awake yet."

Ye Chen shook his head gently, strode forward and kicked on the young man of Huang Mao.

Huang Maoqing suddenly screamed and was kicked out. He flew out five or six meters and fell to the ground. He rolled out three or four meters before stopping. His face became purple and his bile spit out.

"Brother...Don't fight, I was wrong, please spare me."

After being hit twice, Huang Maoqing finally knew what to say.

At this time, he finally saw the appearance of the person coming, but it was not the person who sent him the photo to find him. He didn't expect people to find him.

"Don't you have to be beaten if you are so obedient?"

Ye Chen stepped forward to Huang Maoqing, crouched down and gently patted the other person's cheek: "Who asked you to find me, take me to see him."

This is Ye Chen's approach.

He knew that those in black would definitely use momentum to come to him, and as long as he turned around, he would naturally find each other.

...

It didn't take long for Ye Chen to follow Huang Maoqing to a bar called Ye Paris.

Twenty minutes later, after a "talk" with Huang Maoqing's elder brother Dao, Ye Chen, who got what she wanted, left the bar with a slight smile.

It's just that his way of "talking about heart" might be a little rough. As soon as he left his forefoot, the knife brother and several seriously injured younger brothers were taken to the hospital by taxi.

...

An hour later, a taxi stopped in front of the Haoting Hotel in Shengtian.

Ye Chen got out of the taxi and looked up at this luxurious hotel.

Haoting Hotel is one of the few five-star hotels in Shengtian City. It is located in the prosperous area of ​​the city center. The decoration is luxurious but elegant, but the price is not very close to the people. Even the most ordinary standard room, stay one night It also costs more than a thousand yuan, and some high-end rooms cost a few thousand or even tens of thousands of yuan.

You should know that in a second-tier city like Shengtian, the monthly salary of an ordinary white-collar worker is only a few thousand Chinese dollars.

According to the information that Ye Chen had inquired from that knife brother before, the black men who had chased him down lived here.

At this time, Ye Chen's image was very different from before. Not only did he change his clothes and put on a hat, he even changed his appearance.

After all, he came to seek revenge this time, and proper camouflage protection is still required.

As a person who builds a realm of foundation, it is a piece of cake to control muscles and adjust his appearance in a short time.

Ye Chen's mouth curled up, showing a cold smile, and stepped into the hotel.