Chapter 668

With Ye Chen's finger, a chaos thunder pillar, which is nearly times thicker than before, plummets down from the air and smashes fiercely on the protective array of the holy palace.

The palace guard array trembled slightly, and then like the glass was hit by a heavy hammer, it exploded into pieces of white fog.

The 108 dragon pillars in Shengtian palace collapsed at the same time.

Big bang!

Leaf dust from the sky, down in the square, overlooking the people. All the real monarchs felt as if they were unarmed, standing in front of an ancient fierce beast, without any resistance.

The great array is broken, and the holy heaven palace appears.

Although at this time, there were hundreds of true monarchs in Shengtian palace, almost half of the real emperors in ancient times gathered here, and there were three supreme giants, including the emperor of heaven. However, they felt cold and felt like they were facing the enemy of life and death.

Because the dust is too strong.

He killed nine tycoons and survived from the attack of Xianbao. He was invincible in a hundred battles. His Qi and blood were even more and more hot. How can people not be afraid.

"Da --!"

Leaf dust fell on the square, his shining golden light on the God body, all the wounds made up, just like a piece of armor after countless battles. Some deep visible bones, placed on ordinary people, must have fallen, but ye Chen is still as straight as a sword, drops of pale gold blood dripping from him, smashing on the cold jade floor, quickly turned into a ball of golden flame.

He walked as if on a long flame.

"He has been dying and struggling. At this time, he is holding on. We have hundreds of true kings. Don't be afraid of him."

The emperor suddenly regained his composure. His eyes were icy and cold. He looked at Ye Chen and said in a cold voice.

The immortals are also a burst of wonder.

Ye Chen, at this time, looks really bad. Even the restoration of the sea emperor's Glazed body is amazing. But so many heavy injuries can not be repaired overnight. At least ten days and a half a month. But ye Chen's face did not show weakness at all. On the contrary, he became more and more powerful and swept across the square.

"Kill!"

Finally, someone couldn't help it.

An elder of xiuzhuyuan was dressed in purple robes and had purple hair. Every hair of his is beating, and his eyes are like two lamp posts. He controls a thunder shuttle with purple electricity, which penetrates the air in an instant. With the crackling electric light, he attacks and kills at ten times the speed of sound.

"Ding --!"

Ye Chen stretched out his finger, bent his finger and flicked the leisuo back at a faster speed.

"Bang!"

The elder of xiuzhuyuan was poured in by Lei Suo from the center of his brow on the spot. In an instant, his head exploded, and the whole person turned into a headless corpse. Even the spirit was annihilated by Lei Suo.

One finger, kill a real king!

But leaf dust a finger to pop up, his body shape also slightly shakes. This flash in people's eyes, but just like a ray of dawn piercing the sky.

"He's really bluffing. Don't be afraid. Kill him!"

Someone yelled.

With Ye Chen's accomplishments at the time of his full victory, killing Zhen Jun is like killing a chicken. Not to mention one elder of Xiuzhu academy, it is ten who come, and they may not make ye Chen move. But now, every time he makes a move, it is a burden to Ye Chen, because he is seriously injured, and Zhenyuan has been reduced by more than half.

"With only one hand left, I can kill you."

Leaf dust eyes light cold, indifferent road.

"Dong!"

The second true king has made a move.

This is an elder of Qingyun Mountain. He gave up foreign things and specialized in Hunyuan Yiqi. I saw his white head and white beard, crane hair and childish face, surrounded by his hands, there was a blue water wave, just like a green dragon.

It was not a wave, but a "Hunyuan genuine Qi" he had cultivated for nearly 500 years. This Hunyuan genuine Qi, which he kept in his body, never lost a cent. It accumulated over time and became more and more powerful. In the end, it was like Nei Dan that it was highly condensed and turned into liquid.

"Go!"

In the eyes of the elder of Qingyun Mountain, he points to Ye Chen.

The blue water dragon shot like a sharp arrow. The void trembles with this blow. How terrible is the true spirit of five hundred years of hard cultivation? It can be compared with the little emperor.

The leaf dust ejected again.

A white rainbow like sword Qi condenses from his fingertips and collides with Hunyuan's genuine Qi.

"Bang!"

The void is turbulent, and the two highly condensed energies, like the collision of a strong bow and crossbow, send out the figure of a Hong Zhong Da Lu. The real gentleman of the bamboo yard breathed out his true Qi and was exhausted in an instant. The whole person was old at a speed of thousands of times. In an instant, his face was covered with wrinkles. He could not even stand up. He only had the breath out of his mouth, but did not have the breath to enter.

And ye Chen's body trembled and almost stepped back.

"It's a pity that I didn't drive you back, but I'm worth it."

The old man laughs three times, and he breathes his breath away.

The second true king fell!

Although another true king died, the light in people's eyes became more and more intense, and ye Chen was eager to try.Soon, the third and fourth true king stepped out. They are masters of Wanfo sect and gujianmen respectively. Both of them were the strongest in the early period of Zhenjun. They pursued the middle period of Zhenjun with all their accomplishments.

"Bang bang!"

Ye Chen each gives a finger and a punch.

With fist to fist, he beat back the great Vajra samsara seal which shook the heaven and earth.

On the cold jade ground, the real king of the Ten Thousand Buddhas sect went back seventeen steps in a row. Every step back, a blood spring burst out of his body. At the 17th step, the whole person was blown into a blood mist by the strength of Ye Chen Wu Zhu Quan.

But the real king of the ancient sword gate, flying together, turned into a sword rainbow running through the heaven and earth, but was cut off by a finger of Ye Chen. He replaced the sword with his finger, smashing the opponent with his sword.

One breath, kill two true kings.

Although Ye Chen didn't step back, there were two wounds on him.

The eyes of many true kings are getting colder and colder, just like prey. On the face of Saint Tiandi, there was an unprecedented smile.

A Zunzhen Jun stood up to challenge Ye Chen.

The ninth true king of the holy heavenly palace, seeing the defeat in Ye Chen's hands, bluntly explodes, forcing Ye Chen to step backward. This is the first time ye Chen stepped into the holy palace.

The 13th true king is a giant in the middle of his life. Before he died, he fought back with all his might, leaving a scar on Ye Chen's left shoulder.

Although the scar is very small, it is like a big stone falling to the ground.

"Ye Chen's body is strong, even the supreme magnate holding immortal treasure can't be hurt easily. However, he has been scratched by a few sword immortals, which means that he has been injured too much and his body's defense has been greatly reduced."

A supreme elder in the holy heaven Palace said coldly.

On the faces of all the immortals, they all showed a confident smile. The emperor of heaven was more like a hawk and saw the dust of the leaves like a dead man.

When killing the 15th true king, ye Chen added a scar on his body. Since then, every death of a true king, ye dust on the body of more scars. At the end of the day, he was bleeding all over his body and would not die in a hundred battles!