Chapter 1477

"Asshole." The ruins scolded, the looted people wake up, the thunder was furious.

Muddleheaded was knocked muddled, and muddleheaded was robbed. Those individuals were unwilling to suffer from dumb losses. They also felt out iron bars, and had no mind to look for treasure, and started to rob.

Under this circumstance, the already lively relics become more and more fiery. Everywhere are people who are carrying iron bars to beat the sticks. Whether it is the quasi saint, the holy king or the great saint, they are shameless.

This wave of operation is very smooth, bloody gas is thick, more screams.

"No pains, no gains." On the one hand, ye Chen, the God of all the way, seems to have taken these two words as wisdom and robbed everywhere with an iron bar.

In front of him, there are three or five figures. He escapes into the void space and approaches the past quietly.

He had seen it at a Kunlun banquet. His blood was not weak. He could barely make a name in the xuanhuang land, which was no less than the three goods of Tianxun Shenzi.

"Don't worry. I only want money and I won't hurt your life." Ye Chen raised the iron bar.

However, before he fell down, the heads and bodies of those gods were separated.

The picture is extremely bloody. Even the yuan God is killed instantly. What's more strange is that their storage bags are not visible on the spot, and no human figure has been seen from the beginning to the end.

In the void space, ye Chen's iron stick is fixed in the air. His eyes are very narrow. He stares at one side. He seems to be able to see a ghost like figure through the ethereal.

It was the body of the dead. Previously, he had watched the body kill the sons of God. Thanks to his hiding in the void, he avoided the awareness of the God body.

"What a domineering formula for flying thunder." Ye Chen looks dignified. If he kills and seizes the treasure, more than 90% of the people in the ruins will not be able to escape death. He and his invincible rank are so afraid, let alone others.

He went to the other side and tried to stay away from the dead body. Although he knew that there would be a war between him and the dead body sooner or later, he didn't want to fight it ahead of time.

In front of a lake, he stopped again. The lake was calm, but there were treasures in it. It was a delicate fairy grass. The reason why there was no vision exposed was because of the lake water.

unfortunately, Linglong fairy is not yet mature, or it is still in the essence of convergence.

He didn't take it away immediately. Picking in advance would cause the fairy grass to wither. He needed to wait for the best time. Such exquisite fairy grass could not be found and could not be so violent.

The breeze blows gently, making the lake water waves, and some people set foot on this piece of heaven and earth.

The man was covered in a black robe, and his face was invisible. His breath was obscure, but his blood was very strong. His eyes revealed were ancient and boundless, which made people see no end.

Ye Chen frowned and saw who the man was. He was a very difficult person to provoke: the emperor.

He frowned, and the emperor was frowning. He could not break Ye Chen's true face.

This is to make him a little surprised, he is the emperor, the vision is very high, more eye to the sky, few people can cover his peeping, the most important thing is, he can not see the blood of Ye Chen.

Knowing that the emperor was peeping at him, ye Chen pretended not to know, and stood quietly in front of the lake. He discovered Linglong Xiancao first. If the emperor insisted on seizing him, he didn't mind fighting.

"If you can avoid my peeping, you are not a nobody." When ye Chen watched, the emperor opened his mouth leisurely and made people bathe in the spring breeze with a smile, without the slightest sense of killing and cutting.

"You are not simple, young man." Ye Chen gave a faint voice. His voice was deliberately old. His purpose was to confuse the emperor's peeping. He didn't want to expose himself.

"My ancestors want to refine a furnace of pills, but it is this exquisite grass, but I don't know if the elder can give it to the younger generation." The emperor said with a smile, "this kindness will always be remembered in my heart."

"Let you Ye Chen laughed, "you can see that it is Linglong grass, you will know its value, and finally found a treasure, you say let it, it's against the rules!"

"I will never let my predecessors suffer." With a smile, the emperor took out a golden sword and said, "it's made of dark iron outside the territory. If the elder is willing to let it, this sword will belong to the elder."

"The sword is good." Ye Chen glanced at one eye, "but it can't rival the exquisite fairy grass."

"The elder may as well speak up, but the younger generation will do as much as possible." The emperor's smile is still calm and calm.

"Three holy King soldiers and nine quasi King soldiers." Ye Chen is not affectation, opened the price.

"The price is fair and the deal is done." To his surprise, the emperor promised to be crisp and neat. Before his words were finished, he took out a bag of heaven and earth with many magic weapons in it.

"Is it so rich?" Ye Chen secretly speechless tongue, he thought he wanted enough, can not think that the emperor is such a big courage, crisp let him by surprise.

"I should have asked for more." In his heart, he took over the emperor's bag of heaven and earth. These magic weapons have exceeded the value of the exquisite fairy grass. If you give them without hesitation, you can't repent. If you do this, it will be a hard struggle.

The emperor is unfathomable. In this perilous ruins, it is obviously not wise to fight against him. If he fails to do so, he will be rewarded. This is not his intention.In the same way, the emperor has the same idea. He can't see through Ye Chen. He has reason to believe that ye Chen is very powerful. He is also afraid that if he can solve the problem with money, he will not do it easily.

"Linglong Xiancao, it's yours." After receiving the emperor's heaven and earth bag, ye Chen immediately withdrew.

Thank you very much With a smile, the emperor paid attention to the protection of Linglong Xiancao. During this period, he also laid down many secret prohibitions, waiting for Linglong Xiancao to mature and collect it in his pocket.

On the other hand, ye Chen started his robbery again, but everywhere he went, there were screams. After decades of hard work, he returned to the front of liberation.

Abusive voice rises again, the people who have been robbed by it are all crazy, and all of them are engaged in robbery. Moreover, they are not acting alone. They can be seen everywhere in groups.

"Again." Ye Chen coughed, but he didn't stop. He was holding an iron bar and making a mess everywhere. He wanted to find the Shenzu Shenzi and those who calculated the old accounts. However, he didn't find them.

At the moment, he has stepped into the deep enough, and the blood mist is filled. There are many ancient array patterns in the deep of the ruins. Those patterns are old, and they are dilapidated, but they are powerful. Many people lose their lives and become the souls of many people killed.

The ancient ruins form a big world, and there are days and nights, and the night covers the whole site.

As it was getting late, he was walking through a wild forest. In the depths of many towering ancient trees, he could see a rock wall. In front of the cliff, a figure stood like a statue.

"Beisheng." Ye Chen murmured, and the iron stick he took out consciously took back the storage bag. He could knock other people's cudgel, but how could Beisheng exist? A stick was not stupid.

After receiving the iron bar, he slowly walked past. Instead of robbing, he wanted to see what the North holy pestle was doing in front of the rock wall. He was so fascinated by it. It was obvious that there was a mystery in the cliff.

To his surprise, Beisheng didn't seem to know that someone was coming behind him, until ye Chen was side by side with him, nor did he look sideways. He stood there all the time, motionless.

Ye Chen picked up his eyebrows and glanced up and down at Beisheng. Seeing that his eyes were dull, he could see that the spirit of Beisheng had disappeared into the artistic conception and did not know anything about the outside world.

"Are you really interested in understanding the artistic conception in the ruins, and you will not be afraid of being destroyed by passers-by?" Ye Chen can't help but sigh, "if the North saint of the hall is so dead, that's bullshit."

"Here you are. I'll keep your treasure for you." Ye Chen is very conscious of probing into his hand and carrying away the bag of Beisheng's storage. When he is finished, he keeps searching for Beisheng.

"This jade pendant is also good." This guy is very unruly. He drags away a jade pendant hanging on the North saint's waist, and then reaches into the North saint's arms and grabs a divine pearl from inside.

The jade ring on Bei Sheng's finger and the Spirit Crystal inlaid on the jade belt were also taken away by him. What's more, he took off his shoes, but he didn't leave anything valuable. After the cleaning up, he would have left a piece of clothes on his body.

"To be honest, your fairy clothes are also good." Ye Chen touched his chin and kept turning around the North saint. His eyes were shining. He had an impulse to get rid of the light.

Don't say, the goods are really rushed up. They have been picked off one by one. The fairy silk clothes of Beisheng are worth old money. If they are sold, they can be exchanged for a lot of source stones.

However, when the last fairy clothes on Beisheng were stripped off, his body slightly trembled. There was immortal light flowing over his body. His body became enchanting and exquisite. His bronze skin faded, and he became white and tender. His chest was flat, and a pair of straight jade peaks appeared.

Ye Chen's eyes stare straight, the expression splendid open mouth, "he... Female... Female?"