Chapter 1517

Kunpeng? Jinwu? Seeing the two embarrassed figures, the whole audience was stunned and stunned. There was no mistake. The people who flew back and forth were Prince Jinwu and Prince Kunpeng.

What's the situation? Kui Niu, qianshangyue, and the little ape emperor all stopped fighting one after another, looking up to the sky.

Baqi serpent and Jiuyi Shenpeng also stopped fighting. When they looked at the sky from an incredible distance, Jinwu and Kunpeng flew upside down. It was obvious that they were beaten.

So, the question is, who called them? Ye Chen of the holy body in ancient times?

There are only three people in the sea of purple gold immortals. Besides Kunpeng and Jinwu, only Ye Chen is left. But he has such a strong fighting power? Can you beat Kunpeng in Jinwu under absolute suppression?

All of us are puzzled. I don't know what happened in the sea before.

Empty sky two roar, fly out of Jinwu and Kunpeng, regardless of the sequence of body shape, may be their body is too heavy, when falling, this is the empty sky roar.

Without a word, they spewed out a mouthful of blood and looked at the purple immortal sea in shock.

Like them, everyone is looking at Zijin Xianhai.

Under the attention of the public, the turbulent purple gold immortal sea was evaporated at the speed visible to the naked eye, and turned into wisps of mist, misty and dense, and could not see clearly inside, and could not see through the vanity.

Suddenly, there was another boom in the sky, followed by a thump. It was thick and dull, slow and rhythmic. Every time it sounded, the world would be turbulent.

Listen carefully, it is the sound of walking. Maybe the body is as heavy as a mountain, so that every time the soles of feet fall, they will step on the sky and make the world tremble.

In the dense clouds, the rudiment of a man gradually becomes apparent, from fuzzy to condensed.

I don't know why, looking at the fuzzy figure, all the people present have a feeling of heart trembling, as if out of the cloud is not a man, but an immortal God.

The man came out and stepped out of the clouds. It was Ye Chen, the golden light shining. The holy body was like gold casting, like a round of sun, shining all kinds of light on the turbid world.

His Qi and blood are as majestic as rivers, and his golden eyes are as vast as the starry sky, and his white hair, which is floating, is dyed with divine radiance, like a golden waterfall.

He is like the God of war. He comes to the nine days, overlooks the eight wastelands, and dominates the sky. No one dares to look directly into his eyes. It seems that if he takes one more look, he will fall into the nine secluded springs.

"Saint? This... How could it be. " The whole audience was in an uproar, and their eyes were staring at Ye Chen. The rolling Qi and blood, and the domineering Saint power, were not quasi holy level to be copied.

"To establish... To be holy?" Too many people opened their mouths, and their mouths were dry. "There are still people in this world who ignore the five decline of heaven and man and directly promote to saints. Is the ancient holy body a demon?"

"No wonder, no wonder Kunpeng and Jinwu fly upside down." Prince Qinglong took a deep breath. "The holy body is invincible at the same level. Now he is promoted to be a saint. He has that domineering fighting power."

"I have never heard of it." White tiger, rosefinch and Xuanwu all frowned, "how did he do it? The so-called five decline of heaven and man, to him, is decoration?"

"Damn it, how can it be sanctified?" Kunpeng and Prince Jinwu have the most ugly faces. They are the parties. What they saw most vividly before was that the holy body had already been suppressed by them. But in that moment, ye Chen suddenly became a saint and shook them with one hand.

"Good, overbearing." Compared with him, Kui Niu and the little ape emperor couldn't help cheering. Although he didn't know why Ye Chen became a saint, he became a saint, but it was enough to instantly reverse today's defeat and make the ancient holy body invincible at the same level. This legend is a myth.

"Is it necessary to be a saint?" The only one who was worried about was qianshangyue.

Previously, ye Chen and she said a lot, including Zhou Tian's evolution of tyranny.

The sage association is a watershed of Ye Chen, and also a terminal point for him, because since the sage, his cultivation will degenerate step by step, only to become a non monk.

That is to say, ye Chen's life span has become extremely limited. In the following years, his life span will evolve with the use of Zhou Tian, and decrease again and again.

Ye Chen stands in the empty sky, but he is silent. He is not active, but passive. He is the force in the dark that breaks his ban and forces him to be promoted.

In the eyes of others, this is an opportunity, but for him, it is a disaster.

The sudden change broke all his plans. Every step he took in the future would be passive. The Sunday meeting gradually changed his accomplishments and ate his life.

Man's calculation is not as good as heaven's. He accepted his sadness and coolness, and his eyes twinkled with cold light. As long as he was a saint in Jin Dynasty, he would not bring disaster to the reincarnated people of the great Chu state.

Being watched by Ye Chen, Kun Peng and Jin Wu suddenly tremble, which is an impulse to escape.

All of a sudden, ye Chen disappeared, or changed his position with Kui Niu. His purpose was obvious. He wanted to cut off the Baqi snake and Jiuyi Shenpeng before killing Kunpeng and Jinwu.

"Just now, the king wants to see how much fighting power you have." I don't know whether it was frightened or wild. The nine winged God Peng actually roared and turned into his body. His nine pairs of wings covered the sky and the sun, his mouth spewed lightning, and his eyes shot thunder, which forced Ye Chen Yuan Shen.Ye Chen did not speak. He raised his hand indifferently and wiped out the lightning and thunder. He stepped on the back of Jiuyi Shenpeng. He did not say a word, but cut off his nine wings with a palm knife.

Nine wings God Peng screamed, trying to shake Ye Chen down from his back, but ye Chensheng's body was as heavy as a mountain. His magic secret method could not shake Ye Chen at all, but was trampled on by one foot and cracked his body.

Blood splashed, ye Chen raised his hand, and the remaining nine wings of the nine winged God Peng were also torn.

The blood and rain poured down and dyed the sky red. Nine pairs of wings were unloaded by Ye Chen. Even the bird's head was wrung off by Ye Chen and directly stepped into meat mud.

"The prince saves me." The nine winged God Peng was frightened, and his eyes were full of panic. The yuan God directly escaped from the body and went straight to Jinwu and Kunpeng. Ye chenzhiqiang has already refreshed his bottom line of shock.

Ye Chen did not chase after him. He threw out a spear in his hand and pierced the empty sky all the way.

Nine wing God Peng kneels down, has not escaped that piece of empty sky, then is nailed to death by Ye Chen a spear.

The picture is bloody, and the spectators can't help swallowing their saliva. The ancient holy body is a little frightening. The genuine Saint level of Jiuyi Shenpeng will be beheaded if he says to cut.

"So strong." Kunpeng and Jinwu are full of dignified eyes. If they fight alone, they are not ye Chen's opponents. Because Rao is them, it is hard for them to kill the nine winged God Peng so easily.

"Seven, enough to hang." Kui Niu couldn't help but howl. The little ape emperor and their several howled loudly. The difference between heaven and earth was really hegemonic.

"Can you escape?" In the sound of shouting and drinking, ye Chen stopped the eight Qi snake who wanted to escape.

"Arrogant." Baqi big snake drinking, but also into its own body, eight huge tongue, all spit out blood, that pair of snake eyes, still so gloomy, full of tyranny and bloodthirsty.

Ye Chen is still a palm, eight blood awns are flattened, strong to kill, hands up and down, eight Qi snake eight heads, he cut off seven, blood like a fountain, straight into the sky.

"Kill me." Baqi snake roars, spits a side of ancient seal, Ling Tian presses.

It was a quasi holy King's soldier. It was mixed with eight Qi Dao rules, but he did not know how many living creatures he had swallowed. He howled bitterly. The divine tattoo on it revived. The power of extinction was rampant, and the world was in turmoil.

Ye Chen wields his sword and cuts it over with a sword. The ancient seal's whole body light is instantly annihilated, humming and trembling. He wants to return to the master's body, but he is swallowed up by the holy tripod from the sky.