Chapter 1522

The huge forest of flood and famine, the roar of earth and sky, that piece of heaven and earth, is already blood color.

It's really a battle between soldiers and generals. The fight is in full swing. There are shadows all over the sky.

The lineup is strong enough, but there are still people joining in. They are all the major races in the southern region. They don't know why. They join the war after they kill. They can't see which family is which.

The princesses and princesses who came to participate in the grand gathering hid in the periphery, sighing and smacking their tongue at the big scuffle. The grand gathering of the ten thousand nationalities was really lively enough.

Many people are scratching their heads. This is a scuffle caused by a bloody man being thrown onto the stage.

The root cause is really like this. Since the bloody man was thrown up, the situation has been out of control. The ancient holy body has been in a rage. The princes have been fighting one after another, going up one by one, being destroyed one by one, and fighting against each other, it has become a big scuffle.

A good grand gathering of ten thousand nationalities has evolved into a melee of ten thousand nationalities. There are also enmities between races since ancient times. It is better to take advantage of this scuffle to start. It is better to rush early than to catch up skillfully.

The forest is shaking and the blood mist is lingering. There are war figures everywhere. There are also many ancient ethnic killers coming in. All of them are the sacred masters and the leaders of the emperor. They are full of murderous spirit.

Such a big movement, shaking the four sides, many monks have gathered in groups, to the forest of the red, waiting to see the bloody world, suddenly changed color, "this... This is what happened."

"If I remember today, it's the meeting of Sheng Fu." Too many old guys are surprised, "how can this still be done, still such a big battle, continue the friendship and resentment of thousands of years ago?"

"Even more than a thousand years ago." Some people lamented, "this war race, at least 3000."

"Someone came out." I don't know who said it and drew her eyes to one side.

There, there is a golden Fairy Light, out of the forest of the flood. Looking up carefully, it is a person who seems to be being pursued and killed, and is seriously injured. The whole blood is dripping with blood.

If you look carefully, isn't that man the prince of Jinwu? He was no longer in human form. His whole body was bleeding, and there were countless scars on his whole body. Blood holes in his chest were the most serious.

"Am I dazzled? It's the prince of Jinwu. " All those who see it are stunned.

"Barren... Ancient holy body?" In the sound of surprise, someone screamed and saw Ye Chen, who was chasing Jinwu. He could recognize the blood vessel only by his breath, without looking at his appearance.

"Is the holy body still alive?" Too many people scratch their heads and look unbelievable. This is not in accordance with the rumor. They all say that the holy body of the ancient wasteland was buried in the ancient ruins. At this time, the rumors are all false. The holy body is still alive and is chasing after Prince Jinwu alive.

"The holy body is still alive. I'm not surprised." A senior monk stroked his beard and said, "that man won his life very well. He can't die again and again. He is used to it."

"Today is a grand gathering of all nationalities. He shouldn't go to the grand party!" Someone pondered, "and he and this Jinwu how to dry up, it seems that they will not die."

"Where are you going to be so busy?" The sound of sobbing did not abate, but gradually became a tide in succession. "Is it to provoke the xuanhuang great religion one by one?"

This is true. Some people are tearing their fingers and counting Ye Chen's many deeds since he came to xuanhuang: xuanhuang Xinghai, yaochi grand gathering, Donghuang ancient city and ancient relics.

Now it's a grand gathering of ten thousand nationalities. All present suspect that the wanzu scuffle has something to do with this boy.

Wherever he is, there will always be something wrong, and it's all a big deal. There are always a group of people who have been killed and disabled. This kind of popularity has gradually accumulated to the fame of xuanhuang.

Many big religious clans in xuanhuang were really provoked by him. At the moment, most of them left their families and issued hunting orders to unite with manxuanhuang in all directions to pursue him. It was the kind of thing that would not end if he did not die.

"Fellow Taoists, please help me quickly." The discussion was like the tide of the sea, but was suppressed by Prince Jinwu's cry. The miserable man who was chased and killed was seeking help from all sides.

Hearing this, most people turned their mouths away. Prince Jinwu's tone was not a plea, but a hint of command. They were not happy to hear him.

This is only one of the reasons. Other indispensable factors are due to Jinwu nationality.

Jinwu nationality is a big family in the southern region. It has a deep foundation. It is very common for people to bully and bully people. It would be nice if they didn't get killed. Do you want us to save you?

However, there are still some monks who claim to be powerful and have to kill them and pretend to be forced.

He was an old man in purple robes. He was a powerful old Saint. He had already touched the bottleneck of the emperor to be the saint. He stepped into the middle of Ye Chen and Jinwu. Xutian said, "if you can forgive people, you should forgive others. If you sell me a thin face and let Jinwu die, it is a merit."

"Your face is not worth money." Ye Chen faint a sound, the pursuit does not reduce the pace.

"I'll tell you that you won't listen to me. I have to force me to do it." Being scolded by Ye Chen in person, the purple robed old man is furious. He pinches Xu Tian's seal in his hand and pats Ye Chen with a palm in the air.

Ye Chen didn't speak. Suddenly he waved his sword and cut through the empty sky seal. The old man in purple robe also flew.The man turned pale. He couldn't believe it. He seriously underestimated Ye Chen's fighting power. He was an old man and a saint. He was defeated in one move. Thanks to his good deeds, he would have been killed.

Ye Chen wields his sword again. He is more domineering than the last one. It is a unique sword.

In an instant, the purple robed old man was split into two parts by a sword. Only the yuan God escaped from the body. While escaping, he yelled, "no matter, I don't care. Let me live."

What he said, however, was a spear, which nailed it to the empty sky.

See this picture, those who still want to run out of the old guy, are back.

Ye Chen is too natural. He is decisive in killing and cutting. He is extremely cruel. He rashly goes out and is mostly chopped.

If you look at the old sage purple robed old man nailed to the empty sky, he is really miserable.

At the last moment of Yuan Shen's death, he realized what regret was. He had to pretend to be forced, but he wanted to provoke the holy body, so that he could die.

In front of him, he roared again and cut off Ye Chen of the old man in purple robe and caught up with Prince Jinwu.

People from all directions are moving, chasing the past, such a big show, can not be missed, idle egg pain people, most like to join in the fun, dark one, overwhelming said.

When the audience arrived, a mountain had collapsed and the debris was flying. The body of Prince Jinwu exploded, half of his head was broken, and his brain was overflowing. His appearance looked like a ghost.

But the man did not turn around to fight. He got up and fled. The prince of Jinwu nationality, who was high above the throne, still had a trace of dignity. His so-called majesty had already disappeared.

Ye Chen keeps up with him. Once he catches up with him, he doesn't say a word, but a set of direct moves.

The prince of Jinwu is extremely miserable, but he is not generally resistant to fighting. Rao Shi Ye Chen is also out of temper. The ancient Jinwu people are really not built. It is very hard to kill them completely.

One chase, one kill, the movement is huge, along with the roar, meet the avalanche mountain, meet the water cover water, even pass by the ancient city, none of them is in good condition, causing a lot of curse.

Along the way, along with the blood robbery, the prince of Jinwu escaped all the way, seeking help all the way, and digging all the way.

Every time I ask for help, there are always one or two people who don't have long eyes. They all want to put on beautiful clothes. One by one, they are arrogant. When the matter is over, they are killed by Ye Chen.

Ye Chen killed him all the way. He told the world with his practical actions that if you don't have strength, don't run out and pretend to be forced. If you don't have that diamond diamond, don't be blind. You can't do the porcelain work.

As a result, the high-ranking Prince of Jinwu has become a ghost star. Anyone who sees him has to hide far away. No one dares to go up to find stimulation for his help.

The prince of Jinwu spurted blood. I don't know whether he was angry or hurt. He is the prince of Jinwu nationality. How expensive he is. He has never been chased and killed like this, and he has never been so despised.

When he was angry, he slapped himself with a big mouth. He should not have followed him in the past. He should have run away on the spot and would not be chased by Ye Chen.

In front of him, he came to a group of mountains again. He burned his essence, increased his speed and stepped in step by step.

Ye Chen then arrived, carrying the blood stained Chixiao. He could not count the people who died under the sword all the way. Those people were not supposed to die, but they bumped into the ghost gate.