In the sky, ye Chenzhi did not hear of him. He raised his hand and took the nailed baby to his side and put it in the arms of the purple haired woman, so that she could hold the baby and go all the way.
She is a native of China. She fought with blood more than 200 years ago, and also guarded the lives behind her.
He died in the battle of Nantianmen in his previous life, but he is buried in nantiancheng in this life. He is the same as Nantian, but he is a foreign country. His death has not been untied, and he does not know his so-called hometown.
He turned around and looked around in silence. He looked calm and had no emotion.
He doesn't have to ask, but just glances at them to find out which race these people are. They are of Jinwu nationality, and some of them are of Kunpeng nationality.
"It's not good where to go, but to Nantian ancient city." Today's "fangsen's Robe" is not used to show two rows of silver
Ye Chen didn't speak. He stepped down and disappeared in a flash. He appeared again behind the old man in silver robe.
The old man in the silver robe suddenly turned pale. He, as a saint, could not find Ye Chen. So did other people. Ye Chen's body method was too fast for them to grasp.
Without much thought, the old man in the silver robe retreated at the right time, but it was still late. Ye Chen had already deceived him without any weapons. He grabbed out the old man's original spirit with one hand and tore it up.
"He is not an ordinary saint. He kills together." The leading Jinwu and Kunpeng are the same level of cultivation. Both of them are supposed to be holy kings, and they are furious.
Under the command, all the people present moved. The weakest cultivation was also the peak of the imperial realm. Among them, there were many quasi saints and old saints, some of which were supernatural powers or secret methods, which were overwhelming to Ye Chen.
Ye Chen's body is hard to regret, and Chixiao sword appears in his hand. With one sword sweeping, the power is incomparable. Except for the two quasi holy kings, no one can stop his sword. It pours all over the sky, and all the blood rains.
"Together." The king to be the holy king of Jinwu comes from the sky. His eyebrows are radiant and a golden seal is made. It is a magic weapon of the holy King level. His divine power is revived and pressed in the air.
Chaos God tripod rushed out of the Shenhai sea, without immortal light blooming. It was simple and natural. It directly hit the gold light seal and smashed it into pieces. The pieces of magic weapon were also swallowed by it.
The magic weapon of this life was broken, and the king of Jin and Wu was hurt. He stepped back and vomited blood, but his eyes were full of incredible color. Ye Chen's strength was far beyond his expectation.
"Kill." Kunpeng would-be holy King's voice was shaking the sky, and the attack was also coming. The original magic weapon with its head hanging was strange. It was actually an iron bucket. It was very ancient. It was made of special immortal iron. This magic instrument, also at the level of quasi Saint King, was much more powerful than the ancient seal of golden light.
Ye Chen was swallowed in the iron bucket on the spot, and the killing prohibition and seal prohibition were revived, and the power of extinction was rampant. He wanted to seal Ye Chen's body and kill his original spirit.
"No matter how strong you are, you are only a saint." With a cold voice, Kunpeng was confident of his own magic weapon. Rao was swallowed and could not escape.
"Kunpeng Pavilion old hand, it is easy to catch." "If you are not there, you must be relieved."
"It's a piece of cake." Kunpeng would-be King stroked his beard, a senior gesture.
However, as soon as his words fell, the iron bucket of his life was humming violently, and then a big hole was blown out by a golden fist. A golden dragon leaped out from inside, and ye Chen killed him. Although the iron bucket was powerful, it was not good enough to block him.
Kunpeng would-be Saint turned pale. He was bitten back, bleeding from the corners of his mouth, and other people turned pale. They knew the tyranny of the iron bucket, but they failed to seal Ye Chen, the saint.
In a flash of shock, ye Chen has opened up the chaotic world and sealed the four sides. People on the scene were crushed into virtual heaven in patches, unable to withstand the pressure of chaos, and turned into blood mist.
Then there is a whirlpool of swallowing the sky. Those who have been crushed and killed, their blood, blood vessels, Yuan Shen, and origin are all engulfed by Ye Chen, and they are directly refined into holy body nourishment.
The chaos tripod is not idle. The mouth of the tripod is facing down, and the whirlpool appears. The magic weapons scattered on all sides are swallowed up by the holy soldiers and quasi holy soldiers, and become the nourishment of the tripod body.
Before and after, but three rest, except for the two quasi holy kings, everyone else was killed.
Ye Chen is so evil that he looks at Jinwu and Kunpeng. The more he shows this expression, the more terrible he is.
"Holy... Holy body. He's holy." The two quasi holy kings stepped back one step, and their eyes showed pupil constriction, which seemed to have recognized Ye Chen's identity from the chaotic world.
They couldn't believe it, and they couldn't believe that the ancient holy body, which had been put to death three days ago, was still alive in the world. He was still alive, and once again he deceived the world.
"Let's go." The two men worked together to build a transmission array. They stepped on it regardless of the order. They urged the array to escape in this way. They had no intention of fighting.
They have already seen the strength of the holy body. Although it is a saint level, it can be compared with the hard steel of the holy king.
Ye Chen did not chase after him, but moved the secret method of moving heaven and earth, and changed the position with the king of Jin and Wu. That is to say, on the transmission platform, ye Chen and Kunpeng would be king.Ye Chen suddenly appears on the array platform. The king of Kunpeng is shocked, but he forgets that ye Chen knows the secret method of changing places with others. Without paying attention, ye Chen actually lets Ye Chen drill the hole.
The array platform is broken, broken by Ye Chen's foot, and the Kunpeng quasi saint is lifted by his palm.
The platform used for escaping was cut off, and the two would-be saints joined at once, then turned around and fled.
Ye Chen shrinks to an inch in one step. His golden hand is like a magic knife. Ling Tianyi records that he incises the blood bone of Kunpeng quasi Saint King, and half of his divine body turns into flesh and blood, which is extremely human.
Jinwu quasi holy king, who dares to rescue, fled for his life, burned the essence, and his speed increased dramatically.
Ye Chen did not chase him, but crushed the body of Kunpeng quasi Saint King with one hand, forcing him to get out of the body. When a quasi holy king got out of the body, he lost his advantage and could not escape his death.
After beheading the quasi holy king, he carried the bloody sword and set foot on the sky to pursue the king to be.
Seeing ye Chen chasing after him, the king of Jinwu didn't dare to stay at all. After his essence, he burned the power of Yuan Shen and fled to the top of his cultivation, just like a divine awn.
Can ye Chen faster, three or five shrink into an inch to catch up, raise Chixiao, Lingtian cut down.
Jinwu would-be holy king was injured, his back was cut out a blood gully, through the wound, you can see the bright spine, thanks to his deep knowledge, otherwise he would be cut on the spot.
"I'll fight with you." Jinwu would-be holy King drank violently, his face was crazy, his blood sacrificed to the yuan God, and his fighting power was close to the king level. The immortal light in his body overflowed, and he rushed out one by one. Each of them contained a magic weapon, which was more than one hundred. He urged him to kill Ye Chen.
The chaotic tripod rushed forward and became as huge as a mountain. It could be said that the tripod was standing on the ground, the tripod body was shaking, the chaotic Qi was surging, and the chaos road was surrounding, crushing hundreds of magic weapons into flying ash.
Jinwu would-be king was eaten back, his body cracked, and half of his head turned into plasma on the spot.
Ye Chen comes and stands in Xutian. His sword is still dripping blood. Ling Tian looks down on him.
"Forgive me, this... This is all the prince's orders, he is searching around for your old friends, rather kill a thousand, good one." Jinwu would-be holy king was afraid, and his face was full of fear. The strong would-be king was crawling on the ground, like a dog, begging for life.
It's better to kill 1000 people. Fortunately, Prince Jinwu won the prize this time. There are ye Chen's old friends, or relatives, close relatives of his hometown in the southern Tiancheng.
Ye Chen is silent, only slightly raises his hand, Ling Tian presses on the top of the head of Jinwu quasi holy king, moves the secret method of searching God, and forcefully searches the soul, ignoring the prohibition of the God sea of Jinwu quasi holy king, depriving him of his memory.
Jinwu would-be holy King roared with pain, the God sea was humming, his head was cracked, and his body was turned into blood mist.
The scream is not known when the annihilation, and once again the holy king is destroyed, the power of the original God is swallowed up.
Ye Chen left, the direction is not the West desert, but the hinterland of the southern region, the world is frozen, "xuan'er, ling'er, wait for me for some time, I will always seek justice for them."