Chapter 1544

The black hole is as dark as ever, but it is not quiet, full of the roar of Prince Jinwu.

His blood eyes staring at the four sides, boundless darkness, he thought this was the so-called hell, Rao is his mood, also collapsed, the high-ranking Prince Jinwu, also afraid of death.

But he still has a sense of body clearly. The desolate darkness makes him unable to tell whether he is dead or not. This unknown confusion makes him fear, and his whole body becomes colder and colder.

"Do you like this place?" You laugh sounded, it is so magic, a light bead rose, lit up a side of the black hole, revealing the fuzzy figure of Ye Chen.

"Who the hell are you?" Jinwu Prince blood eyes straight to drip blood, staring at Ye Chen.

"What do you say?" Ye Chen Yuan Shen escaped from the body of the great sage. Although he was the original God, he showed his true face. His face was sharp and angular, and he was also full of endless vicissitudes and fatigue.

"You... Ye... Ye Chen." Prince Jinwu's eyes stand out and the pupil shrinks to the size of a needle tip.

"It's me." Ye Chen laughed, showing two rows of snow-white teeth, "not unexpected."

"No, it's impossible." Prince Jinwu went mad and roared hysterically. He couldn't believe that the dead ancient holy body was still alive, and in two days he severely damaged the Jinwu family, and he was also calculated to come in.

"I was about to leave the southern regions. I don't want to pay any more attention to you and me." Ye Chen said leisurely, "it's you who let me kill you again. You'll be dead as the holy body."! I'd rather kill a thousand good ones. Congratulations, you won the prize. Among those people, there are my relatives. I'll come back here to collect the blood debt for her. "

"No, it's impossible." Prince Jinwu is still roaring, or unwilling to accept the fact that he was defeated by Ye Chen, and led the Jinwu people to defeat.

"Blood debts need blood." Ye Chen pressed the palm of his hand on the heavenly cover of Jinwu prince, searching his soul in the previous life, and also devouring his blood and origin.

The scream sounded, and the body of Prince Jinwu disintegrated. Both the blood of Jinwu and the origin of Jinwu were strongly absorbed by Ye Chen, and the yuan God was on the verge of collapse.

At the end of his life and death, he realized what regret was. He should not have provoked Ye Chen, the evil star.

He had no enmity with Ye Chen, but he moved his old friend to death. Even though the ancient holy body had been destroyed, he continued to kill as soon as he died, and brought back the evil star of the killing God.

Because of the iniquity he created, he brought disaster to the Jinwu people. Even if he was in his doom, he would be cursed by them and could not be wiped out for generations to come.

When the scream was annihilated, the prince of Jinwu nationality was completely turned into fly ash and completely disappeared, with reluctance, anger and repentance.

Ye Chen was silent and stood still. Although it was a black hole, he was dazed to see many figures waving to him. All of them were the bitterness of Jinwu killing. Among them, there was the reincarnated purple haired woman, holding her infant in her arms, slowly turned around and went to the distance.

Ye Chen subconsciously raised his hand and gently waved it as a farewell. He begged for justice for her, but he could not save her. He did not know the hometown of big Chu and died without closing his eyes.

It was her eyes that made him unable to cross the road in his heart. Even his heart was cold, even his mind was twisted, and his hands were covered with blood.

He left, but did not escape from the black hole, but sneaked in the black hole, as if to use the boundless darkness to cover up his sin, stepping on the blood bone of the murderous God, his body could not help shaking.

It was only at night that he escaped from the black hole and appeared in a group of mountains, which was far away from the Cang Mang Mountain. What he wanted was this effect. He walked from the black hole and avoided Jinwu.

"It's a good harvest." Eyes in a sweep of haze, he carried out a lot of storage bags.

Indeed, they have gained a lot. From the looting of Jinwu fenge, the ransom collected, and the storage bag of the prince of Jinwu, all of these add up to a huge fortune, even more so.

"After making Jinwu, I will change Kunpeng." Taking the treasure, he turned and stepped into the darkness.

The night sky is deep, broken stars such as dust, he all the way into the ancient city, the city is also prosperous at night.

There were comments everywhere, mostly tea stalls, wine shops, monks gathered, and there were always one or two people who were not willing to be lonely. They said, "Jinwu people have suffered a lot from this loss."

"This ticket of Ye's ancestors is really beautiful." Too many people lamented, "although he died, but Jinwu is also sad enough, not to say anything else, just say the prince Jinwu."

"Bloody examples tell us that less pretending, less evil doing, more virtue and more good deeds."

"It's a pity that the ransom money can't be counted." There are also some people with a painful face, "so much money, even though the Ye family ancestor and the prince Jinwu are gone."

The discussion sound is lively, ye Chen quietly walked past, turned a few turns, and not as good as the sky net sub Pavilion.

He was still the thin old man, but he didn't lie on the chair and hum a tune as he did for the first time. Instead, he squatted on the chair, holding his hands and muttering something.

The previous information about Jinwu was sold to Ye Chen. After that, Jinwu was dried up. Sometimes he wondered whether it was a crime or not, and the Jinwu people were miserable enough."Why not do business?" Ye Chen clubbed there, his voice was old and his tone was gloomy.

"Do it, do it." The thin old man was alerted and got up in a hurry. However, when he saw Ye Chen's clothes, he felt a little familiar, but he was not sure whether he was from that day.

"The intelligence of all the overseas disciples and elders of the Kunpeng nationality, except the sub cabinet." Ye Chen light a sound, very consciously handed out a storage bag, there are 10 million yuan stone.

"Kunpeng nationality?" The thin old man was stunned. His expression was strange, and he had some doubts before. Now it is basically certain that the man in front of him is definitely the one who bought the intelligence of Jinwu before. This time, he bought the intelligence of Kunpeng nationality. His purpose is obvious.

"Speed." See thin old man son is stupefied, ye Chen sinks a voice, this words took authority.

"I'm sorry, you don't have any information about Kunpeng's foreign disciples and elders." The thin old man said with a dry smile, "in other words, all the foreign disciples and elders of their family have been recalled to the family, and all the major branches of the Kunpeng family have been removed and returned to the family."

"What's the situation?" Ye Chen eyebrows a pick, this is a bit out of his expectation.

"The Jinwu people have suffered heavy losses, and they are also afraid of it!" Thin old man Chuai Chuai hand, said also did not forget to Piao Ye Chen one eye, you ya so fierce, who dare to wander outside.

"It's a little painful." Ye Chen also Chuai hand, it is really egg pain, now is rich, want to die Kunpeng nationality, who thought that all his mother back to the nest.

"In fact, it's not all because of the Jinwu people." The thin old man continued, "the self appointed array of Kunpeng people has been opened a month ago, and it is common sense to recall foreign disciples and branch cabinet."

"Self styled?" Ye Chen frowned, which is a little tricky. God knows how long the Kunpeng people want to be self styled. He has to wait until the year of monkey to seek revenge. He is old and dead at that time.

"Except for the old nest of Kunpeng, none of the Kunpeng people in the outside world have been found?" Three or two seconds later, ye Chen looked at the thin old man again, "it doesn't matter if the number is less, as long as there is."

"Yes, there is." The thin old man said with a smile, "there are still some people in the source rock mines of the Kunpeng nationality, and there are quite a lot of them. At the moment, most of them are cleaning up and starting to return to the family."

"Source rock mine?" Ye Chen Mou is bright, that is a good place, old much money.

"Three million source stones." The thin old man was conscious that he had already brought out the information about the source rock mines of the Kunpeng family, and whether ye Chen wanted it or not, he just put it in.