Xuanhuang Zhongzhou, zhutianshan.

A sea of people.

Looking away from afar, the eyes are full of human shadow, covering the sky and earth.

In front of the various Tianshan Mountains, the wanzhang stone platform is located, stained with blood, locked reincarnation, each miserable.

At the moment, they are all like the prisoners to be executed. They are bloody and dishevelled. They are criticized by the world. They are despicable and have no dignity.

Hengyue real man raised his head difficultly, dim old eyes blurred, and looked at the ugly faces quietly.

"Is this the life that we fight to protect?" Hengtian people's old eyes are tearful, and their smiles are sad.

All reincarnations are silent, indignant and desolate.

Now it's a big irony.

Once upon a time, they fought to the death and built a bloody Great Wall for the people of all regions with their flesh and blood.

They died in battle, but they also succeeded. They defended the gates of heaven and protected all living beings. However, no one remembered their kindness and wanted to send them to the netherworld.

"Die and die." Hengyue real man with tears in his smile and hoarse voice, "never drag Ye Chen down."

"Not yet. Kill another one." Cold laughter sounded, from the Impatiens, pop up a ray of fairy light.

Immediately, the blood flower blooms, a reincarnated person is destroyed.

Reincarnation people are red eyes, want to resist, but can not move, had to watch their loved ones were killed, the wisps of blood, heartbreaking.

"It's boring. It's boring." Shenzi Shenzi smiles and lies on the throne. He turns his thumb to pull his finger, flicks his finger at Xianguang, and cuts a person.

"I can't wait." Xianzu, Shenzi and others laugh and abuse, and their eyes are full of bloodthirsty,

"what about the holy body? I haven't come yet. " Looking at the blood drenched stone platform, the four sides are restless, words come and go one after another.

"If he doesn't come again, his old friend will be destroyed by the regiment."

"The holy body is not afraid! Dare not come? "

"Is the holy body afraid?" Some people sneer, "from the xuanhuang Xinghai to the West moling mountain, which time has he ever counselled?"

"Xianzu Shenzi and others have done too much." The old monk sighed, "the means are too despicable."

Bang!

In the sound of the four sides' discussion, suddenly heard a great tremor of Xu Tian.

Here it is!

Together, they stood up and looked at the distance. Their mouths were filled with a smile of abuse, and their eyes were gloomy.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The sound of thumping continued, slow and rhythmic.

Listen carefully and you will know that it is the sound of walking.

Xu's body is as heavy as a mountain, so that every time the sole of his foot lands, he will step on the turbulent world.

The four sides were astonished and looked to find the source.

But see the horizon, clouds rolling, murderous.

There, there is an old man stepping on the sky. His Taoist robe is strong, his white hair is flying, and his spirit is like a real immortal.

"Is that the holy body?" Some people couldn't help being surprised.

"Such magnificent Qi and blood is undoubtedly the holy body of ancient antiquity."

"I haven't seen you for a few days. How can I be so old?" Many people were stunned, some of them were shocked.

"What's more, he has become a quasi saint." The old men stroked their beards and their eyebrows wrinkled.

Under the attention of the public, the holy body Ye Chen comes from the sky.

Looking at the reincarnated people locked on the stone platform, his eyes are full of tears, and the holy body trembles.

That's the hometown people! It was so miserable at the moment.

Towering anger, leisurely and born, in order to resist the demons, the great Chu friars nearly lost the whole army.

But now, the people they guard treat them like this. How can they not be angry or cold hearted.

"Go, go." Immortal Hengtian, immortal Hengyue, and all the reincarnated people who are locked are yelling with the last strength.

They are disabled people. They will die when they die. They can't drag Ye Chen down. He shoulders the long cherished wish of Da Chu.

At the moment, they would like Ye Chen to be a shrinking turtle. No one will blame him or refuse to blame him.

"I will save you." Ye Chen smiles with tears and looks up at the impatiens. The tears in his eyes turn into blood and slowly condense into ice.

"I think you want to be a shrinking turtle for a lifetime." Xianzu Shenzi smile, high above, overlooking Ye Chen, Xian Mou is full of abuse.

"You and I have a grudge, you and I end, let them go." Ye Chen faint a sound, calm frightening.

"It depends on whether you listen or not." "Fengxian ferocious smile," hand over my family's Phoenix immortal imperial. "

"Since I'm here, I won't go. Let people go first." Ye Chen's words are plain, and his eyes flash with cold light.

"Still disobedient." With a grim smile, the Impatiens popped out a wisp of fairy light at random, and penetrated the head of a reincarnated man, who was killed on the spot.

"Impatiens." Ye Chen is furious and murderous. He wants to kill him on the stone platform, but he sees the Phoenix pop up and another reincarnation is pierced through his head.

"There is a limit to this princess's patience." The angel of the Phoenix's mouth slightly cocked, comfortably wriggles the neck, the fingertip immortal light lingers, "do not want them to die, then hand over the Phoenix immortal imperial, otherwise I will go mad."Ye Chen's eyes are red with blood, the veins on his forehead are exposed one by one, his fists clench tightly, and blood overflows between his fingers.

Kill the Impatiens like this, don't think of giving him a chance.

If only Impatiens were alone, he would not be so passive. It is strange that there are many powerful gods here.

Most of all, reincarnations are in their hands, not one or two, but hundreds of relatives.

By the way of heaven, he can save one or two of them, but the rest of the reincarnated people will be buried here.

"Hand in or not." Impatiens smile more ferocious.

"I can hand it in, but let some people go first." Ye Chen kills the opportunity to overflow, stares at the impatiens.

"You... Have no bargaining capital with me." Impatiens smile, stretched out a slender jade finger, fairy awn lingering, aiming at a reincarnation.

"I'll... Hand it in." Ye Chen immediately roared, a ray of fairy light shot from the center of his brow and turned into a Phoenix.

"That's right." The Impatiens waved and branded it on the sea of God. They looked very happy.

"Let go." Ye Chen was angry.

"Don't worry." Soul clan God son licked the scarlet tongue, "your chaos big Ding, this king is very like."

"And the sword of the emperor to be." The burial of the son of God, Tiancan, and xueshangzi laughed one after another.

"Your Holy Spirit."

"Your heart and blood."

"Your secret of moving heaven and earth."

"Your storage bag."

Many gods opened their mouths one after another, laughing grimly.

A word, infinite resounding in the empty sky.

"I will go, this is to carve up the holy body of the ancient wasteland." "It's too cruel," he said

"If ye Chen had made it, he would have no more to rely on."

"Do you say the sacrament will be handed in?"

"Probably not. It's not worth it for a group of disabled people."

"They, the fairies and the gods, set out to destroy the holy body." The old monk sighed, "naked threat."

"Go, go." Hengyue immortal and reincarnated people roared again, hysterically.

They know ye Chen, and he attaches great importance to love. Even though they have become disabled people, ye Chen will still make friends for him.

Heavy affection, is his advantage, but also fatal cover door, for the sake of relatives, he is more crazy than anyone else.

"Ye Chen, what about your decision?" All the gods all smile and look at Ye Chen below with great interest.

Their fingertips are haunted by cold gods.

If ye Chen doesn't make friends with each other, they will kill Ye Chen's old friends mercilessly. A group of waste people are all ants.

Ye Chen is full of blood, the God sea is humming long, one by one bloody reincarnation, has let him lose his wisdom, his mind is blinded by blood.

After all, his eyebrow, there is a fairy light flashing.

The next moment, the tripod flew out, humming and trembling.

"It's a real deal." The people from all directions were in an uproar.

Soul family God son laughed, can't wait to receive chaos Ding, a pair of God eyes, full of hot light.

If ye Chen had not heard of it, an immortal light was emitted from his body. It was the sword of emperor Zhun. The sword clanged and the emperor's power was flying.

Then, there is a group of magic light, which is the devil's heart and blood.

The next step is to store bags and move the heaven and earth.

He is really crazy. After paying these things, he is still alive and has drawn out the origin of the ancient holy body.

This time, the eyes of the four sides brightened, and their breath gasped. It was the origin of the holy body, which was a God against heaven!

However, ye Chen does not hesitate to push out the origin of the holy body, which is brilliant and surging.

His body faltered, his breath plummeted, and he almost fell to Zhunsheng. Originally, he was old, but now he was even older, and he was also dim.

At the moment, he is no longer the holy body, but an ordinary blood, and no longer the tyrannical pressure of the holy body blood.

"It's wonderful." A group of deities enjoy their faces and carve up Ye Chen's treasures. They are very happy.

"Let go." Ye Chen has bleeding from the corner of his mouth and looks up.

"What's the rush?" Xianzu Shenzi said with a faint smile, "you should know what the king wants."

Ye Chen did not speak, and the fairy son tacit.

The God son of Xianzu covets six immortal eyes.

He raised his hand, touched it to his left eye and pulled it out.

Blood spatter, along Ye Chen's face drips down, each wisp is dazzling, looks the person to draw the cold air.

"Xianzu's eyes, return to you Xianzu." Ye Chen's voice was hoarse, and he threw out his immortal eyes, which only helped him to make a fortune against heaven, left him again.

He would not think that it would be sad or ironic to return Xianyan in this situation.

Xianzu Shenzi breath, can't wait to take next, put in the palm, double eyes hot.

Six immortal eyes, this is the six immortal eyes, the supreme eye pupil of the Xianzu, the immortal eye he dreams of."It's six fairy eyes." The four friars were shocked, and many people recognized the eye pupil against the sky.

"My God! Ye Chen has the immortal eyes of the Xianzu. "

"No wonder it's so strong, no wonder it can escape again and again, all because of the overbearing immortal eye."

"It's not a fairy. He doesn't have six immortal eyes."

"It's a wonderful feeling." In the discussion, Xianzu Shenzi has integrated the origin of immortal eyes into his left eye, enjoying all his face. The power of six immortal eyes made him excited and excited.

"Let go." Ye Chen vomited blood again, and his breath was dispirited.

As long as the reincarnated people are safe and sound, he will have a chance to turn the tables and take back many of the treasures he has handed in.

even though he has lost the origin of the holy body and many treasures, even if he has fallen into the quasi saint, even if he does not have the six immortal eyes, he still has strong confidence to counter attack one game.

"To save them, kneel down and beg me!" At the moment, the ugly face of the Phoenix is extremely ugly.

Ye Chen is silent, legs bent, bang a kneeling on the ground, low proud head.

For a moment, his figure was bleak and his old body was bent.

The holy body of ancient antiquity is so unbearable at the moment.

Four people look at the sigh, can not help but marvel at Ye Chen's courage, also can not help but sigh Ye Chen's stupidity.

Ah!

Reincarnated people are like crazy general, crazy roar, blood and tears.

That's Ye Chen! The emperor of heaven who covers the eight wastelands and the emperor of Chu who looks down on the world like a dog kneels down for the sake of them.

Ha ha ha!

The Impatiens laughed, and the fairy gods also laughed, laughing recklessly, "Ye Chen, you also have today, just like a dog."

"Let go." Ye Chen or that sentence, a language hoarse.

"Let go?" The sons and daughters of the gods on the throne showed two rows of white teeth, twinkling with gloomy light, and their eyes were cruel and bloodthirsty.

Wisps of cold fairy awns shot from their fingertips to the reincarnated people locked in bronze pillars.

The picture is bloody, one by one, blooming one by one. Each one is a fresh life.

"They all died because of you." Unbridled laughter, resounding through the sky, gloomy and abnormal.

Ye Chen's body trembled, eyes highlighted, full of blood, the blooming blood flowers, full of his eyes, hundreds of people, no life.

Suddenly, his pupils turned black at the speed visible to the naked eye; his white hair turned to blood at the speed visible to the naked eye; and the blood flowing in his body turned black at the speed visible to the naked eye.

Blood relay limit, open!