"Looking for death." Zhiyang Taoist cold drink, one step across the sky, across the sky, holding the sword of emperor Zhun, cut off in the sky.

"Kill me? You deserve it Ye Chen's voice is sonorous. He rushes in front of him. He doesn't hide or dodge. He regrets with his holy body, clenches his golden fist, and shows heaven and earth in his palm.

Poof! Poof!

Fresh blood splashes, Zhiyang Taoist cuts Ye Chen's shoulder with a sword, and almost unloads Ye Chen's arm. Holy Blood stabs the eyes.

To this end, he also paid due price, by Ye Chen a punch, half of the body was beaten disabled, blood and bone flying.

"It's too... Too..." The monk was so surprised that his eyes were straight and he swallowed his mouth fiercely. He thought he was wrong.

With a hard fight, Daoist Zhiyang, the top level of Dasheng, was beaten by Ye Chen, a quasi saint, with blood dripping.

"What's the matter? When did the quasi holy level become so strong?" Too many people scratch their heads and feel dizzy.

"It's a great thing." Xizun and Zhonghuang shook their heads and laughed. They were also shocked.

"He forced the great sage back." Impatiens are also shocked, pale, hastily sacrifice out of the transmission array.

"It's impossible." The most difficult to accept or Zhiyang Taoist, hissing, shaking the sky, everywhere are ferocious.

He is a great saint! The peak of the great sage is just a little short of the emperor to be. When he holds the soldiers of the emperor, he is beaten to vomit blood by a quasi Saint level. This is a great shame.

"You've made a mistake." Ye Chen stands erect in the empty sky, the sound is like rolling thunder, which breaks the eternal sky.

Words fall, but see a golden God awn, from his sky cover rushed out, straight into the sky night, the sky poked a big hole.

His Qi and blood, like rivers and oceans, is turbulent and rolling, a pair of God's eyes, the golden light is twining, and the holy body is like gold casting, which makes people dare not look directly.

Then, taking him as the center, a visible golden ripple spread infinitely. It was the pressure. The space of the mill exploded, the empty sky of the mill collapsed, and the heaven and earth lost their color.

"To be... To be emperor." Zhiyang Taoist priest dengran turned pale.

"How... How could it be the tyranny of the emperor to be." The four friars were stunned. Their open mouth was enough to put dinosaur eggs.

"It's definitely a quasi saint. Where does it come from?"

"No wonder he has such a trump card even if he can kill 100000 Xiu." The discussion was boiling, forming a tide.

"Rooted in the holy bone, he fused the holy bone of the Eucharist." The old monks could not help but exclaim, as if they had seen through the clue, and the old man was shocked.

"The holy bone of the Eucharist?" The young monk was stunned.

"That's right. He went to Tianxu and melted the holy bone of chenzhan. The one who came out of Tianxu before was Ye Chen."

The wise man with great powers guessed out the secret.

As soon as the words were said, there was a great disturbance in the whole world.

Only then did those present understand why Ye Chen was resurrected. He must have been saved by Tianxu. He also understood why Ye Chen was so strong. It must be a combination of tianxuchen and the holy bone.

"Tianxu, a famous evil man, actually saved Ye Chen."

"Let him melt the holy bone of Chen battle. What is the relationship between Ye Chen and the forbidden area? Ye Chen is the person in the forbidden area?"

"It's unbelievable, taboo?"

Shock came and went, and the heart shuddered in doubt.

Ye Chen is too powerful, too many people on the scene can't bear it, falling in pieces, can't help kneeling down.

"I won't take part in your grudges with her." Taoist Zhiyang immediately took back the sword, turned around and walked away.

Shocked, he was also shocked. He didn't know ye Chen had such an opportunity. No wonder he dared to regret his strong sword.

With the holy bone of Dacheng holy body, he has the power of quasi emperor, and most of them are not his opponents.

He was only a great sage, not a quasi emperor, and could not resist the power of Dacheng's holy body and holy bones. If he fought again, he would drink hatred.

"Against me again and again, so you want to go?" Ye Chen lengchi, a step across the sky, under the cover of gold palm.

The power of the quasi emperor level is powerful, not to mention the power of Dacheng holy body and holy bone. The sky has collapsed before it falls.

Zhiyang Taoist was very angry, holding the sword in both hands and facing the sky.

When the Golden Palm fell down, Rao was his fighting power. His legs were bent, and his body was split, and there was blood gushing.

"Do you really want to live forever?" Zhiyang Taoist priest hissed, Qi and blood soared, and forcefully lifted the golden palm.

"Why, afraid?" Ye chenling is another palm.

"Although the holy bone is strong, if you use one point of prestige, you will be weak. Do you really want to fight with me to death?" Taoist Zhiyang waved his sword, but he still vomited blood and retreated.

"Kill you, enough." Ye Chen is blessed with magical power and secret method. There is ancient seal script circulation on the gold palm, which is more powerful.

With the blood pouring out, the body just healed by Taoist Zhiyang burst again, and the bones were crushed to pieces.

After healing again, Zhiyang Taoist priest fled immediately and offered a sacrifice at the gate of the transmission array domain. He did not dare to fight again.

"Still want to go?" Ye Chen coldly chided, moved the secret method of moving heaven and earth, and exchanged the position with that transmission domain gate.

Zhiyang Taoist turned pale and retreated quickly.However, ye Chen is faster, one step catch up, deceiving the body to come near, a word did not say, direct attack, gold fist invincible.

Most of the four monks turned their heads and couldn't bear to look again.

The holy body is invincible. If he is close to him, it is a nightmare. If it is a great saint, he can't lift his head.

In fact, Zhiyang Taoist, who was close to him, was really very sad. He was driven by Ye Chen all the way from the eastern empty sky to the western sky, without any turning over strength.

The picture is bloody, and the bloody rain is pouring, and the sky is red. The broken bones and meat are flying all over the sky, and the people who see it are terrified.

Ah!

Zhiyang roars. Every time he wants to fight back, he is beaten back by Ye Chen. He has a secret method, but he has no chance to use it.

He was really miserable. His blood and bones were dripping, and he lost his human form. His bones and flesh were exposed.

Compared with him, ye Chen is fierce, and the more dry, the fiercer, Qi and blood, seems to be inexhaustible.

The holy bone of Dacheng holy body has given him enough capital. It is true that his fists can see blood, and each blow is even more powerful.

He is like the God of war. His Qi covers the eight wastelands, and the sky collapses and the earth collapses with his bare hands.

"This... This is too fierce." Looking at the monk, fierce swallow saliva, "the great saint level peak, unexpectedly also invincible."

"I've seen a jerk. I haven't seen a jerk like him."

"Dacheng holy body can be compared with the great emperor. Is it for fun? Even if the prestige is not there, it still dominates the world."

"His life is really full of magic." The emperor took a deep breath, his eyes were full of fear.

As soon as his words fell, he heard the roar, shaking the world.

From a distance, it was a huge mountain, crushed by the falling body of Taoist Zhiyang, and the rocks were flying all over the sky.

Look at Ye Chen, standing empty sky, Wei pressure cover jiuxiao, his hand, still carrying a bloody arm.

The arm was Zhiyang's and was torn off by him.

The hand of this arm is holding the sword of burning silence emperor Zhun.

Ye Chen crushed out his arm and recaptured the zhundi sword again. With the power of holy bone, the sword power of zhundi was stronger.

Then look at Zhiyang Taoist, staggering from the rubble.

It's true that he lost his human form, and his Qi and blood were depressed. He was nearly killed all the way. He didn't know how many times his body burst.

But see his body tremble, a wisp of black light and a ray of gold from his belly fly out, is Ye Chen's immortal fire sky thunder.

Now ye Chen's powerful and powerful, with ideas to hook them, and chaos tripod, the three return together.

"I have confessed my mistake. Do you want to call again?" Zhiyang roared, glared at the sky, blood red, gnashing teeth.

"If you admit your mistake, can you let my bereaved relatives survive?" Ye Chen holds the blood burning silence, step by step, the words are still cold, with supreme pressure.

"Injustice has its head, debt has its owner. I did not kill them."

"If you had not saved the Impatiens in the West desert, my relatives would not have died miserably." Ye Chen's voice shook the sky, and his golden eyes turned into blood eyes, full of cold and cold.

"You..."

"Once and twice, I bear it, but the third time comes again. If so, I will pay the price of bleeding for your high position." Ye Chen suddenly waved and burned.

With a sword, the soldiers of emperor Zhun cut off the Xianhe River and split the heaven and earth.

Zhiyang Taoist who dare to fight, drag blood body to run away, roaring earth shaking, "do you know who I am?"

"I've offended all the nationalities in the southern region. Who else can you move out to frighten me?" Ye Chen sneers and pursues after him with his sword.

Zhiyang Taoist no longer said, burning the power of the original God, playing with children's lives to escape, no longer has the dignity of the great sage.

Indeed, it is not easy to frighten Ye Chen with whom at the moment.

Among the thousands of people in the southern region, Nine Emperor Zhun, nine Zhun Di soldiers, and millions of monks, ye Chen still killed them.

That's the big river. Compared with the wanted people of all nationalities, this time is a small ditch that is not worth mentioning.

This world is not calm, Zhiyang Taoist people stumble in front of the escape, ye Chen in the rear not slow chase.

Further back, there are those who watch the war. They all want to see the fate of Zhiyang Taoist.

Every time, the sword will be full of blood.

Zhiyang is miserable. He just escapes. He burns the power of Yuan Shen and Shouyuan. All his way is blood.

"This is retribution." Some people's words do not cover up, "previously destroyed Ye Chen, now like a bereaved dog!"

"It's right to let Zhiyang bully all sides." Too many people resent, young people and old people.

"This scene is really happy. It's better to kill Zhiyang."

"Why? Where are the Impatiens? " Someone looked around.

Focusing on the war, he ignored the cruel woman. At the moment, he had already disappeared.

"Ye Chen is so powerful that most of them have run away."

"If you think about it carefully, the blood robbery of zhutianshan mountains, the capture of many deities, the destruction of many families, the slaughter of 100000 monks just now, and the pursuit of Taoist Zhiyang today are all caused by her, and she ran away.""At the moment, many people are waiting for her to clear up her troubles, because there are so many people waiting for her to be killed."

"If I were ye Chen, I would have killed her first. Now that I have run away, it is difficult to find another one."

"Can you think that the holy body Ye Chen would not have thought of?"

"In my opinion, ye Chen has already set up a ban. No matter where the Impatiens flee, they can be caught. Otherwise, they will not be allowed to escape." An old man held his hand.