Chapter 1653

Ye Chen was beaten, and his whole body was covered with footprints, which was extremely miserable.

That gang of bitches left, swearing, it's a ghost day, waiting for a night, Leng is nothing to wait for.

Before leaving, the basic will look at Ye Chen with a black face, and then look at Bear Er Tuo with black lines on his face.

Last night, nothing happened in the Jade Maiden peak. All the bets were lost to Xiong Er, the banker who killed thousands of knives.

"You are still good to me." Xiong Er squatted on the ground and patted Ye Chen, smiling without face or skin.

After that, the goods ran away, for fear of Ye Chen's goods, another voice: daughter-in-law, someone beat me.

I still remember that the day before yesterday, those beauties almost didn't kill him and cast a shadow on him.

However, this night did not wait, as a bookmaker, is the biggest winner, more than 10 million yuan stone income.

A group of disciples helped Ye Chen to his feet. He felt pity for their master. He was beaten every day.

"Fool, don't you feel sick?" Wake up, ye Chen a throat howling domineering side leakage, do not know why, was dry, a gang of bitches also started to hate.

For ye Chen scolded, no one responded, the gang of bitches have been lying on the bed, snoring big sleep, too tired.

Ye Chen big face Qi black, limped up the mountain.

I wanted to find a place to study the book of heaven. Who would have thought that there would be such a book in the early morning.

As soon as a farce came and went, hengyuezong fell into the calm of the past and everything was in order.

Ye Chen simply stayed on the mountain, buried his head to understand the book of heaven.

The women are also free to study the elixir of eternal youth. Sometimes they take a glance at the accumulated Hehuan powder. If you eat too much, you will die.

It was another quiet night, and all was quiet.

On the Jade Maiden peak, there is a fairy light flying to the sky.

Ye Chen is advanced. When he is immersed in reading the wordless heavenly book, he breaks through the empty realm of spirit and the nether world.

He is still sitting under the ancient tree, put down the wordless book of heaven, and took out the small mirror, staring at.

The mirror is bright, reflecting all things, but not his human appearance, as if he did not exist in the world.

"I should have understood that I am still a dead man, wandering between heaven and earth in the form of a living man."

Ye Chen laughs at himself, meditates, has guessed the root, in the smile, with the ancient desolation.

Although he didn't know what kind of magic power the king of man used to make him live like this, his destiny would come to an end.

This robbery, he can not escape, dust is home.

He looked up at the stars quietly, but could not see his life star.

There is no trace of him in this world, just like the mirror, which can't show his face. Everything is vain.

He has long been indifferent to life and death. Death is not terrible. What is terrible is that many long cherished wishes can not be achieved before death.

His state of mind, in sublimation, in life and death nirvana, in the struggle of silence, touched on another way.

The realm of the empty and the underworld broke through again, and suddenly rushed into the quasi heaven realm, and then killed into the heaven realm.

This advanced speed, see the ethereal world two old also surprised, this guy is open hang to come!

Can be surprised, he two people also can't help sighing.

In the past three years, no matter what level he reached, even the emperor would not escape the death of Jiuyou.

The emperor of the great Chu Dynasty, he is the most amazing one, but also the most tragic one, was teased by fate.

In silence, in the deep of the distant starry sky, we suddenly see thousands of brilliance and many ancient visions interweave and dance together.

That piece of starry sky, was dyed gorgeous, attracted the attention of all quarters, such a vision, there is a blood against the sky.

What's more strange is that there are too many dead stars in the sky, so there is more vitality, and plants break through the earth.

"Such visions, son of the earth?" The two old men of heaven and earth looked at each other from afar, as if they recognized what kind of blood was born. They were absolutely against the heaven.

"This is an extraordinary time." In the sky, too.

The son of the earth, the blood and all living beings are in harmony. The land of Da Chu was once a statue before the endless years.

At that time, it was earlier than that of the emperor of Chu. After his death, blood and bones became the spiritual pulse of the earth, which was found by later generations.

In the past years, the Xuanzong of the great Chu split up, and Zhengyang sect established its Sect on the spiritual pulse of the earth, and its strength was superior to the other two.

Because of the spiritual pulse of the earth, ye Chen and Haotian's family have not yet drawn a section of cause and effect. Everything is a mistake.

"The birth of the son of the earth indicates another golden trend." The emperor of the moon speaks softly, and he is also looking out from the sky.

"Or maybe it's a catastrophe." The emperor of Chu took a deep breath, and his eyes were filled with worry.

"Bring the child here." East Huang too heart orders a way.

"Don't go." The ethereal voice was passed down to Jiuyou, and the gods of the heavenly swords were revealed. The white clothes and white hair seemed like banished immortals.

"I was taken away when I went." Sword Shinto.

"Your speed is the first in all the days. Is there anyone else who is faster than you?" The emperor was surprised. It was unbelievable."How large are the myriad regions in the heavens, and how many are crouching tigers, hidden dragons." The sword God shook his head with a smile, "I can't find that breath. I only know that it's a person who can penetrate the whole world."

When the word of sword mythology fell, it was heard that the world was shocked and the sky was trembling. The sound was spread from the southern regions of xuanhuang continent.

There are also big families who have been released, and they are not one.

In the southern region, there are three majestic Xianshan mountains, which fall down in succession. They are very vast and wild, and spread to xuanhuang.

When you look at them, you can see what kind of people they are. They are Baqi, fengdiao and Shenpeng. They are very powerful.

"It's been a long time waiting for you." The king of war set foot on the sky and went straight to xuanhuang, carrying the sky axe. He was extremely overbearing.

The rest of the eight emperors, also like xianmang, each one of them carried the soldiers of the extreme Dao emperor, and the heaven and the universe were shaking.

"The soldiers of the nine emperors are not allowed to leave the great Chu for too long. Please take your time." Dong Huang Tai's heart spread a divine sense.

"It won't take long to push it all the way." The ninth emperor echoed.

In the southern region of xuanhuang, there are many fairy mountains, and three ethnic groups come back one after another.

Among the ten thousand nationalities in the southern regions, these three tribes are considered as great families. All of them have Jidao emperor soldiers. The imperial power spreads in all directions, and the heaven and earth lose their color.

"It's not my family." Kunlun ancient city, Kui Niu, etc. are so popular that they just want to curse their mother and have stomachache.

"Only three clans have been released?" Looking at the southern region from afar.

"Without exception, they are all enemies of the holy body. Will the nine extremely cruel people in the heaven court of Chu be killed again?"

"In 80% of the time, the nine peaks of emperor Zhun and the nine soldiers of Jidao emperor can't bear the attack."

"Who killed my son." In the sound of the discussion, the eight Qi emperor was furious, cold to the bone.

"Who killed my son." Feng Diao Huang is also angry, extremely Dao Diwei wantonly covers the world.

"Who killed my son." God Peng Huang stands in the sky, the king comes to the sky, and his angry voice rings through the empty sky.

The three families howl loudly, but the ancestors of the three families frown tightly, look up at the ethereal, and perceive the powerful existence.

The nine emperors were revealed, one word in line, the gas cover eight famine.

The three races were all shocked, and the ancestors also stepped back, "Nine... Nine Emperor Zhun, nine... Nine Jidao emperor soldiers."

I have been self appointed for a hundred years. I have just returned to see this battle.

"So these days have changed?"

All the three families are afraid and open the border of protecting the clan. They are also afraid of this line-up and absolutely suppress their fighting power.

"I'll tell you! The nine great masters of Chu will surely come. " The monks from all directions gathered and looked at the southern region from afar.

"This time, there will be a mountain of bones and a river of blood."

"Who are these people who are wanted by all the nationalities in the past? They are all very strong. In order to pursue a holy body, they have also moved Nine Emperor soldiers, nine quasi emperors and countless powerful men."

"The cause and effect has its own retribution. It can only be said that it is not the right time for them to return. If all the nationalities are present, the nine ferocious people have to weigh it. After all, the wanzu are not vegetarians."

Under the attention of all the people, the Nine Emperors moved. In groups of three or three, one group went to the Baqi nationality and the other to the Shenpeng nationality. The battle was really huge.

Immediately, the roar sounded. The three clans were attacked in any order. Although the border between the three clans was strong, it was difficult to resist the joint bombardment of the three emperors. It was just a decoration.

"You and I have no injustice or hatred. You have been deceiving people too much." The ancestors of the three clans all roared and took charge of their own Imperial troops.

"Ye Chen." The Nine Emperors of the great Chu only revealed this name.

"Ye... Ye Chen?" The eyes of the old people are all narrowed, and the pupils of the three generations are also highlighted.

Two words, better than countless explanations, tacit, these nine cruel people, is to revenge Ye Chen.

But they were shocked and shocked by Ye Chen's identity. They actually had nine quasi emperors, holding nine Jidao soldiers to help him out.

At this moment, no matter how stupid people, can also think of how terrible Ye Chen's identity is, and what kind of existence they have provoked. Such a change makes people unprepared.

"He killed the crown prince of my family, and his gratitude and resentment have been cleared up. You really have to live forever." The ancestors of the three ethnic groups were furious.

Nine Emperors do not speak, do more fierce, no one has pity.

The bones of the three tribes have become mountains, and the blood has become a river.

Absolute suppression of combat power is a unilateral massacre.

Even if there are emperor soldiers to protect us, we also have them. There are nine, three to one, and we will kill you.

The sky in the southern regions was covered with blood mist and became bloody.

The spectators were terrified, which was more frightening than the destruction of the four clans. The Nine Emperors swept all the way, and no one could stop them.

The expedition without suspense will have the result without suspense.

All three clans were destroyed. No matter whether they were ancestors or disciples, they became a ghost under the emperor's authority.

On the deathbed of life and death, people of the three ethnic groups are all cursing.

Who are you scolding? Since they scold their own prince, if they did not provoke Ye Chen, the whole family would not be implicated.

The inheritance of the emperor's way! Endless years, a move to destroy.

As the descendants of the emperor, what kind of face do they have to meet their ancestors and ancestors, and what kind of face they have to meet their ancestors.When the three clans were destroyed, no one could escape. Only the soldiers of the three tribes fled far away, and the nine emperors could not stop them.

A world war, come fast, go faster.

From the beginning of the war to the collapse of the three clans, it took only half an hour before and after. This speed made xuanhuang all frightened.

Some people prayed to themselves that if all the nationalities in the southern regions were released, they would come back together in groups. Otherwise, one or two or three races would not be able to resist the Nine Emperors' peerless attack.

Those nine people were too cruel, and they all carried the extremely Dao emperor soldiers.