Chapter 1706

The spectators below all polished their eyes and came to the spirit.

More than two thousand merits, what amount, absolute gambling,

everyone wants to see ye Chen, who can fly the quasi Saint zombie, and can't beat the saint zombie.

Many people have taken out the memory crystal stone and want to print down the next picture, which can be used to show off.

The head of the stage is sitting upright. His old eyes are bright and bright, and there is a trace of cunning passing by.

This sage zombie is the trump card at the bottom of the box.

They are not ordinary zombies. They are domineering in flesh, powerful in secret arts, and have the fighting power of a hard steel king. They are absolutely ferocious.

There is no reason why such a zombie will lose if it hits the emperor's territory.

In other words, he can win back the merits he has lost. He will not only win back, but also earn more than 1000 more.

Not far away, Zhao Yun has found a comfortable place, hands around, leaning against a pillar, watching with interest.

Looking at Ye Chen, he looked pitifully at the master.

After the war, the owner of the station may spit blood.

All saints are not necessarily Ye Chen's opponents, let alone a zombie. There is no suspense in this battle.

"Saint level, it should be very resistant to fighting." On the battle platform, ye Chen gave a breath to the wolf toothed stick and wiped it with snow.

Man is the holy body of the ancient times. Without any pressure, he first condenses the spirit and then melts the holy bone. He is born with the capital of skipping the level to fight.

"Fight." The leader of Taiwan suddenly rose and ordered.

The words fall, then see that the sage zombie moved, the hand pinches the secret method, self evolution supernatural power, there is a turn between the palm circulation.

His palm, launched a sea of blood, in which there is a blood dragon roaring, set off the waves, to drown Ye Chen.

It's a terrible secret. The sea of blood is strange, and it has the power of blocking and swallowing. It's a general move in the imperial realm and turns ash on the spot.

But the problem is, ye Chen is not the general imperial level.

Zombies attack domineering, he is also very fierce, the mace into a magic sword, a sword cut out of the immortal River, split the zombie blood sea.

When the zombies attack again, a dark light is emitted from the brow, which is aimed at the yuan God. It is extremely cold and desolate.

Ye Chen sneers, nine God war instant unity, lingering thunder, through the void space, the power to destroy.

The dark light to the God's awn, the two collide, there is a clang sound, rub a bright spark, shake two people to take out Venus.

The zombie Ming light is defeated, is crushed by the God Shang God awn.

However, the zombie does not have the original God, the God Shang God mang can not do harm to him, only in the center of the eyebrow, shed a bloodstain.

The blood of the zombie is green, and the eyebrow overflows with a stream, but it flows back in an instant, and the wound is healed.

This domineering resilience, let the spectators shocked, Saint level zombies, originally terrible, plus the resilience, more frightening.

What they are even more astonished is Ye Chen's fighting power. He can break the attacks one after another, and still have the upper hand. How strong should he be.

The leader of the stage is not calm. He looks down on Ye Chen again.

This imperial level is full of weird things.

Somehow, he suddenly had a bad premonition that the sage zombie would lose and he would lose his merits.

Thinking of this, he gave the zombie a death order, "no matter what price, I will kill him."

The Zombie's aura becomes stronger in an instant, and the body is wriggling. It is pulled up a lot, and the armor is broken and covered with ghost patterns.

His fingernails, become extremely long, there is a forest light flashing, many secret methods coagulate a finger, straight to Ye Chen eyebrow heart stab.

"You're far from it." Ye Chen you smile, pedal too empty, avoid the zombie a finger, instantly around its back.

This guy didn't say a word, but he would smash it when he raised his mallet.

Zombie in the move, the head was hit by a stick, almost burst, there is blood spatter, but the wound healed, very fast.

Oh, ye Chen is in a good mood. He knows how frightening this stick is. He didn't blow the head of a zombie.

In the hands of the zombies, there is a fighting dagger.

It's a ghost's howl, and it's full of ghosts.

The zombie aura becomes stronger, wields the battle sword, penetrates.

Ye Chen is very urine, with the saint body hard regret, a stick of zombies stagger, pedaling backward, trampling on the battle platform behind him.

Zombies have no thought, only attack and attack. After stabilizing their body shape, they come back again, spit out fine fire and turn into a sea of fire.

"It will be a lot." Ye Chen's mouth slightly tilted and his heart moved, calling for the chaos world vision and the golden God sea.

The vision interweaves with the divine sea, which is majestic and floods the sea of fire.

"What a vision this is." People below were surprised.

"Such a huge vision, what kind of way did he build it?"

"Golden Qi and blood, he is the holy body of ancient times." The head of the stage showed a startled look, as if he had recognized Ye Chen's domineering blood.

"Chaos." Zhao Yun picks eyebrow, also showed a surprised strange color, "they this universe, the result is a large number of talented people."The sound of astonishment and rumble made the mountain tremble.

When you go to see it again, you can see that ye Chen holds a leg of the zombie and smashes it on the platform, and the rubble collapses instantly.

Fall, ye Chen's consistent method of playing, often used in the sun, to fight zombies in the underworld, also fell the thief smooth.

Then look at the zombie. The flesh is cracked and green blood is splashing.

He also wanted to attack, but before a secret method was used, he was thrown up by Ye Chen's brute and hit the battle platform.

The mountain top trembles again, and the battle platform directly collapses, and the scene is in chaos.

One after another, there is a scene of lawlessness. The sage zombies, by Ye Chen's beast, hit the ground again and again, without stopping.

This picture is really frightening. At the bottom of the scene, the eyes of a large and small ghosts are straight. Every time ye Chen falls, their heart beats once. They have never seen such a natural nature.

The head of the stage also twitched his mouth. He had heard of the fame of the ancient holy body, but he was still shocked.

Xu was so noisy that people from other hills in the gambling arena were also shocked and gathered like a tide to climb the mountain.

The number of people is not small, one by one stand full of four empty sky, big ghost, little ghost and ghost king have different forms.

When they saw this scene, they were petrified on the spot.

"Who is this man! Is it a saint zombie

"When did the underworld come out of such a powerful empire?"

"Is it the one who slaughtered the dragon in the evil sea?"

"With a mask, I can't see the real face clearly, but the fighting power is so strong that it is obviously the one who slaughtered the dragon in the evil sea."

"The holy body of antiquity." The audience, as well as many other hosts, were shocked to see this scene.

Who can be a master in a gambling arena.

As a general of the underworld, I know more about it. In the underworld, there is a sacred body of ancient antiquity, which is honored as the emperor of the underworld.

But they were very surprised that there was a king in the underworld, and there was a second holy body in ancient times, which was more than expected.

I don't know when the roar disappeared and the war was over.

Ye Chen adjusted the collar and put it to take care of his hair.

As for his opponent Saint zombie, lying in the pit, there is no human shape, has become a lump, was broken into a disabled.

Quiet, strange quiet, all people are looking at Ye Chen, such as looking at monsters, he is evil, too overbearing.

"I won, merit." Thousands of silence, even if is interrupted by Ye Chen, looking at the host happily.

The old face of the host twitched and opened his mouth. His face turned black again.

Did I eat dog poop today? Luck so back to meet the ancient holy body, lost once, lost the second time.

What's more, losing more and more miserably, adding up to more than 3000 merits, how many years does it take for Laozi to earn.

In his heart, he slapped himself in the mouth.

Self seeking, this is self seeking, can not blame others.

Previously, he didn't have enough money, so he wanted to come again, but he was very good. He said that his merits and virtues could reach the hell stone and dragged him back.

OK! After these two battles, more than 3000 merits have been lost.

"Here! I don't want to be a liar. " The people down there were shouting.

It's hard to lose money in the ordinary days. It's his mother's holding fire? It's really nice to see the master lose his merits and virtues.

The hosts of other hills all grinned.

This does not listen to do not know, a listen to startle, did not know that the bet is so large, such a number of merit, it is very frightening.

Many people have already remembered Ye Chen secretly. The goods are fierce. You should be on guard. They will be there one day.

Gambling, gambling, gambling is who hanging, such a man, sage zombies can do, who can beat him.

Under the attention of the audience, the host took out his merit book.

It was a face of tangled and flesh pain, that finger row down, two thousand merit lost, on the spot cry.

Ye Chen held the book of merit and virtue and stared at it for a long time.

Looking at the number of nearly 5000 above, I'm really excited. If it's more than 5000, I'll be able to save the merit of ascending to the throne.

At that time, he can go to the judge and ask for a customs clearance document, and the spirit of Chu can be seen.

Thinking of this, he threw the merit book into the air and said, "all of them, come on, keep going."

"Go away." The head of the stage howled with a loud voice.

Come on, do you have a little bit of public morality? If there are so many battle platforms, you will catch me alone and face the death pit?

After losing more than 3000 merits in the two wars, Laozi almost fell to the throne. After hundreds of years of hard work, you are all in a good mood.

Laozi, there is no holy King zombie. Otherwise, I will bring it out and beat you. Your merits and virtues will win you glory.

Ye Chen coughs and laughs. He collects his merit book.

It's really hard. If you go on gambling, you can't keep your God's position. You can't be too realistic.So they looked at the rest of the mountain.

At this point, those Taiwan masters can't help but scratch the corners of their mouths.

I recognize you. Don't try to make trouble with us.

It doesn't matter if you lose three or five thousand stones. You can't lose merit.

This is a bloody example. We don't want to follow his example. You can stay cool.

The corner of Ye Chen's mouth also twitches, a group of old guys Ming will, such as guard against thieves, this feeling, can't be good.

Zhao Yun wants to smile, waves his hand, beckons Ye Chen, and signals him to leave quickly, otherwise he will be beaten.

Ye Chen is also aware of the Yin wind behind her.