Chapter 1837

"Rats." When ye Chen drinks, he shakes the eight wastelands, grasps the heaven and earth, performs the Taoism, and destroys the heaven by dozens of holy kings.

The picture is so impressive that the sky is full of radiance, which is full of scarlet blood.

The bloody God of war is full of evil spirit. The golden dragon is crying and howling. He has a body and is bloody.

"Good." Looking at the blood mist all over the sky, Renxiu couldn't help cheering, and hissed and yelled, which made the earth shaking. Not only the younger generation, but also the old monks were excited.

"No, it's impossible." The ninth Prince of the golden dragon was still retreating, full of panic and stumbling.

Retreating, he then turned to run, ye Chen strong, far beyond expectations, at the moment do not run, will be destroyed.

"Where to go." Hum, he ran straight to the Milky way.

The nine princes of the Golden Dragon were attacked. They were killed and flew out. The fresh blood splashed all over the sky, and every trace was dazzling.

Surprisingly, the man was not killed by a sword. After holding his body, he continued to flee.

Ye Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, and he was staring at the ninth Prince of Jinjiu. His sword was so powerful that he could severely damage a great saint Jinjiu, but he failed to kill the ninth Prince of Jinjiu.

At the moment of reincarnation, he can break the clue, all because of the body protecting immortal light of the ninth Prince of the golden dragon, which was laid down by the emperor to be.

90% of the power of the previous sword was blocked by the body protecting immortal light. Otherwise, the ninth Prince of the golden dragon would die.

"Let's go, Prince." In a moment of trance, a great saint Jinjiu killed him and applied the taboo secret method. Instead, he was loyal and wanted to fight for precious time for the ninth Prince of Jinhe.

"He can't go." Ye Chen rebukes coldly and shrinks to an inch. He dodges the killing and continues to pursue the king's son.

The ninth Prince of the Golden Dragon looked frightened. How dare he stay? He sacrificed himself to the transmission array and wanted to escape from the heaven by this method.

Ye Chen's eyes are like a torch. Although the ninth Prince of Jinjiu escapes into the transmission channel, he can't escape his six samsara eyes. He can find the exact position of that man very accurately.

Since he found it, how could he escape? With a sword, he cut off the sky, cut open the channel, and forced out the guy.

"Help me, grandfather help me." The ninth Prince of the Golden Dragon roars, burning Shouyuan to improve his own speed.

"No one can save you." Ye Chen's cold light shoots everywhere. His murderous spirit is towering. He chases and kills all the way, and the sky is rolling.

"Save the prince." Behind him, the strong men of jinni clan, hula, ye Chen is chasing, and they are also chasing.

"Follow me." Renxiu is not idle. He has a memory crystal in his hand. He wants to see the tragic death of the ninth Prince of the Golden Dragon. If you have nothing to do with it, you can have a look.

A chase, a kill, make the dark night, lively.

More people came to see the scene and scratched their heads one after another, "who's wearing the mask! How dare you kill the prince of golden dragon with such recklessness. "

"If there are so bold people, who will be there besides the dust night?"

"Dust night landed?" Anyone who hears it is astonished.

"It's a cow! The six clans of Honghuang are guarding the xuanhuang coast. They can all run in. " I'm sorry.

And the matter of landing in the dust night also spread all over the world in an instant.

Hearing this, the six ethnic groups in Honghuang were stunned at first and then bombed collectively. However, they did not know that they had landed.

Face, red. Naked face, Emperor soldiers are invited, but did not block people, Honghuang again face lost.

"Kill." The quasi emperor of the poor Qi nationality was angry, and he was the first to start, carrying the extremely Dao emperor's utensils, and went straight to the hinterland of the western desert.

"Kill." The other five clans also drank furiously. Their eyes were red and their faces were ferocious, as if they were a devil.

The six clans are vast and mighty, and the six emperors and soldiers are so powerful that the mountains collapse one after another.

Not only they, but also the Honghuang people in the northern mountains, southern regions and Zhongzhou of xuanhuang also swarmed into the western desert of xuanhuang.

The sky and the sky are covered by clouds and the sky.

Rolling murderous air makes the West desert turbulent and humming.

This is not a war, but it is even more war. The scale of the battle is rare in the world, and it is a shock in all directions.

In the copper furnace, xizun wakes up and his mouth is still overflowing with blood.

His face was ruddy, his breath was well proportioned, his heart was connected, and his broken life was on fire again.

All this is due to Kui Niu and Li Changsheng.

When ye Chen was fighting, they condensed the magnificent origin of the Honghuang people, poured them into his body, and remolded the Taoist roots for him. At the moment, the foundation was more powerful.

"Where is this?" Xizun opened his mouth, his voice was hoarse and decadent, his mouth was full of stubble and his eyes were dim.

"In a magic instrument," Kui Niu handed over a wine pot.

"You... Kui Niu?" Xizun was stunned. He was the pride of xuanhuang. How could he not know Kui Niu.

Speaking of, there are still some grudges between the two people. They have fought more than once, but they are both small skirmishes and do not know each other.

However, Kui Niu should have died long ago and was killed by the ninth Prince of Taowu. He was also present at that time, but he saw it with his own eyes.But now, looking at the living Kui Niu in front of his eyes, how he is not shocked, feel that everything is quite untrue.

"I'm still alive. No surprise." Kui Niu grinned.

"Surprise... Surprise." Xizun was stunned and dizzy. With his wisdom, his mind became a paste.

"There are more surprises." Kui Niu points to the outside of the copper furnace.

Xizun followed and saw that he was chasing Ye Chen, carrying a sword to kill the ninth Prince of Jinyu family.

He remembered that it was the young man with the ghost mask who killed the stone platform and cut off the chain that hung him.

Can he doubt, he memory, from no such person, helpless, he had to look at Kui Niu, "he is who."

"Dust night." Kui Niu shrugged and took a sip of wine.

"Is he the night of dust?" Xizun was surprised that the most popular one in these days was the dust night. He specialized in the big families of Honghuang. He killed all the way from the starry sky to the Xinghai. What a battle was the siege of the six ethnic groups in Honghuang. Those who were killed by him threw their armor and armor off.

"Maybe you can... Call him back."

"The other way round?" Xizun was stunned for a moment, and the next moment, his dim eyes, then blooming bright god awn, staring at Kui Niu, as if in search of an answer, just because the dust night called in turn, is not ye Chen?

"Ye Chen, come back." Kui Niu can't help laughing.

In a word, xizun opened his mouth and didn't say anything for a long time. His face became petrified, and from petrified to wonderful, he became unbelievable.

When xizun was shocked, a huge mountain outside collapsed.

The nine princes of Golden Dragon fell into the sky and made a deep hole in the earth, which made the whole blood and flesh blur.

"Run, run again?" Ye Chen strides over and comes, illusory change gold big hand covers, suppress on the spot.

"The golden dragon clan will not let you go." The Golden Dragon yelled at the prince, and his hair was dishevelled, like a mad dog. His eyes were covered with blood and red.

Ye Chen did not speak, a pair of bright golden eyes, looking at the four sides, smelling the gas of famine, everywhere is.

Obviously, the Honghuang clan is coming from all directions. There are more than one emperor's soldiers. The battle is absolutely vast.

"A good man does not suffer from immediate loss." Kui Niu was in a hurry.

"I really look up to me." Ye Chen sneers and receives the nine Prince of jinni. He steps down, turns around and disappears.

It was half an hour after he left that the Honghuang clan was killed.

The battle did not speak. It covered tens of thousands of miles of the earth and stood full of tens of thousands of miles of the sky.

"Asshole." Failed to catch Ye Chen, Honghuang was furious.

"Search for me, inch by inch." He was also a poor and strange emperor. He was so angry that he wanted to go crazy.

Under the order, a piece of heaven and earth as the center, Honghuang people spread to the four sides, it is really inch by inch search.

At the moment, ye Chen has found a deep mountain and old forest, moved the universe into dust, opened up a dust space.

Kui Niu and Li Changsheng are OK. They wander around the big iron pot and stew the broth, which is still the broth of Jinyu people.

But Xi Zun, looking at Ye Chen, looks extremely complicated.

In the past years, ye Chen had a grudge with the Buddha, causing Ye Chen to be pressed on the Wuzhishan mountain. Later, the great Chu kingdom was released and Lingshan was destroyed.

Two years, too many variables, people can not help feeling.

Ye Chen smile, handed over a wine pot, because of the cause and effect, gratitude and resentment, has long been a thing of the past in the years.

Xizun laughed at himself and drank the liquor quietly.

He wanted to know what kind of state of mind it would be if Sakyamuni were still there. Ye Chen saved the inheritance of Buddha.

"If there is no place to go, follow me back to the heavenly gates of Chu."

"Go, I will go. I want to see what kind of land it is to make you the God of war."