"Do you really want to let the heavens break down our flood and famine separately?" Taotie Zhun emperor had scarlet eyes and a ferocious face. His angry voice was like a red bell. Half of the sky collapsed and the evil spirit was rampant. All the strands were as heavy as a mountain.

"Is this not what you want to see now?" Taowu Zhun Di grinned grimly and was still blocked in one side.

"Where are you when we ask for help." The suppressed Viper Zhun emperor also laughed wildly and ferociously.

"Retribution, this is retribution." The words of the poor and strange emperor to be were the most undisguised. Seeing that the Taotie people were also hungry for help, but no one came forward to help, his heart was very happy.

"Asshole." Taotie emperor Zhun was angry, but he was rebuked again. His anger almost spurted blood, and he was almost planted in virtual heaven.

"Don't waste your time. No one will help you." Xushezhundi, Taowu Zhun Di and poor Qi Zhun Di sneer.

With that, the three men no longer resist. To be more precise, they are the four, Taotie Zhun Di, the three Zhun emperors and the three emperor soldiers who unite to suppress, so it is no use to resist.

Four people are honest, pestle in the empty sky, cold look at other big families, waiting for their prince to be dry.

At that time, those big families will certainly ask for help. What the four want to see is that picture, which is called "the day should not be answered every day", the land is not working, and the anger is so fierce that they want to go crazy.

If we ask for help, you do not care. If you ask for help, we should not expect us to help. If we do not care about the overall situation, we will have civil strife.

For their cold look, other Honghuang people all sneer.

They are calm and ignore directly. They sit on the Diaoyutai and gloat. They think that their prince is strong and will not be defeated by Renxiu. They are confident.

"Do you think the great people of Honghuang will do it by themselves?" The little ape emperor raised his head and muttered.

"Don't say, it's possible." The Dragon robbed and poured a mouthful of wine to run mulberry. "The civil war of eight ethnic groups in the western desert is very lively."

"Come on, plug your ears." Wuzu Shenzi handed a group of cotton, very understanding, one by one.

But they all agreed with each other and plugged their ears.

It's no wonder that they are like this. Because the ninth Prince of Taotie, who was fighting with Ye Chen, fell into the empty sky and had not yet landed, he was grabbed by Ye Chen with one leg and swung it.

Seeing this picture, the old people also blocked their ears.

The next moment, he heard the roar, and the nine princes with blood all over his body. His vigorous body was in close contact with the battle platform. The man shaped pit was smashed out and the rubble was flying all over the sky.

"Damn you." The ninth Prince of Taotie roared madly, his hair was dishevelled, his teeth clenched and his mouth opened. He was ferocious as a devil,

"come again." Ye Chen howled a wolf, his waist and horse were united, and he swung the nine Prince of Taotie and smashed the Korean battle platform in the past.

However, when he was roaring, he could not get rid of the blood.

The battle platform is bustling, and the banging is continuous. One sound is more than one sound. People are trembling and listening to them want to urinate.

"Great!" Small nine immortals Xi Xi Xi a smile, said also took Chen Yi's arm, with small daughter-in-law like.

Chen Yi is a little confused, to the mouth of the wine pot are fixed that.

One side of the Tianshuo and Xiaolu, also pick eyebrows, up and down looking at small nine immortals, the girl is very conscious ah!

The fairy mother of yaochi also coughed. She was really caught off guard. She could see the intention of the nine immortals, but the difference was too far.

Helpless, she had to look at jiuxiao immortal, his precious granddaughter, really ancient spirit, very shocking.

Don't need her to see it, jiuxiao immortal has also come over. First, she laughs at Chen Yi embarrassedly, and then she pulls up the emperor Jiuxian and goes, "you naughty girl, no big or small."

"You said, love has no boundaries." Small nine immortals a struggle, by grandfather hard drag, still want to run back.

"That's an ancestral figure. Do you want granddad to die?" Jiuxiao immortal blows his beard and stares.

"I don't care. I like him anyway." Small nine immortals drum drum small mouth, was pulled far away, still don't forget to look back, smile to Chen Yi, blink big eyes.

Chen Yi expression strange, little girl is really interesting very, Rao is his mood, also be made flustered God.

"Here, take this away." Tianshuo and Xiaolu give Chen Yi a storage bag one after another. They are both meaningful.

"What." Chen Yi doubts, I don't know what they do.

"Some money." Two people speak, Chen Yi choked not light, one side of the fairy mother of the yaochi, also was teased, two of the most respected legitimate son, is also a top of the living treasure.

"Grandfather, help me." When several people were amused, a wail came from the battle platform, and the cry for help came from the ninth Prince of Taotie.

Looking from afar, it was a scene of blood drenched, the overbearing gluttonous body was thrown out of human shape, blood splashed all over the road, and the bones collapsed. Just looking at it, it was shocking.

"No one can save you." Ye Chen lengheng, holding a leg of Taotie, fell to death, angry at the flood, let his strength, also come more and more fierce.

"Help me, grandfather help me." The ninth Prince of Taotie is like a humble mole ant, full of panic and shrill cry for help. This time, there is no previous posture that is superior.Taotie Zhun emperor's face was cold, and he wanted to move his steps.

However, before he opened his mouth, the three emperor Zhun of the heavens blocked up, and the soldiers of the three emperors clanged and suppressed them.

Although he wanted to save him, he did not dare to act rashly. With his own strength, he could not break the ban.

If he wants to save people, he needs the help of other big families. But what makes him want to vomit blood is that the old guys are indifferent and they are sitting on the mountain watching the tiger fight, and no one comes to help.

The ninth Prince of Taotie knelt down and fell into a coma. The yuan God was split and his body was hurt by terror.

"Well done." The little ape emperor burst out laughing, and his fierce eyes were shining.

"Go which fire, the whole we are very embarrassed to say."

"In terms of coercion, it has to be the holy body." Long Jieyu said with a long heart, said also kicked a foot witch God son, "learn a little, how loud, no hanging."

The witch God son had a big face and a dark face. He wanted to clean up the goods, but he was kicked aside by the spirit goddess.

"Who else?" On the stage, ye Chenfu puts the Nine Emperors of Taotie into the copper stove, and looks at the Honghuang family with a smile, "is there any one of them that can fight?"

"It's arrogant." Cold hum, sound has not fallen, then see a person on the stage, a long hair like a silver waterfall, golden eyes, bright, extremely sharp.

This is a powerful prince, belonging to the Jinyu family. He is the eighth Prince of the Golden Dragon. His ninth brother is still in the copper furnace. Naturally, he has no idea about it.

To say that the eighth son of Jinjiu's family is really extraordinary. His blood is strong. He is like a sword out of the sheath. He is powerful. His Tao is above Taotie.

"The golden dragon is famous for attacking and attacking. You should be careful." There is a kind young generation, can not help but remind.

"No matter how strong it is, can it be stronger than the other ancestors?" Ye Chen smile in the heart, comfortable wriggles the neck, to nobody like, in the same rank, who comes not easy to use.

"If you defeat our four clans, you have the qualification to fight against the king." The eighth Prince of the Golden Dragon said indifferently, his chin was raised extremely high, and he did not look at Ye Chen, and his eyes were also arrogant.

"The first four, as you speak Ye Chen looked leisurely and patted the dust on his shoulder.

"Four wastes can be compared with my own king?" The eighth Prince of the Golden Dragon sneered, and his momentum reached the peak in an instant, holding a big seal in his hand, evolving his magic power and attacking Ye Chen directly.

His body method is as fast as thunder, and his attack is really domineering.

He is really like a magic sword, unmatched to destroy the withered, space in front of it, like a piece of white paper.

"Hang like this, try firepower." Ye Chen did not retreat, but went forward, one step forward, and the nine roads and eight wastes were in one instant.

One fist, one palm collision, thunder explosion, a layer of halo spread out, all the way to crush the space inch by inch collapsed.

Looking at the two sides, the Golden Dragon's palm and finger burst, and the blood flowed back immediately. The wound healed and the recovery was extremely terrible.

Ye Chen's fist is also cracked, stained with the blood of the Golden Dragon and the holy body. The recovery power is not covered, and it recovers instantly.

With a hard blow, the two were equally matched, without winning or losing. The short-term confrontation was only a trial, not a full effort.

"There are two brushes." Ye Chen smile, in front of this, can be better than the previous four, but compared with him, also poor a level, hit him with play like.

"Ants." The corners of the Golden Dragon's mouth was slightly cocked, and his smile was playful and playful. After a trial, he was depicted with ancient divine lines on the center of his eyebrows. His fighting power was on top of the peak again.

After that, he disappeared. No trace of him was found in the battle platform. Rao was a lot of old people, and his eyes were slightly narrowed.

"Flying thunderbolt." Ye Chen is slightly surprised. At the moment of reincarnation, what you can see most clearly is that the eighth Prince of golden dragon is using the formula of flying thunder to silence the divine body.

Between the electric light and the flint, he ran away in a flash, like a ghost. It was difficult for the old man to find his trace.

As soon as he left, where he had stood before, Jinjiu appeared. A palm saber, like cutting bean curd, splits the space, which is simple and neat. It is also thanks to Ye Chen Dun's early time. Otherwise, his head may be picked if he is not careful. Jinjiu has that strength.

"Look down on you." The Golden Dragon laughs and disappears again.

"The extinction body is a branch of jinni clan?" Ye chennan said, once again, he guessed the origin of jimie shenti and jinni clan. Otherwise, where would the flying thunder magic formula come from.

As soon as he left again, the Golden Dragon arrived. It was only one tenth of an hour before and after, and ye Chen avoided it.

"I can escape." Two times before and after the failure, Jin Yu's face was ugly, was regarded as a great disgrace.

"Chase! Why don't you chase me Bai Zhang Wai Ye Chen shows his body shape and holds a wine pot in his hand. Facing the extinction, he is calm and leisurely.

"I will behead you." The Golden Dragon hummed coldly, and disappeared in a flash. By the dislocation of time and space, he shuttled through half time and space. He killed Ye Chen and chopped him with one hand.

"A lot of big talk, will you?" Ye Chen turned his mouth and dodged sideways. Although the formula of flying Thunder God is profound, his reincarnation eye is not covered. Even if there is no reincarnation eye, he can not cut him by the way of Golden Dragon.