"This Hearing Ye Chen's words, the scene burst into a pot, and the monk's look became extremely wonderful. He was puzzled and shocked, and all kinds of expressions appeared on his face.

"Will he be the dead night? How could that be possible. "

"How did he avoid the eight emperors' killing?"

Many monks were dizzy and dizzy.

Dust night, these days, the most popular person is him.

In the starry sky, only with the support of the soldiers of the emperor, they would dare to fight in a rage, and the corpses were everywhere and the blood flowed into a river.

In the Xinghai, the battle of death broke out, and the star river was stained with blood. Countless ships of famine and flood were sunk in the sea of stars.

In the West desert, the movement is even more serious. The civil war of the eight ethnic groups has been selected, and the eight emperors' natural calamities have been triggered.

This pile, each piece, is against the heaven.

It's a pity that the great genius was buried under the emperor's army. When he recalled it, he couldn't help sighing.

But now, was told that the dust night is still alive, how can not be shocked, this news, to people by surprise.

"No wonder, no wonder looking so familiar, it was a dusty night." Chiyangzi sighed, only feel the brain melon seeds buzzing, "eight emperor soldiers can escape the killing, cattle force ah!"

"Since the night of dust, they have the qualification to look down upon the flood and wasteland. The eight emperors of Honghuang have been slaughtered. Who dares to underestimate him?"

"Quite unexpected." Jiang Taixu and Moyuan smile and shake their heads, Rao is their state of mind, also had big waves.

"Now he reminds me of another man." Phoenix complex smile, dust night and ye Chen too similar.

"Well, it's going to be fun." Emperor Tianshuo said with a smile, and did not forget to glance at the Honghuang nationality.

"It'll be more exciting later." Xiao Lu takes out the wine pot and twists his neck as if warming up before the war.

"Fairy mother, no accident." The little nine immortals blinked their big eyes and laughed like a playful elf.

"Unexpected." Yaochi fairy mother chuckled and looked at the little nine immortals with great interest, "girl, you seem to have known it."

"Secret." Xiao Jiuxian laughs and takes out a bag of sweets. It tastes very good. She also fills Chen Yi with one. Tianshuo and Xiaolu want to have one.

Jiuxiao immortal comes again and drags away. This time, you have to watch carefully. If you don't pay attention, people will disappear again.

"Play God, you damned old dog." The little ape emperor's side has already started to scold, a group of younger generation, all facial expressions are cold.

If it was not for acting, ye Chen would not be exposed so quickly.

His words do not matter, directly pushed Ye Chen to the forefront of the storm, and the great families of Honghuang must unite as a result.

It's OK to say that Yan Tian is a Honghuang nationality, but it's just that Yan Tian is all kinds of heaven and human beings, and it is so harmful to the heroes of heaven and man.

"Damn it." The younger generation resented, and the older generation were also angry with stomachache, and they had the posture of kicking him to death.

"He's more damned." Playing the sky's smile is very happy. As long as ye Chen is dead, nothing else matters.

"Let's put out the goods." The old man was scolding the emperor.

"Reliable." Jiuchen took out a rusty iron sword and breathed at it. He wiped it hard with his sleeve. Looking at Jiang Taixu and others, he saw that it was Emperor Bing.

"On a dusty night, he's still alive." Under the sky, the shock continues, and more and more noise.

"Good, very good. I let you escape in the past, but I will kill you today." Compared with the monks in the sky, the Honghuang people laugh ferociously, like a head of evil ghost, gloomy and terrible.

Because ye Chen's identity was exposed, they had a tacit understanding of the union. There were dozens of immortal lights penetrating the sky and night. Each of them was a Great Dao emperor's army, and a series of extremely Dao emperor's powers spread all over the world. The world was buzzing, and all kinds of destruction visions interweaved, sketching a terrible picture.

The clear sky became dark and dark, and the rolling atmosphere of the great famine covered the world with no light any more.

"Damn it." The holy ape emperor angrily scolded, suddenly stood in the empty sky, urged the Jidao emperor's soldiers, and revived the Jidao emperor's power.

"Damn it." Xuanwu emperor and Kui Niuhuang are cold hum, together into a place, each family extremely Dao emperor soldiers also gather together.

The quasi emperors of the heavens, such as Donghua Qizi, tuntian devil, Phoenix, jiuxiao Zhenren and yaochi Xianmu, all ascended to heaven and stabilized heaven and earth.

No matter how many times the number of the emperor's troops is, the number of them is only three times that of the emperor.

"Absolutely suppressed!" The old man with white robes of the colorful Phoenix nationality frowned and said, "the battle of Honghuang nationality is too huge."

"Uncle, he saved my life. You have to help him." Tianzhi pulled the old man with white robe, and his eyes were full of hope.

"Let's have a look first." The old man in white took a deep breath. "My family has been neutral since ancient times, and participating in it is war."

"It's time, by definition." For example, Tianshuo's group of emperors and Taoists are looking forward to the sky, as if they are waiting for someone. Even jiuchen's brother is also raising his head. Ye Chen is waiting for the great Chu reinforcements. They are also waiting.

The heaven and earth are humming, and the power of annihilation is rampant and raging. The heavens and the famine confront each other. Dozens of emperor soldiers are like a round of sun, and the world collapses under the pressure of Jidao. Those who are weak in cultivation are already spewing blood and cannot stand firm.The atmosphere is fierce. No matter what the party orders, the war will break out and the fire will burn all over the world.

"I won't give up until I'm done!" Ye Chen glanced at the sky, the sky is full of human shadow, covering the vast sky.

"You can't escape today." The emperor would drink like a roar in the flood and famine. It was cold and majestic, and the heaven and earth had been imprisoned by the emperor's soldiers of the extreme Taoism.

"In the West desert, so do you." Ye Chen picked his ear and blew the earwax out at will. Facing the flood and famine, the big family united, just like nothing happened.

"Then kill." The poor and strange emperor was furious, and urged the emperor's soldiers to aim at Ye Chen, and then he would sweep out the immortal awn of the emperor's way.

However, at this time, a boom suddenly sounded.

But when you see the sky, a big hole is broken, and a fairy light comes out from inside. When you look carefully, you can see that it is a big tripod. It is huge and heavy, simple and natural. It is surrounded by gold characters and arranged by itself. You can hear the sound of heaven interwoven by the road, which is very mysterious and extraordinary.

Isn't that Ding the original magic weapon of Ye Chen? Since Heng Yue Fei came, across the starry sky, came to xuanhuang.

Under the attention of the public, the chaotic tripod hung in front of Ye Chen, humming and trembling. It seemed excited, crying, and wronged. Like a child, he found his home. After nearly three years of separation, he returned to his master again.

"I've kept you waiting." Ye Chen raised his hand, gently stroked, smiling vicissitudes, is indeed the reunion of the past and this life, the arrival of chaos tripod, let him feel more warm.

"Daluo iron." Seeing the chaotic tripod, the Honghuang people's eyes were bright. They were greedy. Even the emperor might not have found a piece of chaotic tripod. They were all greedy. Even the emperor could not have found one. They were also cast into a big tripod.

In addition, it is also branded with the golden ancient characters, which is dunjia Tianshu. It is related to dunjia Tianshu. It is also an extraordinary treasure like the tripod.

"Is that chaos Ding?" Red Yangzi opened his mouth, looking a little surprised, "Ye Chen's original magic weapon?"

"Ye Chen's original instrument is so kind to the dust night." "It's really fresh," he said

"The night of dust is the main thing? When will this happen

"Where he is the Lord, he is his master." Jiang Taixu took a deep breath and couldn't help laughing.

"What do you mean?" If you look back, you will look back.

"Dust night, on the contrary." Jiang Taixu didn't speak, but he was the devil yuan. With a long smile, his words were full of profound meaning. It seemed that he had seen the clue from the reaction of chaos Ding.

"The other way round?" When people heard of it, they all raised their eyebrows.