Chapter 2015

"I don't get angry, when I'm a sick cat?" After that, he even killed the body with a breath of black, and then rushed out of the body.

With the increase of cultivation level and the limitation of blood succession, his fighting power was infinitely close to the great sage. Wu Qi Ba Hei's hand was depicted in seal script. Pressing one hand, the sky collapsed.

Ye Chen looks the same, but he can't help but sigh.

The existence of the black fat man is a good illustration of what is crouching tiger, hidden dragon. He can cross the two realms of growth, can open the blood boundary instantly, and can easily destroy the emperor's way of Fuxi. This fat man with dark skin really surprised him. He never heard of such a man in the sky during his cultivation of Taoism.

Seeing him run away, the black fat man chased after him. It was like the eyes of a black hole, and there were sparks blooming. His whole body was fat, one lump after another, flickering. Because he was too dark, he looked like coke, and he was very distracted.

On the other hand, the black-and-white two respected old kings, faster than he, cross the empty sky, a knife and a sword, cut to Ye Chen.

Ye Chen immediately avoided swords and swords. He didn't use secret arts and magical powers. He only moved emperor Fuxi and trapped them for the second time. He had no interest in the two holy kings. What he was interested in was the black fat man, which should be studied carefully.

"Open, open for me." The two kings roared and ran into each other in the array. However, there was no black fat man in the array. They didn't know the reason for breaking the array, so they couldn't kill them for a while.

"You two put it in there for a while, and I'll beat and cry the boy first." The black fat man passed by, left a word, then ran to Ye Chen, fierce, rolling evil spirit, covering the sky, a ray, all melt the mysterious power, may be too heavy, grinding the sky humming, the vision is frequent.

Ye chenhuo raised his hand and offered sacrifices to the FA array. Moreover, the nine formations came out with no hands left. The black fat man was in the state of blood inheritance limit. He was almost immortal. The array could not kill him. He didn't want to kill the black fat man. He was just curious.

"When I kill you, I'll kill you." Black fat man scolded, burst of broken, simple and crude.

Although he is fat, he is proficient in array, knows eight trigrams, and knows how to break the array. In three or five seconds, the emperor Fuxi's nine formations are scattered in all directions, and the thieves are fierce.

Ye Chen keeps brushing his hands, and the array is one after another. It's hard to meet one who can fight. He wants to practice the array well.

At the same time, he is also looking at the black fat man. This guy is too weird. The increase of the two realms, in a sense, is more domineering than the great samsara celestial burial. What he wants to know is why the black fat man can freely control the blood inheritance limit. This God level hanging is the most frightening.

However, after some peeping, he didn't find that there was any difference between the fat people. Their blood origins were ordinary, their qualifications and talents were also ordinary. These people had grasped a large number of them in various days.

However, this is the person who shocked him again and again.

He was watching, the king of man hidden in the dark was also peeping at himself. His old eyes narrowed slightly into a line, which was calculated by the evolution of the Zhou Dynasty.

When they looked at it, the nine Dharma arrays were broken, and the black fat man came out again. With one hand, he broke the sky and beat Ye Chen back.

Ye Chen does not speak, does not use magic power, does not move magic tools, only uses the array, practices the array in the fight, the refined will be faster.

This world is not peaceful. Ye Chen has been moving the array of Dharma, provoking the black fat man. His hand is even more rough. Emperor Fuxi can't help him, and ye Chen is very embarrassed.

After all, the one on the opposite side is a holy king at the moment, and he is still the holy king who has opened the boundary of blood succession. If he does not cast secret arts and does not move magic tools, he can hardly resist the attack of tilting heaven.

"If you are allowed to use secret magic weapons, you can only force out its origin by real blood fighting." The king of man sent out the ethereal words.

As soon as he said this, ye Chen suddenly stopped his body, and his momentum reached the peak. He covered the origin of his blood with the secret method of practicing heaven. He didn't want the black fat man to know that he was the holy body.

"Give me a punch." Black fat man killed, a blow out.

Ye Chen does not retreat, but advances, and the golden fist clenches tightly, with the fat man hard regret.

The two fists collided, and the void burst instantly.

However, to our surprise, ye Chen did not move, but the black fat man stepped back a few steps.

Ye Chen frowns, can break the clue, although the black fat man's cultivation has increased to the holy king, but it is not the real saint king after all.

Besides, the definition of blood succession is based on the definition of blood vessels. The stronger the blood vessels are, the stronger the boundaries will be. The weaker the blood vessels are, the weaker the boundaries will be. In this way, the black fat men are ordinary in blood. Even if they are opened, they are far less than the Kuiba emperor. In summary, the fighting power of the black fat man is lower than that of kuibadi 。

"Kill!" When ye Chen was deep in thought, the black fat man came again, shouting and shouting. His voice was very high. When he was only 100 Zhang away from ye Chen, he shot two thunder and lightning in his eyes.

The thunder and lightning are as dark as his skin color. They form two yuan divine swords with cold light. They melt into the power of extinction. They pierce through the void and attack Ye Chen's eyebrows and cut off his real body.

Ye Chen did not underestimate it. He wiped out the thunder and lightning with his hand. His hand was like a magic knife, and he cleaved to the black fat man. The Tao between his hands and fingers evolved.

The black fat man also urinates, does not hide, does not flash, does not defend, hard shouldered Ye Chen, but his dark fingers, but in Ye Chen's chest, poked a blood hole, body in the blood limit state, almost immortal, he is not afraid of injury, also does not care about his own scars.The black fat man's body cracked with one palm, but he got a finger. Ye Chen's expression did not change. The palm evolved. The black fat man's body cracked and the black blood flashed with magic light.

"Angry, I am angry." The black fat wolf howled, swept the devil evil spirit, stepped on the void to attack, accompanied by thunder all the way.

Ye Chen is also strong, from the front attack, overbearing unmatched.

When the war broke out, the roar resounded through the sky. The chaotic pictures showed up, the thunder and lightning flashed, and the vision of destruction mingled.

The black fat man is like a man God. He is so angry that he can only attack but not defend. He has a lot of secret methods. Every time he takes a shot, he will be smashed. Moreover, the Vietnam War is more fierce.

On the other side, ye Chen's foot is too empty, and he has nine days in the sky. His whole body is covered with twilight golden light. He looks like a god of war. Facing the limit of blood succession, he never loses the wind. He is more urine than the black fat man.

"Interesting." The king of man in nothingness, with his eyes shining, paid special attention to the black fat man. Since the war, he has broken a little clue and understood the secret of the black fat man. He is full of sighs and can't help speaking.

Not far away, the black and white holy kings, who were still trapped in the array, no longer attacked the array. They all bent over and breathed heavily. They could not break the array. Their essence was also worn away. They knew that they could not break the array.

"The man in the cloak, who on earth, has opened the blood relay limit, and has fallen behind." The old man with black robes frowned tightly. He could not see ye Chen's true face, nor did he know his blood and origin. He only knew that ye Chen was extremely powerful, and there was a terrible power hidden in his body, which made people tremble.

"The limit of blood succession is also divided into strong and weak. The blood origin of the little Lord is ordinary. The boundary of blood succession is not as overbearing as imagined. There is a realm of cultivation. It is a borrowed power, which can not play its real power. If the person who fights with the little Lord is an ordinary king, he is not the opponent of the little Lord. However, that person is not an ordinary holy king." The old man in white robes could not help pondering.

He said, the other side of the world, more fierce fight, golden blood splash, black blood, also like rain pouring, in the virtual sky, very dazzling.

After all, the other side is the limit of blood succession, immortal, which is a headache.

After fighting for hundreds of rounds, although he had the upper hand, he could not suppress the black fat man. Although the black fat man fell behind, the thief was fierce. He had blood to fight with the limit, and he had enough strength.

In the 200 th round, the black fat man was defeated and fell to Xutian. His fat body made a big hole in the earth.

In the 300 th round, the black fat man was defeated again and fell from the sky.

In the 400 th round, the black fat man did not live up to the expectations, and fell again. The board was in a big word and stuck on the ground.

This time, he became honest and did not kill heaven.

Because of his accomplishments, he returned to the level of emperor's realm. Moreover, he was beaten out of the limit of blood inheritance by Ye Chen and Sheng Sheng. At the moment, ye Chen can kill him with one hand.

"It's a ghost. What's the origin of the goods?" The black fat man got up and was shocked. You know, he opened the limit of blood succession, and had two levels of increase. He was able to compete with Dasheng steel, but he didn't win a holy king. He was beaten so miserable. All this shows that ye Chen is terrible.

Xutian, ye Chen slowly walked down. Although he won, he was also injured. The blood of the holy body was everywhere. Many muscles and bones were exposed. There was holy blood flowing. He was almost beaten to be disabled.

"No, no more." The black fat man waved his hand in a hurry, and without warning, he laughed as he retreated.

It is worth mentioning that his teeth are not generally white, or because he is too black, black a little moving, which sets off his teeth are very white.

"Taoist friends, please be merciful." The trapped black and white holy King yelled, lowered their posture and pleaded in tone.

"Don't worry. Don't kill him." Misty words suddenly ring out, the man Wang that Si out of nothingness, mercilessly stretched.

His appearance almost scared the black and white saints to urinate. It can be seen that the king of man is the emperor to be. After watching for so long, he didn't even know that there was a quasi emperor in the dark. If he had known this, he would not have chased Ye Chen. Now it would be better if he did not pay attention, and the three of them might be killed.

Black fat man's expression, also enough wonderful, almost scared to cry, this his mother's what matter! Is there another emperor to be?

"You, come here." The king of man hooked his finger at the fat black man.

"I... I won't go." Black fat man ha ha dry smile, say say, smile with smile, turn to run unexpectedly.

"Can you run?" RenWang was amused, and a ray of Fairy Light flew out of his sleeve. After a closer look, it was a bundle of immortal rope. The black fat man who had just run away was tied up on the spot and was carried back by Ye Chen.

"I don't want to kill you. What are you running for?" The king of man gave a kick.

"Nonsense, I didn't run." The black fat man coughed and was tied up with immortal rope. He could not move. He sat on the ground honestly.

"Don't make it useless. If you confess, you will be lenient; if you resist, you will be strict."

"My name is Tang sanshao, male, 21 years old, 1 meter tall..."

"Hey, don't talk to people, do you?" Don't wait for the black fat man to finish, the king of man took up his sleeve to beat the black fat man.