Chapter 2302

Kill!

The land of drought howls and raises its feet to cross the void. With one hand, it pushes out a vast sea of blood. The sea of blood swallows heaven and earth, and you can see it. There are resentment spirits struggling and suffering in it. You can see from a glance that this so-called Honghuang Blood Sea has sacrificed countless living creatures. If you don't pay attention to it, the mind of quasi Emperor may be swallowed up.

Ye Chen eyes light a cold, golden immortal Haidun now, blocking the sea of blood.

Suppress it!

The voice of drinking in the dry land is sonorous, and the nine divine lights in the body radiate in unison. It turns into an eight sided divine mirror, with Ye Chen as the center, lying across the eight sides of the void, and each side has a shining immortal awn.

This is a combination of magic weapons. There are hidden ways to connect with each other. There is no match for attack and attack. There are seals and prohibitions. Where the mirror shines, it has great power to destroy an ordinary emperor to be.

Ye Chen is domineering. He greets the God, the mirror fairy, and swings the Lingxiao iron stick.

Click! Click!

The sound is endless. Ye Chen knocks the eight side mirror into pieces one by one. The small pieces of the mirror can't escape being destroyed. The chaotic tripod of Ye Da Shao swallows up nothing left.

Poof!

A mouthful of old blood gushed out of Hanjiang, and he pedaled back, and suffered a terrible attack. It was not that his divine mirror was not strong enough. It was ye chentai's tyranny. The iron stick of unknown material was also fierce. The mirror cast by the mirror was fragile in front of him.

In view of such a situation, none of the indigenous utensils in dry Xinjiang dare to sacrifice, for fear that they will be broken, and the reverse attack will be more violent.

Ye Chen stepped on the sky to kill, and before the drought stopped, he was swung by a stick.

People look up to see Hanjiang fly out. Ye Chen's hammer is too fierce. His bloody body is so dazzling that he remoulds it with his domineering resilience.

Ah!

The dry land roared and covered with hair, which was ferocious as a devil.

Call, let you.

Ye Chen holds an iron stick to kill, two words a not much said, hand up stick fall, domineering side leakage.

Sad drought, just a breath, and was swung to the sky.

Facts have proved that output can not only rely on roaring, shouting loud, nothing hanging.

Poof! Poof! Poof!

In front of Ye Chen, the emperor, who ranked the second in terms of combat power, was extremely weak in front of Ye Chen. His body was smashed and burst again and again. The bright blood mixed with small bones and debris collapsed all over the sky.

"Damn it..."

Bang!

"I will kill you..."

Poof!

"Suppress... For me."

Boom!

This is a strange battle, the whole world is the roar of drought.

Emperor Honghuang didn't say a word completely. Every time he said it, he would welcome an iron bar. He was stunned by Ye Chen. He went from the eastern sky to the northern void. He didn't even have time to perform his secret arts. He occasionally used one or two secret methods, but in front of the fierce iron bar, it was like a ridiculous decoration.

This makes the spectators more interested in the iron bar in Ye Chen's hand.

"I like Lao Qi's mallet very much." The little ape emperor said again, scratching the monkey's hair and looking at it with both eyes shining, even the dry land was swept across the sky, an absolute weapon.

"What kind of material is cast? It's unheard of."

"It must be some kind of immortal iron." Kui Niu touched his chin, rather to take his own Tomahawk, and ye Chen for that iron stick, if he plays his stick, it must be very urine.

"Fight, fight to death." Big Chu talent, the most loud voice, one by one jump up and down, also want to kill up kick two feet.

"It has to be the holy body of antiquity to support the facade."

"I'm very relieved that my younger generation is like this." A group of old guys, a group of beard, look meaningful, Honghuang ranked second emperor, were dry can not raise his head, how amazing.

"Come on, Dad." Ye Ling is still so lively, holding a small fist, cheering for ye Chen.

Compared with her, the women are more implicit, one by one beautiful eyes blurred, see infatuated, after three years, their Ye Chen, or the world's God of war.

I don't know which years, they all for the name of Ye Chen, collected the unique style, only do his wife, quietly looking at him, swept across the world.

"Sanniang, why are you still red?" Ye lingxu was tired and his big eyes flashed. He looked at Nanming jade gargle. He couldn't help it. He was very competitive all around. He was not careful and ranked third.

Nanming jade gargle thought is interrupted, subconsciously touched the cheek.

Don't say, it's a little hot.

"Visually, this is spring thinking." Tang San Shao rubbed his nose.

"Looking for a fight!" Ye Ling stepped forward with one foot.

"Don't always scare me."

"Let you prepare the bed, ready, want the largest, my father and daughter-in-law more."

"It's necessary. It's ten feet wide. It's made of pure steel and iron."

"Well, that's about it."

Two younger generation, head head, you say me a word, buried in a whisper.These words, listen to the women collective back to the eyes, not only is the South Ming Jade gargle cheek is hot, all the women's cheeks are flushed.

The bed is more than ten feet long. It's so lively.

All the people around him also showed their concern.

Especially to Ye Ling, ye Chen, this precious little girl, is too special to be on the way.

And the little black fat man, though not the son-in-law of the saints' family, was quite interested in Ye Chen's affairs.

Unfortunately, this product is too fat, not tall, but also black and shiny. Basically, it has nothing to do with Shuai. Otherwise, with his two skin features, it is a perfect match with Ye Ling, an ancient spirit.

Poof!

In the small episode, the dry land and blood, half of the God son exploded, while running away, while reshaping the God body, which there is the slightest majesty of the emperor.

Ye Dashao is very conscious, carrying the Lingxiao iron bar, put behind to play the chase, once catch up, what opening remarks are not, a random hammer.

Although the fighting power absolutely crushed the dry land, the tenth emperor of the great Chu was still shocked by the degree of resistance to fight in the dry land. This was the first time that it was smashed, and it was able to reshape the divine body.

How about the second emperor in Honghuang? It's really not a general fight against beating. If it were a general emperor, at the moment, most of them were already drinking Mengpo soup.

Poof! Poof!

The gorgeous blood flower, frequently blooms, dye red high sky.

The eyes of the war watchers are dazzled, only because they can run like a ray of streamer light, and it is difficult to grasp its true shape, while the leaves are too big or small to chase, just like a divine awn.

People with low vision can see two lights running in nothingness.

Only the people in the Holy Land and quasi emperor level can see the real people. How bloody is it? How can there be a human figure in the dry Xinjiang? This is not a fight, it is a killing of chasing and escaping!

"The holy body is invincible in the world, and it turns into a dog in the dry land."

Ye Chen has such a long ambition that the talented people of all over the world will not be defeated and can not go forward to help. They will support Ye Chen in spirit and shout for support. Like a mountain torrent and tsunami, the anger that is held in the cavity is vented one after another.

"Can I smile?" The holy master glanced at the emperor Zhun, and when he came to look for Xuanxing, they all looked solemn and solemn, and they were trying to find someone to fight for. Until now, they were still taut.

"Yes." Not only Donghuang Taixin, evil spirit such as evil, but also deeply revealed a word.

After that, he saw the two rows of teeth, white and white, which was called a brilliant smile.

All the emperor would not be nervous. The women were smiling and the men were happy. The emperor of the great Chu had such a long face that he had to smile and always face taut. I don't know who owed him 800 yuan stone?

They all laughed, and the ghost Lord didn't support it any more. They led their younger brothers and showed a look called "I'm very happy".

There are predecessors with a good head, younger generation laugh more happy, the whole days are laughing.

Silent as emperor Xuanyuan, he is the most firm, expressionless, and seems quite out of group. Looking from afar, he has become a beautiful landscape.

"Smile!" Yao, the goddess of yaochi, has beautiful heart and eyes, which is a bit of ancient spirit.

At this point, Wu Qing just a dry cough, and finally showed a smile.

Yao Xin, however, was dragged away by the elder of yaochi. Before leaving, he also cast a hopeful look at Wu Qing: one of my goddess has been abducted, and please emperor Xuanyuan to be merciful.

This look in the eyes son son, that silk smile of Xuan Yuan emperor son, disappeared again.

"Laugh, all laugh."

"What about you, old man? Why don't you smile, you don't give face? "

"Hey, you little bunny."

Zhu Tian is still very energetic. Up to the emperor to be and down to the emperor's realm, the thieves are happy as if they had picked up money.

Compared with other people, the Honghuang people are the ones who lose money. Moreover, they also lose a lot of money. When they sweep away, their faces are as if covered with frost. There are many people who gnash their teeth.

They are ferocious and have scarlet eyes and a forest light. It is most appropriate to use the word "devil" to describe them.

The emperor of his family was really an unfortunate child. He was hammered by Ye Chen and his wife before and after. At the moment, he was chased all over the sky. He inherited the emperor's way of the Han Jiang family. How could he lose people like this.

Ye Chen, you must die.

The emperor of Hanjiang nationality clenched his teeth. The opportunity of killing was overflowing, and his bones were cold. The emperor's soldiers hidden in his body were trembling again. He had the posture of killing Ye Chen once more.

The heavens are not vegetarians. More than a dozen emperor's instruments are humming, ignoring other Honghuang people. They are all aiming at the emperor of Hanjiang nationality. It seems to be saying: see if you kill Ye Chen first, or if we wait for you first.

Boom!

Shocked by the roar of nothingness, the emperor of dry Xinjiang was hit again by Ye Chen's stick. He fell down from nothingness and landed again with a roar, smashing the earth into a deep pit.

Ye Chen, however, stands in the empty sky, his body, no trace of scars, such as a God, arrogant eight wasteland.

Below, the dry land has come out of the pit.His wound was extremely miserable. His whole body was bleeding and his bones were exposed. Although he was ferocious, he was no longer as angry as before. On the contrary, he had a strange smile on his mouth.

"You can't fight me."

Once again, Hanjiang raised his hand with a smile and made a secret with one hand.

This seal formula, recognized by all present, is a curse. The Han people are good at cursing, and they are extremely domineering. The former Ji ningshuang is a bloody example.

This time, again with the curse, the curse is Ye Chen, it can be said to repeat the old skill.