Ye Chen's sound of dragon chanting is more dignified. The road dragon is huge, and opens the blood to continue the limit, and the arrogant side leaks.
Roar! Roar! Roar!
One hundred and thirty-one black black dragons of the holy devil had just turned into human form. Ye Chen was once again in the state of dragon. Ye Chen went straight into jiuxiao, and they chased him into jiuxiao.
The war of destroying heaven and earth has opened again.
Boom! Boom!
The sky is in chaos. Not only is the space chaotic, but also the laws are chaotic. There are stars reflected and exploded, the sun turns into a mirage, and it collapses in an instant. In the thunder and lightning, countless destructive visions are performed, reflecting the light of doomsday.
"If you open your mouth, you will be able to use it."
The sun and moon god son looked up to the sky and took a glance at King Wu of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty.
"It's him who gives face."
King Wu of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty took a deep breath and said it with great emphasis. There was a kind of forced style, which was gradually in a good situation.
"I forgot. His name is Ye Chen."
Compared with the world, the Emperor Ming's tight body relaxed, and his eyes were no longer worried. He felt a pipe filled with tobacco and puffed it with smoke.
The manner of Daozu is similar to it.
Yes, that slut is called Ye Chen. He will not die if anyone dies. He is born with the life of Xiaoqiang.
"Stay away."
The old people in the sky roared, rolled up their descendants, and fled far away.
The war was so violent that holy blood poured down like rain, forming a series of thunder and lightning. Each of them had the power of destruction. The split star sky exploded and the crushed star dome collapsed. It was stronger than Xichen and Dixuan. They didn't dare to carry it because of the fierce fighting in the heaven.
Poof! Poof! Poof!
With the help of the limit of blood, ye Chen is the same as the one who is hit by the hammer. Whoever makes the other party numerous will never die. He chases Ye Chen all the way, and the tyrants are also ye Chen, and dare not fight hard.
There is a blood limit, that's one hundred and thirty-one.
It is the right way to hold on to the time limit.
Roar! Roar! Roar!
With the sound of dragon chanting, 132 giant dragons returned to human form.
That moment, the eyes of the world are bright, a pair of eyes, are shining.
No wonder they are so, just because the 131 saints and demons have lost their blood inheritance limit.
And ye Chen, however, is still in the state of not dying or hurting.
In the great war, there were three or two moments of pause. The holy devil did not attack. Ye Chen, on the opposite side, was twisting his neck fiercely. Previously, he had no blood and had been on the run since the beginning of the war. For a few moments, he could not distinguish the southeast, the northwest and the northwest. In a few moments, he was almost completely buried, and he was driven crazy more than once.
This time is different. The forms of both sides have been changed. He has the limit of blood succession, but the other party has not. Feng Shui turns around. If he is immortal, he has to change his way of fighting.
Hum!
With a hum, he turned into a stick. The legendary Dao stick has the power of reincarnation, space-time, space, time, blood, and the origin. With the fusion of various forces, even his hand was shaken by the hum of this stick. It is conceivable that its power is strong.
"I pinch my fingers and calculate that the holy body is going to show its power."
I don't know which old guy, stroking his beard, a word of profound meaning.
"I'm afraid it's difficult. Even if there's no blood limit, there are 131 holy demons on the opposite side."
"One pick one hundred and thirty-one, the lineup is still absolutely suppressed."
"It's hard to say. The power of the holy body is still growing."
A lot of people cut in, their bodies were still tight.
"Do you find that ye Chen's blood limit is somewhat different from that in the past."
"Well, I always feel better."
The world is full of words, the younger generation chirps, and the older generation's eyes squint.
The manner of the three emperors of heaven, earth and man is also profound.
As the friars of heaven said, ye Chen's blood limit is not the same as in the past. His power is more pure, and there is a kind of supernatural power blessing, which makes Ye Chen more demonic and domineering.
Boom!
In the sound of discussion, Gudong!
I don't know how many people swallow saliva, that's the devil! Ye Chen and the same level of the holy devil, previously so domineering, now how so fragile, except for a limited number of saints and demons, it seems that no one can carry Ye Chen's stick.
A scene in the sky, some lawless.
It seems that without the limit of blood succession, the holy devil is really vulnerable. One by one rushes up, one by one gets hit by a stick, or somersaults out, or the holy body bursts. It is not the most embarrassing, but more embarrassing.
Boom! Bang! Boom!
Because of the war, the roar became more and more powerful.
Ye Chen was badly hammered, and 131 saints and demons were hammered even worse.
Ye Chen is unstable, and 131 saints and demons are also unstable.
His style of play, a good interpretation of... What is the enemy hurt 1000, lose 800.He was really crazy with his hair covered and bathed in blood. Some of them just attacked and attacked again and again. He was like a god of war or a mad devil. Every pore of his body was filled with the strength of Xueji, which seemed to burn him into a flame.
Thanks to all the saints and demons, they are just the law body. If they are wise, if they can speak, they will scold their mother. This is not a great war. This is a natural calamity. One carries a stick and swings it unscrupulously. Whoever comes will be embarrassed.
Poof!
Blood light suddenly appeared, ye Chensheng's body blew out half of the world's heart jumped.
In this way, the man turned a blind eye. He had only half a holy body and only one hand. He was still swinging his Dao cudgel all over the sky, one stick after another, and the other was more domineering than the other. While remolding his body, he fought against the devil.
At the bottom, there was no speech, and all the watchers looked straight.
"What a strange... Catastrophe."
The most powerful mood, such as Emperor Xuan, couldn't help murmuring.
Strange is a good word. Except for the three emperors, the spectators are basically feeling this way.
Such as such a natural calamity, which one is not fleeing all over the sky in order to survive a certain time limit.
It's a good one. It's one hundred and thirty-one. It's also hard and hard.
"I'm embarrassed for the devil."
The little ape emperor scratched the monkey's hair, and his eyes were bright. The robber was no longer the seventh of his family. He was a complete madman. He had blood to keep up with the limit, so he was called a bully.
"Ye Chen is strong, the saint and devil are weak."
Standing in the void Ji ningshuang murmured to herself.
That's right.
The two emperors of heaven and hell saw it more vividly. Since there was no blood limit, the power of each holy devil was gradually falling.
Interestingly, the spirit of the devil is weak, and ye Chen is strong.
This is a process of ups and downs. The demons are so vulnerable because their combat power is falling.
However, ye Chen's fighting power has been growing.
Therefore, from the moment Ye Chen opened the blood limit, it was very difficult for the saint devil to have a chance to turn the tables again.
Unless the holy devil can reopen the blood inheritance limit, in this way, the dissipated power may revive.
(February 26, 2020)
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