Chapter 938

The wind of blood howls and the clouds of smoke are powerful.

In the vast world, there seems to be an ancient song of death, which is far away and sad. As the beauty dies, it floats to the distance.

Among the devastated mountains, people are like a tide, covering the sky and the earth. They are all immortals, but they have never compassion on all living beings.

Who am I! Who am I?

On the bloody earth, ye Chen is holding a bloody willow like smoke, as if bewildered. He looks miserable, full of blood and tears, his voice is hoarse, his expression is dull and empty, just like a person without soul.

"The information is right." On the empty sky, the purple robed old man laughed and abused, "without that woman's music, he is like a walking corpse."

"The Lord of heaven is not like a dog at the moment." The old man in the blood robe showed two rows of white teeth.

"In such a state, there is no need for us to start." The old man in black licked his scarlet tongue. His eyes were full of ferocious light, and even his smile was gloomy, which made people feel scared.

Below, ye Chen Zheng Zheng Zheng looks at in the bosom is full of blood woman, the look is still painful unbearable.

My name is Liu Ruyan!

All of a sudden, the words rang through his ears, making his body tremble and his blood and tears crisscrossed. It was a woman in a wedding dress. She fell down and ran mad. She kept picking up the passers-by in order to find the figure.

My name is Liu Ruyan!

It is this sentence, wasted time, all the way, that is a woman in white feather cloak, holding his hand, walking in the snow.

My name is Liu Ruyan!

Or this sentence, like a curse, entangled his memory, full of water like tenderness, it was a mortal princess, playing the piano for him, combing his hair, guarding his bedside, watching him giggle.

His face was covered with blood and tears. His eyes were dim and his pupils were dull. With the words of tenderness, he gradually recovered his clarity. But the blurred sight blurred the beautiful image.

My name is Liu Ruyan. I'm your wife!

He laughs, laughs madly, the face is full of blood and tears, laughter is full of sadness, resentment and indignation.

The body of the three statues was cut off, and the way was broken, missing a corner. However, in the crazy laughter, it was filled by the vague image.

His way, again complete, but smile is more crazy.

Seeing this scene, people all over the sky frowned. They thought Ye Chen was crazy. He was a lunatic. He was laughing alone, just like a fool.

Ah!

Between heaven and earth, there was a roar to the sky. Ye Chen was roaring in the sky. It was the pain of tearing heart and lung, and it was the rolling anger. All of them let out in this roar, breaking the sky and shaking the ground.

Suddenly, the sky was covered with dark clouds, lightning and thunder.

Heaven and earth are shaking and heaven and earth are upside down. It is like a demon who has been sleeping for thousands of years to wake up and devour all living things.

Wuwuwu!

All of a sudden, the voice of the fierce ghost howled, and the evil spirit filled the sky and ground.

The blood spirit aristocratic family looks greatly changed. Looking at the source of its evil spirit, we can see that it is Ye Chen.

On the ground, ye Chen's shape has changed. His white hair stained with blood has turned into blood color. There are ancient magic lines on the center of his eyebrows. The evil power is rampant, and the threat of crossing the heaven and earth makes everyone tremble.

They will be buried with you!

Ye Chen's voice is flat, but like thunder.

Liu Ruyan in his arms, accompanied by his words, bit by bit into smoke, and died with the wind.

Oh!

Looking at the disappearing Liu Ruyan, in front of the water curtain in the hall of Tianxuan gate, Fu Ya sighed to himself, "it's really natural that Liu Ruyan died, but he recovered Qingming."

"To fill the road with love, and then become a complete, chaotic Road, even more in the past, added a touch of daughter's love, but more a ray of red dust injury." Donghuang Taixin words leisurely, "experienced the vicissitudes of life, can in the wasted years of real transformation, that is the nirvana of blood and tears."

"He... He's not the head of the line." As they talked, a trembling voice sounded in the devastated mountains.

Ye Chen stood up, like a awakened supernatural spirit. Before the man moved, the shadow of the whole sky retreated one step, and his body was shaking. It was a shiver from the depths of his soul.

Bury her!

Ye Chen opened his mouth, majestic, ethereal and cold, as if God were sentencing.

Suddenly, the wind and cloud changed again. With his body as the center, the evil spirit was surging, turning along a certain track, forming a whirlpool. Under the rapid operation, it continuously became huge and swept the heaven and earth.

Ah!

Immediately, there was a scream, many people have been involved in the vortex, Sheng Sheng was ground into fly ash.

Ah!

The scream never stopped, and the black whirlpool continued to expand. In the places where it passed, all living creatures were swallowed up, and pieces of shadows turned into flying ash. Even the monks at the top of the nether world were unable to resist.

The three quasi heaven realms of Xueling aristocratic family are full of fear, and they are all retreating with trembling bodies.Bury her!

Ye Chen stepped on the empty sky with one step, and the magic palm waved. Everywhere he passed, all became ashes. The old man in the blood robe flew out on the spot. Before he had stabilized his body, he saw the shadow of the devil suddenly appeared.

Poof!

The blood spatter, his heart, by Ye Chen one hand grasps, ground into flesh and blood.

Ah!

Unintentional people, scream is very sad, stumbling backward.

Ye Chen pressed forward, holding the magic awn in his hand, and there was a magic pattern flowing between his palms and fingers. A fist pierced through the empty sky. Half of the body of the old man in the blood robe was crushed into a blood mist. By the time he stabilized his figure, his head was separated from his body.

Three moves to fight against the sky, so that the people of the blood spirit family can't even stand firm.

He killed the old man in the blood robe. Ye Chen stepped across the sky and stepped on the sea of evil blood. He was surrounded by a black whirlpool and killed the old man in purple robe. Everywhere he passed, there was blood and dead bones. There was no one to stop him.

Seeing this, the old man in purple turned and fled.

Even if you escape to hell, I will overturn the whole place. Prison!

Behind him, ye Chen's words are full of magic charms, which makes the body of the purple robed old man tremble and turn his body subconsciously.

Hum!

Facing him, he saw a black spear.

Poof!

The blood flower is still gorgeous. The head of the monk in the purple robe is pierced and nailed to death on the spot.

It's just a move. Kill the sky again!

Ye Chen suddenly side head, looking at the black robed old man, he to escape thousands of feet.

Ye Chen is so murderous that he steps out and shrinks into an inch. He immediately kills the old man in black.

Suppress it!

The man in black suddenly turned around, and the bloody copper furnace was pressed down.

Ye Chen ignores directly, the devil's hand covers the sky and the earth, and grabs the bloody copper furnace. The magic power gathers, and the bloody copper furnace explodes on the spot.

Poof!

The black robed old man was bitten back, and a mouthful of blood gushed out. Before he could stabilize his body, ye Chen killed him, and his magic palm ran down into the sky.

Poof!

Blood light suddenly appeared, the black robed old man was split on the spot.

There are only two moves. Once again, the sky will be killed. It's really true that it's gone.

Ah!

The howling is still going on. The scarred mountains are razed to the ground. The bloody heaven and earth are filled with mountains and rivers of blood. It is like a hell without an end. If you fall into it, you will never be able to live beyond life.

I don't know when, the howl disappears.

In the blood mist, a young man with blood all over his body walked out slowly, and his blood was flying. He was like a demon God. He stepped on the sea of evil blood, carrying a sword with blood, and went straight to the friars' world.