Ahead, to a starry sky.
Although there are many ancient stars, they have no spirit of life, not to mention half a person''s shadow. The whole star field is covered in the twilight, which is a scene of dilapidated. Yes, this is a dead and silent star field, and it will also be ye Chen''s battlefield.
While speaking, ye Chen stepped in and went deeper.
Poor Qi then arrived. He poked out big holes in the space of the star field. To his embarrassment, he didn''t hit Ye Chen once, and that guy was too slippery.
So, another million miles.
I don''t know when, ye Chen just settled down, already enough deep into the starry sky.
"Ants, where to go?" It''s hard to kill.
The man turned into a man again, covering the sky with one hand, heavy as a mountain, and collapsing the starry sky.
This palm of his hand is enough to crush a great saint.
Ye Chen sneers, does not hide, does not dodge, head-on, completely conforms to the emperor to be soldiers, increases the combat power, holds the secret method, evolves the supernatural power, nine ways and eight wasteland are in one, one blow blows back the poverty and strangeness.
It''s hard to believe that he is the emperor to be!
He soon found out that he was in the body.
"One on one." Ye Chen violently twisted his neck.
"Look down on you." Poor strange smile, blood red eyes, forest is terrible.
Ye Chen didn''t reply, but attacked directly.
In his hand, a magic golden sword was conjured up by Tao.
"Dao Jian?" The poor and strange blood eyes are slightly narrowed.
After three or two breaths, ye Chen kills and flies to the sky. With one sword, he cuts out a bright immortal river. He is blessed with the power of quasi emperor. His power is invincible and easily cuts through the starry sky.
Poor strange sneer, a palm sweep, wear out the immortal river.
At the same time, he shot out the silent thunder from his eyebrows, penetrated the starry sky and specialized in Ye Chen Yuan Shen.
Ye Chen''s heart is cold chide, nine God war melts together, ground out thunder.
The fun of poor Qi''s smile and self recognition of Shenzu''s secret arts make him more curious about ye Chen.
However, he did not rush to uncover Ye Chen''s veil.
He has a bad habit. He will always leave some thoughts for himself. When he uncovers the riddle, it will be boring. He will take off the veil of Ye Chen one by one.
Opposite, ye Chen kills again, a sword passes through Changhong.
Poor and strange, he dodged in a flash, turned his hand and overturned Ye Chen. Before ye Chen could stabilize his figure, he raised his hand and pointed to the end. He said, "a mole ant is a mole ant in the end."
In the imagination, the picture of Ye Chen being pierced is not presented.
Poor strange a finger, hit empty, or say, at that moment, ye Chen unexpectedly suddenly disappeared.
"Turn the universe into dust?" Poor Qi frowned.
"That''s right." The cold words sounded in his ear. Ye Chen killed himself in the dust space. He pushed back with a sword. Dao Jian attacked the origin. He was not good to suffer. His body was tyrannical, but there was nothing to hang on to. Dao Jian was not an ordinary sword. He ignored the body.
"Damn it." Poverty and anger, leisure look, suddenly dispersed, in exchange for a ferocious color.
At this moment, he began to look at Ye Chen. He was not an ordinary saint. Even if there was no quasi emperor''s troops to assist him in the battle, he would be able to kill the great sage. If there was a quasi emperor''s army to assist in the battle, he could really destroy the emperor.
For a moment, his momentum soared.
Ye Chen is not weak in the wind and is full of energy. He also shows his peak fighting power. He puts on the huntian battle armor and opens the inner prime. His body is shining with gold. Every pore of his body is filled with the origin of the holy body. His magnificent Qi and blood are rolling like an ocean.
The big fight starts, and the sky breaks.
On the one hand, poverty and strange opened a vision, backed by the vast land of demons. In the magic land, the Tao was interwoven with the vision of destruction. The stars were still destroyed, the sun was collapsing, and the ghosts were howling with blood. He was like a demon God, swallowing the eight Barrens, rebelling against Yin and Yang, and reversing the heaven and earth.
On the one hand, ye Chen holds up the golden immortal realm and merges with the chaotic world. All things evolve in the inner world. It is also a blend of various visions. The dragon is circling, the Phoenix is neighing, the white tiger is roaring, the Xuanwu is expanding the road, and the four sacred animals are guarding the four sides. He stands in the center, like the God of war, and performs the chaos in his body, interweaves with the origin and merges with the blood.
"Suppress it for me." Poor Qi opens an attack, summoning a huge mountain, pressing to Ye Chen.
"Broken." Ye Chen is more domineering. He goes against the sky and blows out the mountain with one blow.
At this moment, poor Qi killed him. With one hand, he opened Ye Chen''s chest, broke his holy bone, and immediately crushed it to ashes. Ye Chen did not suffer any loss. A sword was poking a blood hole into poor Qi. The killing machine of Dao Jian ran into his channels, attacked his origin and destroyed it wantonly.
Each of them will win or lose in a fight.
The poor and strange people roared with rage and held up the sky with one hand. From the nihility of jiuxiao, a sea of thunder and blood was summoned, such as the nine Heavenly God River, which submerged Ye Chen. This is the immortal method of the poor and strange people. Once it is swallowed, it is difficult to get rid of it. It will be torn into blood mist by thunder and life.
However, he looked down on Ye Chen.
Ye Chen resisted the thunder and blood sea. He incarnated as a golden dragon, released the thunder and blood sea, and instantaneously transformed the human form. Under the cover of one hand, the emperor Fuxi''s 9981 array appeared frequently. The array was connected with the array, which trapped the poor and strange emperor."Emperor Tao Fuxi array." "Poor cold hum," who are you
"Guess." Ye Chen, with one hand to seal, moves the array to kill poor Qi.
"This array can''t trap the king." It''s not that the Fuxi array of emperor Daofu can''t do well, it''s Ye Chen who is weak in cultivation and can''t exert the power of this array, let alone that the opponent is quasi emperor, and the realm completely suppresses the holy king.
Before and after only three interest, poor and strange will break out of the array.
"Don''t worry. There''s more." Ye Chen has long been ready to sacrifice the chaos tripod, hanging in the sky, together with other magic tools, which are called by chaos tripod. There are tens of thousands of them. One statue shines bright light, shining the dim star sky.
"Chaos tripod?" Poor strange color change, ignore other magic tools, only see chaos tripod.
This tripod is a symbol. Its appearance reveals Ye Chen''s identity.
However, it is hard to imagine that the person fighting with him is Ye Chen. What is ridiculous is that he did not know until now and understood why a holy king was so strong.
His instant shock, revealed the flaw, gave Ye Chen the opportunity.
The chaotic tripod is humming, and thousands of magic weapons are ringing in unison. The instruments are connected with each other, and their powers are connected. Before they fall from the sky, the star sky collapses inch by inch at the speed visible to the naked eye.
Poof!
As strong as a poor and strange body, it is also cracked by pressure, and the blood is as thin as a fountain.
Wanjian Fengshen!
Ye Chen rebukes coldly, a sword pierces the head of poor Qi and severely damages its original spirit.
Ah!
Poor Qi roars, this life magic tool sacrifice, knocked over Ye Chen.
War!
Ye Chen settled down and killed again.
Kill!
The poor and strange roared, the eyes were scarlet, the blood was cruel, a bloody face, ferocious as the devil. He healed the divine body with great magic power, and guarded in the Shenhai with his own magic weapon. Ye Chen was the enemy of the poor and strange family. How could he give up.
The more fierce the fight between the two.
Blood, such as rain pouring, some Ye Chen, but also poor strange, two people''s blood, in the fall, still into various forms, continue to attack, really want to fight to ash, only then calculate.
The picture of blood is shocking.
Thanks to the fact that there are no spectators, if there are outsiders here, they will surely be shocked and shocked by Ye Chen''s hegemonic fighting power. Only in the holy King''s territory, and with only one soldier to be emperor''s support, he would dare to be tough and poor.
Poof!
In the 100th round, ye Chensheng''s body burst, and the holy way was strong enough to heal against the heaven.
After that, in the 200 th round, his body burst into a mist of blood, and his resilience was terrible. With only a drop of blood, he rebuilt the body again.
Two people fight to madness, such as two beasts, primitive and tyrannical.
It can be seen that ye Chen has the upper hand. Although Qi and blood are in rout, the war spirit is high.
On the contrary, it''s a bit sad. The people who were killed are not human, their blood and bones are collapsing all over the starry sky. Every time they want to fight back, they are beaten back by Ye Chen, and they are healed again and again, but they are blasted again and again. A great emperor to be in famine is actually driven mad by a holy king.
Poof!
It''s blood bloom again, poor and strange body, I don''t know how many times burst.
He wants to rebuild his body again.
However, ye Chen didn''t give him a chance this time. Chaos tripod, wanzun magic instrument, chaos big world and golden immortal domain suppressed his original spirit, and his real body was also cut off by Ye Chen.
No!
The poor man howled and roared, his eyes highlighted, and he was full of fear. However, no matter how he roared, it was difficult to stop the withered spirit. His real body was cut off, and even if he was to be the emperor, he could not resist the heaven.
He was defeated, and the poor and strange people were defeated again and lost to Ye Chen.
He didn''t want to, he was angry, but these are not important any more, this defeat, it is gone.
Boom!
With a roar, the poor and illusory yuan Shen was completely destroyed.
The starry sky, because of his death, fell into a deathly quiet, only blood mist flying, only poor and strange roar, infinite reverberation, to this broken starry sky, added a look of bloody sorrow.
Poof!
Ye Chen spurts blood, standing all unsteadily.
He won, but he was almost dead. His domineering ancient holy body was full of golden blood, and the blood gullies were terrible. It was difficult to heal the wound because of the poor opportunity of killing.
However, without the support of the emperor''s soldiers, he slaughtered the quasi emperor only in the holy King''s realm. He was proud enough that he was too difficult to kill, and his achievements were against the heaven again.
"In the end, it seems to me."
Ye Chen a buttock sits down, although gush blood in the mouth, but smile unrestrained.
He was right.
In the auction of Youming Pavilion, he won the real fire of Taiyin, the true thunder, the purple gourd, and the immortal gold. In addition, there were also two great emperors to be collected in his lifetime. Which one of the previous auctions could match his harvest."That''s good." Looking at the booty, ye Chen smiles again.
"Be careful." As soon as his words fell, he heard a big drink, which came from a copper stove.
To be more accurate, it is Lin Xing from the copper furnace.
Hearing the speech, ye Chen suddenly looks back.
In my eyes, I saw a dark light, which forced him to shoot. It was extremely cold and cold, and its power was shocking. It was enough to hit the peak of the emperor to be a real and unique killing.