The Forest of the Prehistoric World rumbling, and the sky seemed to be destroyed by thunder, and was in chaos in the cracking and healing.

The battle was a bit tragic, and they were all killed. All kinds of blood poured out, like various lights and rains, interwoven beautiful pictures, but the gorgeous pictures were bloody.

The Qinglong, White Tiger, Vermillion Bird and Xuanwu moved, and each made their seals and worked together to sacrifice the barrier to protect this world. The two of them had too much fluctuations in the battle, so as not to suffer the aftermath of the people below.

"This is a bit bloody, King Xuanwu doesn't care?" Someone said tentatively.

"As long as the older generation is involved, the Southern Region Xuanwu King will not interfere." A mouse pinched his beard, "It's like this every year, and he is already used to it."

"It's over, the nine-headed bird is about to kneel." Someone shouted, and asked those who were looking around to look for the figure of Xuanwu King to look up at the Piaomiao Cangqiu.

The battle was the most intense. Ten quasi-saints besieged Ye Chen, but Ye Chen was fucked alone. The worst of them was the nine-headed bird, whose divine body had collapsed.

Ye Chen took special care of him. He always had great skills and greeted him with the nine-headed bird. He was determined to kill the nine-headed bird, just because the guy touched his reverse scale, he had to die.

"Save me." The nine-headed bird with only the soul left burned the power of the soul and fled in Xutian in a panic. What made him crazy was that Ye Chen stared at him and ran to greet him when he took the time.

"Can you leave?" Ye Chen snorted coldly, crossed Xutian, rushed to chase and killed him, and with one palm, he beat Tian, ​​and killed half of his soul, and swept him off Xutian with one hand.

"In the next life, don't mess with people you shouldn't mess with." Ye Chen looked cold, and he said something as if he was verdict. He held a pitch-black war spear in his hand and threw it towards the falling nine-headed bird. The pitch-black war spear, with the power of destruction, pierced through the void space all the way, and it was a spear that was the ultimate kill.

The nine-headed bird looked frightened and fled for the death. Before the soul was penetrated by the spear, it was already cold and cold, as if it had been dragged into Jiuyou and was about to suffer the pain of purgatory.

He truly smelled the breath of death. The so-called arrogance is not worth mentioning in front of death.

Perhaps it was not until this moment that he understood what regrets and just attended the event well, but he overestimated his ability to provoke the ancient sage body, which ended in such a miserable way.

Save me, save me, and when life and death are dying, the nine-headed bird is looking at Prince Jin Crow. With the combat power of Prince Jin Crow, he can save him from danger as long as he raises his hand slightly.

But Prince Jinwu was fine, he only looked at him with interest, his mouth slightly raised, "Waste."

The nine-headed bird roared, with resentment and anger, with hideous face and blood-red eyes.

He will have today, and half of it is thanks to Prince Jinwu. If Prince Jinwu had not revealed the whereabouts of Ye Chen and Ye Chen's old friend to him, he would not have directed the drama today.

But at this moment, regret is useless, because the spear has already come down and nailed it to the air. The murderous intent on the spear quickly crushed his soul and completely disappeared.

Afterwards, pieces of blood poured over the sky, and someone was destroyed and was torn on the spot by Ye Chen. It was also a big bird with strong bloodlines, but I don’t know which race it was.

Ye Chen was too lazy to care about which race he was, and killed directly. Since he would definitely go against me, he would be ready to be destroyed. An old saying goes, if you come out, you will have to pay it back.

The ten quasi-saints were destroyed, and two of the other eight quasi-saints had no intention of retreating. They were all like chicken blood, with great magical powers coming out frequently, and the terrifying magic weapon was soaring to the sky. It would not be enough if you didn't kill them.

Ye Chen would not be polite. He stepped on the feet of Taixu and traverseed the sky. He used his ancient holy body to stand up and defeated the enemy with his unparalleled magical powers. He was defeated by him with an absolute advantage in the lineup.

The people below were amazed at the sight. Three years ago, I heard Ye Chen picking twenty-seven outside the Donghuang Ancient City. At that time, it was just because it was a rumor and there was no full letter. I saw him today and no one questioned him anymore.

While speaking, someone was killed. It was the little monkey emperor's opponent, Taigu Feng Diao. He died miserably and was hit by the guy's body with a stick. His soul wanted to escape, but he could not escape the silence.

In no particular order, the Martial Bear of the Earth also killed the ancient blood geese, and slapped them to death with a slap. The body and soul were silent together. When they landed, there was only a pool of flesh and blood left.

The two shouted and went straight to Ye Chen's side to kill him, and stood side by side to fight against the enemy.

Below, there were people rushing upwards, one after another, most of them heading towards Ye Chen.

Someone counted carefully that except for the seven Ye Chen and the others, there were more than twenty people participating in the battle. The other party left the saint-level saint of the Yamata Orochi, and the rest were all quasi-saints, all fierce.

"A group of rats." Among the quasi-saint level, Ye Chen is the most fierce. He picked up a three-headed monster bird with one spear, and his soul was really gone. His body fell into Xutian and turned into a wisp of blood-colored ashes.

"Suppress me." A red-winged bird came and activated a blood-colored ancient seal. He was the prince of the winged clan, and he was also a little famous among the quasi-saint level.

His blood-colored ancient seal collapsed into space, but failed to suppress Ye Chen. Instead, Ye Chen overturned it with his palm. The Chaos Divine Cauldron was buzzing and smashed it directly to me.

The natal magic weapon was damaged, and the red-winged bird was also retaliated. The body was cracked and blood blew. It retreated, but before it could stop, Ye Chen came and started to tear it straight away.

For this reason, Ye Chen was also stabbed by a sword on his back. The person who took action was an ancient flying phoenix. His sword was extremely cruel and a magical power of killing. If he were an ordinary quasi-saint, he would have been killed.

Ye Chen suddenly turned around, and a big monument-hitting hand swung the ancient flying phoenix flying, and then the nine-unit-unit divine rays pierced through the ancient flying phoenix's divine sea and annihilated its soul.

"Die!" Someone stepped forward again, and it was a sneak attack, destroying the sword with one sword.

This person's identity is not simple, he is a three-purpose divine bird. His ancestors were also considered a giant gang in the prehistoric period. Their bloodline origin was in line with the innate nature of Shenzang, and they were extremely domineering.

However, no matter how powerful the bloodline is, as long as you are at the quasi-saint level, it will be false in front of the holy body.

Ye Chen had rushed over, neither dodging nor defending, and allowed the three-eyed divine bird to pierce his chest with a sword, and his suddenly raised palm had become a divine sword, and he slashed it with one palm.

At this moment, the princes of three powerful races came together to kill him. Their original body was all a kind of bird, with ancient and powerful bloodlines. They worked together to activate a black-colored killing sword and Ling Tian slashed him.

The real quasi-saint king soldier, who was a real sword, swallowed up many creatures' blood, bound many resentful spirits, blessed the power of the sword, and even cut open the world with one sword.

Ye Chen was injured, and one arm was almost removed, with only a trace of flesh and skin connected to his shoulders.

The holy body was resilient and the arm was instantly followed. Ye Chen took a step to the sky, and the Chaos Cauldron turned into a spear, which was smashed by the Lingtian. One of them was smashed into blood mist on the spot, the second person's body was pierced, the third person's worst, and the soul was directly picked to death.

The domineering little monkey emperor and Kui Niu, who were also fighting, laughed. Ye Chen was so fierce that they all had a great fighting spirit. On the first day, the seven brothers went into battle together, bathed in blood, fought to the point of madness, and killed to the point of red eyes, extremely bloody and primitive.

Blood poured out again, and the prince of a clan could not escape the disaster, and was slapped into flesh paste by Ye Chen.

At this point, he had killed eight princes in a row, but he became more and more fierce as he fought. Although he was beaten up by a group, he had the advantage of the battle. It was not the other party surrounding him, but he chased him.

He is really like a bloody god of war, so dazzling that it is impossible to look directly at. Every place he goes, there will be a blood disaster. Every place he goes, a clan prince is beheaded, and the picture is bloody.

The world was stained with blood, and a figure fell, and the blood was whispered. Those who were not alive were dead, most of them were killed by Ye Chen, and the evil spirits raged in the sky.

The besieged by him was afraid of being beaten, and no one dared to step forward again. Everyone was covered in blood and bones, dragging their half-dead body to escape desperately. Then there was no such majesty as the prince of a clan.

The people below were watching and gasping for air. The princes who were usually angry were like a joke in front of the ancient saint body. A group of princes were chased and beaten by one. Not only did they not take Ye Chen, they were fucked and thrown away their armor. This was indeed ironic.
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