In the deep mountains, Ye Chen woke up, his eyes opened, and two divine lights shot out, poking out two holes in the mountain wall ahead.

Facts have proved that the eyes can indeed kill people, and the divine light shot from the eyes can still be done by destroying one or two little ghosts.

Ye Chen exhaled a breath of turbid air and looked inside the ancient holy body.

When you see, you will see a piece of golden rays, the holy bones are like gold cast, engraved with runes, and the real steel and iron bones.

What made him curious the most was a force that was flowing in his body.

The power was mysterious and ancient, which made him very familiar, a bit like the feeling of opening the blood and continuing the limit, which was extremely similar.

"Interesting." Ye Chen muttered, raised his hand and stroked his chest, and a bloody valley was cut.

Strangely, before the holy blood overflowed, the wound healed and healed instantly, and his recovery was very terrible.

"This is the real domineering state, it's really domineering."

Ye Chen couldn't help laughing, his eyes were bright, his fists were clenched, and the space between his palms and fingers was fragile and burst into pieces.

His body is too strong and the space cannot bear it.

The powerful force in his body was like a surging ocean, surging, giving him enough confidence that he could kill the saint with one punch.

"Okay." With a long roar, he climbed to the sky with one step, punched the void, and made a hole in the sky.

"Ye Chen, get out." Just as Ye Chen was excited, a roar of shock and spread with the power of cultivation.

Ye Chen raised his eyebrows, shook his domineering body, and looked at the ghost city.

The roar came from there, and someone was looking for trouble.

Ye Chen smiled again, revealing two rows of teeth, twisted his neck hard, stepped on Xutian, and headed straight for the ghost city.

When there is a fight, there will be treasures to collect. He likes to do this job the most.

Looking at the outside of the ghost city, there was indeed a lot of movement. The thick dark clouds were like dark curtains covering the sky, covering the sky and the sky was gone.

Outside the ghost town, eight figures stood, lined up in a row.

They are all in the dark generals, and they are all carrying armor, with majestic weapons, extraordinary bloodlines, and surging blood and raging.

These eight people are not simple, they are the underworld generals under the throne of Chujiang.

In the Tenth Hall of the Underworld, King Chujiang was in charge of the second hall. The eight of them, together with the Feilong Ming General, were called the nine major Ming generals of the Second Hall.

Not every general of the underworld is lucky enough to return to the throne of Yama.

However, those who can be favored by Yama and be accepted by Yama are all talents and talented.

The eight of them, plus the flying dragon and the underworld, were all honored and even honored. They were cultivated by Yama and respected by all directions.

The eight great generals of the underworld arrived together, and the people in the city were alarmed, either in groups of three or five, and rushed out of the city gate.

Seeing the visitors, the spectators couldn't help but shivered. The eight people were connected with momentum and pressure, which was very powerful.

"What are these eight people?" someone said in surprise.

"The underworld general in the second hall is subordinate to the throne of Chujiang."

"From left to right, there are the generals of the Heavenly River, the Generals of the Earthly Yue Ming, the Generals of the Heavenly Kun Ming, the Generals of Yin and Yang Ming, the Generals of Red Flame Ming, the Generals of Jiaohai Ming, the Generals of the Sin, and the Generals of the Wind and Thunder Ming.

"It's rare to see it on weekdays, and today eight people appear."

"Now, Ye Chen is hanging, and he is fucked by one of his eight designated items."

"Who can you blame this?" Someone put his hands in his arms, "I saw that he was beaten by Feilong Ming. If I asked me, I would also fuck him."

"Ye Chen, get out." As the conversation was made, Chi Yanming shouted angrily, and his divine eyes burned the red flames.

The remaining seven great generals all looked like frost.

Who is King Chujiang? He is one of the ten palaces of the underworld. The underworld under his seat is crippled, which is great.

As King Chujiang, he would never lower his identity and seek settlement with Ye Chen. The matters of the younger generation need to be solved by the younger generation.

The younger generation in the Second Hall belongs to them, and the task of finding a place is theirs, as they are forced to pretend.

"Who is Ye Chen? Come quickly." Seeing that no one walked into the sky, Feng Lei Ming general shouted angrily, and a sound of thunder seemed to be thunder.

"Who is looking for me?" The voice sounded, but it was not from the ghost city, but from another empty sky, with a figure transforming into a illusion.

Ye Chen's guy appeared, stepped on the void, swaying around, very uncontrollable, as if nothing had happened.

When he came, the Eight Great Mings generals turned around together, with a divine light blooming in their eyes, their brilliance, and inexplicably excited.

This time, there are actually two purposes, one is to find a place.

As for the second, it is to see if the legendary holy body is true as the legend says: invincible at the same level.

All of them are the underworld generals under the throne of Yama, and they all have their own arrogance. They recognize that they have failed in the same level. How can they conquer the ancient holy body?

What they thought was, like the previous Flying Dragon and Nether General, they wanted to use actual combat to break the myth of invincibility of the Holy Body level.

Ye Chen stopped and glanced at the eight people. Without asking, he was from which place he must belong to King Chujiang of Yan Luo.

He had crippled Feilong Ming General before, but it would be strange if someone could give up.

However, he didn't expect that if he didn't come, there would be eight. Judging from his attitude, he obviously wanted to fight together!

"There is actually a quasi-saint king who really respects me."

Ye Chen raised his eyebrows and looked at the one on the far left. It should be the Tianhe Ming General, who is famous in the underworld. He had heard of some.

The aura of the Tianhe Ming General was the most powerful. He had surpassed the saint and ascended to the quasi-saint king. His aura was not ordinary.

However, this is actually no difference to him.

When he is in the heavens, he is a quasi-saint and can become a quasi-saint king.

Now that we have come to the underworld, we have merged the holy bones of Ba Yuan and the divine treasures of Emperor Huang, and our combat power has reached an extremely terrifying state.

It can be said that you can do whatever you want under the Holy King level.

It doesn’t matter. If I dare to be timid, I won’t call Ye Chen.

When fighting with these people, he doesn't even have to open a domineering body. He just picks eight of them, and I will still do it.

"Ye Chen, you are so brave. You dare to hurt my second palace general." Qiankun Ming general scolded coldly, with murderous intent everywhere.

"What do you think?" Ye Chen hugged his chest with his hands, smiled leisurely, and looked at Qiankun Ming General with interest.

"If you lose your cultivation, you will be spared." Qiankunming shouted coldly, and his awesomeness was gradually getting better.

"Sorry, this is really impossible." Ye Chen curled his lips.

"Then I will do it myself." Qian Kunming stepped on the nine sky and stepped over in one step. A divine light surrounded the fingertips. Qian Kun's secret technique was integrated into it, and one finger was domineering and destroying withered and rotten.

Ye Chen smiled faintly, his face remained unchanged, standing like a javelin, allowing Qian Kunming to poke a finger, but he remained motionless.

The observer was no longer calm and thought to himself that Ye Chen was really arrogant.

That is a saint, not a quasi-saint, and that finger is not a joke. If you are not careful, you will be killed.

However, the picture of Ye Chen being penetrated by a finger in imagination did not appear. Not only did it not appear, but it was shocking.

Qiankun Ming poked Ye Chen's body with a finger, but it did not break Ye Chen's defense, and only sparked on Ye Chen's body.

There was still a sound, as if metal was colliding. With a clanging sound, the Qiankun Ming pointed his finger, as if he poked a steel plate.

"How is that possible?" The spectators were shocked and unbelievable. It was a saint's finger! It didn't break the quasi-saint defense.

"How is that possible?" The seven great generals also narrowed slightly.

"How is that possible?" The most shocking thing was the Qiankun Ming General. The fingering magic power he relied on was so fragile in front of Ye Chen. What's ridiculous is that no one moved.

"Your finger doesn't seem to work very well!" Ye Chen smiled and casually patted the dust on his chest.

"Arrogant." Qian Kunming shouted and attacked again.

This time, the combat power is fully opened, the seal of Qiankun is squeezed with hands, and many magical powers are combined, and there is also a flow of seal script between the palms and fingers.

If you want to say that this guy is stronger than Feilong Ming General, but he is not much stronger. No matter how strong he is, he can still be stronger than Ye Chen?

This time, Ye Chen moved, but he didn't stand and let him beat him.

I made you poke it and it was so fucking exciting. Then I have to make you happy.

"Suppress." Qiankunming covered Ling Tian with one palm.

"Where did you get the confidence?" Ye Chen snorted coldly. He did not move his fist, but pointed a hundred secret techniques, and integrated the six meridian magical powers.

Qiankun Ming was embarrassed. Qiankun’s palm print was like white paper, and Ye Chen’s finger was exposed, and thousands of secret techniques were all made into decorations.

Not only was the palm prints pierced, but even his body was pierced, and blood squirted out of the blood hole as big as a finger.

"My finger is better than yours." Ye Chen blew his finger, "Next time, it will be your eyebrows."

"Looking for death." Qiankun Ming General was furious, and manifested his magic sword in his hand, instilled magic power, and slashed out of the immortal river with one sword.

He was really angry. The general under the throne of Chujiang was defeated one after another with a saint level.

His arrogance was hit and even the saint level could not beat Ye Chen. What could he do to break the myth of the invincible holy body?

Ye Chen laughed happily, stepping on the vast void, wandering around the sky like a ghost.
To be continued...