Hearing the sound, everyone present looked back and looked behind him.

When I saw it, I saw a golden figure coming stepping on the galaxy. Every time my feet fell, it would rush the sky.

That was Ye Chen, who finally came, covered in a ghost mask, with a murderous aura, just like a god of killing coming from hell.

"There are really people who are not afraid of death." The ninth prince of Jin Qi smiled faintly, his lips slightly raised, and he looked out at the sky with interest.

"A saint dares to act rashly, so I will suppress him." An old man snorted coldly behind the ninth prince of Jin and Zi.

"Get out." The ninth prince of Jin Qi waved his hand and licked his scarlet tongue. "I like to see sensational scenes the most."

"Who is that person?" The monks below talked about it, all looking at Ye Chen. However, the Taoist practice was not enough. They could not see Ye Chen's true appearance, but only knew Ye Chen's murderous aura, which made people feel trembling.

"Eighty-mostly, I am an old friend of the Western Master, and I have come to rescue this time."

"It's just the realm of a saint, but it's not enough to be filled with gold. Isn't this asking for death?" Worry sounds one after another.

While speaking, Ye Chen had arrived and headed straight to the stone platform. The monks from all directions had a tacit understanding and made way for him.

Even the Jinqi tribe members who were guarding the stone platform made way with a grim smile and let Ye Chen come straight up.

Ye Chen waved his hand and broke the iron chain hanging from Xizun, holding it on a layer of soft clouds.

"Let's go, go quickly." Xi Zun's eyes were dim and dull. His voice was so weak that it was extremely hoarse. His mouth was bleeding constantly. His messy long hair covered half of his face. He was no longer in human form, and the fire of life was annihilated.

"Don't talk." Ye Chen said lightly, putting his palm on the back of Xizun, instilling the rolling true power, using the origin of the holy body to stabilize his heart and the soul to stabilize his true body and mind platform.

"Damn it." Kui Niu cursed angrily, and his eyes were blood-red.

Is this still the Western Lord? The Xuanhuang Western Lord in his memory has a solemn appearance and dazzling appearance, like a god's incarnation.

But now, it is more like a beggar, like a dog.

All of this was given by the gold and gold, which destroyed the Buddhas in the Western Desert, and stained the land with blood.

"Stay rest." Ye Chen brushed his hand, causing Xi Zun to fall asleep, and then sent him into the copper furnace.

"You are definitely not an unknown person to come here, so you come here." The ninth prince of Jin Qi smiled faintly and looked down at Ye Chen.

"You don't need to know." Ye Chen was so quiet that he was scary.

"Looking for death." The golden elves on the stone platform held the war spear and surrounded them, all of whom were grimly smiling, with a fierce and terrifying face.

Ye Chen moved, stepped down, and disappeared in an instant.

The next scene was a little strange. He was missing, but he was seen rolling down one by one.

Hundreds of golden zodiacs were destroyed in three seconds.

The monks from all directions opened their mouths and stared at the stone platform in a daze. The headless golden tiles were still stuck, and blood was squirting from their necks, dyeing the stone platform bloodily.

This is so shocking, you know that it is Jinniang.

How is the Jinniu? The first batch of creatures in the world and their bloodlines are so domineering. There are many quasi-saint kings in the Jinniu tribe who were killed by a saint in three seconds.

The most depressing thing is the golden jewels who were instantly killed.

It can be seen that every head that rolled down from the stage, his eyes were all incredible. Without even looking at it, he was killed instantly and neatly.

A trace of bloody wind blew, and Ye Chen showed his true form again. His murderous aura was surging. The killing sword in his hand was still bleeding, ticking.

"Interesting." The ninth prince of Jin Qi smiled playfully. The guy was calm and lying down. He didn't feel sorry for his family's death. He didn't even frown. He was not shocked at all at all at all at all at all at all at all at all at all at the battle.

"There are more interesting." Ye Chen went straight to the city tower.

"Only overestimate one's own ability." A saint king snatched out, and his palm evolved into a secret technique, covering the sky with one palm.

"Get out." Ye Chen punched him into a blood mist.

Seeing this, the monks from all directions were gasping for air. That was the Saint King! But they were beaten up by a saint.

"Catch this king alive." The ninth prince of Jin Qi sneered.

The old man behind him killed him in one step, and he was a great saint, whose might make the sky buzz.

However, the next moment, he came back, and was hit by Ye Chen with a punch, and he pretended to be terrible.

What's even worse was that before he could stop his body, a spear arrived and nailed it to the city tower.

His eyes were highlighted, full of depression, and he wanted to ask, why are you a saint so strong?

Unfortunately, he had no chance. He was killed without using many secret techniques, and his soul was also wiped out.

The monks below were petrified, their eyes wide open, and their saints destroyed the great saints and subverted their outlook on life.

The ninth prince of Jin Qi was not calm and stood up with a sudden move. He defeated the Great Sage with one move. Is he a quasi-emperor level?

"It's interesting." Ye Chen carried the blood-stained sword and walked towards the city tower step by step. His smile made people scared.

"Kill me and take him down for me." The ninth prince of Jin Qi roared while retreating, his eyes full of ferocious expression.

After the words came, thousands of figures rushing out, including great saint level and holy king level, magical tools, magical powers, or killing formations, pressing towards Ye Chen overwhelmingly.

Ye Chen's body was like a ghost, and he shrank in one step and dodged, entered the enemy formation, swept across with one sword, and blood was covered with blood.

"Suppress me." A great saint of Jinniu shouted, activated his natal weapon divine mirror, and came to Ye Chen in the air.

"Stop your sister." Ye Chen's killing sword in his hand whirled, emitting the power of the quasi-emperor, and slashed out a brilliant fairy river in the sky, like cutting tofu, cutting the divine mirror in half.

The natal weapon was broken, and the Great Sage of Jinni vomited blood and turned it out horizontally. The old eyes shrank to the size of a needle tip, "Quest Emperor's Soldier."

"I guessed it right." Ye Chen arrived instantly, and a sword of Feng Shen pierced his eyebrows and slashed his true body.

"Destroy." The second great saint of the Jinqi clan arrived, and thousands of secret techniques merged into one finger and pointed directly into Ye Chen's eyebrows.

Ye Chen sneered, suddenly raised his hand, grabbed the Great Sage of Jinniu with an impartial finger, and broke it directly.

The next moment, the Great Sage of Jinniu knelt down and his head was cut off. The escaped soul could not escape Ye Chen's death.

"Train him." Everyone in the world shouted loudly, and the four great saints worked together to create a killing formation, condensed the cage, locked Ye Chen into it, and the power of nirvana was raging.

This is the ban formation of the Jinqi clan, which is ancient and mysterious, and can instantly seal the Great Saint level, which is very domineering.

However, although this formation is powerful, it is not very threatening to Ye Chen. As soon as the cage was formed, Ye Chen slashed a gap with his sword, and rushed out like a dragon.

"I'll let you sleep." Ye Chen shouted coldly, rushed out, and then started killing, and a great saint was instantly killed.

"Together, kill him." The three great saints of Jinniu shouted, and the saints also surrounded and killed him, using their ultimate moves.

"A group of rats." Ye Chen sneered, opening and closing, dancing to kill swords, and the pieces of golden slug fell.

He was like a god of war, invincible, and among thousands of gold tiles, he was like entering a state of no one, and he was so crazy.

The picture is bloody, blood is like rain, and the surging blood mist covers the starry moonlight. Under the sky, a Shura field is formed, and a killing god is harvesting lives.

"Chen Ye, he is Chen Ye." Someone who watched the battle exclaimed, as if he recognized who Ye Chen was, and hissing sounded shocking the sky.

"The great clan of the prehistoric world guarded the coast, and he actually landed."

"No wonder, no wonder he has such combat power." The older monk was also excited and excited. Compared to the battle in Xuanhuang Star Sea, this is just a small fight.

"Changkun, really, kill him, and make a mountain of bones."

"Impossible, this is impossible." Looking at the city tower again, the face of the ninth prince of Jinniu was as pale as paper, and he stumbled backwards, terrified to the point of fear.

The dignified Prince Jinzhang did not have the slightest expression of calmness at this moment, just like a stray dog.
Chapter completed!