Because the killing formation was unable to hit, more people in the prehistoric world were affected, and they turned into blood mist in large numbers. Among them, there were many great saints in the prehistoric world, which blocked the space and seemed useless.

"Bastard." The leaders of all races were furious, and they all hung magic weapons on their heads and attacked and attacked.

"Those who block me will die." Ye Chen shouted loudly, and he took off the external commander's dominance body, holding the Taoist sword in his hand, rushing all the way, without looking at who is who is who, and going to cut the watermelon and rushing all the way.

"Suppress me." A great saint of the sage came and activated a divine seal, which came into the air. The divine seal was as heavy as a mountain. Before it could really fall, the space collapsed.

"Get out." Ye Chen snorted coldly and slapped the divine seal.

"Destroy." Ji Ningshuang arrived and slashed the head of Shitao with one sword.

"Die!" Hundreds of great saints of the prehistoric world surrounded them, and hundreds of magic weapons spread across the sky, and the pressure was connected into one piece. The crushed starry sky was blown up, all of which were cast with divine iron, outlining the destruction vision.

Ye Chen instantly turned into the Chaos Realm, and buried him and Ji Ningshuang to defend against it.

Hundreds of magic weapons descended, and the Chaos Realm was broken, but they were unable to break through.

At this moment, Ji Ningshuang opened the external minister of Yaochi, blessed the quasi-emperor soldiers, and swept across hundreds of magic weapons with one palm. Even hundreds of great saints were shocked and vomited blood and retreated, with a look of shock.

After defeating the hundreds of great saints, the two of them rushed straight to the east without stopping.

"Little Holy King, where are you leaving?" A quasi-emperor of the Qiongqi clan shouted loudly and swept over the vast blood evil spirit. The extraordinary quasi-emperor, covering the sky with one palm, the law of extinction flew across the sky.

This time, Ji Ningshuang was replaced by a palm, slapped it out from the air, breaking the palm print.

Otherwise, if we cooperated with each other, the moment she took action, Ye Chen started attacking, and cut off Qiongqi with one slash. Before he could stabilize his footing, Ji Ningshuang arrived again, and pointed a divine light and poked a violent blood hole in his chest. The Immortal Art of the Emperor Dao severely damaged the Dao root.

For this, the two of them also paid the price of blood. Ye Chen was hit by the quasi-emperor weapon, and half of the holy body collapsed. Ji Ningshuang was shot with an arrow on her shoulder. The blood of the immortal body dyed the white fairy clothes red.

"Kill." The army of prehistoric times came from all directions, like a terrifying wave, trying to subdue two people.

"Get out." Ye Chen was still strong and domineering, with no moves at all, and chopped randomly.

Ji Ningshuang was also straightforward and cleared the way of the Tao and walked with blood.

A bloody road was killed.

However, although they were strong, they could not resist the number of people on the other side and were bleeding frequently.

The starry sky was buzzing continuously, and portals appeared one after another, and all the army of prehistoric tribes surged out. Outside the encirclement, there were also encirclements, one by one, one by one, one by one, one by one, and one by one, there were thousands of quasi-emperor weapons, guarding all directions, completely blocking the starry sky.

It was a black ocean, with a size of 50 million, like a dark curtain, covering the vast starry sky, and it was hard to see the light anymore. Those faces were all hideous like evil ghosts, with all their fangs exposed, shining with a sequin, and their red eyes were filled with the light of tyranny.

Compared to the prehistoric world, Ye Chen and Ji Ningshuang are like two grains of sand and dust.

However, although they were small, they were extremely dazzling in the dark ocean. One was like the God of War in the Eight Desolations, shining with golden light, and the other was like the great queen, with a splendid style. The vast starry sky was dyed scarlet by blood mist.

Gudong!

Everyone in the cauldron swallowed, and was so shocked that Ye Chen and the others could not speak.

In the northern starry sky, the Emperor's Dao portal appeared, like a tide of figures gushing out. The Xuanhuang monks arrived first. Seeing this scene, no matter the older generation, they were almost in shock.

"At least 50 million!" The little monkey emperor climbed up and looked into the distance, staring straight with his eyes.

"It's true, it's more dynamic than the other." Kui Niu said.

"It's really Yaochi, she's still alive." The Southern Emperor's divine eyes were like torches. He found the beautiful figure in the sea of ​​people, and was fighting with Ye Chen on the left and right, in the prehistoric army.

"It's clearly buried, why are you alive again?" Xiao Jiuxian scratched her head.

"It's really weird." The Central Emperor and the Western Zun murmured, but they couldn't understand it.

"You are still so gorgeous." Long Jie's smile was a little vicissitudes.

"Have you ever seen me like this?" The goddess of the Spirit Clan looked resentful and glanced at Long Jie, "Do you know, you have married, do you know, she is someone else's wife?"

"I know." Long Jie coughed dryly.

At this time, the eyes of the son of the witch clan will be in flames, but the goddess of the ancient clan is curling her lips. It is still a bunch of people. Fortunately, the son of the barbarian clan is dead, otherwise it will be even more lively.

The Northern Saint was still focused, not speaking or speaking, only looking at Ye Chen, making him feel confused.

While speaking, several domain gates appeared, and the emperor's sons of the heavens also arrived.

"It's really ironic that the 50 million army of prehistoric worlds surrounded and killed two cultivators." Feng Yu, the son of the Qing Emperor, couldn't help but sneer, full of anger. With this combat power, the demons could not hide when they invaded, but the cultivators who fought against the heavens were extremely fierce.

"The East God of Xuanhuang is really alive." Mu Yang, the emperor of the heavens, sighed.

"The two of them are so strong that they were even more powerful back then." Emperor Tianque's son Li Fengqiu exclaimed.

"I have surpassed the level of the emperor, and I am absolutely the level of the young emperor." The emperor's sons took a breath. In this era, there are many monsters, not one or two, but a miraculous family. If someone becomes an emperor in this era, then the two are the most promising.

"Oh, brothers are all here." Song Yu, King Wu of Eastern Zhou Dynasty, and Zhi Yan, the son of the Sun and Moon God, also arrived. They were not the sons of the emperor, but they squeezed into the pile of emperors. At first glance, there was no sense of incongruity. In terms of combat power, they were not weak, and the most important thing was that they were ambitious.

"But someone brings the imperial weapon." Both of them looked at the emperor's sons with their hands in their arms.

"The craze for disaster has not ended, who dares to move the imperial army arbitrarily?" Tianshuo said leisurely.

The two of them coughed dryly, but they forgot about this.

The emperor's sons did not say anything anymore, but just looked quietly. No matter Xiao Yuanhuang and others, or they were all just watchers, and they had no intention of assisting the battle. It seemed that they were just watching the show.

Based on their understanding of Ye Chen, there are so many people in the prehistoric world, and the lineup of 50 million people is strange if they don’t make any big noises, and the so-called big noises must be a heavenly disaster.

More teleportation domain gates appear, from all parties in the starry sky.

The sound of tongue, shock and sighs, formed a tide, and appeared in the world again. Although it was a little surprised, it was expected. However, for Ji Ningshuang, I really couldn't figure it out. Why did I die and live again? It was exactly the same as Ye Chen back then.

No one in their family will die? Such a sentence echoes in the hearts of the world.

And when people cultivators are full of anger at the prehistoric clans, they are typically surrounded by strong soldiers and horses, and they have the will to do whatever they want to do with the demons! When the demons come back, you will hide quickly.

The cultivators who arrived later were all in a slight manner, looking like watching a big show, and there was no way to help. Well... they came from all the way to watch the performance.

Whenever I encounter a crowd of prehistoric worlds, I cannot move forward indiscriminately. Even if I am not destroyed by the prehistoric worlds, I will be killed by the heavenly tribulation. The little thoughts of the holy body Ye Chen are clear to all the heavens.

People are clear about the cultivation of the people, but the great clans in the wilderness were a little confused. They all rushed forward with great force and killed the ancient holy body, but they could be the king.

Otherwise, the prehistoric brains are not good at all?

In other words, it’s okay if you don’t have a memory or not. If you pay some tuition, you will understand everything if you see some blood. This ancient holy body will teach them what routines are.

A fairy light flew away, and the territory of Dachu also arrived.

Donghuang Taixin, Yuehuang and the fifth general walked out together, and saw the vast army of prehistoric countries that looked like a silence. He couldn't help but sneer. His cold murderous intent spread infinitely into the world and wilderness.

Back then, the heavens and men had fought so hard that they could not find any soldiers or soldiers to help the emperor.

Now, in order to siege and kill two people, a 50 million army was dispatched. What a irony.

As the guardian saint of the Gate of Heavens, Donghuang is very hopeful. He only hopes that the demon's iron hooves will be allowed to travel all over the prehistoric world when the demon invades next time, and let those who claim to be a higher race see what blood and bones are. Even if the prehistoric world is buried, they will have the most death.

"Kill me, kill me."

"Those who kill Ye Chen will be appointed as the king."

"Don't care about life and death."

The roar of the prehistoric world was like eternal thunder, trembling with the eternal fairy dome.

In the army, Ye Chen and Ji Ningshuang are still rushing to fight.

However, the great power of the prehistoric world is so powerful that even the two of them can hardly be killed out. The divine body has collapsed more than once, and the bloody body is full of eyes, which is shocking, just like two bloody war gods.

However, their achievements are also shocking.

Looking away from the distance, the slaughtered corpses in the prehistoric world were filled with mountains, blood flowed into rivers, and the rolling blood mist filled the starry sky, and even the starlight was dyed red. The whole world was as if it was washed by blood, and it was bloody. Just looking at it, I was frightened.

The shouts of killing will be destroyed.

The prehistoric world has not attacked and killed again. The black figures spread all over the world, surrounding Ye Chen and the other two. Thousands of quasi-imperial soldiers have revived their divine power, aiming at them, ready to kill them at all times.

Looking at the faces of the prehistoric people, they were already distorted with ferociousness, licking their scarlet tongue, and their smile was gloomy and terrifying. In their opinion, Ye Chen was unable to make up for the world.

"A group of rats." In the center, Ye Chen staggered, and even his hands holding the sword were trembling. He was so exhausted that he had cut his hands softly, and his feet were stepping on the blood and bones of the prehistoric world.

"This lineup should be enough." Ji Ningshuang smiled softly.

"Let me take a look." Ye Chen tiptoed and looked over. All the people in the prehistoric world could naturally see the cultivators in the heavens, and they were all holding hands. Waiting for the big show?

"What are you looking at?" Shangguan Jiu grabbed the mouth of the tripod and looked at it.

"Dad is counting the number of people?" Ye Ling smiled.

"Come on, don't be idle." Young Master Tang San was very conscious and stuffed a memory crystal to everyone, preparing to take a wonderful picture. As a god, how could he not know the nature of the holy body? If there are too many people, he has to behave well.

On this side, Ye Chen had already closed his eyes, gently brushed his hand, and put Ji Ningshuang in the cauldron.

It was a time to say that, and he looked back quickly and showed a charming smile to the prehistoric world. His two rows of teeth were snow-white. After killing for so long, it was time to play a trump card. The National People's Congress came from afar and finally got a pile of things. He had to give him a generous gift, right?
Chapter completed!