Boom! Bang! Boom! Boom!

The blood-colored heavens trembled with the world. Each sound was accompanied by a surging blood mist, dyeing the galaxy red, covering the world with bloody clouds, and covering up the light that should have.

"Oh my God! You can help me!"

"One day, my great clans in the prehistoric world will slaughter the heavens in all realms."

"I've fought with you."

Such roars were even more roaring, from the so-called prehistoric tribe, accompanied by the corpse mountain and bloodline, with roars, wails, and sorrows, all of which were roars from the depths of the soul.

"Blood debts and blood will be paid, and we will never stop until death."

No matter how the prehistoric times howled, the monks in the heavens said this only one thing.

Looking down at the human world, it was a torrent of defeat. The defeat of the prehistoric clans could no longer be reversed. Every battlefield was a fleeing figure, Wang Yang. The territory he had previously captured was now lost one after another. How he fought was how he was beaten back. No clan could gain a foothold, there was no most tragic, only even more tragic.

"The evil done by heaven can still be forgiven."

"Man commits evil, but cannot survive."

The words of the two emperors of Heaven and Ming are not sympathetic, nor are they worthy of mercy. From the moment the war started, we should think that there is today. There is no supreme in the human world. It does not mean that there is no one in the heavens. Even the invasion of the heavenly demons can be repelled. Where can you have the confidence to create war?

Puff! Puff! Puff!

The bright red blood flowers are still beautiful, blooming in the vast starry sky.

And the historical scene is still so surprisingly similar.

This state of mind may not move all the gods and men, but the prehistoric tribes are unforgettable.

Eternally, the Red Lotus Empress sacrificed the Red Lotus Karma Fire and burned the gods of the Eight Desolations.

Ten years ago, the Great Cheng Holy Body returned against the will of heaven and suppressed the entire prehistoric world with iron-blooded means.

But today, although there is no great emperor or great success, they are still the ones who fail.

This battle lasted for nine days and nine nights.

On the tenth day, the rumbling of the starry sky gradually disappeared. As we fought, we could no longer find the people in the prehistoric world. Are you surprised? Those who wandered around the starry sky were all monks from all over the heavens.

"Okay, I'm hiding again."

"A turtle shrank! Even the demons can't find them in the prehistoric family skills."

"Then you have to find it, and you will destroy it one by one, so that you can save trouble."

In the vast starry sky, monks from all over the heavens were in groups, walking all the way, each carrying the bloody fairy sword, looking for the people of the prehistoric tribes all over the starry sky, hoping to find their nests.

On the other side of the galaxy, Ye Chen held his sword and turned into a bloody man, all of whom were from the prehistoric world. He was like a bloody Shura, from the Nine Nether Hell, with evil spirits and murderous auras.

In the battle to kill the prehistoric world, he was the one who killed the most. The quasi-emperor buried in his hands was piled up like a mountain, with many of them being the most powerful peak, and the qi and blood were as powerful as the ancient holy body. They all killed the prehistoric world, which was exhausted and was frightened and defeated.

The starry sky in his eyes was already devastated. The bloody battlefield, the smoke of gunpowder surging, broken limbs and arms, fragments of magic weapons, broken chariots, and blood-stained banners filled the starry sky. There were also bloody galaxies scattered in the star field, dotted with the universe.

He was also looking around, looking for the old nest in the vast land.

However, I crossed the starry sky and passed through the star fields, without any flaws. The entire prehistoric clan seemed to have evaporated from the earth and disappeared without a trace.

"It must be covered by the Immortal Art of Emperor Dao." Chu Xuan said whisperingly, and crushed the pills and integrated them into Ye Chen's body. He killed half a step to death in Chengdu until he was exhausted. It can be seen how fierce Ye Chen killed. More than 90% of the people buried in his hands were all quasi-emperors of the prehistoric world.

"It's really hard to find." Ye Chen was also a sensible person, and he stuffed a pill into Chu Xuan's mouth. When he stopped, he still touched his wife's chest.

"Not serious." Chu Xuan looked unhappy.

"Will the prehistoric world escape to various domains again?" Xiyan stood on the edge of the galaxy and looked up. The little girl was not tall, but her cultivation had improved a lot. After being baptized by the war, she had more evil spirits and restraints, and her talent was the same as the best in her previous life.

"It's possible!" Shangguan Yu'er was still holding the divine mirror and scanning the starry sky inch by inch.

"I will not leave again after returning this time!"

Chu Ling was also looking for it, and when he passed by Young Master Ye, he glanced at it.

"I won't leave."

Ye Chen smiled tiredly. He was really tired after three years of disaster, and he had become a worldly world. He had been much more vicissitudes than before the disaster. It was just because there were still 1,300 years in the chaotic sea, and the years could not be ignored!

"Find a lock and lock it for you, don't think about leaving again."

Haotian Shiyue and Liu Ruyan were one side, one with a divine bead hanging on the head, and the other with an immortal sword in hand, and were also strolling around, looking at this and that, looking for traces of the prehistoric land. When passing by Ye Chen, he also said sensiblely that he stuffed a pill into Ye Chen's mouth, which was a great replenishment. Luo Xi and Xuannv were not idle either, picked up a wisp of origin and melted it to Ye Chen.

As implicit as the blue travel, Shangguan Hanyue, Lin Shihua and others, although they are speechless, they are full of tenderness. When they are looking for the prehistoric world, they always look back inadvertently, fearing that Ye Chen will disappear again in the blink of an eye. At this moment, they still feel unreal, their minds are hazy, as if they are dreaming.

"Why no one hurts me!" Young Master Tang San sighed, holding his hammer, stirring up trouble in the blood-colored galaxy, trying to see if there are any treasures falling inside so that they can be retrieved.

"Where did you go?"

Ye Ling curled his mouth and opened his spiritual eye. He looked at it again and again, not letting go of any inch of the starry sky. He seemed to be in a state of being unable to find out the prehistoric world, and his anger had not yet disappeared?

Not far away, Ye Fan and Yang Lan were also there. They were a couple. They walked along the galaxy and swept all the way. There were so many people in the prehistoric world, but they were gone.

"The brainless ones are all crazy."

The little monkey emperor stood in the air, cursing and his voice was really loud. He wanted to use this method to force the prehistoric clan out. Well, it was the legendary method of provoking.

"Idiots, all the prehistoric ones are stupid."

As the leader, Kuiniu also carried his battle axe and was whistling.

Not only them, the monks in the heavenly realm who were in this star field, were not idle either. They either walked in the void and looked down at the sky; they were walking along the galaxy and looked around in all directions; they also activated magic weapons and used tracking techniques, like teams of monks searching for treasures, looking for traces of the prehistoric world.

"Come on, try the fairy fruits in heaven."

On this side, Ye Chen had already collected the Taoist sword, carried a storage bag, and delivered fruits to his wives one by one. It was not an ordinary immortal fruit, but a fruit that was stolen from the Taishang Immortal Realm.

"Ah...the fruit of immortality."

Xie Yun screamed in surprise and ran over, with Situ Nan as the guy.

After the matter was over, they were sent away by Ye Chen and kicked away one by one.

"It's so annoying to compare people!"

Many old guys sighed and said, looking at the family of human saints, the fruits they eat are different from those of humans, and those who know Ye Chen are mostly stroking their beards. The Emperor of Great Chu has obtained so much luck! He has integrated the Chaos Fire and advanced to six small realms in just three years. There are also these fruits of immortality, so where did they come from? He doesn't know how to respect the elderly.

"It's great to have a real father."

Ye Ling smiled, the taste of the fruit is still very sweet.

"It's great to have a father-in-law."

The fat little black man laughed so happily. He didn't know that it was because of the water, so Ye Chen also stuffed him a fruit of immortality. After eating the fruit, he even chewed the core of the fruit and swallowed it. After finishing, he licked his hands and looked at Ye Ling beside him with a eager eye.

Heading towards him, he hit a small slap, and Banban whispered his face.

"I dare to call my father-in-law again and kick you to death."

"Or, I'll call Dad too."

"Call me, let you shout." Ye Ling slapped again, and his face was slapped.

"Don't make a fuss." Chu Ling glared.

"I am energetic, like me." Ye Chen pulled his bloody clothes casually, revealing his bronze skin, patting his chest, and pounding, and it was only half a step away from the holy body's invincibility.

"The Emperor's Dao: Tongming."

On the other end of the galaxy, Bai Zhi applied the method of Tongming forbiddenness. Looking for a starry sky like looking for a needle in a haystack. It is the most reliable thing to ask someone. The emperor of the underworld should have a good look.

When I heard the words, not only Ye Chen, but also many monks from all over the world gathered.

Under the gaze of everyone, a little old man was brought out by Tongming, and an old general of the underworld.

After being given the mind, he shook his head.

Obviously, he knew why Bai Zhi was connected to him.

Unfortunately, he did not know the location of the prehistoric clan, or the Emperor of the Underworld, and did not know that the great emperor was still standing on the top of the Netherworld Mountains, suffocating his depression alone? The ability of the prehistoric clan to hide is more outstanding than imagined, and even his Emperor's vision cannot be found.

"Let me find someone above to ask?" Ming Jue Sao looked at Ye Chen.

"It's easy to say." Ye Chen used the borrowing method, aiming very accurately, and moved Laojun down.

"Taishang Laojun, just call him Taijun."

"Hey you guys."

A great Emperor of Chu and a Taoist disciple wanted to fight when they met.

Just like the little old man in the underworld, the Taishang Laojun can't give any answer. The Emperor of the Underworld has never found it, and the Dao Ancestor is the same. It is not that the two emperors have no vision, but that they are too mysterious in their abilities hidden in the prehistoric world. In addition, the barriers are isolated, and the two emperors are subject to some limitations when looking at the heavens.

Of course, during this period, the Zhuxian Sword is indispensable. Not only can it bless the combat power of the prehistoric world, but it has mostly passed on many hidden immortal techniques in private, which are difficult for even the emperor to see.

It is not impossible to find the prehistoric world, but the premise is that the two emperors can come to the human world.

In addition, it is a stupid method: it takes so many years to see.

In the past, Emperor Dark found the prehistoric world like this, giving the Emperor Dark an accurate position.

Otherwise, it would be impossible to find out the truth of the Emperor and the Emperor. Although the Great Saint Body is comparable to the Emperor and can even kill the Emperor, they are far from the Emperor in terms of vision. This is why some secrets that the Emperor can know, but the Great Saint Body is not qualified to know.

"Look, keep looking."

The monks of the heavens dispersed again, and in a team of three people rushed to all sides.

For example, the gods and people in other star fields, such as gods, emperors, and saints, are also looking for them. Divine rainbows pass through the vast starry sky, and it is not enough to find the prehistoric clan.

"It's been found." Ye Chen soared up step by step, looking at the direction of Da Chu.

"There is a hidden power to cover it." The reply was the King of Humans, who used Zhoutian as the medium to transmit the voice.

Even the human king can’t calculate it, let alone Ye Chen.

boom!

As soon as the two of them finished speaking, they heard a rumbling sound, which came from the deep starry sky.

"Hurry, find a family."

The loud shouts and screams resounded through the Emperor's voice transmission stone. Listening carefully was the words of the Sixth God General, and his tone was filled with joy and he caught a big fish.
Chapter completed!