kill!

They all lost the opportunity to advance, and the Eight Great Kings were furious. They all forcibly condensed the Dharma images of the heretics, and once again set off a shocking melee in the sea of ​​thunder.

They were really angry, but they were only one step away from anger but still lost the credit. The eternal dormant resulted in nothing.

They were unwilling to accept that they were injustice to God and the mercy of fate. They wanted to give up the opportunity to break through on such occasions, so that they could let go of the king's arrogance for such a pitiful wish.

kill!

The Eight Kings went crazy and were attacking each other in order to vent their anger and reluctance.

They don’t even know who their opponent is. They just use their supernatural powers frantically to destroy everyone here in blood and to create a world of chaos in the shackles of fate.

kill!

The Eight Kings fought in the sea of ​​thunder, and the Eight Kings' army was also fighting shockingly outside the sea of ​​thunder, and the whole world was shaking.

At this moment, human life is like grass, and the Eight Kings are in full swing, and their army is also in a state of dying. Some people keep bleeding in the void, and some people keep falling to the earth, with their bones formed into mountains and blood flowing into rivers, dyeing the world a blood-red veil.

However, just as the Eight Kings and the Eight Kings army were fighting fiercely, the whole world was trembling.

Then, the sea of ​​thunder roared, and the Nine Emperor Dao turned into nothingness in sequence, and the sea of ​​thunder that covered the sky and the earth also turned into smoke and clouds at a speed visible to the naked eye.

it's over?

Seeing the sea of ​​thunder dissipate, the eyes of the allied forces lit up.

The Eight Kings and Eight Kings Army, which were still fighting in a melee, suddenly stopped because of the dispersion of the Nine Emperor Daoze and the Thunder Sea, especially the Eight Desolates, each of which clenched his fists, and his eyes were full of unwillingness and anger.

End...it's over!

On the Xutian, Ye Chen staggered for a moment, his white hair floated to the sky, his face full of fatigue.

Soon, the thick dark clouds slowly became thinner, until the first ray of sunlight spread down, and the whole world gradually returned to Qingming, revealing the bloody world and the devastated world.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Immediately, the allied forces of all directions stepped forward and protected Ye Chen in the center to prevent the Eight Kings from suddenly attacking.

Walk!

The devil king Kui Yujiang suddenly turned around and led the army of the Demon Realm to withdraw from the world.

After him, the body of the God King Shen Xuanfeng gradually became illusory, and the killers of the Killer Divine Dynasty also followed the God King and retreated immediately.

Next was the King of Netherworld. They walked the most strangely. The army in the underworld, including King of Netherworld, turned into ashes in the world. The way they left was really strange.

Humph! ~

After the underworld, the demon king, blood king, ghost king, soul devouring king, and witch curse king also retreated one after another, and their faces were so ugly that they were even hideous.

However, it is worth mentioning that before leaving, the Eight Kings would look back at Ye Chen, who was protected by the four-way coalition forces, with a cold look in his eyes, and a hint of amazement, murderous intent and fear.

call!

Seeing that the Eight Kings left one after another, Ye Chen, who was protected in the center, breathed a sigh of relief. Even though he was in the quasi-tian realm, he was still deeply afraid of the Eight Kings.

"I will come to find you in the future." Zhou Tianyi smiled slightly, turned around and escaped into the void space.

"No... it's not that early." Ye Chen coughed dryly. Zhou Tianyi looked for him. Didn't he just want him to accompany him to the 100,000 mountains? That's not a good place. If you don't get it in, you can't get out.

"If I have free time in the future, I hope to fight with you." Xiao Chen walked up and looked at Ye Chen without squinting. He was worthy of being the son of the King of War. He was really heroic. He was not hostility towards Ye Chen, but fighting spirit, because in his eyes, Ye Chen was qualified to be his opponent.

"Okay...Okay..." Ye Chen touched the tip of his nose. Although Xiao Chen in front of him looked similar to his age, he was a person tens of thousands of years ago. He felt strange when he was challenged like this.

Xiao Chen left, but Long Teng came over and directly reached out to ask for something, "My father's heavy sword, come back."

Upon hearing this, Ye Chen was stunned, "What... what sword."

"Tianque."

"Is Tianque the sword of the Taiwang?" Ye Chen's expression became a little exciting, which he had never expected.

"What do you think?"

"This is really a coincidence." Ye Chen took out the Tianque Sword with a painful face. This sword is a good treasure. It was made of divine iron. It is not powerful, but its strong defense is not ordinary.

"I'm a little reluctant to do what to do." Ye Chen looked at Long Teng with his eyes.

"Take it for me!" The son of the dignified prince snatched it directly, so that Ye Chen didn't react. When he came over the sacred person, Long Teng was already carrying Tianque Wuying'er.

"It hurts." Ye Chen covered his chest hard and thought to himself that he should be foolish, because there are many of us.

"My friend, don't forget our agreement." Qian Shangyue smiled slightly and turned around and disappeared.

"Remember, remember." Ye Chen couldn't help but shake his head.

"I will come to find you in the future." The Great Chu Emperor Yanyao in the distance glanced at Ye Chen, and disappeared from everyone's eyes in the fierce cloak. The divine posture of the daughter of the Chu Emperor was also extraordinary.

"I'm old." Di Fan also set off, walking away with trembling steps, his back was a little hunched and bleak.

After looking at Di Fan, Ye Chen sighed and then finally set his eyes on Nan Ming Yushu.

She was still standing in the void, her expression was sometimes dull and sometimes agile, very strange. Ye Chen used the Immortal Ring Anger to break a trace of mystery. As Zhou Tianyi said, Nan Ming Yushu was indeed missing a soul, and that soul must still be in the 100,000 mountains.

"I'll come to find you next day." After all, Nan Ming Yushu spoke, turned around and walked away. Although her voice was wonderful and beautiful, it was a little dry, and it lacked some people's emotions.

"You don't use it." Ye Chen coughed again. It won't take long to meet again and go to the 100,000 mountains with Ye Chen to find traces of emperors of all dynasties.

Go down!

Real person Hengyue patted Ye Chen on the shoulder.

Ye Chen didn't say anything, and the joke on his face also dissipated, as if he knew the meaning of Hengyue's true man's words.

Zhengyang Sect was destroyed, the Dharma Wheel King died, the Yinming Army was destroyed, the Eight Kings retreated, and the descendants of the emperor also left, but the matter was not over.

Soon, Hengyue, Yanhuang, Qingyun, Dancheng, and all the senior executives of major families gathered in the broken hall of Zhengyang Sect. Even Ji Ningshuang, Yang Zhen, and many surrendered elders of Zhengyang Sect were present.

As for Your Highness, he tied hundreds of figures with a rope of immortals and locked them up there. After a closer look, wasn’t it Cheng Kun and Shang Zhou and others?

"Do you have any last words?" Ye Chen stood there quietly with a killing sword in his hand, with a cold expression, no joy or worry.

The people who were sealed in front of him were all his masters and ancestors a year ago, but now they have become his prisoners. This scene has to make people sigh and sigh at the impermanence of the world.

"Did you kill Wu Changqing?" Cheng Kun, who was in front, spoke, with his hair disheveled, his face was no longer ferocious, and he was as calm as Ye Chen. He was not afraid of death. At this moment, he had the majesty of the head sect.

"It's me." Ye Chen's words were still dull.

"You're the one who did the three sect competitions."

"It's me."

"You will also destroy my two halls of Zhengyang Sect."

"It's me."

The two of them asked and answered each other, and they were so plain from beginning to end, making people think that this was not the conversation between two enemies, but more like two old friends.

At some point, the quietness in the hall was broken by Cheng Kun's laughter to the sky. Some things he knew were done by Ye Chen, but he still deceived himself and wanted to be recognized by Ye Chen in person.

Now that he got the answer, he felt so ridiculous.

The territory of Nanchu is so vast; the Zhengyang Sect has such a strong foundation, but in just one year it was overthrown by a disciple who had nothing. The entire Nanchu, one hall and three sects, were all traversed by him. This is the courage, means and mind that only the young emperor possessed.

Despite this, Cheng Kun still smiled arrogantly and frivolously, using this to hide his faults and keep the only trace of arrogance.

He knew that he was wrong, how outrageous it was, but his arrogance as a strong man did not allow him to admit his mistakes, nor did he allow him to show any regrets. He was the leader of a sect and was once the most powerful person in Nanchu. He could die, but he had to die with a decent attitude.

"The king succeeds and the enemy will die, and he will die." Compared to Cheng Kun, Zhou of Shang and Zhengyang ancestors were smiling hideously. Although they were sealed, their hair was turning white rapidly, which was transforming into Taoism.

However, no one in the hall stopped them. They had lost, and the best result for self-destruction may be theirs.

In just ten seconds, hundreds of figures sealed turned into dust in the cold wind.

Which one of them is not a Zhengyang ancestor level figure, and which one is not a powerful man who was once a powerful man, was open-minded before they died. Perhaps they had seen through this point when they embarked on this path.

At this moment, Cheng Kun was still standing there in the hall, his body was straight, like a stone tablet. Perhaps in his opinion, his waist had never been as strong as it is now.

Zheng!

Ye Chen raised his hand and inserted the killing sword in front of Cheng Kun, "It's easy to go."

Cheng Kun didn't say anything, gently pulled out the killing sword inserted in front of him, then slowly turned around and walked out of the hall. His figure was still upright, his steps were very tough, his long hair was floating, but his back was bleak.

At some point, he stopped and stood at a high place, overlooking the broken Zhengyang Sect. Once upon a time, he was the ruler here, and he was extremely familiar with every palace, mountain, flower and grass here.

At this moment, his eyes became a little dazed. As life and death were dying, he seemed to think of some old past events. Back then, he was also young and frivolous, and had the hearts of strong people and great wishes. Among them were joy, sorrow, unwillingness, and regrets. They were intertwined with their own brilliant life.

Suddenly, he smiled, but he was so tired that he was smiling. His tall body became a little hunched, and his back looked even more bleak.

Zheng!

With the sound of the sword, his figure also turned into ashes with the wind.

Why!

Seeing the end of a sect, the disciples and elders of Zhengyang Sect who surrendered were sighing.

This is war, and the success of the king and the defeat of the enemy is cruel, but it is very realistic.

The three sects are unified!
Chapter completed!