Bang!

The Son of God fell and smashed a big pit on the earth.

However, the world fell into a dead silence.

Everyone stared at his face, dazed, and hadn't reacted for a long time.

At the scene, there was only one person who looked as calm as ever, that was Qian Shangyue, the daughter of the Moon Emperor.

From the time of Emperor Chu to the present, she is the only one who has seen Shen Xuanfeng's true face. Even the Chu Emperor, the Yue Emperor, the Great Chu Emperor, and the Kings of the Great Chu Emperor, the Great Chu Emperor, and the Kings of the Great Chu Emperor.

Since the Son of the Divine Pilgrimage is the body of Shen Xuanfeng, he naturally looks the same as Shen Xuanfeng.

This was known as long as she knew that the Son of God's Pilgrimage was Shen Xuanfeng's body.

"The worldly god Xuanfeng looks like this." The demon king Kui Yujiang reacted first, glanced at the divine pilgrimage son in shock, with his pair of demonic eyes, and looked at Ye Chen in shock.

Not only him, but also others like the Demon King, Blood King and others. Even the Netherworld King Yama with empty eyes twisted his neck stiffly and looked at Ye Chen without exception.

Their expressions were a little strange!

The God King Shen Xuanfeng is their recognized enemy. They have been fighting for many years, but this is the first time they have seen Shen Xuanfeng's true appearance.

Now that he saw his Taoist body, he was really shocked. He looked exactly the same as Ye Chen, the Holy Lord of Heaven.

"This... what's the situation?" The viewers who reacted from the daze had their expressions much more exciting than the kings of the previous generations.

"It's so messy." Taixu Gu Long rubbed his eyebrows, his expression was not ordinary.

The strangest look at the scene was Ye Chen.

If the mask on the face of the God-Pilgrimage Son was not shattered, he wouldn't have known that such a thing would have happened. How could a face look so strange?

Under the attention of everyone, the body of the God-Pilgrimage Son turned into ashes.

And as he turned into ashes, the eyes of the spectators from all directions fell on Ye Chen very unanimously.

The world was a little quiet, and even the older monks who had left before turned back and looked at Ye Chen with surprise.

Ye Chen stood in Xutian, and was so eye-catching that he was unnatural by being stared at by all sides. Hongchen looked exactly the same as him, and Shen Xuanfeng looked exactly the same as him. His face was so popular?

careful!

The tranquility between heaven and earth was finally broken by the cold scolding of the ancient dragon of Taixu.

Wake up instantly, Ye Chen frowned, suddenly raised his head and looked at Piaomiao Xutian.

Not only him, but also the spectators from all directions and heavens also subconsciously raised their heads.

When they saw that they saw the chaotic dark clouds covering the sky and the earth, making the world dim.

A big hand was poked out in the chaotic nothingness, covered with black runes, with the power of destroying the world. Once it appeared, the sky collapsed in an instant and had not yet fallen, and the earth cracked, and the pressure trembled in the world.

Then...what is that!

The people under the sky suddenly changed their expressions, and they were suppressed by the shocking power, making their legs tremble and their faces pale.

"Is this the magical power of the man in purple robe?" Fang Xutian, the bloodthirsty Yan Luo and the Soul-Devouring King looked at each other, and both saw a look of horror from their respective eyes.

"The ancient holy body, God has collected it." When everyone was shocked, a misty voice resounded throughout the world, just as God was ruling, majestic and cold, with the power of thunder, deafening.

After hearing this, everyone realized that the big hand that Ling Tian stumbled was targeted at Ye Chen.

"Did you just need to collect me?" Ye Chen said lightly, standing tall in Xutian, staring coldly at the big hand that was descending from Lingtian.

He carries the Six Paths of Immortal Ring Anges, and can break through all the illusions in the world. Then it is not the hand of God, it is clearly just a magical power displayed by humans.

Besides, even God!

He had already declared war on the heavens and was constantly being punished by God. God wants to accept him? A joke!

Eight Desolations!

Under everyone's attention, Ye Chen had already gone against the will of heaven, and the nine eight-desolate fists were combined, and one punch hit the big hand covered with seal script.

However, his peak punch failed to shake the big hand at all, nor did he stop the big hand from falling.

Eight Slashes!

Ye Chen suddenly swung the Balong sword and slashed out a great sword light against the sky.

pound!

The sound of metal collision was crisp. Ye Chen was defeated with a sword at the peak. The light of the Kuangshi sword was crushed, and even he was shocked to the sky.

Amaterasu!

Ye Chen shouted coldly, and the left eye fairy ring eye suddenly opened and closed.

In an instant, the big hand that was descending into the sky ignited a pitch-black flame.

But what made his eyes narrow was that the Amaterasu flame lasted for less than three seconds and then disappeared.

"What a powerful magical power." Taixu Ancient Long narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at Xutian in the four sides, hoping to find the caster.

"The ancient holy body has been collected by God." In the vagueness, there was still such a majestic and cold voice.

The palm of the palm that Ling Tian grabbed and the chaotic vortex appeared, with a very strong devouring power, as if he wanted to swallow all living things. Any living creature seemed to have no resistance in front of him.

Ah...ah...!

Soon, the terrified screams formed a tide. Many monks who were still horrified were already sucked into the vortex. Before their bodies were swallowed, they turned into ashes.

Escape!

Seeing this, the spectators fled in all directions. The big hand was so weird, and the chaotic vortex in the center of the big hand was too scary.

Pretend to be a ghost!

Ye Chen snorted coldly, and instead of retreating, he advanced, like a vast golden light penetrated into the sky. Without the chaotic vortex to swallow him, he would kill himself.

And as he rushed in, the chaotic vortex in the palm of the big hand also closed, and the big hand that fell from the sky seemed to have completed its mission, constantly shrinking in vain.

Death! Death!

Seeing the big hand retrieval, the bloodthirsty Yan Luo, the Soul-Devouring King, the Demon King, the Blood King and the Blood King had already become ferocious. Those who had a grudge against Ye Chen were also smiling like demons.

Bang!

However, when they laughed hideously, such a shocking roar sounded in their hands.

Bang! Boom! Bang! Bang!

Next, such sounds were endless. Although the big hand swallowed Ye Chen, there were constant roars inside.

Everyone looked up. Although Ye Chen rushed in, he was obviously still jumping around. He was making a fuss in the whirlpool of big hands. He looked like he was in a state of motion.

Open! Open for me!

Ye Chen's shout of trembling sound was like thunder, shaking the sky and the earth.

He was indeed making a fuss in his big hand, punching each punch, and bursting out big holes in his big hand.

How fucking tough!

Seeing this scene, Taixu Gu Long sighed and stumbled. He could see the extraordinaryness of that big hand. Even if he met it, there would be a change. Ye Chen was also alive.

Open it for me!

Another shocking roar, the big hand collapsed, and Ye Chen killed out like a prehistoric beast.

Ye Chen rushed out and it was not enough to finish it. He immediately transformed into two golden hands, hundreds of feet tall, and grabbed the weird big hand that had been beaten by him.

Come down here!

The guy's golden blood rose, like fire burning. He moved his two golden hands and pulled them down hard, pulling them down, so that the entire Xutian cracked open.

hiss!

Seeing this scene, people who had already been hiding far away gasped, saying, "How fierce is this fucking tough?"

puff!

At this moment, the man in the purple robe was in a deep mountain that was far away, and the man in purple robe spewed out a mouthful of blood.

His form was a bit strange. It was originally a pair of chaotic eyes. One of them turned into a black hole. It seemed that to capture Ye Chen, the eye paid an extremely painful price.

"The ancient holy body, I really underestimate you." The man in purple robe had a ferocious face like a demon.

Um?

As he was talking, he frowned and suddenly looked at one side.

There, there was a purple dizzy surrounding it, condensed into a beautiful figure. She was like a queen, with a splendid charm, and like a goddess who came to the earth in the world, without any trouble to the mortal world.

Her body is sometimes illusory and sometimes stares at it, as far away as a dream, making people unable to see it.

She, after a closer look, wasn't Ye Chen's puppet Zixuan? Oh no, more accurately, it was a wisp of the remaining soul of the Donghua Empress.

It's really a ghost!

The man in purple robe gritted his teeth, stood up suddenly and escaped from the mountain.

boom!

He had just escaped from the mountains, and the mountains were swept into the ground by Zi Xuan's palm.

In front of the purple-robed man, there was also a person who transformed out and blocked his way. He was wearing a pitch-black mask and holding a red killing sword in his hand. His expression was dull and his eyes were a little hollow.

He, after a closer look, isn’t it the world?
Chapter completed!