The first thousand four hundred and eighty-seven chapters
A look of horror filled Zixia's eyes, and a creepy feeling surged into her heart.
Forcibly suppressing the tingling feeling in his scalp, Zixia raised his hands again, pressed them down, and shouted: "All saints suppress it!"
Suppression! The two phantoms hovering behind roared down like mountains, heading straight towards Ye Chen.
Thunder roared, Ye Chen walked forward unhurriedly, looking at the two shadows with a calm expression, and said softly: "Heavenly disaster!"
"If you are a saint, then I will prevent you from being reincarnated forever!"
As soon as the words came out, Ye Chen's voice was like the sound of heaven and earth, and thunder boomed out, turning into the shadow of a thunder dragon.
Streams of scarlet thunder swam above it, roared out, and hit two phantoms.
In an instant, the shouts that resounded throughout the world suddenly fell silent, and the body of suppression turned into lingering sounds and gradually dispersed.
Instead, there was a burst of shrill screams, and the two phantoms completely collapsed, collapsing from beginning to end.
In an instant, Zixia spent countless thoughts and even integrated into his soul, and the phantoms of the saints condensed suddenly dissipated.
Looking at this scene, Zixia had a feeling of being out of his mind. The lowly person in front of him was simply not a human being. He was so terrifying just by using his original body.
"This person should have condensed two original bodies. If he uses two original bodies, how terrifying his strength will be!"
"Even if the Prime Minister and I join forces, we will never be a match for this person!"
"Retreat!" After feeling Ye Chen's strength, Zixia only had one thought left in her mind, stay away from this place.
"Prime Minister, use the map of heaven, earth, mountains and rivers to imprison this person, quickly!" Seeing the figure in white, Zixia's scalp went numb and she said in horror.
At the same time, Zixia's figure suddenly retreated, covering more than a hundred feet in one step.
Zixia could sense Ye Chen's strength, how could Zhai Huang not sense it? He secretly took a breath, and the pen he swung down began to dance wildly again, and the rules of heaven and earth surged. He outlined wind, rain, thunder and lightning, all integrated into the map of heaven, earth, mountains and rivers.
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The power of the Heaven, Earth, Mountains and Rivers Map skyrocketed again, and the figure in white was also imprisoned in mid-air.
Seeing this, Zixia secretly breathed a sigh of relief, "As long as I can trap this person's breath, I can escape from this place!"
"The other party is really too strong. My emperor will not blame us!" After retreating for more than a hundred feet, Zixia suddenly turned around and was about to retreat. A sarcastic voice suddenly sounded in his ears: "
A majestic and powerful man of the Wei State wants to leave before I can take my sword. Aren't you afraid that the news will spread and weaken the reputation of the Wei State?" The voice was like a cold wind, which made Zixia's heart suddenly sink.
Your sister! I will die if I don’t run away. I don’t care about Wei Guo’s reputation.
Boom! Ignoring this voice, Zixia stepped forward through the air. Haoran's rules roared under his feet. Every step he took was hundreds of feet away.
However, the moment Zixia took the third step, his pupils shrank suddenly, and he saw a man dressed in white slowly appearing in front of him, and the Gujing Wubo's gaze was like a real sword light, breaking through instantly.
Kai Zixia's martial arts will pierced Zixia's soul.
Boom! Like thousands of sharp swords piercing the soul. A crazy killing intent burst out from Zixia's body. What frightened Zixia the most was that he couldn't control this killing intent.
As a strong man, whose hands are not stained with blood. This is true even for Confucian scholars who have read the books of sages and sages.
Since his training, Zixia has killed countless powerful people, so this burst of murderous intent is extremely terrifying.
"Heaven and earth kill, listen to my order and gather together!" The plain voice sounded next to Zixia's ears again, severely hurting Zixia's mind. Before Zixia had time to think, the murderous intention swirling in his body turned into a storm in vain.
The rage inside the body was tearing Zixia's body and soul apart crazily.
His eyes were slightly distracted. Zixia used his martial arts will to suppress the murderous storm. However, the more he suppressed it, the more terrifying the murderous storm became.
Poof! Zixia spurted out a large mouthful of blood. At this moment, he even smelled the smell of death, and his eyes were extremely red.
"Killing Rules!" Zixia looked ferocious and roared: "Using the Killing Rules to kill me is not enough!"
The sound turned into an unimaginable sound of heaven and earth, roaring, and the phantoms of the saints appeared around Zixia again, using the phantoms of the saints to suppress the killing storm in his body.
"Isn't it enough?" Ye Chen looked down at Zixia with an indifferent expression. He slowly raised his right hand and pressed it down. At the same time, a figure appeared behind Ye Chen. The two figures overlapped and said, "The origin of killing."
Body!"
With two original bodies, Ye Chen's aura has surged to an alarming level. Even Chi You in the distance frowned, "With two original bodies, his cultivation is so terrifying and weird!"
In the past, Ye Chen had never condensed the original body, so he killed the existence that condensed the original body.
But now that two original bodies have been condensed, their cultivation is far beyond that of beings of the same level.
The moment the two figures overlapped, Ye Chen's right hand also pressed down. The overly white hand seemed as delicate as ceramics and seemed a bit brittle. However, with such a hand, when he pressed down, the saints hovering above him
The shadows shattered one after another.
This palm penetrated time and space and gently pressed on Zixia's head.
Bang! Under the loud rumbling sound, the killing storm in Zixia's body was uncontrollable and exploded crazily. Blood mist seeped out of Zixia's pores. Her body could no longer support it and turned into flesh and blood.
Blood mist filled the air, not even a scream was uttered, the restraint of the body was lost, a murderous storm appeared in the sky, and the wind and clouds changed color.
In the killing storm, a dim figure broke through the blood mist, his body collapsed, his soul was severely damaged, and Zixia's aura was extremely weak.
After rushing out of the storm, Zixia shouted in horror: "Prime Minister, save me!"
At the same time, an aura of madness filled Zixia's soul, and a cluster of soul fire rose up. At the critical moment, Zixia had gone crazy, igniting the power of his soul regardless of the consequences, trying to escape the situation in front of him.
One calamity.
It's just that the fire of the soul was just ignited and extinguished immediately.
Ye Chen's voice sounded again, "Condensing two original bodies, the vitality in the soul should be extremely rich. Wouldn't it be a waste to ignite the fire of the soul?"
With Ye Chen's current level of cultivation, it would be easy to suppress Zixia, but how could he be given the chance to ignite the fire of his soul?
Raising his hand, Ye Chenyun lightly grabbed the void. With this grab, the rules of heaven and earth turned into a huge palm shadow, grabbing Zixia's soul. Thunder roared, erasing his consciousness, and Zixia screamed sadly.
Then echoed.
In just a moment, Zixia's consciousness was completely wiped out. Between the sky and the earth, the torrential rain stopped in the air at this moment. A sound more roaring than thunder sounded. The sky became extremely gloomy, and a rain of blood drifted down.
A rain of blood floated from heaven and earth again, dyeing the sky above Tiangang red.
The Tiangang warriors who were cultivating once again looked at the sky in horror. Oh my God! The world was filled with blood again. Could it be that another strong man had fallen?
In the Kingdom of Wei, in the imperial palace, Emperor Wei rushed out of the palace and looked at the blood-red sky. This breath belonged to Mr. Zixia, and Mr. Zixia had died.
"Where is the envoy? The envoy hasn't set off yet?" Emperor Wei roared. After he left the general's palace, he immediately sent people to chase the army and distributed orders for them to withdraw.
"Two days ago, the envoy had already set off. I am afraid that the army has reached hell, but the envoy is still half a step too late!" A civil servant said bravely.
"Something has happened to Mr. Zixia, please don't let anything happen to the Prime Minister!" With a ferocious look on his face, Emperor Wei sighed secretly and stared at the bloody sky with a look of worry in his eyes.
Hell, the blood rain from heaven and earth washes the undulating mountain peaks and falls in the mountain streams, forming billowing rain and mist.
Tick tock! Tick tock! Blood fell on Zhai Huang's face. Zhai Huang's scalp was numb, and the feeling of being distraught filled his heart. Faced with Zixia's fall, he was unable to intervene. This despair made him feel inexplicable panic.
Seeing Zixia's consciousness being wiped out, Zhai Huang did not make any move and instead stepped back.
The two of them couldn't do anything to Ye Chen. Now that Zixia has died, hope is even slimmer.
Escape! Zhai Huang only had one thought left in his mind and fled from here crazily.
The Picture of Heaven, Earth, Mountains and Rivers was in turmoil. Zhai Huang put away his pen and retreated straight to the rear. Mr. Zixia, the empire will never forget this grudge.
Just when Zhai Huang raised his front foot, a plain voice sounded again: "Can you escape?"