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Chapter 1967 just right

With the rumbling sound, Ye Chen traveled through the mountains like a rainbow, rushing to help Xiao Chen with the battle.

Xiao Chen can compete with one or two, but he is not surprised at all. After obtaining the inheritance of the God of War, it is a fate that goes against the will of heaven, and his combat power will increase dramatically. If he fights against two sons of the Emperor of the Great Desolation alone, even if he loses his opponent, he will be fine to save his life.

The Dharma Body, northeast. Crossing a vast ocean, Ye Chen summoned the Dharma Body outside.

His purpose was very obvious. He and Xiao Chen and Dharma Body wrapped the Emperor Qiongqi and the Emperor Scorpio. No matter whether he was one-on-one or two-on-one, he would destroy it first, and would also reduce the pressure for the Emperor's Son of the Heavens.

On the other side, he was still looking for the Dharma body of the Emperor's Son of Heaven. When he heard Ye Chen's call, he made a sharp turn and headed straight to the northeast. With the connection between the Dharma body and the deity, he determined the location accurately.

However, when Ye Chen arrived, he was stunned for a moment.

There is a great war in that mountain, and there are two emperors in the prehistoric world, but it is not the emperor's son Qiongqi and the Scorpio emperor, but the emperor's son of the lord and the emperor's son of the lord.

And it was not Xiao Chen who fought with them, but Ming Jue.

This kid is also here. Ye Chen's expression is strange. He is a little surprised at Ming Jue now. His combat power is much stronger than before. There is a mysterious power in his body, which is very terrifying.

Damn, there was a one-on-one challenge. When Ye Chen was stunned, Ming Jue's curse resounded throughout the world. Although the guy had a strong fighting power, he could not stop the siege of the two emperors of the prehistoric world. He retreated frequently and could barely protect himself. His domineering divine body was covered with blood, and his whole body was full of blood.

We, as long as the result, don't care about the process. Emperor Wu and Emperor Gui Wu laughed, each of them opened strange phenomena, and each of them hung secret weapons. The Immortal Techniques emerged one after another, and they were pressing against Ming Jue all the way. If Ming Jue had not had enough foundation behind him, they would have been killed by both of them.

What about the emperor's son? Two against one, it really embarrasses you. Ming Jue is still cursing, fighting and retreating, holding on to the vision to protect his whole body, and his escape technique is mysterious and he does not want to fight at all.

The two emperors snorted coldly, and the attack became more fierce, just like the immortal king and the god of war. The great killing technique was extremely terrifying. There were a few times that almost gave Ming Jue a second.

This world became devastated due to the battle between three people, and was dim and dull. Mountains collapsed one after another. The so-called space also became a decoration, cracking inch by inch.

Bao Yuan. Ye Chen came to kill, his figure was illusory, holding a Taoist sword in his hand, and slashed out a fairy river.

Perhaps it was unexpected that someone would join the war, and the Emperor Guizhe was caught off guard. Once he met, he was slashed and stepped back. Every step he took to break into Xu Tian's body, and his body was too heavy.

Due to Ye Chen's arrival, Mingjue Guizhe and Ye Chen stopped fighting one after another, and looked at Ye Chen collectively.

Ming Jue was smart and could tell at a glance that it was Ye Chen, and he suddenly felt energetic. With Ye Chen helping the fight, it would be one-on-one. If he had a one-on-one fight, he would have confidence to destroy a son of the Emperor of the Great Desolation.

Unexpectedly, the holy body Ye Chen would also launch a sneak attack. The Emperor's Son of the Ghost Box smiled sinisterly, and his fangs were exposed. It seemed that it was Ye Chen. He did not see through Ye Chen's true appearance, but recognized by his bloodline. It was better to see the bloodline than to see his face, and he would be accurate when he saw his face.

You both can be shameless to fight against one, why can't I attack? Ye Chen smiled happily.

It came just right. Prince Yuhou smiled fiercely, and his eyes were very hot.

Or, he was a little excited.

I have long heard that the Holy Body is invincible at the same level and has never had time to try it. Now I have seen it. I have to compete with it and end the myth of Ye Chen's undefeated level, so as to step on the shoulders of the Holy Body and reach a higher level.

He handed it to me. The Emperor's Son of Ghost Bi sneered and went straight to Ye Chen to kill him. He was more anxious than Emperor Bi dynasty. In that situation, he was afraid that he would be robbed by Prince Bi dynasty.

Stop scaring me. Ye Chen blew and turned around and ran without going forward.

Where to go? The ghost chasing him closely, with a huge momentum. He instinctively thought that Ye Chen was afraid of him.

Seeing this, Emperor Zhenwu did not dare to kill Ye Chen, and how could such a piece of fat be cheap?

I was very angry when I ignored me like this. Ming Jue cursed and took a step forward, blocking Zhenwu. The two-on-two lineup was all the same. What was the meaning of Ye Chen? I am a disciple of Emperor Ming. It was very embarrassing to be so tidy.

Get out. The monk was furious and slapped him with a palm.

I can't kill me with two blows, you are the only one left, and you are still so arrogant. Ming Jue is extremely powerful, and the palm print that was punched through with one punch swept through the evil aura and started attacking. The stuffy aura that was previously suppressed and hit, and at this moment, it exploded. The Immortal Art of the Emperor Dao was smashed to death.

When Ye Wu retreated, his expression was ferocious, he temporarily abandoned Ye Chen and focused on dealing with Ming Jue in order to kill Ming Jue and kill the holy body.

His little thoughts are obvious.

Unfortunately, he underestimated Ming Jue too much. He struggled to fight him alone and frequently retreated.

Even I can't fight, and I still want to fight the Holy Body? Who gives you the confidence? Ming Jue's palm evolves into Taoism. One palm is as heavy as a mountain, pressing the next day to the slogan.

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Continue. Ming Jue became more and more fierce in the battle, and rushed towards him, using his body to harden his body.

The battle suddenly began, and the two fought to nothingness.

Then, blood was pouring down, some were dying and some were ghosts. The blood was falling and they turned into their masters' figures, and continued to fight. They had to be defeated and died.

On this side, Ye Chen flew all the way and stepped onto a vast ocean.

Where can I escape? The Emperor's Son of the Ghost Bark followed and rushed in without saying a word, he raised his finger and poked it.

Ye Chen sneered, and instantly avoided his finger, and a big stele-hitting hand shouted over.

The ghost bark does not dodge or dodge, clenches his fists, and evolves the Taoist method by itself. The seal script is engraved between the palms and fingers. One punch destroys and destroys Ye Chen head-on.

The hard steel of the fist and palm, the ghost bark was shaken to the point of being shaken, and Ye Chen was also shaken backwards. The golden palms and flesh flew everywhere, competing for the strength of the body, he did not have any advantage, but the bloodline of the emperor in the prehistoric world is so terrible.

It’s true that the prince is one level higher than the prince, and the emperor is one level higher than the prince. One level after another, the power of the Emperor’s Son is far from comparable to the prince and the prince. The emperor’s parent-child is actually so simple to say.

Ye Chen circled secretly. It would be okay for him to fight two of the emperors of this level to kill him. If he wants to destroy them, he will have to fight to the death. If he wins three at one time, he will be beaten to cry. The emperor's son is so domineering.

The ancient holy body is really a joke. The ghost sneered and walked slowly, full of contempt. With him as the center, a piece of prehistoric demon land was infinitely expanded, which was beyond his Tao. The mountains, rivers, wild forests, grass and trees inside all exist, and there is also the supreme Taoist constituent.

I don't even bother to pay attention to you. Ye Chen is not showing weakness. The Chaos Realm is wider than the prehistoric demon land. Inside, there are the visions of Chaos's first opening, which show all things.

It would be good to refine you into a puppet. The ghost bark smiled and started attacking, making one hand into a fist, clenching the universe, and the other hand into a palm, playing all the yin and yang, punching Ye Chen in no particular order.

I can stew you in a pot and eat it for a long time. Ye Chen was amused, but he was not idle in his hands. He had no secret techniques, only a pair of golden fists, which seemed ordinary, but had many mysterious Taoist techniques, which were restored to nature and attacked.

Puff! Puff!

Blood splattered, and the ghost's fists and palm prints exploded, and even he was blasted back.

These two punches made the ghost jerk a little confused.

The warm-up ended. Ye Chen stepped on the fairy river and rushed to death. He raised his fist and blew it.

You deserve to die. The Emperor's Son of the Ghost Beast shouted violently, but he didn't believe in evil. His palms and fingers were instantly restored, and he was sorry for Ye Chen.

The next moment, the ghost bird flew away and was blown away by Ye Chen's punch, and his divine body was almost blown up.

Facts have proved that it is impossible not to believe in evil.

The ghost was furious, Thunder was furious, and formed a seal with one hand, transforming into a magic golem that was rising to the sky.

The golem was a little scary, dark, weird in shape, and ferocious. He had a pair of giant eyes, and could not see his eyes and pupils, but two balls of flames, and lightning was torn apart from his body.

This is the heretic golem of the Ghost Vajra, and it is also the innate magical power of the Ghost Vajra clan. Only the emperor's son is qualified to open it. Judging from his size, it is bigger than the external appearance of the domineering body. It is not impossible to slap him and push the mountains and immortals, destroy the sky and the earth, and to make a great saint cry.

Death! The ghost bark roared, moved the demon golem of the heretics, and covered Ye Chen with one palm. The demon golem was too huge, like a dark curtain covering the sky, covering the sky darkness, and heavy as an eight thousand feet tall mountain.

Ye Chen was hitting the scene, and was blown away by the shouting, smashing the waves of the sea.

As the waves rolled, he fixed his body and twisted his neck hard. The Taoist sword in his hand transformed out. Threads of Taoist sword intertwined, condensing the Taoist sword to a huge size, and the sound of the sword was harsh.

The ghost snatched in the heretic golem, waving his palm again.

Very tall? Ye Chen cursed, waved the Dao Sword that was a hundred feet tall, and cut the world with one sword, cutting off the arm of the heretic golem.

Very big? Ye Chen scolded again. When he waved his sword for the second time, the other arm of the heretic demon golem was removed by him.

The Ghost Clan all need to be dealt with. The third time he cursed, Ye Chen waved his sword again, and this sword cut off the head of the heretic gospel.

With a rumbling sound, the heretic golem collapsed and turned into nothingness. The Prince of Ghosts was also blown out. Before he could stop his body, Ye Chen's fourth sword arrived, destroying it.

The ghost barely immobilized, transformed into a shield in his hand, and raised it to block it.

A clanging sound suddenly broke out, and Ye Chen's sword did not split the shield, but only sparked.

But even so, the ghost bark was miserable enough. His arm exploded into blood mist, and blood was squirting wildly. Although it blocked Ye Chen's sword, it was chopped to half kneel. Ye Chen's Taoist sword was too fierce.

Let me roar. The ghost roar, the origin surging, the bloodline rolled, and the combat power was blessed, and the Dao Sword was forced to lift up.

I asked you to push it. Ye Chen snorted coldly, and the blessing of the Taoist sir, the ghost who stood up, knelt down again.

For a few moments, the two of them were in a stalemate, the half-kneel ghost, holding a shield in his hand, always thinking about getting up;

Ye Chen, holding the Baizhang Dao Sword in his hand, pressing his body against the shield, just to prevent the ghost from getting up.
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