boom!

In the voice of anger, Ye Chen opened his domineering body, and the golden figure of a hundred feet wide was even more dazzling in the crowd of people. Every flash of light was pissing people's minds and dazzlingly.

Kill him, kill him for me!

The leaders of all races in the prehistoric world roared like crazy mad dogs.

After a while, the great saints of the prehistoric clans surrounded each attacked, either secret techniques or magic weapons, covering the sky. Before they could really fall, the sky had exploded. Although the hundred-foot-sized body was large, it seemed that it was not enough to see under the attacks all over the sky. There were too many powerful people in the prehistoric world.

The cultivators' faces were pale and their hearts were trembling.

Even if the quasi-emperor is killed, he will be buried on the spot.

A group of rats!

Ye Chen shouted and blessed the power of the soul. The sound waves formed a halo, and with him as the center, spreading to all directions. The great saint, who had weak cultivation, blew blood on the spot. The people on the periphery, such as the saints and the saints, were blown up in large numbers, and could not withstand the power of Ye Chen's roar.

At the same time, the attack fell all over the sky.

Ye Chen would never be beaten while standing. The moment before the attack came, he escaped into the dust space.

Although he left, the attack did not stop.

The joint attack of thousands of great saints defeated the void so much that it was shattered.

Before the clouds and smoke dissipated, thousands of great saints surrounded him.

Dead?

The people in the prehistoric world were stunned for a moment when they did not see Ye Chen.

It was a bit unexpected to the prehistoric tribe, but if you think about it carefully, you will feel relieved. Even the quasi-emperor could not withstand the attacks of thousands of great saints, let alone a small saint king, so what if you have two quasi-emperors to protect their bodies, it would be difficult to escape being destroyed.

Are you happy? Just change me if you are happy!

Before the surprise of the prehistoric world was over, a cold word suddenly rang out.

Ye Chen escaped from Chen Space, holding a mace in his hand.

This time, the mace was transformed by the Chaos Cauldron, but it was dozens of times larger than before. It was just because Ye Chen was in the external dominance state, and the weapons he held also became larger accordingly.

When the prehistoric tribes saw it, they suddenly changed their color.

Ye Chen started the attack, carrying a mace that was dozens of feet tall, rushed into the enemy formation, swinging randomly.

puff!

Blood suddenly appeared, Ye Chen swept over with a stick, and the adults were swept over.

The prehistoric tribes were caught off guard.

The picture is a little lawless.

Ye Chen entered the sea like a dragon, tumbling and swinging the mace at will. He didn't even see which clan was. He smashed it when he saw people. He looked away. He was all flying figures, bloody bodies, broken weapons, and fell into the sky in pieces. The vast and fertile land was dyed bloody.

To be honest, the prehistoric world is not a vegetarian, and it quickly stabilizes its body.

Then, hundreds of killing formations were seen flying in the sky, and the Great Sage personally took charge of them to sweep out the light of the nirvana formation.

Seeing this operation, the cultivators all observed silently for the prehistoric clans.

Don’t you know that the holy body is well-versed in changing the sky and the earth?

Before the space is confined, he attacks the killing formation arbitrarily, purely for excitement.

If Ye Chen did not fight against the killing formation, he moved the sky and changed the earth, and replaced the space with the prehistoric people. The god of killing formation shot, but he destroyed his own family one after another.

The leaders of the tribe were furious and forgot about this and hurriedly ordered the space to be confined.

Had a loss once and had been fooled twice, Ye Chen would not have suffered a third time? As soon as the space was imprisoned, a fairy light shot out from his body. The great holy soldier was self-destructed by him on the spot.

In an instant, the confined space was blown up.

At this moment, he took a step forward and broke into the crowd, without a single opening remark, and then smashed it with a stick.

Moreover, this guy's position is also very particular.

It’s like experiencing a tribulation, you can get along wherever you have more people, leave with a vote, and change the place with a shot. There is no rules at all. Whenever he takes action, someone will die and his soul will be scattered.

The leaders of the tribes were furious and stopped using the formation and joined the war one after another.

Thousands of great saints were also tyrannical and surrounded and killed from all directions.

Ye Chen became urinated and used dozens of forbidden methods, and his combat power increased dramatically, and he swung all over the place.

For this reason, he suffered heavy damage more than once. The external physique of the domineering body was blown up again and again, affecting the holy body, and frequently exploded. The golden blood and bones were exposed, which was very dazzling.

But this did not affect his killing at all.

He has the holy body and the divine treasure, the holy way to return to heaven, which is enough to help him to regret the prehistoric tribes.

Boom! Bang!

The Xutian outside the city has completely become a place of chaos. People often bleed the sky, and people frequently rush into the sky, like a battle between gods and demons, the battle between heaven and earth collapses, and the sun and moon are gone.

It can be seen that the prehistoric world suffered heavy losses.

Every blood flower blooms, which indicates that a great saint is destroyed.

The powerful man in the prehistoric world roared, and his internal organs were so angry that he felt severely painful.

They still underestimated Ye Chen. There were only two quasi-imperial soldiers, so powerful, thousands of great saints! Not only could not take him down, but the murdered people were overturned to block his attack.

Unfortunately, King Jin Zi is dead, and no one can strip Ye Chen of his quasi-emperor army.

war!

Ye Chen shouted, still so domineering and fierce, drowned again and again, but he came out again and again, supporting the foreign minister's dominance body, and overturned the rivers and seas among the army of the prehistoric clans. He was like a god of war, stepping on a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, attacking all the way, and no one could match it.

He had already killed himself in a state of madness and was tireless.

His anger towards the prehistoric world made him extremely murderous intent. Every drop of holy blood was burning like fire. With his own strength, he killed the prehistoric people and thousands of great saints were defeated.

"Is this the power of the holy body?" the cultivators murmured to themselves.

"Thousands of great saints! Ye Chen was killed by one of them and howled the ghosts and wolves. The holy body was against the will of heaven."

"It's all a small fight compared to the Slaughter of the Great Emperor."

"Ye Chen is destined to win a game back."

"Retreat, retreat." As the cultivator cheered, the leaders of the tribes screamed.

This battle cannot be fought any more. If they continue, they will destroy Ye Chen. Ye Chen is a monster, a monster that is against the sky, and cannot be killed with too many people.

Under the order, more than a dozen prehistoric tribes retreated collectively and rolled and crawled.

Where to go!

Ye Chen carried the mace and put it behind him to chase him. Once he caught up, he would hit him with a stick.

What’s ridiculous is that there are only one of the dozen races in the prehistoric world, from the peak of the great saints to the saints. They dare to turn around and fight, but they only know that if they run slowly, they will be destroyed and escape desperately.

That chaotic scene is a great irony.

More than a dozen prehistoric races! Thousands of prehistoric saints! Whether they have cultivation or lineup, they all crushed Ye Chen. Under such circumstances, they were chased by one person and ran around in the sky.

People in the world should understand why the prehistoric world escaped.

This is because he was killed out of the shadow. It is not because he dared not fight, but because he was afraid of Ye Chen from the bottom of his heart. That was their nightmare. Ye Chen was the god of killing in the nightmare, reaping their lives.

The prehistoric world escaped, escaped from the Netherworld 6.

But Ye Chen was still chasing, restraining his external dominance body and melting it into an internal dominance body. At this moment, the mace in his hand was replaced by a divine bow, a divine bow condensed from immortal fire.

Puff! Puff!

As the thunder arrows shot out, the people who escaped fell one after another.

Ye Chen's accurate head is pretty good, Divine Fire Thunder, one by one.

Behind him, all the cultivators left the ancient city and followed him up. They have always been the prehistoric world that harmed the heavens. It is rare to see the prehistoric world so embarrassed. Now the grand occasion is not to be missed. They have to be photographed and passed down from generation to generation, so that future generations can know that there is a domineering war god in the history of the heavens.

Chasing and running, stepping into the starry sky.

The rumbling sound was even louder, shaking the starry sky.

Those who came to participate in the auction were all afraid of this scene.

It’s just that the prehistoric formations are too big, and most of them are in the Great Saint Realm.

However, when they saw that they were being chased, they were all shocked again. When they saw that they were chasing them, it was Ye Chenshi, and their whole body was petrified again. That was the holy body, the ancient holy body.

From the ruins of the Heavenly Lord, the prehistoric world has been silent for seventy years.

The sacred body disappeared for seventy years after responding to the craze.

War is going to start again?

Ye Chen and the Emperor will continue the grudges of the past, and never end until death?

A chase and escape were too loud and caused too many people. Seeing that the ancient holy body showed its power so much, the killing of the ancient world was extremely excited and the blood couldn't help but boil.

Sure enough, the ancient holy body can support the facades of the heavens.
Chapter completed!