"Well... what?" Ye Chen was indeed confused. Looking at the old quasi-emperor who ran faster than a rabbit. Even though he was wise, his mind could not turn around for a while. I was just a quasi-saint level, and you were a quasi-emperor level, so why did you run away when you saw me?

"Is it because I am too handsome?" Ye Chen consciously found a reason for teasing himself. With one sentence, he instantly added a little more to his gradually getting better.

"Kill." After a brief panic, the pursuers behind him pulled him closer. The purple-clothed quasi-saint king who was running in front was only a thousand feet away from him, and he was holding a killing technique in his hand.

"Kill." After the purple-clothed quasi-saint king, the overwhelming figures surged like a tide, flooding one after another, with all their faces as ferocious as evil ghosts, rolling up the murderous aura that was raging.

Seeing this, Ye Chen hurriedly stopped his posture, ah, he stopped his thoughts, and played his life to escape.

However, he had just flew out, and saw that the space ahead was twisted. Then a light gate was inexplicably supported, and a ghost figure walked out from inside. It was a purple-haired old man.

Great Sage!

Ye Chen instantly saw through the other party's cultivation. Although he was weaker than the old man of the quasi-emperor, he was extremely powerful. The most important thing was that the Taoist robe the other party was wearing, which was the Taoist robe of the Taiqing Palace.

In an instant, Ye Chen changed his escape route, which was at the Great Saint level, and he believed that he could not take a single move.

Can you escape?

The old man with purple hair at the Great Saint level made a faint sound, his voice ethereal and majestic. He suddenly raised his palm and swept across the void. The power of one palm could be called destruction of the world, and half of the empty sky had collapsed.

Ye Chen suddenly changed his expression. Without thinking, he directly opened the Chaos Realm vision, put on the Huntian Armor, condensed hundreds of light shields, used many defensive magical powers to burn the origin of the holy body, and his bloodline and Taoist trembled, elevating his own defense to the peak since the Taoist practice.

However, even so, he still couldn't stop the Great Saint's palm. The chaos world collapsed, the Huntian armor cracked, hundreds of light shields seemed to be vulnerable like white paper, and many defensive magical powers were like decorations, and they disappeared instantly under the Great Saint's destructive palm.

He vomited blood, like a kite with a broken string, flying 80,000 feet wide. Before he landed, the holy body had cracked, and his entire body was destroyed to the extreme, and he almost died on the spot.

Seeing this scene, the strong men from Taiqing Palace, Piaomiao Palace and Supreme City came to fight. When Ye Chen staggered up, the heavens in all directions were surrounded and the sky was covered with figures.

The monks who were chasing the show also arrived, scattered in the voids in all directions. Looking at Ye Chen covered in blood, they sighed and escaped for nearly ten thousand miles for four days, but they could not escape death.

Xiao Lingwa and Manshan and the others also came, their faces were extremely difficult to see. It was not until this moment that they realized something was wrong. Ye Chen must have had a problem, otherwise he would have moved the way of heaven to escape.

"His grandma, I'll fight." Manshan took out the mace, and his violent qi and blood were exposed.

"Fight for your sister! There is a great saint." Xiao Lingwa and Liu Yi hurriedly grabbed the guy from Manshan.

"The Great Sage is also doing it." Manshan gritted his teeth, and the dormant power was reviving. Perhaps it was too mysterious and powerful, so that people from all directions could not help but look sideways, with deep meaning in their eyes.

"You are so quiet. We killed this way and were taken away by a bunch of people without any discussion."

"Run! Why don't you run?" As the three of them talked, they cursed and were very excited. They looked away. They were the Son of Piaomiao, the Son of God Taiqing and the Son of God, all roaring like mad dogs, laughing extremely ferociously. After waiting for so long, they finally waited for this day.

"Don't run, take a break." Ye Chen staggered for a moment, and finally sat on the ground, but he did not give up resistance, but was trying his best to break the self-confidence of the Immortal Ring An. He has done this in the past few days. If the Immortal Eye is unblocked, he will be alive.

"Ye Chen." Ruotian Zhuque in the Chaos Cauldron was already pale, with a lot of guilt in his tone. Ye Chen was chased and even surrounded by Cangyuan because he saved her.

"Maybe I'm going to kneel down this time." Ye Chen said, spitting out another mouthful of blood, his eyes looking at Xu Tian with some blurry eyes, and his eyes fell on the purple-haired Great Saint who was slowly coming.

"This is the price of provoking Taiqing Palace." The great sage of Taiqing Palace landed on Jiuxiao, looking down at Ye Chen with a cold expression. His words were still ethereal, with a majesty that made people unable to disobey.

"Three Great Saints, I am really worthy of face." Ye Chen raised his eyebrows, glanced at the Purple-haired Great Saint, and then looked at the other two sides. There was also a light gate there, and a blood-haired old man and a white-haired old man walked out, which was the Great Saint of Piaomiao Palace and the Supreme City.

"The ancient holy body is not an unknown person." The blood-haired great saint of Piaomiao Palace stroked his beard.

"Just call me Ye Chen. If you are happy, call me brother." Ye Chen was a little overwhelmed, and he made the monks in all directions amuse me in one sentence. It's still the moment I still feel like I'm in this way.

"After the younger generation, the younger generation." The great sage of the Supreme City also spoke, standing floating in the sky. He was clearly here to divide the treasures of the holy body, but his face was filled with a compassionate expression.

"I don't know if you have heard of Kunlunxu." Ye Chen took out the wine pot, "I am very familiar with their goddesses, as well as the Great Xia Dynasty, Jiuhuangtian, Temple, and Daluotians. I have all had friendships with them. Oh, by the way, I have also drunk wine with the Sword God of the Heavens."

"It's nonsense." Ye Chen's words made everyone laugh, and his eyes were filled with the light of tragedy.

"Anyway, I'm saying this. I believe it or not. If a disaster comes one day, don't blame me." Ye Chen was so happy that he drank. At this point, he had no good way. He had to delay time with just one mouth. What if he really pushed the fairy eyes away?

"The holy body returns to my Taiqing Palace." The great sage of Taiqing Palace ignored Ye Chen's words and glanced at the other two sides, "The rest, you can see that you can divide them by yourself."

"As far as Tathagata said before, the holy blood returns to my Supreme City." The great sage licked his tongue.

"Then, the holy body and soul will return to my Piaomiao City." The great sage of Piaomiao Palace smiled so gloomy and scary.

"So, I'm dead!" Ye Chen spoke again, but shook his head.

"What do you think?" The three sons of gods showed their white teeth. If it weren't for their ancestors here, they would have already killed Ye Chen and split into the next life, making it a shame that Xue was defeated in the past.

"I'm going to die, it's not too much to say a few last words!" Ye Chen ignored the three sons of gods and looked at the great saints of the three families, "The three are all masters of Taoism, so they shouldn't refuse."

"The holy body is a bloodline against the heavens. I allow you to express your last words." The great sage from Piaomiao Palace smiled bitterly.

"After I die, can I set up a tablet?"

“That’s all?”

"How can it be! There are still many more." Ye Chen took a sip of wine, and after that, he did not forget to clear his throat. "I have a bad habit. I don't like quiet places. You can't throw my tablet into the mountains and it's all done. It's better to find me a place with more people. I don't mind putting it in your ancestral hall. Also, I like stunning beauties, the kind who don't wear clothes, and you have to be hotter, and you can sing and dance well..."

"I'm a god!" Listening to Ye Chen's conversation, the monks from all directions stared at each other. They all knew that the ancient holy body had unparalleled combat power, but they didn't know that this nonsense skill was also absent.

"What a fucking comfort." Xiao Lingwa and the others also covered their foreheads. What's the fucking situation? I've seen a slut, but I've never seen you as fucking.

"The Great Chu Fruit has many talents." In the big tripod, Ruotian Zhuque also looked wonderful. Ye Chen was the first to be so funny in this situation, and he had never seen such a strange person. Xuan Chen's junior is indeed a top talent, the kind that is rare in a thousand years.

"I..." Looking at the three powerful men again, they were all stunned. The three great saints were no exception. Perhaps they had not seen such a strange thing for thousands of years, and they could not react for a while.

"I think that when practicing Taoism, one cannot just depend on opportunities, and character is sometimes very important." With the attention of everyone, Ye Chen was still talking quietly, and no one present knew that he was talking about the last words, because the matter of practicing Taoism was mentioned again, and he said it was well-founded.

"Enough." The three great saints of the family finally got angry. This is not the last words, but the fucking nonsense. To put it bluntly, it is just a joke to them. Everyone present was fooled by this bitch.

"Don't worry, there's something behind me..." Ye Chen waved his hand, but he stopped as soon as he spoke. The two round eyes looked at one side in shock, and his expression was still a little dazed.

It’s not his fault, it’s just that the figure came in from the sky. To be more precise, it should be a little old man who walked in with his hands as if no one was around, and he walked silently.

If you want to talk about the little old man, he looks familiar at first glance, but if you look closely, he will be quite familiar. He is the quasi-emperor who had sat down on the purple gold gourd and ran away when he saw Ye Chen.

Ye Chen was stunned. The monks from all directions were stunned. The strong men from the three families were stunned. The great saints of the three families were also stunned. They all looked at the old man, not knowing how this guy came in and where he came in.

"I thought about it and found something wrong. One quasi-emperor and the other quasi-saint are obviously not alone."

"This matter was almost scared to me."

"I said my right eyelid has been jumping recently. I probably thought too much and maybe I didn't sleep well."

"The quasi-emperor is not afraid. I am also a quasi-emperor. Besides, I didn't mess with him, so there is no reason to beat me."

Under the gaze of everyone, the old man just swayed around in the sky with his hands in his arms, as if he was sick, muttering, as if he was talking to others, and as if he was talking to himself.

If the people present cooperated very well, the two eyes swung left and right as the old man swayed, even Ye Chen and Ruotian Zhuque were no exception, with a wonderful expression.

For a moment, no one came forward to ask: Who are you? Where did you come from? What are you muttering?
Chapter completed!