The huge forest of prehistoric times shook the sky and the earth, and the world was already bloody.

It’s really about soldiers vs. generals and generals, fighting fiercely, with figures all over the sky and the earth.

The lineup is strong enough, but people keep joining, all of which are major races in the Southern Region. For some reason, they joined the war after killing them and couldn't see which one belongs to which one.

The princes and princesses who came to attend the event hid far away from the periphery, watching the melee with a sigh and stuttering. This grand event of the All-Race Festival is really lively.

Many people were scratching their heads. This was a melee caused by a bloody man being thrown on the stage.

The root cause is really like this. Since the bloody man was thrown up, the situation has become uncontrollable. The ancient holy bodies have gone crazy. The princes of each participated in the battle one after another, one after another, and were destroyed one after another. As they fought, they became a melee.

The great grand event of the races has evolved into a melee between the races. There have been grudges between races since ancient times, so I simply took advantage of this melee to start. It would be better to be a coincidence than to get there.

The forest of the prehistoric world was shaking, blood mist lingered, and battle figures were everywhere, and ancient races were constantly coming in, all of which were the leaders of the holy lords and emperors in the clan, with a huge murderous aura.

Such a huge movement shocked all directions. Many monks gathered in groups to the prehistoric forest. When they saw the bloody world, they suddenly changed their expressions, "This... what's going on."

"If I remember correctly, today is a grand event for all races." Too many old guys were surprised, "Why did this happen? It's still so big that it continues the grudges that were thousands of years ago?"

"It's even more than a thousand years ago." Someone sighed, "The races participating in the war are at least three thousand."

"Someone came out." Someone said, and he drew his eyes to one side.

There, a golden fairy light shone out of the prehistoric forest. I looked up and looked carefully. It was a man, who seemed to be being chased and injured, and was covered in blood and bones.

The man, if you look closely, isn't he the Prince of Jinwu? He is gone, his whole body is covered in blood, and there are countless scars. The blood hole in his chest is the most scattered.

"Is it my dazzled? It's the Prince of Jinwu." Everyone was stunned when they saw it.

"Wild...Wild Ancient Holy Body?" Someone screamed in surprise. When he saw Ye Chen chasing the golden crow, he could recognize the bloodline without looking at Ye Chen's appearance, just relying on his breath.

"The Holy Body is still alive?" Too many people scratched their heads, looking incredible. This was somewhat inconsistent with the rumors. They all said that the ancient holy body was buried in ancient ruins. When they saw this, the rumors were all fake. The Holy Body is still alive and is chasing the Prince of Jinwu.

"The holy body is still alive, I am not surprised at all." An older monk stroked his beard in sighs, "That guy won a lot of life, and he can't kill him again and again, and he is used to it."

"Today is a grand event for all races. He shouldn't go to make a big fuss!" Someone pondered, "And how he and the golden crow had sex, it seems that he will never stop."

"It's really lively!" The sighs continued to scatter, but gradually formed a tide of tides in the midst of this incident. "Is this trouble going to mess with Xuanhuang Sect one by one?"

This is true. Someone is already tying his fingers and counting the many deeds that Ye Chen has been to Xuanhuang since he came to Xuanhuang: Xuanhuang Star Sea, Yaochi Festival, Donghuang Ancient City, and ancient ruins.

Now it is another grand event for all races, and everyone present suspects that the melee between all races is related to this kid.

Wherever he is, there will always be something wrong, and it will be a big deal. There will always be a group of people who are killed and destroyed. This popularity has gradually gained popularity and has made Xuanhuang famous.

Many great clans in Xuanhuang were indeed provoked by him. At this moment, most of them issued a pursuit order to join forces with the four sides to chase him, such as those who are not dead.

"Friends of Taoism, save me quickly." The discussion was like a tide, but was suppressed by the screams of Prince Jinwu. The guy was chased miserably and was seeking help from all sides.

When most people heard his words, they curled their lips. Prince Jinwu's tone was not a plea, but a sense of order, which made everyone feel unhappy.

This is only one of the reasons, and the other indispensable factors are due to the Jinwu clan.

The Jinwu clan is a large clan in the southern region. He has a deep foundation and is too crazy in his daily life. It is common for bullying all over the world. It would be nice to lose money to the people present. Do you want us to save you?

However, there are still some monks who claim to be powerful and insist on fighting out and pretending.

It was an old man in purple robe, a powerful old saint who had touched the bottleneck of the quasi-saint king. He soared up and inserted it into the middle of Ye Chen and the golden crow. "Forgive others when you have to forgive me, my friend will sell me a thin face and give my life to the golden crow. It is a merit."

"Your face is worthless." Ye Chen said lightly, his pace of pursuit and killing did not diminish at all.

"Tell me that you don't listen and I have to force me to do something." When Ye Chen scolded him in person, the old man in purple robe was furious, pinched the Xutian seal with his hand and slapped Ye Chen with a palm from the air.

Ye Chen said nothing, suddenly waved his sword and cut through the Xutian Seal, and the old man in purple robe flew with him.

The guy's expression changed, unbelievable, and seriously underestimated Ye Chen's combat power. He, the old saint, was defeated in one move. Fortunately, he was a little wise, otherwise he would have been slashed.

Ye Chen waved his sword again, which was more domineering than the previous sword. His power was destroyed and he was a perfect sword.

In an instant, the old man in purple robe was chopped in half by a sword, and only the soul escaped from his body, roaring while escaping, "I don't care about this anymore, I don't care about this anymore, let me live."

His words caused a spear, and a spear nailed it to the sky.

Seeing this scene, the old guys who wanted to run out to express their love all took their pace back.

Ye Chen was too arrogant by nature, and was decisive in killing and extremely cruel. If he went out rashly, he would probably be killed.

Looking at the old man in the purple robe of the old saint who was nailed to the sky, he was really miserable.

At the last moment of the silence of the soul, he realized what regrets. He could watch the show well, and insisted on pretending to provoke the holy body, and even ended up deadly.

In front of him, Ye Chen, who had killed the old man in purple robe, caught up with Prince Jin Crow again.

Everyone from all over the world moved and chased after him. Such a great show cannot be missed. People who are so idle and frustrated like to join in the fun, and they are overwhelming and overwhelming.

When the audience arrived, a mountain had collapsed and gravels flew. The body of the Prince of Jin Crow exploded, half of his head was shattered, and his brain was overflowing. His appearance looked terrible.

But the guy did not turn around and fight, and got up and fled. The prince of the Jinwu clan who was high above still had any majesty, and his so-called majesty had long disappeared.

Ye Chen chased after him. Once he caught up, he would just set up his ultimate move without saying a word.

Prince Jin Crown was extremely miserable, but he was not an ordinary resistance to the attack. Even Ye Chen had no temper. The ancient Jin Crown clan was indeed not covered, and it was very difficult to completely kill him.

One chase and one kill, the movement was huge, accompanied by rumbling along the way, and when mountains collapsed and water covered, even the ancient city passed by was not intact, causing curses.

Along the way, accompanied by the blood robbery, Prince Jinwu fled all the way and asked for help and pitfalls.

Whenever I ask for help, there are always one or two blind people running out, all wanting to pretend to be more arrogant than the other. After that, they will be destroyed by Ye Chen in groups.

Ye Chen fought all the way and told the world with practical actions that if you don’t have the strength, don’t show off. If you don’t have the diamond, don’t be fooled. Ba takes care of the porcelain work.

So, the high-ranking Prince of Jinwu became a evil star. Anyone who saw him hid far away. No one dared to go up to find excitement for his request for help.

Prince Jinwu blew blood, not sure whether he was angry or injured, but he was the prince of the Jinwu clan. How expensive he was. He had never been chased like this, nor had he ever been disliked like this.

When he was angry, he slapped himself in his heart. He shouldn't have followed him in the Forest of the Prehistoric World, so he should have escaped on the spot, and would not be chased by Ye Chen all over the world.

A mountain came ahead. He ignited his essence, increased his speed, and stepped in one step.

Ye Chen then arrived, carrying Chi Xiao, who was stained with blood, and he could not count the people who died under the sword of killing. Those people shouldn't have died, but they just ran into the gates of hell.
Chapter completed!