The rumbling sound shook the sky, dancing with the fighting sound, blood filled the sky and the earth swayed.

With a roar, a great saint of the Kunpeng clan was killed and his body exploded in Xutian.

For this reason, the Red Flame Great Saint was injured, and a great Saint-level Yinming Death General was almost destroyed.

One great saint was destroyed, three great saints, and three Yinming Death Generals surrounded Kunpeng's second great saint. The six-on-one lineup, you can imagine the outcome, that great saint was fucked into ashes.

On the other hand, the Holy King level of Kunpeng Mine was also destroyed under absolute suppression.

All the peak powerful people were destroyed, and then they were unilaterally massacred. How could the Kunpeng mine, which did not even have a holy king, block a group of great saint-level and holy king-level powerful people?

The picture became even more tragic, with patches of human figures turning into blood mist, and blood gathering into rivers.

The Great Sage of Red Flame and the Holy Kings also started to do some fuel and water, sweep all the way, and rushed into the mine. If you don’t take it, you won’t get it. You can still get a commission after the matter is over. The reward for this ticket is very generous.

The other two teams also won one after another, and the Kunpeng Great Saint level and the Saint King were both destroyed. Except for those who escaped, the remaining Xiaoxiami were buried in the mine, and they were truly a sea of ​​blood.

Retreat quickly! The Great Sage of Chiyan ordered that he was the first to step out of the mine and disappeared in an instant.

Although there are still many ores in the mine, everyone understands that this is a place of right and wrong. Since the mission has been completed, there is no need to wait too long. Although the teleportation array is destroyed, the Kunpeng clan can completely rescue it from outside. If it is surrounded, the fate will be very miserable.

Chi Yan's people did not dare to delay, and flew out of the mine one by one, retreating as soon as the teleportation platform was small.

However, someone was still sweeping away ores and treasures, running around the mines. Needless to say, Ye Chen, who escaped with the Immortal Wheel Heavenly Dao, and no one could stop him.

This is a natural treasure, and it is a masterless thing at this moment. He will not be polite and will win it with his life.

"I don't want to die?" Sha Potian, who passed by, said in a voice, "It's better to leave quickly."

"You go first, I'll arrive later." Ye Chen waved his hand and rushed into a mine again.

Sha Potian didn't say anything anymore, stepped onto Xutian, flew out of the mine, sacrificed the small teleportation array platform, and disappeared in an instant. The same was true for the others, coming and going quickly.

In the huge mine, except for the sea of ​​corpses and blood, only Ye Chen was left. Wherever he passed, whether it was a storage bag or a fragment of magic weapon, he entered his pocket without exception.

"I said, please let me go out and help me!" The flame dragon in the Chaos Cauldron woke up and jumped up and down. He liked to dare to do this the most. Just looking at it, his hands itched.

"Stay honestly." Ye Chen would not let him go. The powerful Kunpeng clan might be able to kill him at any time. He didn't want Yanlong to have an accident. It would be enough for him to sweep him alone.

I don’t know when this guy left the mine, and there was nothing to collect.

He left, but left a huge white cloth, which hung down from heaven, hundreds of feet long, and there were seven bloody big words engraved on it: It’s your prince.

Just like this, the other two mines are the same, with white cloth scattering across the sky and the sky.

Looking down at the world, the three mines are all as if they were washed by blood. The places where they see are blood, and corpses are everywhere. The pictures are shocking. They are originally mines, but they are more like the Nine Nether Hell.

Soon, the powerful Kunpeng clan came around from all directions and saw the white cloth that ran across the world from afar, as well as the seven eye-catching big words on the white cloth: It’s your prince.

"Bastard." Kunpeng's powerful man rushed in like a tide, but the mining scene made people gasp the air conditioner.

The people who came to watch the show had already gathered from all directions. Without saying a word, they saw the white cloth hundreds of feet from afar and were stunned, "How come this word looks so familiar."

"Don't think about it, Prince Kunpeng's enemies are accused of." People from all over the world sighed, "Like the Prince of Jinwu, all enemies come to visit him, affecting his family members."

"Will it be a group of people who are Gan Jinwu? The seven big characters are very similar to those handwriting?"

"Yes or not, it doesn't matter." Someone couldn't help laughing, "What's important is that retribution has come, and it's even more so what a wealth is the Golden Crown, the three source stone mines."

"I want to say that, it deserves it." Too many people couldn't help but applaud, "I'm self-reliant and bullying all over the world a lot on weekdays. Is this time retribution! Is it better to steal all of it for him?"

"Check it, let me check it." Kunpeng Palace, the Kunpeng Emperor was crazy and his anger shook the sky.

"You did a good thing." The elders of the Kunpeng clan stared at Prince Kunpeng with bloody eyes. "It's all because of your reckless behavior that Kunpeng suffered heavy losses. Six great saints, more than twenty holy kings, hundreds of quasi-saint kings, countless tribe members, the price of blood!"

Prince Kunpeng gritted his teeth, but he didn't say anything. His expression that had always been playful and abusive was gone, his face was covered with ferocious eyes, his golden eyes turned into blood, and he was in a state of greatness. He was so arrogant and he was willing to be plotted against.

This is really an excellent irony. Not long ago, when the Jin Crown tribe was injured, he was still interested in watching the big show. But today, they also followed the footsteps of the Jin Crown, and they all started because of him, and their losses were even heavier than that of the Jin Crown tribe.

On this side, Ye Chen had returned to the small manor of Chiyan Branch Pavilion. The Nine Great Sages and the Hundred Saints Kings were waiting. Many people were injured, but they were all fine and there were no casualties.

"This ticket is a pretty thing." Ye Chen smiled and handed over the second half of the commission. "The Red Flame Mercenary is reliable, ruthless, courageous and courageous."

"I've swept a lot!" A group of great saints stroked their beards and looked at Ye Chen. After they left, Ye Chen was still swept the mine. Although it was only half an hour, he might have collected a lot.

"You guys have taken a lot, either." Ye Chen shook his head. He could see clearly that these old guys were all thrifty in their body and skillful in their techniques. They looked like they were stealing a lot. Or how could they say they were mercenaries? They could play with all kinds of tricks.

"I am idle." Many great saints and saints are all meaningful. This time they have gained a lot, including commissions and ore collection. They are the biggest winners. Since Chi Yan was founded, there has never been such a huge harvest.

"How is it? Are you still going to do it?" A fat saint poked Ye Chen, squeezed his old eyes and smiled a little slutty, "I heard that there are also a lot of ores in the mines of the Yaqi clan."

"If you don't charge a commission, I don't mind doing another vote." Ye Chen smiled.

"Stop making trouble, we are mercenaries." The fat saint curled his lips and gave Ye Chen a blank look.

"Fellow Daoist has other employment tasks. If not, I will leave."

"If I say I want to attack the Kunpeng clan directly, you will not do it." Ye Chen said with a smile.

"I can't do this." Everyone coughed and turned around and left. What an international joke? The Kunpeng clan could fight as long as he wanted. This time, the whole army was wiped out and discussed.

"Chiyan is also afraid!" Ye Chen couldn't help but smile, and walked out of the manor, walked into the street, found a tea stall, ordered a pot of ancient tea, and sat quietly.

There were discussions everywhere, and the tides were formed one after another. All of them were discussed in the past few days, especially the attack on the three mines of Kunpeng tonight, and the sound of sighing and slapping and slapping is constantly.

Ye Chen just thought it was listening and pondering in his heart. Although the battle tonight caused a great loss to the Kunpeng clan, his ultimate goal had not yet been achieved: to destroy the prince of the Kunpeng clan.

He was wondering, how can he lure Kunpeng out, kidnap for ransom? Use the same trick again?

After thinking about it, he only felt that this was the most reliable. As long as Kunpeng came out, everything would be easy to say. He was confident enough to destroy him, but if he couldn't hide, it would be tricky.
Chapter completed!