The spectators below all opened their eyes and became energetic.

More than two thousand merits, what a number, an absolute gamble,

Everyone wants to see Ye Chen who fucks the quasi-saint zombie with a blow, but he can't beat the saint zombie.

Many people have taken out the memory crystal and want to copy the next picture. If you have nothing to do, you can show it off.

The master of the station sat upright, sitting in a neat manner, his old eyes were bright and bright, and there was still a trace of cunning flashing by.

This saint-level zombie is the trump card he is at the bottom of his box.

Not an ordinary zombie, with a domineering body, powerful secret techniques, and the combat power of a hard steel holy king, and he is absolutely fierce.

Such a zombie will lose if you fight the Emperor Realm.

In other words, the merits he lost can be won back, not only will he win back, but he can also earn more than a thousand more.

Not far away, Zhao Yun had found a comfortable place, hugged his hands, leaning against a pillar, and watching with interest.

He looked at Ye Chen and then looked at the master of Taiwan with pity.

After this battle, the master might vomit blood.

The saints of Wuque may not be Ye Chen's opponent, let alone a zombie. There is no suspense in this battle.

"Saint level, it should be very resistant to fighting." On the battlefield, Ye Chen breathed at the mace and wiped it brightly.

Human beings are ancient holy bodies, without any pressure at all. They first condense their souls and then merge their holy bones. They are innately able to have the capital to cross the level of the fight.

"Fight." The master of the Taiwan Strait suddenly stood up and gave an order.

After saying that, the saint zombie moved, with a secret technique in his hand, and his magical powers evolved by himself, turning around and flowing between his palms.

His palm pushed out a sea of ​​blood, and there was a roar of blood dragons inside, causing storm waves to flood Ye Chen.

It is a terrifying secret technique, with a strange blood sea, with ban and devouring power, and it is usually attacked by the imperial realm and turned into ashes on the spot.

But the problem is that Ye Chen is not an ordinary imperial level.

The zombie acted as a domineering person, and he was also very fierce. The wolf's mace turned into a magic sword, slashed out of the immortal river with one sword, and split the zombie's blood sea.

The zombie attack came again, and a gloomy light shot out from the middle of the eyebrows, specifically targeting the soul, extremely cold and unparalleled.

Ye Chen sneered, and the nine divine sorrows merged in an instant, lingering with thunder, piercing through the void space, and destroying the power of the tyrannical ones.

The dark light collided with the divine light, and a clanging sound sounded, sparking out, making the two of them appear.

The zombie Mingguang was defeated and crushed to pieces by the Shenshang Shenguang.

However, the zombie has no soul, and the divine light of the God of Divine Sorrow cannot cause harm to him. It only leaves a blood mark in the middle of his eyebrows.

The zombie's blood was green, and a stream of eyebrows overflowed, but it flowed backwards in an instant, and the wound healed.

This domineering recovery power shocked the spectators. Saint-level zombies are already terrifying, and with the recovery power, they are even more scary.

What shocked them even more was Ye Chen's combat power, he could crack the attacks one after another, and he had the upper hand. How strong should he be?

The master of the Taiwan Strait was no longer calm and underestimated Ye Chen again.

This imperial level is strange in open and secret.

For some reason, he suddenly had a bad premonition, feeling that the saint zombies would lose, and he would lose his merits.

Thinking of this, he gave the zombie a death order, "No matter what the price you pay, you will kill him."

The zombie's aura became stronger in an instant, and its body was squirming, which was much higher, and it broke its armor and covered with ghost patterns.

His nails became extremely long, with a flash of luster. Many secret techniques condensed their fingers and poked them straight to Ye Chen's eyebrows.

"You are far from you." Ye Chen laughed, stepped on Taixu, avoided the zombie with a finger, and instantly walked behind him.

This guy didn't say a word, but raised his stick and smashed it.

The zombie was hit and hit a stick in his head, almost shattering, and blood splashed, but the scars healed at an extremely fast speed.

Oh, Ye Chen was intrigued. He knew how scary this stick was, and he didn't even smash the zombie's head.

The cold wind blew, and there was an extra fight in the zombie's hand.

It turned out to be a saint soldier, carved with ghost patterns and shining with gloomy light. You can hear the wailing ghosts and the warriors buzzing on their own.

The zombie's aura became stronger, and they waved the battle spear and penetrated it.

Ye Chen was very urinating. With the holy body, he was so cruel that the zombie staggered and retreated, breaking the battle stand behind him.

The zombie has no thoughts and only knows how to attack. After stabilizing its body, it pounces on it again, spits out spitting out the essence and turns into a sea of ​​fire.

"It's a lot." Ye Chen's mouth curled slightly, and his thoughts moved, summoning the strange phenomena in the Chaos Realm and the Golden God Sea.

The vision intertwined with the sea of ​​gods, with a majestic momentum, flooding the sea of ​​fire.

"This... what kind of vision is this?" The person below was surprised.

"What kind of Tao did he practice such a huge vision?"

"Golden Qi and Blood, he is the ancient holy body." The master of the Taiwan showed a look of surprise, as if he had recognized Ye Chen's domineering bloodline.

"Chao Dao." Zhao Yun raised his eyebrows and showed a look of surprise, "Their universe has many talents."

The surprise sound suddenly roared, shaking the mountain trembled.

When I went to see it again, I realized that Ye Chen grabbed one of the zombies' legs and smashed them hard on the battle platform. The gravel instantly collapsed.

When throwing people, Ye Chen's usual fighting style is often used in the world. When fighting zombies in the underworld, he also fell smoothly.

Look at the zombie, her body was cracked and green blood splattered.

He was still thinking about attacking, but before he could use a secret technique, he was thrown up by Ye Chen's beast and smashed it on the battle platform.

The hilltop trembled again, the battle platform collapsed directly, and the scene was in chaos.

The bangs followed one by one, and the lawless scene appeared. The saint zombie was smashed to the ground again and again by Ye Chen's beast, without stopping.

This scene is indeed scary. The eyes of the ghosts below were straightened. Every time Ye Chen fell, their hearts would be beating once, and he had never seen such a natural person.

The master of the Taiwan mouth also twitched. He had heard of the reputation of the ancient holy body, but he was still shocked when he saw it with his own eyes.

Perhaps because of the great movement, people from other hills on the gambling are also alarmed and gathered like a tide to climb the hill.

The number of people is not small, and they are all over the world. There are big ghosts and little ghosts and ghost kings, with different shapes.

When I saw this scene, I was shocked to the point of petrification.

"This...who is this person? He is fighting...who is the saint zombie?"

"When did the underworld have such a powerful imperial realm?"

"Can it be that the one who killed the evil dragon in the sea of ​​evil?"

"I can't see the true appearance clearly in my mask, but my combat power is so high that it is obvious that I am the one who killed the evil dragon in the Sea of ​​Negros."

The "Ancient Holy Body." I don't know the spectators and many other masters were attracted, but I was shocked to see this scene.

Who can be the master of the stage in the gambling arena? Who is not a ghost general?

As a general of the underworld, I know more. There is an ancient holy body in the underworld, respectfully called the Emperor, and is as shoulder to shoulder with the Emperor of the Underworld.

But they were surprised that the Emperor had emerged from the underworld, and there was a second ancient holy body, which was beyond expectations.

The rumbling sound will be annihilated and the war is over.

Ye Chen tidied up his collar and put it on his hair.

As for his opponent, the saint zombie, who was lying in the pit, there was no human form, and he had become a lump and was broken into a mess.

Jing, surprisingly quiet, everyone looked at Ye Chen, as if he was looking at a monster. He was a monster and too domineering.

"I won, it's merit." Wan Qianji, even though he was interrupted by Ye Chen's words, he looked at the master happily.

The old master's face twitched, opened his mouth, and his face turned dark again.

Did I eat shit today? I was lucky to meet the ancient holy body in my back, and lost once and the second time.

Moreover, I lost more than once and for a while, and I have earned more than three thousand merits in a long and long period of time.

In his heart, he slapped himself two big mouths.

You are asking for it yourself, you are asking for it yourself, and you can't blame others.

Before, the person had not had enough money and wanted to come back next time, but he was better, and insisted that the merits could be avoided by the Nether Stone and dragged the person back.

OK! After these two battles, more than three thousand merits have disappeared.

"Give it! No cheating." The person below started to cheer.

I often lose money on weekdays, but I am fucking angry? Now I see the Taiwan Master losing merits, which is really great.

The other archers on the hills were all grinning.

I didn't know this without hearing it. I was shocked when I heard it. I didn't know that the bet was so big and the merits of such a large number are so scary.

Many people have secretly remembered Ye Chen. This guy is very fierce. Beware of it. It may be theirs one day.

When you bet, you will bet on someone. Even such awesome people, saints and zombies, can beat him?
To be continued...