"There is not much combat power left, but it is more than enough to destroy you." Ye Chen snorted coldly, without much nonsense, and directly started attacking.

"What a big tone." Zhun Lun Ming shouted angrily, stepped forward, climbed to the sky, and turned his hand into the ** seal.

The other eight underworld generals in the ninth hall also came together.

The obvious group fight, the dignified general, one of the eight saints, and the quasi-saint king, were naturally not blushed.

There is no way, the blame is that the ancient holy body is too fierce.

The Tianhe Ming General after the transformation body is so powerful that he even lost. Who is Ye Chen's opponent?

"We'll get into this fun, so we can do it." The other seven halls all laughed and moved.

"My mother, this is shameless!"

Seeing that all the underworld generals in the Eighth Hall pressed over, contempt sounded everywhere below, and he was extremely disgusted with the underworld general under the seat of Yama.

The eight quasi-saint kings and sixty-four saints beat people together and were quasi-saints. This is more than shameless, and he is simply shameless.

You should know that they are all the leaders of the younger generation in the underworld, each with their own arrogance, and always represent the Yama of each palace.

But now, they have given up their pride, abandoned their supreme reputation, and besieged a quasi-saint in full view of everyone.

This practice not only caused them to lose their face, but even the face of the Eight Palaces of Hell was also lost.

"I'm so blind." Many women said angrily.

Beauties love heroes. In their eyes, the generals under the throne of the great Hell are all heroes and the male gods in their minds.

But today, the actions of the generals of the various palaces really disappointed them. They are not heroes, but a group of rats.

Losing is not embarrassing, victory or defeat is a common occurrence in military strategists.

Even if you lose, you must be defeated openly. You cannot lose your strength and lose your character while losing your character. That is embarrassing.

For a moment, the girls looked at Ye Chen with a hint of admiration. Their beautiful eyes were as clear as water, and their eyes were rippling.

Compared with the generals of the various halls, he is a real man, with a strong and strong heart. Even though he faces the seventy-two generals, he has not retreated.

No one in the underworld has such courage.

This is the charm of personality, which can best impress women's hearts. For example, Ye Chen is the real hero in his heart.

"A group of rats." Amid the contempt, Ye Chen shook the sky with anger, punched the eight wildernesses, and repelled the front wheel and the Ming general.

"Suppress." The other eight underworld generals in the Ninth Palace arrived and worked together to activate a killing sword, which turned out to be a Saint King soldier.

The killing sword was extremely powerful, and one sword drew mountains and rivers, and one sword cracked the world. Even Ye Chen's combat power was chopped back.

The ancient holy blood splattered all over the sky, and every strand was dazzling.

If Ye Chen had not had a deep foundation, this sword would be enough to slash him. The eight great generals of the underworld were working together to attack him too terrible.

"Destroy." The other seven halls of underworld generals came to kill, stood all over the four directions, and each pinched the seals and used their secret magical powers.

It was either a sword light, a fist shadow, a terrifying underworld weapon, or a forbidden magic array, which was rushing down the sky and overwhelmingly.

Seventy-two underworld generals took action together, and the scene was so spectacular that it was like a curtain of light covering the sky, covering Ye Chen.

Such movements caused the spectators to retreat subconsciously.

The eight quasi-saint kings and sixty-two saints fight together. Not to mention the quasi-saint, even the saint king can't withstand it!

The sky collapsed with a bang, with only smoke from gunpowder. No one could see Ye Chen's figure, and it turned into a dead place.

"The Holy Body Is Not Dead This Time, I Go and Eat Shit immediately."

Below, an old man stroked his beard with a meaningful look on his face. He was not bragging, he really dared to eat shit.

Not only him did this poisonous oath, but there were too many people like him. If Ye Chen did not die, he could do anything.

"Oh, it's really my fault!" The generals of the palaces stood in the sky, shook their heads and sighed, all full of compassion.

Their attitude was so sneered that the people below could not help but sneer.

"It's obviously a rat-like behavior, but he just acts like a compassionate attitude. It's so fucking disgusting."

"All people are dead, and now they are compassionate, who do they do it for?"

"Where did you have the shameless spirit before? Where did you go?"

"A group of hypocritical hypocrites."

The spectators scolded the generals of the various palaces in their hearts.

Everyone underestimated the Nether General, not underestimated their combat power, but underestimated their disguise ability.

The generals of the palace all ignored the eyes below, and they all had compassion on the surface, but the corners of their mouths were sneered.

Who made Ye Chen too strong? It was so strong that they were afraid that they had seriously threatened them, so he had to die.

As the saying goes, what they want is the result. The so-called process is not important. They don’t want their faces anymore, so what kind of process they want.

"I'm so surprised. I'm asking you to provoke you. I want to kill me so much. I have a grudge against you and you to kill your father?" When the underworld was secretly happy, a misty sound suddenly sounded.

"I'm not dead yet?" The generals of the underworld suddenly turned their heads.

"You're cheating!" The spectators below were also shocked, their eyes highlighted, and they looked at the void sky in disbelief.

But I saw the rolling smoke of gunpowder in the sky constantly dissipating.

Then, the prototype of a man slowly emerged.

That was Ye Chen, who stepped out of the sky, perhaps because his body was too heavy, so that every time his feet fell, he trembled.

His long hair is golden, with nine lines depicted between his eyebrows, which is intertwined with the exclusive divine patterns of the holy body.

His eyes were also golden, deep and boundless, covering the sky and the earth, and there were endless great ways, which evolved within it.

He opened his domineering body, his combat power reached the peak, and his majestic power was like a vast ocean, with enough momentum to swallow the eight wildernesses.

"How is this possible? I can't die?" The spectators swallowed their saliva, their eyes full of disbelief, and their expressions turned petrified.

"And his momentum has climbed more than one level."

"What happened, how could it become so strong."

"What a monster he is?" The generals of the various palaces were also shocked and were no longer calm. Ye Chen's strength was far beyond their expectations.

"You haven't had a good time!" Ye Chen took out a mace and twisted his neck hard, his breath was extremely violent.

"Since you are not dead, I will kill you again." The Wheel-Breaking General was the first to snatch him.

Later, the eight major underworld generals in the ninth hall and other underworld generals in the other palaces also set off, and Ye Chen must not leave alive.

"A group of rats." Ye Chen shouted like eternal thunder. He took one step forward and instantly rushed to Zhuanglun Ming.

The expression of the Zhuang Lun Ming changed drastically, and he had not seen Ye Chen clearly. His speed had exceeded the range he had captured.

In the lightning, he hurriedly retreated, fearing inside. Ye Chen is now too weird and his momentum is depressing.

"Where to go?" Ye Chen rushed to death. Without saying a word, he smashed the stick and the void was crushed.

The Wheel Ming was about to kneel down, and as soon as he met, Ye Chen exploded his body, and the blood mist filled the sky, which was very dazzling.

The spectators were all shocked, and the generals of the various halls were also shocked.

That was the Wheel-Running Admiral, the first Wheel-Running Admiral, the real quasi-saint king, who was actually killed by a quasi-saint level when he met. How strong is Ye Chen!

"Suppress." As he spoke, the eight underworld generals in the ninth palace had arrived, and once again joined forces to slash the sword of the Holy King Ling Tian.

"Get out." Ye Chen swung his stick and fought against the Holy King Sword.

A clanging sound suddenly erupted, the Holy King's sword was shaken out, cracks broke out on the sword body, and the divine light was completely annihilated.

Looking at it, the eight great generals who moved it were also miserable. Each of them burst, flipped out, and vomited blood.

"Die!" The first Ming under the urban throne poked Ling Tian with one finger, penetrated through nothingness, merged the mysterious method of the Yuan Dynasty, pointed directly at Ye Chen's soul, and wanted to kill Ye Chen's true body.

His finger was very terrible, and blood immediately splattered.

However, it was not Ye Chen who was penetrated by a finger, but a dark general in the seventh part of the palace. He didn't know what happened when he arrived.

This is due to Ye Chen, who moved the world and changed the world.

He was not worried about anything, but the general of the Underworld was in trouble and was killed by someone.

"Damn." The first Miracle General under the Urban Throne snorted coldly.

"You deserve to die even more." A cold voice sounded, and Ye Chen swept over the evil aura, killed him, and swung his mace.

OK! The first general under the urban throne was hit by a blow, and his soul wanted to escape, but was suppressed by Ye Chen.

Seeing this, the halls and underworlds rushed forward and their magical powers came out frequently.

Ye Chen snorted coldly, suddenly opened up the chaotic vision, summoning the golden sea of ​​gods. The two intertwined, and there was also a mark of the Chaos Taoist rule.

Immediately, a shadow fell from the sky.

There were a few unlucky generals who were swallowed up by Ye Chen's golden deep sea while falling, and there was no residue left.

"It's so fun." Ye Chen laughed happily, lying across the world.

His tricks were all inconsistent, and he could only lift the stick and fall, and he could go with the more people, and swing the mace in his hand.
To be continued...