"Give me aside, spare me aside." The terror sounds came one after another, and the wailing generals of the underworld were wailing before their death.

They were still running away, but there were always one or two unlucky ones who were caught up by Ye Chen and could not escape the end of being killed.

The minds of the generals in each palace were somewhat collapsed by Ye Chen's pursuit. The holy body was their lingering nightmare.

"Everything is for your own sake." Ye Chenzhi shouted, extremely cold, full of magic, echoing between heaven and earth.

He is like the killing god of night, and every place he goes, he will have a blood disaster.

The sword in his hand was filled with blood, and every drop was dazzling. It was the blood of the underworld generals of each palace, carrying the retribution that should be received.

"The ancient holy body is so cruel." The spectators followed along the way, and they were all frightened.

"Feilong Ming will pit a bunch!" someone sighed.

No one refuted this statement. Everyone touched their chins and pondered. Today's blood disaster was the root of the flying dragon and dark general.

If he hadn't been crippled, the Second Palace General would not have come to find a place. As he searched for it, it would have led to a blood disaster.

But how could they know that the reason why the Feilong Ming General fought with Ye Chen was because of his sister's joke.

Therefore, the ultimate root is not the Feilong Ming General, but Qin Mengyao. It doesn’t matter if he says that, he cheated his brother, and even the Wei Generals of each palace.

I don’t know what kind of expression Qin Mengyao would look like when she learned about it, and I don’t know where she and Zhao Yun had gone.

Amid the discussion, Ye Chen was still killing, with a huge evil spirit.

He really had his eyes red from killing. The escaped generals of the palace were killed one after another, completely vanishing.

The heart of the Ninth Palace was bleeding. Every time Ye Chen killed one, their hearts hurt. Do they really want to kill the whole thing?

After today, except for the first hall, all the halls will have talents. How much energy will it take to cultivate new generals?

It’s not that you don’t care, but that you don’t dare to care. If you really get angry with the Emperor Huang, you will cause a greater catastrophe. The Holy Body lineage is too natural.

In comparison, King Qin Guang became much calmer, sitting leisurely, drinking wine, and not caring about it, nor intending to care about it.

Some individuals live too comfortably and do not know that the sky is high and the earth is thick. Since they have created the cause, they should have the result of the cause.

The underworld and the undead's return also need to be baptized in blood.

The screams and roars were destroyed at some time, and the other generals who were killed were abandoned, all fled back to their hometown.

A war ended, and the dark sky was covered in blood.

In the surging blood mist, Ye Chen carried the blood-stained killing sword and walked on the sky, his body covered in blood, like a god of killing.

Today, he became famous in one battle. Everyone who was killed by him was a general under the throne of Yama. His identity was so noble.

It’s also a blessing for Di Huang, otherwise he wouldn’t dare to be so presumptuous.

The spectators from all over the world looked at each other from afar, and no one spoke too much.

Today, they witnessed with their own eyes what lawlessness is.

Ye Chen is definitely the first to dare to kill the Nether General so unscrupulously, and the Ten Palaces of Yama Luo didn't even dare to let go of his farts.

Today, they also witnessed the rise of a god of killing.

More than half of the seventy-two underworld generals were killed.

Most of the remaining people are still alive. The so-called arrogance is gone and the so-called beating is gone and will never reach the peak for the rest of your life.

His existence will lead an era and a nightmare for a generation, and his achievements will be unprecedented.

The spectator should be glad that he had never provoked Ye Chen.

Otherwise, they will become dead souls under the Holy Body Sword.

Under the gaze of everyone, Ye Chen pulled off his blood-stained clothes, threw them to one side, and went straight to the ghost city with his bare shirt.

His back was as tough as a mountain, with long floating hair falling off in strands of gold, but dyed with bloody red.

With the eyes of all directions, he entered the ghost town and returned to the small garden. The surging evil spirits of his body were also restrained invisible.

"I said, do you want to be so fierce?" As soon as he walked in, Kui Niu opened his eyes and grinned and smacked his tongue.

"What, I'm not used to it?" Ye Chen couldn't help but smile.

"I should be used to it." Kui Niu smiled and shook his head.

During the Xuanhuang period, Ye Chen was lively everywhere, and he made trouble all over the eastern wilderness, western Mo and northern Yuezhongzhou.

Moreover, the movements are bigger and bigger every time, and this kind of pretending technical work is only done by Ye Chen, and it is very successful.

But he was still sighing. Ye Chen was very noisy when he was alive, but he died in the underworld, but he still made a big fuss.

It really confirms a truth: Ye Chen, the ancient sage body, goes lively wherever he goes, whether it is the heavens or the underworld.

On this side, Ye Chen had taken out four jade bottles and placed them at the four corners of the altar, and then untied the jade bottle ban.

Immediately, the four jade bottles trembled slightly, and pieces of the power of the soul gushed out from them, which were pulled by him and merged into the body of Kui Niu.

Kui Newton was shocked and closed his eyes quickly.

His soul body is like a bottomless pit, whaling cows and sucking the power of the soul, and his soul power has increased rapidly and is crystal clear.

This essence of the soul power is obtained from the generals of each palace. What an essence, it is much stronger than those soul powers.

With these help, he will concentrate in the shortest time.

Ye Chen returned to the old tree, took out the wine pot, and drank it violently.

Today's battle was really exciting, and I had to lose my domineering state, otherwise he would have to kneel down.

"It feels good to have a tough backstage." Ye Chen smiled and looked at Jieming Mountain, as if he could see Di Huang.

The reason why the Ten Palaces of Hell did not intervene was because they were afraid of Emperor Huang. He was a great god, which made them breathless.

After a pot of wine, he took out a pile of storage bags.

After finishing the matter, all the treasures inside were poured out.

There are really many treasures, including dark stones, secret scrolls, and dark weapons, which are piled up into small hills, with divine lights flashing and dazzling.

"The underworld general under the throne of Yama is rich and rich."

Ye Chen laughed, picked up the underworld weapon, and used his domineering magical power to crush the underworld weapon.

The Yinming Sword flew out and hung above it, devouring the essence of the underworld. The sword body was transforming into Nirvana, reaching the Holy King's Soldier.

Ye Chen was not idle, and after the underworld, there were many pills.

No matter what type of elixir he was, he just stuffed it into his mouth one by one, and only he dared to take the elixir as food.

The origin of the holy body is surging, and the pills are entered into the body, and are strongly refined and integrated into the holy body, becoming nutrients to help Ye Chen ascend.

His aura was even more majestic. Every pore in his body was swallowing and spitting out the essence, and the blood was rising, burning like fire.

Now, he has reached the bottleneck of the saint, and it only takes a little opportunity to advance, and it is not impossible to become a saint on the spot.

The small garden was trapped in tranquility. The Kui Niu was crazy about swallowing the power of the soul, and the Yinming Sword played the essence of the Destiny Devouring the Underworld.

Ye Chen also stuffed elixirs into his mouth like an animal.

The small garden is quiet, but the outside world is very lively.

Ye Chen's name has spread throughout the underworld, streets, alleys, street stalls and restaurants, and is full of sighs.

Even the bull-headed and horse-faced escort ghosts was chatting while performing official duties, one more excited.

Especially the bull-headed and horse-faced face that was escorted to Ye Chen in the past, with the straightest waist. We beat Ye Chen before, but whether it was snatched.

"Your King of Hell! You always have to make the decision for us!"

In the Nine Halls of the Underworld, a group of undead generals dragged their bodies and crawled on the hall, crying and wailing.

"How to make the decision, let's talk about it." The Nine Palace Hell stood in front of the throne, facing his back to the generals of the underworld, and his words were plain and plain.

"Crush his bones and raise them ashes." The palaces and dark men gritted their teeth, their eyes turned red, and their faces were as ferocious as demons.

"What a crushing bones and ashes." The Nine Palace Yama suddenly turned around and laughed in anger, "He is a holy body, and he is the same blood as the Emperor. Can't even understand such a relationship?"

Yama Thunder was furious, and the generals of the palace were so scared that they trembled all over. Each face was pale and sweating like rain, so they dared not move.

It was not until this moment that they understood who they had offended.

No wonder, no wonder Ye Chen dared to kill the Nether General so unscrupulously, no wonder even the Ten Palaces of Yama Luo dared to interfere on his own.

It’s not that they didn’t know clearly, but they were really kicked by the donkey. They were self-respecting as the generals under the throne of the Yama and self-respect for the tough backstage.

Little do they know that the backstage of the ancient holy body is even more scary.

That was the Emperor, who was as strong as the Emperor, and the Emperor of the Underworld was also afraid of it. Not to mention them, the Ten Palaces of Hell did not have the courage to provoke him.

What's even more ridiculous is that they want to take revenge. This is really a huge irony. They are really slapping themselves in the face.

"From today, you will no longer be my palace general."

The gloomy hall, the words of Yama, are majestic and cold.

The body of the underworld generals in each palace trembled and instantly collapsed into a lump.

If they lose, they will lose completely. Whether it is combat power or backstage, they will never be able to turn over in this life.
To be continued...