The battle was fierce, and Qiongqi was not dead, but the cultivation of the people was destroyed in a whole lot. They fought hard to resist, and they could not resist Qiongqi's attack and kill.

"Escape, run away quickly." The old man in Ren Xiu's white-haired roared. Perhaps it was the ancestor of this sect who was besieged by the three heads of Qiongqi. Seeing that the younger generation died one by one, blood flowing everywhere.

"Escape?" Qiongqi smiled grimly, and opened his mouth and squirted out a ray of thunder, piercing through the white-haired old man. The picture was very dazzling.

"Kill." The white-haired old man roared, his old eyes were covered with bloodshot, burning his life span, and he suddenly opened the forbidden method. His old attitude became young, and he fought desperately under the extreme sublimation.

"Ant." Qiongqi snorted coldly, and his huge body rushed over, besieging the white-haired old man with three heads. He had to tear him apart to finish it.

With one pick, the white-haired old man was at a disadvantage, his bones collapsed, and blood splattered in the starry sky. He was beaten by the three-headed Qiongqi and turned over.

The younger generation of human cultivation is also miserable, either destroyed or swallowed, and his soul is scattered under Qiongqi's iron cavalry.

The blood dyed the starry sky red, and it was bloody. There were no complete stars in this starry sky, and even the quicksand was wrapped in blood.

Human life becomes more humble than grass, and living people are buried in the galaxy and turn into historical dust here.

"Oh my God! Open your eyes!" Ren Xiu's face was filled with tears, and the crying trembled with the stars. It was a roar from the soul, calling on the human emperor to save the people from water and fire.

"This desperate look is really wonderful." Qiongqi licked the scarlet head, smiled unscrupulously, and was tyrannically and bloodthirsty.

"Are you leaving?" Qiongqi on the other end, and was amused and lit up his eyes, knocking the white-haired old man out.

The white-haired old man was bleeding and before he could even settle down, Qiongqi's iron hooves stepped down in the air, pressing his old body torn apart.

"Born." The third head Qiongqi arrived and revealed his divine light. It was the mysterious technique of the soul, directly attacking the true body of the white-haired old man.

"Old Ancestor." The younger generation of cultivators roared and wanted to come to rescue, but the clay Buddha crossed the river and could not even protect himself.

The white-haired old man smiled, his turbid old eyes were full of desolation.

He hated, hated the dirty world, hated the naked law of survival, the world of the strong, the weak deserved to be slaughtered.

When life and death are dead, he also feels guilty and shameful to his ancestors.

The lineage is passed down from generation to generation, and it is to be cut off from his hands. Even if he goes to the underworld, he will have no face to meet his ancestors.

His arms were hanging down and he had already given up on resistance. The Qiongqi clan was too strong, so strong that he could imagine.

The meaningless struggle is full of despair, the road ahead is dark, and there is no hope or light.

However, just before closing his eyes, a golden flash suddenly appeared, and his old eyes subconsciously opened again and looked at that place.

It was a golden figure, which seemed to have come from a distant era, crossed the long river of time, and in the deep starry sky, it was dazzling, shining on the darkness and bringing light.

"There is no one in the heavens?" The person who came was the holy body, sweeping over the evil spirits, and a roar shook the world and wilderness.

"There are still people who are not afraid of death, which is interesting." Qiongqi smiled fiercely, revealing his white fangs, and pounced on Ye Chen like a mountain.

"Get out." Ye Chen shouted coldly, snatched nine eight wildernesses in anger, and punched the Qiongqi's head with an extremely domineering punch.

Qiongqi's head exploded, his brain was overflowing, and blood sank into the starry sky. His true body of the soul was also destroyed by Ye Chen's punch.

"This..." The white-haired old man was stunned, and the junior of the human cultivation was also stunned, full of disbelief. It was a Qiongqi!

"How is that possible?" A group of Qiongqi's giant eyes suddenly appeared and stared at Ye Chen. Even Qiongqi who was fighting stopped. Ye Chen's strength was so powerful that it was against the will of heaven, which was really shocking.

"Vulnerable." Ye Chen twisted his neck fiercely.

"Arrogant, work together to kill." Qiongqi, who led the lead, was furious, his bloody eyes blew, swept through the prehistoric aura, and rushed in. The huge iron hooves thrust the starry sky.

Under the order, Qiongqi abandoned the human cultivation and slaughtered him from all directions.

Ye Chen was not afraid, and a pitch-black spear transformed into a black war spear in his hand, and he shook it into an inch in one step, killing the leader Qiongqi. The spear was used as a stick and hit his huge head with one stick.

The scream suddenly broke out. Qiongqi, who was leading the way, was smashed into pieces, and his soul was severely damaged, affecting his body and shattering.

It is big and bloody, and it will be filled with rivers if it is poured.

Ye Chen took a quick step to follow and made up for him.

The poor leader Qiongqi, who had not pretended to be fine, slashed on the spot, his head was pierced, and his soul was as silent as the true body of his soul.

"Die!" Qiongqi walked up to the sky, angrily and violently, and stepped on the iron hooves in the air, trying to trample Ye Chen into meat sauce.

Ye Chen sneered, fled away instantly, and showed his body again. He was already above Qiongqi's head, holding a spear in both hands, and inserted it straight.

Qiongqi's blood gushed out like a spring, the sea of ​​gods was destroyed, and the soul was also destroyed, and was killed on the spot by a spear.

"Swallow." Qiongqi rushed over and opened his bloody mouth. There was a dark vortex in his mouth, swallowing the sky and earth. The gravel blood and energy from all directions were all drawn into his mouth.

Ye Chen was also swallowed on the spot, but he was swallowed voluntarily.

If you can swallow me, it is not a big skill. If you can digest me, you are awesome. Not everyone can swallow me.

As it turned out, Ye Chen was indeed a big fuss. After getting into Qiongqi's stomach, he began to make trouble, beating Qiongqi so hard that he screamed.

In just three seconds, Ye Chen came out, attacked from inside, and blasted out a blood hole. When he arrived, Ling Tian beat Qiongqi up with his spear.

In just a few rounds, the four Qiongqi were destroyed in a row. The remaining Qiongqi was furious, and the big eyes were emitting a bloodthirsty light.

Ye Chen is not afraid anymore. Qiongqi is very arrogant? I am still a holy body? Have you ever been afraid and scared me, it is not easy to use.

This guy showed his power, and he used his battle swords to surround the starry sky.

He was like a god of war. Everywhere he went, he died, and his huge body exploded in the starry sky. He was too big and blood, washing the starry sky bloodily.

This scene is bloody and cruel, and lawless.

The old man in white and the juniors of Renjian had already been away from him, his mouth slightly opened, his eyes straightened, and his entire petrification was seen.

Who is this? Should I be so fierce? That's Qiongqi! The first batch of creatures in the world, their bloodlines are so domineering.

But such a group of prehistoric beasts were cultivated by one person and could not raise their heads, and were killed one after another.

The cultivator was excited and excited to see it. He forgot to escape for a while, but became a spectator and witnessed all this.

Such a huge noise caused more monks to surround the world, swallowing their saliva, "Then...that person, who is that!"

"I've seen a fierce person, but I haven't seen such a fierce person before. What a frightening person!"

"How long has it been, I saw someone in Hard Steel Qiongqi for the first time."

"It really gives the human tribe the face." An older monk shouted, "I am not alone in the heavens, but there are also gods of war."

The words of this old monk caused a huge wave.

The weak monks were unable to participate in the battle, so they took out their robes, tied them to the war spear and waved them to cheer for Ye Chen. The sound was like a tide, sweeping across the starry sky, and Haoyu was also turbulent.

"Who, who are you?" Qiongqi's anger was as thunderous as thunder.

The dignified and powerful clan, the first batch of creatures in the world, looked down on the world, and was so arrogant, but he was killed and suspected of his life. The roars and roars shook the stars.

"My name: Chen Ye." Ye Chen shouted loudly.

His roar shook people's hearts. Anyone who heard the cultivator looked at each other and was sure that he had never heard of this name.

The creeping tigers and hidden dragons in the sky, and many talents emerged, and they were all alive.

They have never heard of it, let alone Qiongqi.

Ye Chen easily revealed his identity, and he wanted to have a sense of mystery, and to wear the name of Chen Ye and get angry at the prehistoric clan.

The identity is to be revealed, but it is not this starry sky.

Xuanhuang is his main battlefield, and he will kill him all the way.

He will appear in the strongest posture, and will announce to the heavens of all realms with endless war. He... the ancient holy body Ye Chen... is back.
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