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Chapter 1821 space disorder

"Use the ban, catch the living, and chew his bones and drink his blood." On the Xuanxing, a angrily shouted throughout the world. It was a great saint armadillo with a hideous expression and a pair of blood-eyed eyes.

It doesn't matter if he roars, Ye Chen went straight to him and came. He shot the bird out of his head. Whoever screamed would beat him first.

The Great Sage Armadillo was furious and rushed over, opening his bloody mouth, his body was like a mountain, covered with scales, crushing the sky and the earth.

Ye Chen snorted coldly, punched out the next day, and punched through the armadillo's throat. The crimson hole was squirting scarlet blood.

The Great Sage Armadillo was miserable and kneeled up. His domineering body was so fragile that Ye Chen was so fragile that he was dismantled and broke it out in a few seconds, leaving only the soul escaped from the sky and fled.

"Where to go?" Ye Chen shouted, carrying the war spear to chase him, and he was just trying to fight the people who were happy. The Great Sage is so arrogant. I will destroy you.

"Save me." The great Armadillo Saint, who was still awesome not long ago, became cowardly at this moment, roaring shrillly and wailing for help. In his bloody eyes, fear had covered the hideous look.

His orders were very easy to use. Armadillos rushed over, spitting flames or thunder in their eyes, gathering into a vast sea of ​​fire and thunder, flooding Ye Chen.

"Let me... open." Ye Chen shouted angrily, slashed with his sword, like a golden dragon, jumped out, covering the sky with a big golden hand, and wiping it over with a palm, and the armadillo was crushed in pieces.

Seeing this, the Great Sage Armadillo escaped even more happily and did not dare to look back. Ye Chen was too strong and would be destroyed if he was not careful.

"Can you escape?" Ye Chen shouted coldly and majestic, like a king, sweeping over the evil spirits, crossing Xutian, and using his hand to fight the sword as a stick, Ling Tian smashed it over.

This stick is domineering, and the Great Saint-level soul is hard to stop. It is beaten up by a stick and is instantly destroyed.

"Damn it." The second great saint armadillo came to kill him and spit out a treasure seal. It was a natal weapon, which was pressed by Ling Tian.

"Get out." Ye Chen went against the sky, without evading it. He turned his hand and hit him head-on. So what about the great saint soldiers? It was difficult to stop the quasi-imperial soldiers and were smashed by a stick.

The natal weapon was destroyed and the owner was also backfired. The huge body of the Great Saint Armadillo exploded and blood was as heavy as rain.

"Give me a seal." Hundreds of saint kings armadillos shouted, jointly taking charge of the ban formation, trying to trap Ye Chen to death.

"Seal me?" Ye Chen sneered. The Taixu Divine Action was used to the extreme, and he ignored the ban. He ran around the human formation pattern, causing hundreds of Saint King Armadillos to die of embarrassment.

There was even more embarrassing that the armadillo moved the blocked formation, and he was not idle either. He held the battle sword in one hand and pinched the seal in the other.

The Taixu Dragon Forbidden suddenly appeared, and more than a dozen cages covered the sky, and the Great Saint-level Armadillo were trapped in it without exception.

They were trapped, and no one could stop Ye Chen. The remaining saint kings, quasi-saint kings and saints could not stop Ye Chen's move.

The battle situation turned into a unilateral massacre, and the picture was bloody.

The wailing sounds were connected, and the people were trembling. The armadillo was defeated. They were large and had no use, and they were running around the sky and the earth.

"It's so fucking to relieve your anger." Ye Chen was killing outside, and Kui Niu and Li Changsheng shouted in the copper furnace.

"Stir-stewed meat in a pot." Ye Chen was bathed in blood and killed the madness. The Holy King-level armadillo was thrown into the copper stove one by one. You can't miss a beautiful meal.

"Business is coming." Kui Niu and Li Changsheng were confused, with a clear division of labor, one person chopped meat and the other person took the spoon.

To be honest, they have to be the two of them. They are fighting outside, but there are stewed meat here, and there are many ingredients.

Soon, the great god-level armadillo broke through the Taixu Dragon Forbidden, and each had a huge murderous aura, and more than a dozen armadilloes blocked all directions.

The obvious group fight was quite a big battle, and he tried to kill Ye Chen.

Ye Chen was not afraid. The little shrimps had been cleaned up, and the battle had really begun. One challenge was still fierce.

Looking at the Xuanxing is lively, the endless mountains collapse one after another, and the world is full of devastation at this moment.

Such a huge movement made the monks passing by in the starry sky stop and look surprised, and the great masters have opened their eyes to see.

When he saw this, his face turned pale in an instant. He saw a huge crowd besieging a masked man. More than a dozen people hit him, but he was killed one by one. The thief was scary.

"The one wearing a mask, can it be the legendary... Chen Ye!" The weak monks looked at the great masters.

"Who would have been there if Chen Ye didn't dare to fight against the great clan in this way?" The great master took a deep breath.

"What an honor. I always listen to the rumors. Today I have seen a real person." The discussion was excited, and there were many people, but no one went in. It was not that I didn't want to go, but that I didn't do enough to do it, and I couldn't help even when I went in, which only added burdens.

"Save me." Amid the excitement, a cry for help came from the stars.

The next moment, a great saint armadillo escaped, with blood all over his body, his muscles and bones exposed, and his eyes were shocking. All other armadilloes were destroyed, and only he could escape and kill him.

Seeing this, the people outside the star cultivators took out the guys who were eating and were not going to let this guy go. They were cruel and bloodthirsty and poisoned the world. Now they are seriously injured, will they still let you live?

"Save me." The Great Saint Armadillo stumbled and was still screaming, and she was so panicked that she saw that there were many people here, so she went straight to this side and fled, calling for help.

"Save your sister." A burly man shouted angrily and was the first to kill him. The ghost-headed sword in his hand was shining with a cold light. Ling Tian's slash, the thousand-foot sword light suddenly appeared, cracking the starry sky.

"Kill." One person started attacking, and the cultivators all got up, and their cultivation level was different. From the Great Sage to the Heavenly Realm, they used their lives to use their ultimate moves, one after another.

The Great Sage Armadillo's eyes were prominent, and they were all magical tools and secret techniques. Moreover, he ran so fast that he bumped into him.

The scene was a bit sour. If the war was alone, no one would be the opponent of the Great Saint Armadillo. But if the group fights, it would be hard to say, let alone, the Great Saint Armadillo was seriously injured.

The Great Sage Armadillo was depressed until he died. He escaped, but the result was not much better, and he died.

Looking at the mysterious star, Ye Chen glanced at it and couldn't help but smile. Someone helped him to kill him, so he could not chase him.

After closing his eyes, he looked at the ground in a blink of an eye, and then looked at the head as big as a wine jar, not daring to look at it too much, for fear of being backlashed again.

If you want to say, the armadillo tribe has a very smart nose. If you come here in such a big formation, you probably come to find the big head.

Unfortunately, the Armadillo tribe met his evil star, and the whole army was wiped out in a turbulent battle.

"Come on, drink the soup." Kui Niu handed out a large iron basin filled with meat soup, with essence everywhere and surging.

"It is not suitable to stay here for a long time." Ye Chen took the iron basin and did not drink a gulp. He immediately turned around, not wanting to stay longer.

Perhaps he was walking in a hurry, but he didn't walk steadily. He staggered and fell into a dog's mud. The pot of broth he held in his hand was almost sprinkled.

Ye Chen was embarrassed and hurriedly got up. Only then did he realize that it was not on the ground, or more precisely, it was underground. In front of him, it was dim. To be precise, it was the huge underground palace underground.

"What's the situation?" Li Changsheng, who was holding a large basin to drink broth in the copper stove, was also confused. Why did he step underground in one step? Is it so magical?

"Space reversal?" Kui Niu frowned. This explanation made it true. Ye Chen hit the space misalignment in one step.

Ye Chen said nothing, frowned, knowing more than anyone else that this was not a space disorder, but a mysterious force at work, which was extremely powerful, dragging him down.

Suddenly, an ancient breeze blew with the vicissitudes of life, and the stone lamps in the underground palace were lit up.

As the light emerged, the altar also came into his eyes, and the head on the altar appeared together.

Ye Chen's heart was beating. Even with three quasi-imperial soldiers, he felt depressed and had the urge to kneel down.

It was an invisible pressure, from that head, infinitely close to the emperor, and its bloodline, which made the holy blood irritate, and its origin exuded a strong prehistoric aura.

Ye Chen was very sure that the owner of this head must belong to the prehistoric clan, and it is unknown who it is.

"What age is the holy body baby now?" His head trembled slightly, and he opened his eyes. His eyes were like a wine jar, and his pupils were missing. He was in chaos, vicissitudes and ancient times, and he was covered with the earth. Although his words were light, his voice was like a bell and thunder, which shocked Ye Chen's divine sea and his soul almost collapsed.

Ye Chen subconsciously retreated, and with his state of mind, he was also afraid. The head, which was as big as a wine jar, opened his eyes and spoke. The scene was so fucking scary, and the cool breeze was whizzing.

Not only him, but also Kui Niu and Li Changsheng, were so scared that they were all trembling. Are we seeing a ghost? Such a big ghost.

"What era is it now?" Seeing that Ye Chen did not respond, his head spoke again. Perhaps he was tired, so he closed his eyes again.

"This..." Ye Chen reacted and coughed dryly, not knowing how to answer this question. It seemed that the heavens had no record of the year. He probably didn't know the head when he said Emperor.

"The Emperor Beiming is still alive." said lightly.

Upon hearing this, Ye Chen narrowed his eyes slightly. Since he was at the level of the emperor, he had heard of the Great Emperor of Beiming... Among the 130 Emperors of Xuanhuang... the only emperor who forged two natal emperors was the emperor of the prehistoric period. He had no idea how long he had been silent.

According to legend, before Emperor Beiming became emperor, it was the most chaotic period in the prehistoric world. The great clans of the prehistoric world rage and set off a huge catastrophe. The blood cleaned the heavens. Emperor Beiming became emperor in a chaotic world and used iron-blooded means to suppress the prehistoric world. With him in charge, the heavens achieved peace for 90,000 years.

The suppressed prehistoric clans were also frightened to escape from the universe and the 90,000 years, no one dared to emerge.

His reputation shook the past and present. When the great clans of the prehistoric world heard it, they were all trembling. The power of an emperor lasted forever.

"He... was a person from the time of Emperor Beiming?" Kui Niu muttered, then stomped on the mouth of the furnace, staring at the head.

"It's probably, otherwise, so many emperors, why do you mention the Beiming Emperor alone?" Li Changsheng touched his chin and pondered.

"I dare to ask senior, you are..." Ye Chen stepped forward and bowed, his tone was also tentative.
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