"Those who block me will die." Ye Chen trembled with a shout, and he wielded the dark warriors, attacking and killing all the way. Wherever he passed, no one could block his spear under the Great Sage, and a bloody road was killed, and behind him was a road paved with blood bones.

He was like a peerless war god, with his aura covering all the worlds and wilderness, and was invincible. With only one person's strength, he killed tens of thousands of Qiongqi and failed to defeat the army, falling one after another, and the scene was shocking.

"Kill him, kill him, his corpse is made of mountains." In the copper furnace, Kui Niu and Li Changsheng roared excitedly. If it weren't for the lack of strength, his mother would have gone out to work. However, the combat power was limited and it was worth roaring in the furnace and cheering for Ye Chen.

"Kill him, kill him, blood flows into a river." Ren Xiu, who had not yet been destroyed, also screamed at the top of his throat. Pingji's blood boiled at this moment, cheering for the heroes of the human race.

Ye Chen did not disappoint them either. The three quasi-imperial soldiers helped, their combat power was so great that they were bathed in Qiongqi's blood.

If the opponent has no quasi-emperor level, no one can stop him. The Saint King level and the Great Saint level are far from enough to see.

This starry sky suddenly washed away like blood, and the bright starlight was dyed red, and the bright moonlight also turned into awesome.

"I really underestimate him." In the jade chariot, the ninth prince of Qiongqi was laughing and his purple eyes were not only violent, but also more greedy. He became more interested in Ye Chen's bloodline. If he swallowed it, it would definitely be a fortune.

"There is a secret technique that blocks the origin, but I can't even see through it." A misty sounded, and a gold robe appeared beside the ninth prince of Qiongqi. His golden eyes were shining, and his quasi-emperor's power was faintly overflowing. You can tell at a glance that he was a real quasi-emperor.

"If we can't see through it, it must be a bloodline against the will of heaven." A dark laughter resounded, and another silver robe old man appeared. The old man with a strong aura was also a quasi-emperor.

"Catch me alive." The ninth prince of Qiongqi yawned, stretched his waist comfortably, as if nothing had happened, and never took Ye Chen seriously from beginning to end.

"It's easy to capture." The quasi-emperor of gold and silver smiled playfully, and was like walking in the garden. The quasi-emperor of the Qiongqi clan was under the mighty pressure, and the aura of the prehistoric world covered the vast starry sky. The real beast of the prehistoric world made the star field tremble.

"Old Qi, there are two quasi-emperor levels." Kui Niu in the copper furnace hurriedly reminded, afraid that Ye Chen would suffer a loss.

"I knew it if I had known." Ye Chen let out a faint sound, suddenly swung his spear, and exploded a great saint Qiongqi, rolled up the evil spirit, stepped on the blood and bones of the corpse mountain, and headed straight for the quasi-emperor of gold and silver.

"I can't overestimate my ability." The golden robe quasi-emperor sneered, poked his palm, transformed into a golden giant hand, covering the starry sky and forbidden space, as heavy as an eight thousand feet tall mountain, and wanted to suppress Ye Chen with one palm.

The quasi-emperor's palm was indeed dizzy and the sky was destroyed, and the space collapsed with a bang. After one palm, there was no more Ye Chen in the starry sky.

In the eyes of outsiders, the golden robe quasi-emperor should have been too heavy to take action, so Ye Chen could not withstand it and was wiped out with a palm.

"Bastard." The ninth prince of Qiongqi rebuked and suddenly stood up. His leisurely expression had a hint of color and his eyes were red. "I said that what to eat if you want to live?"

The quasi-emperor of the golden robe was not speaking, his brows were slightly frowned, and his old eyes were slightly narrowed.

The silver-robed quasi-emperor also frowned. Although the golden-robed quasi-emperor's palm was strong, Ye Chen had three quasi-emperor's weapons to protect his body, and could kill the Great Saint level in a row. How powerful is the combat power? How could he be killed by one move?

Three or five seconds later, the two looked at each other, "Turn into dust?"

Otherwise, it is a quasi-emperor, and his vision is high, and he can break the clues. Ye Chen was not killed, but escaped into the dust space. A grain of sand and dust is so small that it will disappear without a doubt.

Ye Chen is very accurate in turning the world into dust, and he created the illusion of being killed and hid in the dust space.

"The transformation of the universe into dust is mysterious." Kui Niu sighed, "Even the quasi-emperor is blinded, this immortal method is good."

Ye Chen remained silent and ignored this guy. He slapped four drops of blood with his hand, hung in the air, and then quickly pinched the marks.

Seeing this, Kui Niu and Li Changsheng's eyes suddenly became brighter.

After following Ye Chen for so long, how could he not know what Ye Chen was going to do? They still recognize the seal technique of Emperor Dao Tongming. There are so many powerful people in the underworld, and they must pull it out and relax.

Outside, because Ye Chen disappeared, Qiongqi stopped fighting, holding a spear in his hand, running around the starry sky, looking for Ye Chen's traces.

"I really surprised me. I was still familiar with turning into dust." The golden robe quasi-emperor said coldly, and was also looking for Ye Chen, opening the quasi-emperor-level sky eye, scanning every inch of the starry sky.

"The world turns into dust and is the holy body and the divine treasure. Could it be that Chen Ye is the holy body?" The silver robe quasi-emperor pondered, with deep meaning in his words.

"There are so many monks in the human world. There are many people who have taken another path to enlighten the world into dust. They are not exclusive to the ancient holy bodies." The Golden Robe Quasi Emperor snorted coldly, "Ye Chen was buried for only one or two years, and it is impossible for the ancient holy bodies to come out of the heavens and tens of thousands of realms."

"It's really interesting." The silver robe quasi-emperor curled his lips slightly and sneered, "I'll definitely study it after finding him."

"Although the transformation of heaven into dust is mysterious, there are time limits. When the time limit comes, he will appear, and he will not escape today."

"Look for me, I will see people alive and die, and see corpses." The ninth prince of Qiongqi, Ruru, roared wildly, his eyes were full of ferociousness, tyrannical and bloodthirsty, and he was angry and wanted to kill people.

"Are you looking for me?" A faint voice sounded, extremely misty, a space twisted, and Ye Chen transformed into a body.

"No one has ever made me feel so excited." The Ninth Prince of Qiongqi smiled, showing his white teeth, his eyes full of greed and bloodthirsty, and he was so excited that he was crazy.

"I will make you enjoy the fun." Ye Chen took out the bloody battle spear, the rolling evil spirit reappeared, and turned into a giant dragon and entangled him.

"The lowly human beings are not punished." Another golden robe quasi-emperor, his words were majestic and cold. If God pronounced his verdict, he would explore his big hand for the second time and cover the starry sky with one palm.

However, before the palm really fell, an immortal sword suddenly appeared, and one sword slashed out of the Milky Way and split it.

The magical power was broken, and the golden robe quasi-emperor was backfired. He groaned and retreated with shock. Blood was flowing from the corner of his mouth.

"Quest Emperor." The silver-robed quasi-emperor's eyes narrowed into a line, staring at Ye Chen, where there was an extra figure, a big bearded man, a fierce and evil spirit, like a door god.

The man, after a closer look, wasn’t he the first King of Yan Luo Qin Guang? He was drinking tea leisurely in the underworld, but the tea cup was just picked up and was pulled over by Ye Chen.

"As a quasi-emperor, you are not afraid of losing your face when you attack like this." The quasi-emperor of the golden robe snorted coldly, his face was scary, and he was slashed with a sword in a daze. Everyone was depressed, but he was confused. How long did Ye Chen find the quasi-emperor level? Judging from his aura, he still vaguely overwhelmed him.

"Face?" King Qin Guang was amused. He first glanced at the golden robe quasi-emperor, then glanced at the silver robe quasi-emperor, and couldn't help but sneer, "Two quasi-emperors besieged a saint. If you are shameless, I will be separated by 100,000 miles."

"Looking for death." The silver-robed quasi-emperor was furious and took a step forward, pinching a large seal with his hand to cover King Guang of Qin, which was a great killing technique.

"Two to one, you will be killed." The golden robe quasi-emperor also attacked, his palms like a divine sword, slashing in the air, making him extremely domineering.

King Qin Guang sneered, but didn't even look at it, or to be more precise, he ignored it, because he didn't need to take action, and someone would make them happy. What a quasi-emperor level? We don't have it.

Sure enough, as soon as the silver robe quasi-emperor arrived, he saw a big slap slapped towards him. Banban was a sturdy and powerful man, and he was so strong that he hit him.

Before this was finished, after a big hand, a finger light and sword light were broken, and the finger light pierced a bloody hole in his chest. The sword light became even more powerful, destroying the world and almost slashed him. Qiongqi's blood splashed all over the starry sky.

The Golden Robe Quasi Emperor was not good either. He was also hit by a lot of attacks from the Silver Robe Quasi Emperor, and he flew farther than the Silver Robe Quasi Emperor. His posture was absolutely domineering.

Everything was in the time of lightning and fire. Two quasi-emperors Qiongqi were hit by a wave of three attacks... and almost died.

The person who saw it was the cooperation between King Jiang of Chu, Emperor Song, King Taishan, and the Three Palaces of Yama, which was perfect. If it were an ordinary quasi-emperor, it would have been a damn place.

"It's the quasi-emperor again." The quasi-emperor's face had changed.

"How is that possible?" The silver-robed quasi-emperor finally stopped his body, and there was a hint of fear in his ferocious look. One was that he was afraid of the opponent's lineup, and the four quasi-emperors were absolutely crushed; the other was that he was shocked by Ye Chen. In just a quarter of an hour, a small saint summoned four quasi-emperors from where did he summon four quasi-emperors?

"Where did the quasi-emperor level come from? Or the four masters?" The Qiongqi and his face turned pale, too surprised, too caught off guard.

"What happened." The ninth prince of Qiongqi on the jade chariot was no longer calm. His purple eyes were blood red, and his teeth were gritted. The two quasi-emperors of the golden robe were puzzled. He was not the same. He began to understand why the corpses of the prehistoric clans were frequently killed in mountains must be related to these four quasi-emperors.

"Your two, my four, are still two to one, there is nothing wrong with it." King Qin Guang stroked his beard and said meaningfully.

"Who are you?" The golden robe quasi-emperor was united, staring at the Four Palaces of Hell, his old eyes were scary.

"Tell me this! If you accidentally go to hell, I will be in charge." King Qin Guang laughed and twisted his neck fiercely. "So, you'd better hope to die and never go to hell, otherwise the consequences will be extremely serious."

"A ridiculous word." The golden robe quasi-emperor snorted coldly, "It seems that Zhu Tian is going to fight again with the prehistoric world."

"The first to tear down the truce agreement is your prehistoric race." Ye Chen scolded coldly, his words were firm, "Isn't it just forcing me to start a war in the heavens?"

"Okay, very good, since that's the case..." The silver-robed quasi-emperor laughed hideously, but before he finished speaking, the Four Palaces of Hell killed him and pointed at his nose and cursed, "Okay, your sister, you can beat him as soon as you want. I'm talking a lot of nonsense. I have no discussion on destroying you."

"Protect the Ninth Prince quickly and leave." The silver-robed quasi-emperor shouted, his face turned blue and red. The dignified quasi-emperor had never been insulted like this. The Four Palaces of Yama aroused his anger.

"Then the war begins." The Golden-robed Quasi-Emperor roared, and joined forces with the Silver-robed Quasi-Emperor to attack and kill, and bought time for the retreat of the Ninth Prince of Qiongqi. As long as he left, everything was fine.
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