The six quasi-emperors started a war, and the scene suddenly started. The scene was so huge that the stars trembled. The nearby star meteorites collapsed one by one, turned into ashes, and were annihilated in the star field.

This starry sky has become a place of chaos, with the interweaving of the phenomena of nirvana, outlining the phenomena of destruction, and the laws of quasi-emperor are scattered.

Both gold and silver quasi-emperors have transformed into their original bodies, and their size is really not that big, with their eyes rushing in the starry sky like wine jars.

It can be seen that the two-on-one lineup, the fourth hall of Yan Luo, had an absolute advantage, and the second quasi-emperor of gold and silver could not raise his head, and Qiongqi's essence and blood filled the starry sky.

It’s also a pity that the four of them are the Emperor’s Dao’s body. If they are at the peak of the original deity, they don’t need two to one, and they can even kick the other to death even if they fight alone.

This is also why Ye Chen summoned the four gods of Yama in one breath. This is the human world, not the underworld.

The Emperor Dao Tongming restricts the combat power of Yama, and is not at its peak. What he wants is absolute suppression of combat power and also takes into account the safety of Yama. A two-on-one lineup is the most suitable.

The six quasi-emperors fought in full swing, but the other Qiongqi retreated, protecting the ninth prince of Qiongqi and fled in a panic.

Everyone is awesome on weekdays, but when it comes to a critical moment, they are all timid and run fast.

"Can you leave?" Ye Chen carried the war spear and chased him. The golden light shone with his evil spirit. The shouts vibrated the starry sky, as fast as thunder. Once he caught up, he would beat him without saying a word, and then he would swing his spear, turning into blood mist.

"Kill me, kill me." The ninth prince of Qiongqi roared angrily, stood on the jade chariot, roaring wildly, like a mad dog.

However, his orders seemed to be ineffective at this moment. Although Qiongqi was large in number, no one dared to step forward.

Ye Chen is too strong, and three quasi-imperial soldiers help the battle, and the Great Sage is far from an opponent. Such a ruthless man, unless he is a quasi-imperial level, otherwise whoever dares to be tough will come up and find fun.

Unfortunately, their two quasi-emperors were besieged by four quasi-emperors, and they were unable to protect themselves, so they had no time to pay attention to them.

Therefore, they can only escape, and they have to escape with their lives, otherwise the consequences will be extremely sour and refreshing once they are caught up.

As he spoke, Ye Chen caught up with him again. A saint king Qiongqi transformed into his body, but it was useless. Ye Chen stepped on it into flesh mud, and his soul was also pulled away, slashing his soul to death.

Seeing this, the other Qiongqi did not even use his moves and continued to escape. Such gods as Ye Chen were not able to compete with them.

"Escape to the ends of the world and kill you." Ye Chen swept across the spear, staring at the ninth prince with golden eyes.

The tragic situation of the previous cultivator is vividly remembered, forcing them to kill each other, and the bloody scene is shocking. It is a bloody debt that needs to be paid back by the ninth prince of Qiongqi.

"Come on! Come and kill me!" The Ninth Prince Qiongqi smiled grimly. Even though he was chased, he was still tough and full of ferocious eyes.

"I will kill you." Ye Chen shouted angrily, shrank into the ground in one step, rushed into Qiongqi's army, and stormed the war and danced freely.

His tricks were unorganized and he swung them all in a mess. With the help of the quasi-emperor's power, he blessed the Chaos Dao and merged with blood power. One stick was more domineering than the other stick, and the blood mist was connected into one.

A bloody road leading to the ninth prince of Qiongqi was killed out, and no one could stop Qiongqi from rushing toward him.

The ninth prince of Qiongqi was scared and stepped back on the jade chariot. He had already smelled the breath of death, which made people tremble.

"Fast, speed up." He was also timid, roaring, urging Qiongqi to drive the jade chariot, for fear that he would run slower and be caught up by Ye Chen. The killing god was too terrible.

Qiongqi's speed increased sharply, and Ye Chen's speed was not overwhelming. It was like a ghost, like a shadow, and it could not be shaken off.

They had no intention of fighting, but Ye Chen was different. They chased and fought all the way, killed and destroyed all the way, and they were really a god of killing.

This is really an excellent irony. The dignified tribe of the vast world, with nearly 10,000 Qiongqi, has many saints and great saints, but they are chased by a saint, which makes people sigh.

The vast starry sky became extremely lively due to their pursuit and escape, accompanied by blood and bones along the way.

Such a big news, it is difficult not to attract attention from all over the world. The escaped monks who meet on the road, the hidden cultivators, and the powerful powers of nearby stars gather in large numbers, as dark as the ocean.

When I saw this picture, I was stunned. My eyes were straight and my expression was wonderful enough. I could say incredible.

"I...I'm right!" A young monk opened his mouth, "Nearly ten thousand Qiongqi was chased by a saint?"

"What's the origin of that white-haired young man wearing a mask? Do you want to be so arrogant?" Too many people swallowed their saliva. "This is the first time I have seen such a picture when I have unsealed this prehistoric world."

"Using secret techniques to cover up the true appearance and bloodline, it cannot break the origin." An old man in white robe frowned, "Which family's talent?"

"It's Chen Ye!" A female cultivator said in a low voice, her eyes rippling, and she was beautiful, and she was a beautiful woman! She was still a hero.

However, her words made all the monks from all directions look at each other, as if they all found the answer from each other's eyes.

Isn’t Chen Ye the one who has the most famous these days? No one knows his identity, but he specializes in the prehistoric clans. He dares to pursue Qiongqi so unscrupulously. Perhaps only he can do the entire heavens, and he must be him.

As he watched, the monks from all directions were excited. Regardless of whether it was Chen Ye or not, they decided that it was him, and no one questioned it.

"Go and take a look." The old man in white robe was the first to move forward and chase Ye Chen's side. His old heart was also very excited.

Behind me, people were cultivating one after another, and they smiled happily.

What's more, they have taken out the memory crystal and wanted to brand the picture so that they can burn it to the compatriots who were slaughtered by Qiongqi, and let them see how miserable Qiongqi was being hunted down.

More and more people came, either in groups of three or in groups of five, to witness this historic scene.

Too many young monks were excited and excited. If the elders of the family were not stopped by them, they would have been killed by their mother.

"Blood debt and blood repayment." A starry sky, Ye Chen's angrily shouted through the vast star field, carrying a vast hatred and hatred. He had his eyes red, covered in blood, all of them were Qiongqi. He chased and killed all the way, and I don't know how many Qiongqi was buried in his hand.

"Hurry, no matter how fast." The Ninth Prince of Qiongqi was also roaring, no longer showing a lofty posture, like a stray dog.

"Stay!" Ye Chen caught up with him, first shrank into the ground and rushed into Qiongqi, then moved the sky and changed the earth, constantly exchanged positions with the other party, and finally got on the huge jade chariot.

"Punish me." The Great Saint-level Qiongqi, who was guarding the jade chariot, shouted ferociously and attacked with a fierce look.

"Get out." Ye Chen did not dodge, dodge or defend, and let Qiongqi pierce his chest, poked it out with a spear, and nailed it to death.

More Qiongqi saints rushed forward, and Qiongqi, the outside world, also boarded the jade chariot and wanted to work together to suppress Ye Chen.

A big battle started on the jade chariot. Ye Chen fought against more than a dozen great saints alone, and fought a suppressive battle.

So what about the Great Sage? It’s not enough to reach the quasi-emperor. The blood splattered in pieces, and the huge jade chariot was dyed bloody. In just three moments, the jade chariot exploded.

The ninth prince of Qiongqi was knocked away. If he had not had a secret weapon to protect his body, he would have been blown into a blood mist. But even so, he was miserable enough, with blood and bones dripping and no human form.

Ye Chen was not in love with the battle, so he took the attack of the Great Sage of Qiongqi and rushed straight to him. The ninth prince of the Qiongqi clan is the most valuable. He can kill him and he can still take some pocket money if he has nothing to do.

Seeing this, the ninth prince of Qiongqi was full of fear and fled to escape. He sacrificed the formation platform and stepped forward, trying to escape with this.

"Where to go?" Ye Chen wiped his palm, and the space in all directions was crushed. The ninth prince of Qiongqi who had just escaped was forced out again, and was already covered in blood and almost wiped out this time.

"Take your life." Ye Chen arrived in an instant and smashed his spear. This spear was so domineering that it could explode.

"No...no...no..." The ninth prince of Qiongqi's eyes were prominent, his pupils were tightened, his body trembled in fear, and his whole body was cold, as if half of his body had fallen into hell and would never be reborn.

However, at this moment, a dazzling fairy light shot from the side, hitting Ye Chen's spear without bias.

Ye Chen was shaken and stepped back, his arms exploded, his muscles and bones burst out, and blood spit out in one mouthful after another.

"Quest Emperor?" The monks watching the battle from all directions all looked at one side. If they could repel Ye Chen, the person who saved the ninth prince of Qiongqi must be at the quasi-emperor level, and they are not ordinary quasi-emperors.

Under the gaze of everyone, an old man in purple robe appeared, stepping on nothingness, his fairy spirit, and his steps were graceful, like a real immortal, whose path was natural, and even to the peak of the quasi-emperor.

"People...man cultivating?" The monks from all directions were stunned and saw that the old man in purple robe was not a prehistoric clan, but a man cultivating in the heavens.

"The Supreme Shan Zhenren." The old monk took a deep breath, as if he recognized the old man in purple robe. He was also a giant steed that was famous in the eight wildernesses. He was also famous in the starry sky.

"This... why did he slaughter so many people to practice. As a Supreme Goodwill True Person who practices humans, why did he save him?"

"It hurt Chen Ye hard for this." Too many young monks couldn't figure it out, and were filled with righteous indignation. The fists in their sleeves were soaked in blood, and their eyes were red. They were angry for Ye Chen and Ren Cultivation.

"He has long been dependent on the great clan of the prehistoric world." The older monk revealed the secret, and his eyes were full of cold light. "As a quasi-emperor level, the demons could not hide when they invaded, and he had not seen him work. After the great clan of the prehistoric world was unsealed, they also helped the evildoers a lot."

"It's really damn." The cultivators were all angry and always respected the powerful quasi-emperor, but now the scene is really disappointing. A generation of cultivators is so backboneless.

"True Man save me." Amid the resentment, the Ninth Prince of Qiongqi had stumbled and fled over, hiding behind the Shangshan Zhenren, and the Qiongqi and others were also rushing towards each other.

"I am here to keep the prince safe." Shangshan Zhenren stroked his beard and said lightly, looking like a senior.

"Kill! Come and kill me!" With the protection of the Supreme Lord Shan Zhenren, the Ninth Prince of Qiongqi suddenly felt confident. He looked at Ye Chen and laughed unscrupulously, his face as fierce as a demon.

On the opposite side, Ye Chen had staggered up, with blood still gushing from his mouth, but his expression was calm, and he quietly looked at the Shangshan Zhenren, "Senior, if you disturb others' cause and effect, you will be punished."

"Little do you know that if you can forgive others, you will forgive others. My friend has too much killing thoughts and will never be able to achieve the right result." The Supreme Lord Shan Zhenren said happily.
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