"Those who capture Chen Ye will be named king." On the Xuanhuang Star Sea, there was a loud shout of merging the power of cultivation, spreading throughout the world. Not only the star domains outside the Star Sea, but even the Xuanhuang Continent was alarmed. Many great masters drove their ships to the sea.

Looking down at the Star Sea, there are countless warships of the three tribes, with divine lights shining everywhere. Under the dazzling divine light, the whole darkness is overwhelming, like a dark curtain covering the sky, covering one sea after another, speeding among the waves, with a magnificent momentum.

Each warship was full of figures, each wearing armor, holding a warrior, with blood-red eyes and ferocious expressions, licking scarlet tongues, bloodthirsty and tyrannical, sweeping wild aura, dancing with the waves of stars, outlining terrible scenes.

"The heavens are not alone." Ye Chen stood at the bow of the boat, like a monument, shouting loudly, "If you want to fight, come."

His snorkeling made the emperor angry. The quasi-emperor of the three tribes boarded the bow of the ship, took charge of the warship, chasing Ye Chen, the quasi-emperor-level warship, as majestic as a mountain, extremely fast and very domineering. The formation and turrets were revived, melting the power of the quasi-emperor, sweeping out divine lights, silent and cold.

Ye Chen looked calm and supported the warship to protect the barrier. His movements were very casual, and he avoided them every time.

He is not unfamiliar with naval battles. He worked with Xiao Lingwa to fight with a holy warship, but he couldn't raise his head. That battle is still circulated today.

"Be careful ahead." The guy from Kui Niu was stalking at the mouth of the copper furnace, holding a treasure called a telescope, and squinted.

"Damn, so many." Li Changsheng also held the telescope, opened his eyes and closed his eyes, grinned and twitched his tongue.

"The more you have, the better." Ye Chen sneered, looking at the opposite side from afar, the waves were surging, and warships emerged one after another, and they were also the quasi-emperor warships leading the way. A long distance away, you could still see the battle flags standing on the warships, namely the armadillo tribe, the Tengsnake tribe and the Ghost Tribe.

"No matter whether life or death is concerned, anyone who captures Chen Ye will be granted a king." The formation of the three tribes is really scary, and even the news from the Yawu tribe, the Taotie tribe and the Qiongqi tribe, gathered in the Star Sea to kill Ye Chen.

Now, those who pursue Ye Chen have changed from three tribes to six tribes, with interception in front and pursuers behind, each full of murderous intent.

Compared with the six major clans in the prehistoric world, the warships controlled by Ye Chen are as small as gravel and may be swallowed up at all times. Even if the opponent does not bombard, Ye Chen will not be able to escape. He is surrounded from all directions, so he can't hit the ship! He will become a slag... and he can't run away.

"I have never seen such a big battle after coming out of my aunt's womb." Li Changsheng swallowed his saliva, his heart thumping.

"Jumping into the sea, stop waving." Kui Niu coughed. He, who has always been fearless, was also timid at this moment.

"Don't worry, the time has not come." Ye Chen calmly and calmly, just like nothing happened. While driving the warship to escape from the attack, he laughed casually, "It's not too late to take action again after the six tribes gathered together, so he would deal with him one by one."

"You can't escape." The quasi-emperor of Shin-chan drove a boat, with a ferocious look as if it were evil ghosts, and swept out the formation divine light.

"I have the kind of catching up with me." Ye Chen sneered and suddenly changed direction. The divine light was rubbing against the hull.

Even so, the warship still buzzed and vibrated, and a big hole was wiped out in the guard barrier. This was a blessing that it was not hit head-on, otherwise the entire warship would have been bombarded. Quasi-imperial-level warships were not a joke.

The quasi-Emperor Ye Chen was unable to destroy Ye Chen's warship. The quasi-Emperor Ye Chen gritted his teeth and was furious. The imperial warship chased and raided all the way.

The Taotie clan and the Qiongqi clan quasi-emperor were not at a disadvantage, and they were heading alongside the Jade Emperor. The warships behind them were all as fast as lightning, regardless of whether they were at the range or not, they only focused on bombing.

There are also three tribes opposite, with divine lights like light rain. They did not hit Ye Chen, but they blasted the sea of ​​stars.

"Six major races, nineteen quasi-emperors, tens of thousands of great saints!" The cultivators from all directions also arrived. Seeing the picture from afar, their faces were pale and bloodless, and their hearts were trembling and were about to collapse.

"What a great irony." Someone from Xuanhuang Continent also came, driving the warships and roaming around the periphery. "To capture a saint, the emperor actually set up such a lineup."

"For some reason, looking at the Chen Ye, I inexplicably remembered Ye Chen." The old monk was sad, his turbid old eyes were hazy, and his old face was hard to hide. What was hard to hide was the vicissitudes of life.

The four sides were silent. Whenever they mentioned that name, they couldn't help but sigh. The strong Holy Body lineage never surrendered.

Chen Ye is so similar to Ye Chen back then. Even though he was surrounded and killed by the six tribes of the prehistoric world, he is still not as good as the heavens. His outstanding talents make the older generation feel awe.

Now, watching Ye Chen besieged, too many people are fighting for thoughts. For a few moments, they almost urged the warship to kill him, but the thought was finally endured.

It’s not that they don’t help, but that they can’t help. The six clans have such a huge formation. There are only six quasi-imperial-level warships, and countless other Great Saint-level warships. If they rushed over, they could be submerged with a wave, just cannon fodder.

"Chen Ye's warship was hit." In the silence, someone said something, attracting Sifang's gaze.

Looking away, the warship under Ye Chen was shot by the quasi-imperial warship of Qiongqi clan. The so-called warship protection barrier was even more fragile than white paper. The huge hull was penetrated on the spot. The Great Saint-level warship could not withstand the quasi-imperial bombardment.

"It's not broken yet." The quasi-emperor Taotie coldly chi, urging the formation turret, shooting out the array light, piercing through the starry sea space.

"I can't hold on." Ye Chen abandoned the warship and fled into the starry sea in an instant. As soon as he left, the warship was hit and exploded with a bang. The fragments collapsed and fell into the waves.

The warships of the six clans arrived later, one next to the other, centered on the starry sea where Ye Chen wrecked the ship, and within a radius of millions of miles... they were surrounded, like a black carpet.

"Search, you have to see people alive, and die to see corpses." The quasi-emperor of the Qiongqi clan snorted coldly, his divine eyes opened, and he glanced at the sea of ​​stars in the sky. Is his prince still in Ye Chen's hands?

Thinking of this, the three quasi-emperors of Qiongqi all swept the supreme emperors, with a cold expression. He could not refuse the blame for the ninth prince being captured.

Shangshan's heart was trembling. Although he was angry, he did not dare to say a word. This is what a quasi-emperor peaked, which really makes people want to laugh.

On this side, Ye Chen walked forward in the sea of ​​stars and had escaped from the encirclement. He slowly settled down until the outermost ship.

Kui Niu and Li Changsheng were fine. If they had known that the holy body was not bound by the sea of ​​stars, the ninth prince of Qiongqi, whose eyes were prominent, and his pupils were tightened. He looked at Ye Chen in disbelief, not bound by the sea of ​​stars. This was too surprising.

"It's my turn." Ye Chen showed two rows of snow-white teeth. He did not attack immediately, but kept stuffing pills into his mouth, recovering his energy as much as possible, and preparing to do a big fight.

"Baby, don't forget to collect the treasures." Kui Niu grinned while rubbing his hands. After a few of these votes, he sent it.

"The pot has been set up." Li Changsheng laughed happily. He ate the essence of the prehistoric clan along the way, and his blood power had already reached an extremely scary level.

Otherwise, how could it be said that following the ancient holy body... is there a future? While watching a big show, you can not only drink soup, but also eat meat.
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