"Rats." Ye Chen shouted and shook the Eight Desolations, mastered the universe, performed all the Taoism, and dozens of saints destroyed the sky.

The picture is shocking, with wisps of light hanging down into the sky, melting scarlet blood, and dyeing the vast sky.

The bloody God of War was rolling up with the evil spirits, killing the golden ghosts and howling, and they were all covered in blood.

"Okay." Looking at the blood mist in the sky, the cultivator couldn't help but cheer, and hissing sounds were overwhelming, shaking the sky and earth. Not only the younger generations, but even the older generation monks were excited.

"Impossible, this is impossible." The ninth prince of Jin Zi was still retreating, full of fear and stumbled.

As he retreated, he turned around and ran away. Ye Chen was so strong that he was far beyond expectations. If he didn't run away at this moment, he would definitely be destroyed.

"Where to go?" Ye Chen snorted coldly, rushed straight to him and slashed out a Milky Way with one sword, cutting open the bloody world.

The ninth prince of Jinniu was shot and was killed and flew out. Blood splattered all over the sky, and every trace was dazzling.

Surprisingly, the guy was not killed by a sword. After fixing his body, he continued to escape desperately.

Ye Chen narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at the Ninth Prince of Jinniu. His sword was so domineering that it could severely damage a great saint Jinniu, but failed to slaughter the Ninth Prince of Jinniu.

At the moment of reincarnation, he could break the clues because the Ninth Prince of Jin and Zi's body protection was set up by the quasi-emperor.

Ninety percent of the power of the previous sword was blocked by the body-protecting immortal light. If it weren't for this, the ninth prince of Jinni would have died.

"Prince go quickly." In a moment, a great saint, Jin Zi, came to kill him and applied the secret method of taboos. He was loyal and wanted to buy precious time for the ninth prince of Jin Zi.

"He can't leave." Ye Chen scolded coldly, shrank into an inch, avoiding the ultimate kill, and continuing to chase Prince Jinzhang.

The ninth prince of Jin Zi looked frightened, so he dared not stay. He sacrificed the teleportation array platform and wanted to use this method to escape from the heaven of birth.

Ye Chen's divine eyes were like torches. Although the ninth prince of Jinniu escaped into the teleportation channel, he could not escape his six reincarnation eyes to see. He could find the exact location of that guy very accurately.

Since he found it, how could he let him escape? He cut off the sky with one sword, cut open the passage, and forced the guy out.

"Save me, the ancestor saves me." The ninth prince of Jin Qi roared, burning his life spanking and increasing his own speed.

"No one can save you." Ye Chen's cold rays of murderous aura, chasing him all the way, crushing the sky to roar.

"Save the prince." Behind him, the powerful Jinqi clan was hula, Ye Chen was chasing him, and they were chasing him.

"Follow up." The cultivator was not idle either. He was like a tide. Everyone had a memory crystal. He wanted to see the tragic death of the ninth prince of Jin and the ninth prince. If he had nothing to do, he would take a look.

One chase and one kill makes the dark night very lively.

More people gathered together, and when they saw that scene, they scratched their heads, "Who is wearing a mask? How dare you kill Prince Jinzhang so unscrupulously."

"Who else will besides Chen Ye have such a bold person?"

"Did Chen Ye land?" Everyone who heard it was shocked.

"It's awesome! The six tribes of the prehistoric world guard the Xuanhuang coast, and they can even run in." A sigh and sarcastic voice suddenly started.

The incident of Chen Ye landing spread all over the world in an instant.

When the six tribes of the prehistoric world heard this, they were stunned at first, and then they exploded collectively. The guards were tightly guarded, but they didn't know that they had already arrived.

The face slap, the naked face slap, the imperial soldiers were invited, but they did not block the people, and the emperor lost all face again.

"Kill." The quasi-emperor of the Qiongqi clan was furious and was the first to move, carrying the weapon of the Jidao Emperor and heading straight to the heart of the western desert.

"Kill." The other five tribes also shouted angrily, their eyes were blood red and their faces were ferocious, like demons.

The six clans are vast and the six emperors are powerful, shaking the world. Wherever they pass, mountains collapse one by one.

Not only them, the Northern Mountains of Xuanhuang, the Southern Regions and Zhongzhou, there were also prehistoric tribes surging, rushing into the Western Desert of Xuanhuang like a tide.

Looking down at the world, there are a few rolling seas, either flying clouds and fog, flying swords, or urging chariots to cover the sky and the earth.

The rolling murderous aura made the western desert turbulent and shaking.

This is not a war, but it is even more war. The huge formation is rare in the world, and everyone in the wilderness is shocked.

In the copper furnace, Xi Zun woke up, and blood was still overflowing from the corners of his mouth.

His face was much rosy, his breath was evenly symmetrical, his heart veins had been connected, and the destructive life fire was ignited again.

All of this is attributed to Kui Niu and Li Changsheng.

While Ye Chen was fighting, they condensed the magnificent origin of the people of the prehistoric tribe, poured them into his body, and reshaped the Taoist roots for him. At this moment, the foundation was even thicker.

"Where is this?" Xi Zun spoke, his voice hoarse and decadent, his mouth was full of stubble, and his eyes were dim.

"In a magic weapon," Kui Niu handed a wine pot.

"You... Kui Niu?" Xi Zun was stunned, with a look of shock. He was also a genius from Xuanhuang, so why didn't he know Kui Niu?

Speaking of which, the two still had some grudges and had fought more than once, but they were all small fights and they would not know each other without fighting.

However, Kuiniu Ying was already dead and was killed by the ninth prince of the lord. He was also present at that time, but he saw it with his own eyes.

But now, looking at the living Kuiniu, how could he not be shocked, and he felt that everything was quite unreal.

"I'm still alive, are you surprised?" Kuiniu grinned.

"Surprise...surprise." Xi Zun was stunned, his mind was dizzy, and with his wisdom, his mind became a cloud of mucus.

"There are even more surprising." Kui Niu pointed outside the copper furnace.

Xi Zun looked along and saw that he was chasing Ye Chen, carrying a killing sword, chasing the ninth prince of the Jinqi clan.

He remembered that it was the young man with the ghost mask who rushed to the stone platform and cut off the iron chain hanging from him.

But he was puzzled. In his memory, there was no such person. He had no choice but to look at Kuiniu, "Who is he?"

"Chen Ye." Kui Niu shrugged and took a sip of wine.

"He is Chen Ye?" Xi Zun was surprised. In these days, Chen Ye was the hottest one. He specialized in the prehistoric clans, fighting from the starry sky to the starry sea. The six prehistoric clans were besieged by him. What a formation, he was killed by him and disguised his armor.

"Maybe, you can... call him the other way around."

"Reverse?" Xi Zun was stunned for a moment, and the next moment, his dim eyes bloomed with a bright divine light, staring at Kui Niu, as if seeking an answer, just because Chen Ye called in reverse, wasn't it Ye Chen?

"Ye Chen, I'm back." Kui Niu couldn't help but smile.

With a word, the Western God Haiweng rumbled, opened his mouth, and had not spoken for a long time. His expression became petrified, and then changed from petrified to wonderful, and then it was unbelievable.

When Xi Zun was shocked, a giant mountain outside collapsed.

As the gravel flew, the ninth prince of Jinniu fell into the sky and smashed a deep pit on the earth, making the whole flesh and blood blurred.

"Run, run again?" Ye Chen stepped over and covered his golden big hand, suppressing him on the spot.

"The Jinni Clan will not let you go." Jinni roared at the prince, his hair disheveled, like a mad dog, roaring wildly, his eyes covered with blood and blood red.

Ye Chen said nothing, his pair of dazzling golden eyes swept across the world, smelling the aura of the prehistoric world, everywhere.

It is obvious that the great clans of the prehistoric world are surrounding them from all directions, with more than one imperial weapon, and the formation is absolutely vast.

"A hero will not suffer any loss in front of him." Kui Niu said hurriedly.

"I really respect me." Ye Chen sneered, took over the ninth prince of Jinniu, stepped down, turned around and disappeared.

It took half an hour after he left that the great clans of the prehistoric world arrived.

The formation was indeed speechless, covering tens of thousands of miles of earth, standing tens of thousands of miles of sky, and the prehistoric atmosphere rolled.

"Bastard." He was furious when he failed to catch Ye Chen.

"Search for me, search inch by inch." Another quasi-emperor of Qiongqi shouted loudly and was so angry that he was about to go crazy.

Under the order, a world at the center of the world, the prehistoric tribes spread to all directions, and it was really a search inch by inch.

At this moment, Ye Chen had found a deep mountain forest, and moved the earth into dust, opening up a dust space.

Kui Niu and Li Changsheng were fine, so they wandered around the big iron pot, stewing the broth, or the broth of the Jinqi tribe.

However, Xi Zun looked at Ye Chen with an extremely complicated expression.

In the past, Ye Chen had a grudge with Buddha, which led to Ye Chen being suppressed by Wuzhi Mountain. Later, the Great Chu was unsealed and Lingshan was destroyed.

Two years, too many variables, makes people sigh.

Ye Chen smiled and handed a wine pot. Because of the cause and effect, grievances and grievances have long passed in the years.

Xi Zun laughed at himself and only quietly drank the strong wine.

He wanted to know what kind of state of mind would be like if Shakyamuni was still there? The Buddha's inheritance was saved by Ye Chen.

"If you have nowhere to go, follow me to the heavenly gates of the Great Chu."

"Go, I will definitely go, want to see what kind of land it is to create you, the great god of war."
Chapter completed!