"Who! Where did it come out?" Sifang was surprised and looked shocked, and one more person was shivering.

"The cultivation level of the quasi-saint king can actually destroy the palm seal of the ninth prince of Jade Wu with one punch, and at least it has the same combat power as Jade Wu."

"Wearing a mask, I can't see through its true appearance and origin."

"A very familiar feeling." Jiang Taixu said softly, looking at Ye Chen, his brows frowned slightly and his eyes narrowed slightly.

Just a moment ago, his Six Path Immortal Ring Ange trembled slightly, and such strange phenomena had never been much before.

Perhaps, he didn't know that the Immortal Ring An was threatened, and his eyes were both pupils, which were not as mysterious as the Reincarnation Ange.

Also, the Immortal Ring An has been with Ye Chen for three hundred years, and there is some connection between it and Ye Chen.

"I should have seen the face under that mask." The Demon Abyss of the Devouring Demon Lord also pondered. With his vision and Taoist practice, he was embarrassed to break Ye Chen's true appearance. The reason why he was familiar with it was because Ye Chen's skill had its own devouring power, which was very similar to the Devouring Demon Abyss, just like the Devouring Demon Abyss.

"It's very familiar." Phoenix and the Immortal Mother of Yaochi also whispered, with pretty eyebrows slightly frowning and beautiful eyes slightly narrowing, feeling very strange.

"As the same level as me, when will such a mighty person be born in the heavens?" Long Jie and others also looked at each other, looking at me, I look at you, I don't know why.

"Interesting." On the battle stage, Prince Wu Jiu smiled faintly, looked at him with interest, licking his scarlet tongue, and there was an excitement in his eyes, and someone could fight.

Ye Chen ignored it, dragged the shaking little monkey emperor, crushed a handful of pills, and merged into the little monkey emperor's body.

There was also a magnificent essence, which was infuriated by crazy. The little monkey emperor was too seriously injured and had seriously affected the soul.

"Monkey." In the copper furnace, Kui Niu's eyes were red and filled with tears. A great cycle of reincarnation was longer than ten thousand years. When I saw my former brother again, I was so sad.

"Thank you." The little monkey emperor burst into blood, his face was pale and bloodless, and he was so breathless that he even spoke.

"You and my brother, why do you thank me?" Ye Chen smiled. This was not said from the mouth, but from the sound transmitted by the spiritual consciousness.

This time, it is not the time to reveal one's identity.

He was waiting for the reinforcements from Da Chu, and he had already felt that the reinforcements from Da Chu arrived soon.

"Brother?" Xiao Yuanhuang was stunned for a moment, a little confused.

"Ye Chen, I'm back." Ye Chen said and smiled again.

"You..." The little monkey emperor's eyes were prominent, as if struck by lightning. Looking at Ye Chen in front of him, he was full of disbelief.

"Go down and rest, let me go." Ye Chen gently brushed his hand and sent the little monkey emperor with a petrified expression off the battlefield.

"Monkey." Long Jie and others hurriedly stepped forward, caught the little monkey emperor, and sent the pills into his body.

"It seems that you two know each other?" Xiao Jiuxian asked while instilling essence into the little monkey emperor.

"It's not just me who knows it, but everyone present knows it." The little monkey emperor also used his divine sense to transmit the voice, and his dim eyes bloomed with bright divine light. Perhaps he was too excited, so that he said one sentence and blood gushed out of his mouth again.

"Everyone knows it?" Everyone looked at each other and was confused.

"Ye Chen, I'm back." The little monkey emperor took a breath.

"Ye Chen?" Everyone's expressions were like the little monkey emperor just now, from shock to petrification, and they did not pull them down.

Three or five seconds later, everyone suddenly turned their heads, looked at the battle platform, and stared at Ye Chen. At this moment, looking at Ye Chen again, it perfectly matched the figure in his memory.

When everyone looked at Ye Chen, Ye Chen turned his face and smiled at everyone, which was full of vicissitudes and remembrance.

"It's him, it's him." Bei Sheng cried, and the mist in his eyes condensed into frost, filling his beautiful eyes. In the hazy, it seemed that he could see Ye Chen's face and dream of the great hero who was still alive.

"I'll just say it! One day, he will come back." Xiao Jiuxian's face was full of tears, and she cried like a little cat.

"I never felt that the figure of a person was so clear." The ancient god and the spiritual god also cried and laughed.

"Okay." Long Jie and others howled happily. The depression, hatred and pain over the past two years all roared, shaking Haoyu Jiuxiao.

Ye Chen is still alive, and he is back, it is still a myth.

The undefeated God of War will definitely turn the tide for the heavens in all realms and the heavens today. He will use his strength to tell the world that our heavens are not alone, so if we don’t accept it, we will fight.

Perhaps this voice came so abrupt that the monks present were shocked and all the people were shocked.

"What are you trying to get from these little kids?" Chiyangzi cursed. After taking a sip of wine, he was shocked and squirted Yun Xiaozi's face. He was a fairy with a drunken face.

"Why are you still crying?" The old quasi-emperor put his hands in his arms.

"What's the situation?" Too many people were shocked. They looked at the Northern Saint, looked at the goddess of the ancient spiritual clan, and then looked at the little nine immortals, all crying and tears.

On the stage, Ye Chen smiled slightly and then stopped his eyes.

Although he wanted to recognize each other at this moment, he still endured it. Before the time came, he still had to wear the ghost mask.

"It's interesting, really interesting." On the opposite side, Jade smiled faintly and walked slowly, looking at Ye Chen with a slightly raised corner of his mouth, "It's been a long time since no one has made me so excited. You are the first one. For this reason, I decided to kill you."

"I'm talking big, be careful not to flash." Ye Chen said slowly, twisting his neck comfortably, "Maybe, you can explain your last words in advance to avoid leaving any regrets."

"From you?" Prince Wu Jiu sneered, and suddenly stepped forward, his palm as heavy as a mountain, covering Ye Chen.

"It's too slow." Ye Chen said lightly, his body was like a ghost, easily dodging the sword and a palm, and instantly killed him.

The color of Ye Chen changed, shocking Ye Chen's body technique. With his vision, he didn't even catch Ye Chen's figure at all. He saw a blur in front of him and a black shadow in front of him.

In the flash of lightning, he immediately fled back and did not dare to stop.

However, he was still slow. Ye Chen had already swung his big monster-hitting hand and aimed at his face.

Bang! The applause was loud and very crisp.

This slap made the monks from all over the world and even other princes of the prehistoric world squint, and the picture was really fresh.

Looking at the ninth prince of Shin, he was slammed by Ye Chen's slap. His head was buzzing. He couldn't even stand firmly. His whole face was crooked, his mouth was all over his teeth, his face was beaten to pieces, his face was fuzzy, his sea of ​​gods was also buzzing, his head was about to explode, and his seven orifices were really bleeding.

"But I still find it interesting." Before Jade Shi returned to his senses, Ye Chen's ethereal sound rang in his ears, cold and silent, with supreme majesty, "Then it will be even more interesting."

After saying that, the body lost balance as soon as he stabilized his body, and Ye Chen held his wrist with one hand.

Then, Ye Chen swung his whole body and smashed it hard on the battle platform. The extremely hard battle platform was smashed to pieces and the entire one-handed-shaped pit was filled with gravel.

Ye Chen's usual secret method of throwing people is still applicable.

As strong as a slut, he was also thrown away by the falling of his internal organs. The blood spitting out of his mouth and the tiny internal organ fragments had just recovered from awakening, but he was stunned by the falling again.

Before this was over, Ye Chen's blood rose, burning like fire, his waist and horse merged, and he swung the ninth prince of Shin again.

Next, there were bangs at the foot of the Tianshan Mountains, slow and rhythmic. It was the sound of Prince Wu's contact with the battle platform. Every time he was hit on the battle platform, there would be a roar, absolutely strong.

The monks from all directions opened their mouths slightly. They had seen those who fought, but had never seen those who did this. They had no secret technique. They just saw that they had fallen, and they were more violent than the other.

Every time they fell, their hearts would stumble. Not to mention being thrown, just looking at them would hurt so much.

"Do you want to be so fierce?" The young monks swallowed their saliva, and were so scared that they were so natural.

"Which talent from which company is so tough, it's a bit scary."

"The first time I saw such a fight, it was really pleasing to the eye."

"It's rare to see a prince of the prehistoric world be beaten up, so you have to take a picture." A group of unreliable old charlatans have already taken out memory crystal stones and rubbed them one by one, not letting go of any picture.

"Smash, he's going to die." The little monkey emperor and Long Jie surrounded the battle stage, one more excited and the other howling louder than the other, as if they were injected with chicken blood.

Even the little Jiuxian danced his small fists like an elf dancing to cheer for Ye Chen.

Facts have proved that they really couldn't stand the scenes of the world, and Ye Chen had to come to such a pretentious technical job.

Facts have also proved that Ye Chen's pretending was pretty good, and his secret technique was useless, so he just threw it out simply and roughly.

"When will this person be released from the heavens?" The princes in the prehistoric world narrowed their eyes and looked at Ye Chen, but they still couldn't see through Ye Chen's true appearance, and their bloodline origins were also covered up.

"The useless man named Wu Wu was careless for a moment and was taken advantage of by loopholes." The ninth prince of Taotie sneered, raised his chin very high, and looked arrogant, not taking Ye Chen seriously.

"This time is really interesting." The princes of the prehistoric world were all lying down and smiling, each of whom was strong, and they believed that they were invincible in the same rank, and were arrogant and arrogant.

The rumbling sounds of discussion are even louder.

The ninth prince of the Biaodian clan was still thrown away. He was domineering in blood, but he had already lost his human form.

Ye Chen was calm and composed, as if he was fine, he started and fell down with his hands, and he started to take action every time.

This is also due to the fact that Ye Wu's body is strong. If it were an ordinary person, he would have become a lump and would have died neatly.

Jean-shi was completely confused. Since Ye Chen's palm, his head was buzzing, and he was completely lost in his mind and almost lost his soul.

"Bastard." The quasi-emperor of the Biaowu hidden in the dark could no longer see it, and rushed out of nothingness, rolling up the murderous aura, and a wisp of it could crush the vast sky, with his old eyes blood-red and full of ferocious colors, like a demon.

"Damn it." Seeing that Ye Wu appeared, the barbarian quasi-emperor cursed, his eyes were bright and shining with a scorching light.

"Young people fight, what's the matter with you?" The quasi-emperor of the Witch Clan also walked out, and the sound of the Daotian sounds resounded in his body, and the power of the emperor was flowing. At a glance, he realized that he was carrying the Dao Emperor's weapons.

"If the young one is not good, then the old one is above, and there is no one in the heavens?" The Holy Ape Emperor snorted coldly, standing with the two quasi-emperors of the Witch Clan and barbarians. The iron stick in his hand was the weapon of the Emperor's weapon of the Emperor's battle, and the emperor's power and domineering power.

"If you want to fight, then start a war." The junta emperor of Shin-chan shouted violently.
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