After saying that, he saw the immortal light ejaculation from the body of Emperor Wu, the Emperor of the Great Dao was born, hanging above his head, the emperor's power was infinite, and his eyes were filled with the slashing of the Void Gaotian, rumbling and trembling.

"I'm afraid you won't succeed." The Holy Ape Emperor, the quasi-emperor of the Witch Clan and the quasi-emperor of the Barbarian Clan snorted coldly and moved the weapons of the Extreme Dao Emperor regardless of the order.

The sky was turbulent, and the four emperor soldiers flew into the sky, creating a vision of destruction, which made the monks present suddenly change their faces.

How powerful is the imperial weapon? A small aftermath is full of power of nirvana, and even the quasi-emperor level is afraid.

"Can you do it with three at one time?" The Holy Ape Emperor shouted, covering the power of the Supreme Emperor. If the God of War possessed him, the cracked aura would bless the power of the emperor, and the sky would also change its color.

The quasi-emperor of the Witch Clan and the quasi-emperor of the Barbarian Clan are also fierce, and they are carrying the weapons of the Dao Emperor or the quasi-emperor, which is absolutely terrible.

Three imperial weapons against one imperial weapon, and the three quasi-emperors work together to gain the absolute advantage, almost instantly defeating the quasi-emperor of the quasi-emperor.

"When will you not leave now, when will you wait?" After a great loss against one and three, the quasi-emperor of the Lord, the quasi-emperor of the Lord, looked at the other quasi-emperor of the prehistoric clan in anger, hoping for their help.

"It's just a competition for the younger generation." Qiongqi's quasi-emperor stroked his beard and sat in a high altitude without any attitude of participating in the war.

"Since it is a battle, it is inevitable that you will be injured. As a quasi-emperor, don't participate." The quasi-emperor Taotie said quietly, sitting steadily and had no intention of taking action.

"Sit down and watch the battle." The other quasi-emperors of the prehistoric clans also spoke. Not only did they not have the attitude of helping, they also gave the slaughter and gave the slaughter a good start.

"You." The quasi-emperor of the King of the King was furious. He was scolded by these quasi-emperors of the kingdom and almost bleeded blood on the spot.

"I don't know why, do you want to laugh so much?" Looking at the scene of Xutian, the monks in the heavens were amused.

"Other prehistoric tribes wish that the monks would be crippled."

"Anyway, it's not my own, so I don't feel sorry for my death." The old charlatans said with their hands, and everyone was happy.

"Although the prehistoric world is powerful, they also have their own grudges.

"The battle in the Western Desert is the best proof. It would be good if you don't hinder. Do you still want to help? Just think about good things."

"Be honest, otherwise, my battle axe won't recognize people." When the world was amused, the barbarian quasi-emperor shouted here, and the imperial soldiers of his family were moved and targeted the quasi-emperor of the quasi-emperor of the sage-emperor of the sage-emperor of the sage-emperor of the sage-emperor of the sage-emperor of the sage-emperor of the sage-emperor of the sage-emperor of the sage-emperor of the sage-emperor of the sage-emperor of the sage-emperor of the sage-emperor of the sage-emperor of the sage-emperor of the sage-emperor of the sage-emperor of the sage-emperor of the sage-emperor of the sage-emperor of the sage-

The Holy Ape Emperor and the quasi-emperor of the Witch Clan are not vegetarians, they all carry the imperial weapons, and the extreme emperor's power is directed to the quasi-emperor of the King. If that guy dares to buzz, they don't mind giving him a second chance.

Under the gaze of the quasi-emperor of the Yawu clan really vomited blood. I don’t know if it was angry or angry, but I almost exploded.

His face was extremely ferocious. He thought that the Honghuang would be united at this moment, but he was thinking too much, but he wanted to call the Honghuang, but he was no one.

The sword in Xutian was tense, and the atmosphere was about to solidify.

The battle platform below was rumbling but it was not cut off. Ye Chen ignored the quasi-emperor of the slaughter and threw the slaughter of the slaughter of the slaughter of the slaughter of the slaughter of the slaughter of the slaughter of the slaughter of the slaughter of the slaughter of the slaughter of the slaughter of the slaughter of the slaughter of the slaughter of the slaughter of the slaughter of the slaughter of the slaughter of the slaughter of the slaughter of the slaughter of the slaughter of the slaughter of the slaughter of the slaughter of the slaughter of the slaughter of the slaughter of the slaughter of the slaughter of the s

The prehistoric world is strong, but that is the overall combat power. If you want to fight against the heavens based on just one clan, would that be a long way off?

Now all this was all in his expectation. What he borrowed was the grudges within the prehistoric world. Who would care about it if he was not his own? This is the check and balance between prehistoric world and prehistoric world.

At present, as long as he is desperate and does not reveal Chen Ye's identity, he will not start a war, and the clan cannot fight.

The quasi-emperor of the prehistoric clan had the quasi-emperor of the Xuanhuang to block it, and he just kept his wits and threw them to the dead.

As he said that, he swung the ninth prince of the Baishi clan again.

Perhaps because of the force that was too strong, even the ninth prince of Shin-Jiang was torn off, and blood was blew, which was very dazzling.

"Born." Ye Chen let out a leisurely voice, twisted his neck, and threw away the bloody arm of the slut.

Looking at the slaughter again, I was lying in a human-shaped pit. Not only did the internal organs move, but the whole person was twisted.

Ye Chen was not falling, and he finally had a chance to breathe, and finally he recovered from his awakening. His eyes were prominent, covered with bloodshot, and he was hideous and terrifying, staring at Ye Chen.

"Is it fun?" Ye Chen squatted down, revealing two rows of snow-white teeth, and said with a smile that he really deserves a beating.

"No... impossible, this is impossible." The Nine Emperors of Wu opened their mouths, and every time they said a word, their mouths gushed blood. The veins were exposed. They wanted to get up, but they were weak, their body was broken, and even their souls were broken. It was a miracle that he was still alive this time.

He couldn't accept it, and he couldn't accept his defeat in this battle.

He was a prince, a prince of the Jade tribe, and his bloodline was so noble that he was defeated by the hands of a cultivator.

Moreover, from the start of the fight, I didn't turn over, but was thrown into a half-dead again and again.

His arrogance was worthless at this moment. This is a great shame and will never be erased for the rest of his life.

"Nothing is impossible." Ye Chen stood up, raised his foot, and stomped on the head of Prince Wu's Ninth Prince, waved his hand and pulled out his soul and held it in his hand.

"Beautiful." Kui Niu roared excitedly in the copper furnace.

Back then, he was killed by the ninth prince of the lord. Now, his brother Ye Chen has won a game for him and will continue his blood debts in the past and present lives.

"Beautiful job." Below, Xiao Yuanhuang, Long Jie and others also roared, extremely excited, and almost jumped onto the platform.

"Beautiful." The young monks howled louder and louder. Since the great clans of the prehistoric world were unsealed, the younger generation of the heavens had such a long face and defeated the prince of the prehistoric world for the first time. The anger that had been so depressed for two years finally came out.

"There are talents in the country and the world." Jiang Taixu and Mo Yuan both smiled gently, feeling relieved. As the two great geniuses in the prehistoric era, they were not as stunning as him back then.

"Kill." The quasi-emperor of the Jade tribe was furious and moved the imperial army.

However, in just one second, he was suppressed by the Holy Ape Emperor and the others, and almost bleeded in Xutian.

Go and see the quasi-emperors of other great clans in the prehistoric world. They should chat and drink, and they should be treated as if they hadn't seen it.

The same thing is true, I don’t feel sorry for not being from my family.

Below, Ye Chen did not destroy the soul of the ninth prince of the dynasty, but sealed it into a copper furnace and gave it to Kuiniu.

"Don't pull me." Kui Niu rolled up his sleeves and held this whip in his hand. It was surrounded by lightning and lightning. It was a magic weapon targeting the soul, obtained from the prehistoric clan.

Next, he showed his power, whip after whip, and threw it on the body of the Ninth Prince of Shin-Ku. Each whip could shake the body of the Ninth Prince of Shin-Ku.

The ninth prince of Shin-Jiu screamed, and the pain from his soul was so painful that he fainted, but Kui Niu was not willing to give up. What a fierce master, he was still waving his whip violently.

"Who else?" Ye Chen's words rang out in the outside world, and he looked at the other princes in the prehistoric world with interest, "Who will come next, or wait for me."

"Destroy you, I am enough." Hearing a loud shout, the ninth prince of Tengshe came up. Perhaps because his body was too heavy, the battle platform he stepped on collapsed when he fell.

This guy's aura was even more powerful than the Ninth Prince of Wu. His turbulent aura was surging, his eyes were like torches, his long purple hair, and his strands were dyed with brilliant divine light.

His bloodline is as majestic as a river and sea, with a vast qi and blood. The inheritance of the imperial Tao has innately integrated a supreme Tao.

"Little kid, just fight, I will block the soldiers when they come, and I will cover the water when they come." The barbarian quasi-emperor shouted, and the quasi-emperor level shouted to the heaven and earth, shaking the entire Tiantian Mountains, trembling loudly.

There were still tears in his eyes, because his grandson, the Barbarian Son of God, died in the hands of the Ninth Prince of Tengshe.

For this reason, the younger generation of barbarians came to the stage to take revenge, but one by one was stronger than the other. Until today, there are very few of his barbarians, all thanks to the Tengshe.

It is obviously impossible to expect the younger generations of the barbarians to take revenge, so they can only rely on others. And that person is the young man in a mask below. Even if he fights to die, he will support Ye Chen....

"I will definitely not let my senior down." Ye Chen said with a loud voice, and he also knew that the barbarian god was dead at the hands of the Tengser tribe.

"I can't overestimate my ability." The Ninth Prince of Tengshe sneered and disappeared in an instant. There was no other figure on the battlefield. Even if he was at the quasi-emperor level, he would be amazed secretly.

Ye Chen was like a statue, standing quietly, still moving.

Although the body skills of the Ninth Prince of Tengshe are mysterious, they have nowhere to hide in the present moment of reincarnation, and he can clearly capture them.

The next moment, he moved, but he turned his head slightly.

But when he saw a red killing sword, he suddenly stabbed out from behind him and attacked the true body of the soul. It was a killing blow, and the killing sword was stabbed against Ye Chen's head.

"I underestimate you." Tengshe snorted coldly and disappeared in an instant.

"You are too weak." Ye Chen sneered and disappeared.

The picture was a bit weird. There was no one on the battle stage, but there was a rumbling sound, left and right, east and west, lightning tearing, and blood splashing, dyeing the battle stage.

The young monks scratched their heads, and they could not find traces of the two.

People like Long Jie were rubbing their eyes and dazzled their eyes.

For example, the older generation, their eyes swing up and down, and their eyes are extremely high and they can see clearly.

With a rumbling sound, the space exploded, and a bloody figure fell down, smashing a pit on the battle stage. After looking carefully, I realized that it was the Ninth Prince of Tengshe.

His form is no longer awkward, but miserable, with disheveled hair, covered in blood, countless scars, and blood holes, terrifying. Through the wound, you can see muscles and bones, and your eyes are very scarlet.

"Are you happy?" Ye Chen also appeared, smiling happily.

"I don't believe it." The ninth prince of Tengshe roared and rushed over, with a divine light reaching Ye Chen's eyebrows.

"Then I will make you believe it." Ye Chen suddenly stretched out his palm.

Impartially, the ninth prince of Tengshe pointed and was grabbed by him, then used force to break it directly. His kick was domineering and leaking his blood.

The Tengshe stepped back, and every time he took a step back, he had blood-colored footprints. Before he could stop his body, Ye Chen came in an instant, grabbed his wrist and swung it up.

Then, with a roar, the Ninth Prince of Tengshe also had close contact with the Zhantai. A human-shaped pit was squirting into a slight 3 meters high.

When the monks from all directions saw it, they tugged at the corner of their mouths, "What's wrong with this child? He likes to throw people so much, and he still hates him."

"Bastard." The quasi-emperor of the Tengser Clan was furious and could not bear it anymore. He suddenly stood up, his cold murderous intent covered the world.

"Get back." The ancient dragon emperor snorted coldly, carrying the dragon sword to climb up the sky, and the quasi-emperor of the spirit clan and the quasi-emperor of the ancient clan were blocked. They were all carrying the Dao Emperor's weapons, with three to one, absolutely suppressing them.

The Quasi Emperor Tengshe was very embarrassed. As soon as he came up, he was shocked and blew up blood and almost buried in Xutian.

"Honghuang, help me with the war." One person cannot defeat three families. The quasi-emperor of Tengshe also roared and summoned other clans to help. The bloody eyes were scarlet, gritted teeth, and were violent and bloodthirsty. The dignified Tengshe clan of Tengshe was so humiliated.

However, although his shout was loud, the quasi-emperors of other races were all sitting firmly on Mount Tai, doing whatever they should do, and there was no way to get up to help the quasi-emperor of Tengshe.

Seeing this, the Tengshe jun Emperor sprayed blood on the spot, and was injured very much, and was also angry very much, which was really internally injured.
Chapter completed!