Because Ye Chen avoided it, Jin Qi failed to kill Ye Chen for the third time, but instead cut the space.

Jin Zi's face had turned from ugly to hideous, and her golden eyes turned scarlet and shone with a brutal light.

"Don't stop, continue!" Another hundred feet away, Ye Chen's illusion of true body, his body was strange and twisted, just like a black shadow floating there, very mysterious.

"It's ugly to see if you die." Jin Qi shouted coldly, then formed a seal with one hand, and a halo spread immediately.

But wherever the halo passed, the breeze stopped blowing, and the entire space was imprisoned and froze directly.

At the same time, the golden celestial vanished. He could cut off Ye Chen's head by just one ten thousandth of a moment.

Unfortunately, there was one ten thousandth of a moment, but Ye Chen was even more relaxed, and the golden vanished disappeared, and he also disappeared. It was synchronized, and the so-called space ban was directly ignored by him.

The Taixu Ancient Dragon Group Taixu Divine Action is the only way to overcome the space constraints. With the cultivation of Jinniu, the Taoist practice cannot be sealed.

"How is that possible?" The quasi-emperor of the Jinqi clan also looked ugly. He thought it would be easy to destroy Ye Chen with the help of the Flying Thunder God Art, but who would have thought that he would fail one after another.

The fourth time he missed, Jin Zi was furious and used the ultimate kill again. The Flying Thunder God Art technique was used to the extreme.

Ye Chen smiled happily, holding a wine pot, stepping on his body, lying on the battlefield, and cleverly avoiding each time.

The picture made the spectator feel hurt again, and there was no rumbling, only the whizzing sound was heard, and the people who saw it were dazzled.

"Why is my eyes not working well?" The little monkey emperor rubbed his eyes, and the golden eyes of the Holy Ape Clan could not keep up.

"If it were me, I would have been instantly gone." The witch god son sighed, and his heart was shocked to see it, and he thought he could not avoid it.

"If Jinniang had not used the Flying Thunder God Art, he would not have known the origin of the Jinniang clan and the Nirvana clan." Emperor Nan sighed.

"If you want to learn, I will teach you." On this side, the ancient Qilin Jiuchen turned around and raised his head to look at Yun Xiaozi.

Yun Xiaozi looked cold and ignored him. What a joke? Who can learn the Flying Thunder God Art? I am the peak of the quasi-emperor, so I can fool me.

"This way of flirting with girls is not very good." Chiyangzi put his hands in his arms, glanced at Jiuchen, and always wanted to beat him up.

Jiuchen blew and glanced at another place in a blink of an eye, his eyes fixed on a young man in plain clothes in the corner of the crowd.

The ordinary young man, who was a man of every grabbing a lot, looked calm and composed, with no joy or worry, and no breath of a monk, making people think he was a mortal.

But a person with a little vision can tell at a glance that he has returned to nature. The more ordinary he seems, the more terrifying it is.

"I'm here and I'm not easy to mess with." Jiuchen whispered.

"What, you know each other." Akayoko raised her eyebrows.

"I won't tell you if I know you." Jiuchen's words almost made Chiyangzi explode. Damn, the great Qilin of the Great Waves? If you don't say anything, why don't you choke to death?

"Taixu, you can recognize it." Wuji looked at Jiang Taixu.

"Wu Qing." Before Jiang Taixu could speak, Mo Yuan spoke and took a deep breath, "Son of Emperor Xuanyuan."

"Is it the inheritance of the imperial Tao again?" Chiyangzi was shocked.

Wujizi and others couldn't help but sigh that Emperor Xuanyuan, the 130 Emperors of Xuanhuang, and the most powerful emperors recognized as the ones, have inheritances in the world. How can people not be shocked?

Everyone respects the emperor, and the legends of the emperor are all myths, and the emperor's son is definitely not as famous as his father's generation.

"There were the son of Xuangu, the son of Emperor Yan, and the younger brother of Yao Chi. This time, another son of Xuanyuan came, which was really lively." Chi Yangzi was energetic, and his old eyes were among the people on the scene, looking at each other, hoping to find something again.

"The Emperor is here too." Yun Xiaozi whispered, Ling Che's beautiful eyes looked at the clouds in the void. A woman in green descended and stood gracefully, unable to see her face clearly. Although it was only a thousand feet away, it seemed to be farther away than a dream.

"Who is the Emperor?" Chiyangzi also raised her head, her eyes gathered, and she was very bright. "A woman of such a peerless woman is so gorgeous. I don't know if she is married."

"What, I want to flirt with her." Wu Jizi turned his head and smiled.

"They are all the peaks of quasi-emperors. We are perfect matches, and we are handsome and beautiful." Chiyangzi pursed her hair and said narcissisticly, "You have to help me with this, my lifelong happiness."

"If you can beat six roads, you can go and flirt with her."

"I'm looking for a wife and I'm going to kill the crazy man."

"It's so big." Xuan Zhenzi on the side stroked her beard, "The Emperor is the confidante of the Six Paths."

"I feel that he is more compatible with the Six Paths." Chiyangzi said earnestly, a quasi-emperor, and he was so cowardly that he had no signs.

Not only him, but many quasi-emperors present always feel unnatural when they see the emperor. They always think of a madman who refuses to recognize his relatives when they fight, and whoever they see, the quasi-emperor level is crippled, and they are all in a pile.

The emperor is very beautiful, but no one is flirting with him! He doesn’t dare to be a quasi-emperor level, and Liudao has a bad temper.

At this moment, too many old guys were subconsciously looking around. The emperor had come, and the six paths could not be guaranteed to come.

However, they didn't want him to come, for fear of being beaten again.

Everyone was looking at the Emperor's concubine, but the Emperor's concubine was looking at Ye Chen.

Her beautiful eyes actually had a trace of imperial connotation, as if she could look through Ye Chen's ghost mask through Ye Chen's true face.

Her expression was a little dazed. Looking at Ye Chen at this moment, it was as if he was looking at Liudao, and they were exactly the same.

"The evil spirit of the emperor, the ancient holy body, he is Ye Chen of the Great Chu." After a pair of trances, Emperor Ji murmured lightly, his tone was a little surprised, and even a little shocked.

During the second invasion of the demon, she, who was at the peak of the quasi-emperor, also participated in the battle and destroyed more than one demon general. She had heard of Ye Chen and saw Ye Chen's portrait.

There will be no two ancient holy bodies in my life, and with the evil spirit of the emperor that cannot be imitated in his body, she is extremely sure that the young man who fought with the Eighth Prince of Jin and Zi on the stage was Ye Chen, who died in the starry sky two years ago.

But she wondered why Ye Chen, who was dead, lived again.

No one gave her the answer, she only knew that Ye Chen was exactly the same as the Six Paths, and only knew that no one could check or balance the holy body by the young generation of the prehistoric clan. He was the undefeated god of war.

On the stage, Ye Chen, who was lying on the vast extremity, couldn't help but look sideways, as if he had noticed the Emperor's peeping. When his beautiful eyes were intertwined with Emperor's sister, his brows frowned slightly and his eyes narrowed slightly.

"Di Yun, she has survived the Emperor's Calamity?" Ye Chen murmured, and it was confirmed that the Emperor's identity could be broken. Although Zhou Tian was mysterious, he could not stop Di Yun from peeping.

"Be careful." He shook his mind in an instant, and was awakened by the shout of the little monkey emperor. Then he hurriedly fled to avoid the killing.

But he was still slow. He was slashed by Jin Qi's sword, his entire arm was removed and blood blew.

"Die!" After the attack, the Eighth Prince of Jin Qi felt confident, and his face was full of grim smile, and he attacked Ye Chen's soul with a sword.

"Who gives you the confidence?" Ye Chen sneered, walking up the sky, lying across the sky, and his arm was killed had been continued. Jin Qi's previous kill was far from being hurt.

"Punish." Jin Zi followed like a shadow, and a sword had arrived.

Ye Chen snorted coldly, suddenly raised his hand, grabbed it without any bias, blessed the Taoist rule, shattering the killing sword.

The golden vanquished sword pointed at Ye Chen's eyebrows with a thunderous light.

However, Ye Chen was faster, and he tilted his head to avoid Juemi, kicked Jinniu over, and then repaired him with a palm. The powerful Jinniu body was almost disbanded.

"Kill." Jin Qi gritted his teeth and shot lightning in his eyes. He seemed to be optimistic about Ye Chen's soul. This time, it was another attack of the soul, and he was about to destroy Ye Chen in one blow.

Ye Chen was strong, not dodging or avoiding, and shouted with a palm. He was hit by Jinniu, but Jinniu was also punched by him. He was fine, but Jinniu was in trouble. Half of his body was bombarded and he was overturned.

"I don't believe it." Jin Qi was furious and suddenly stopped.

"Then I'll kill you until you believe me." Ye Chen snorted coldly, Jin Qi didn't even breathe, so he came to kill, and then punched him.

Being approached by the holy body, the observers from all directions obscured the silence for Jin Zi very untruely because it would be bloody next time.

This is the case. The Eighth Prince Jin Qi, who was bullied by Ye Chen, was beaten up all the way and couldn't raise his head.

Ye Chen's qi and blood rose like fire, and his punch was even more powerful than the other punch. The blood was seen from the fist, and Prince Jin's blood and bones flew everywhere.

I wanted to delay the time, but seeing Jin Qi so crazy, he decided to let the Eighth Prince of Jin Qi be happy.

Jin Qi was miserable. Whenever he wanted to fight back, he was beaten back. Whenever he wanted to move the secret technique, he was interrupted by Ye Chen.

Blood splattered all over the sky, and the golden elves were blown up again and again, recovered again and again, and then were blown up again and again.

The prince of the prehistoric clan had no chance to breathe in front of Ye Chen, and Zhenzhen was pressing and fighting all the way.

The picture is a bit ironic. He was carrying the secret technique of the Flying Thunder God Art, but he was beaten like this and could not even escape.

He wanted to escape, but Ye Chen refused. He had wiped out all the time and space marks of this world. It was impossible for the Eighth Prince of Jinni to escape with this.

"It's better to fight to death." Before the little monkey emperor could start howling, everyone, Qiongqi, Tengshe, Jiewu and Taotie, they smiled grimly, laughing wildly, and were extremely happy.

My prince was crippled, and your family didn't think it would be better. Come on! Hurt each other! We don't feel sorry for each other.

"Bastard." Jin Qi's Quasi Emperor could not sit still and disappeared in an instant. He also used the Flying Thunder God Art. He wanted to destroy Ye Chen in seconds before the heavens could react, which would be considered eliminating future troubles forever.

"How can you be unprepared if you know your magical powers?" The three quasi-emperors of the heavens suddenly appeared, and the three emperors' weapons spread out into the sky and sealed the world. The quasi-emperor of the Jinqi was forced out and his mouth was sprayed with blood.

"Get out." Jin Qi was furious and rushed to the extreme Dao Emperor's soldiers.

"Three to one, look for abuse." The three quasi-emperors in the heavens were coldly scolded, three quasi-emperors against one quasi-emperor, and three quasi-emperors against one quasi-emperor, all of them were absolutely suppressed, blocking the quasi-emperor of Jinqi in Xutian, and still wanting to rush over, what are you thinking?

"Bitch, shameless, my juniors fight, you are the ones who are in trouble." Seeing that the heavens have the upper hand, the younger generations in the heavens cursed one after another, regardless of whether you are a quasi-emperor or not, you will be scolded.

"Fight, fight to the death." Another wave of young monks surrounded the battle platform, dancing flags to cheer for Ye Chen.

Ye Chen was by nature and had to be worthy of his fellow villagers. The prince Jinqi could not tell the difference between the east, west, south and north.
Chapter completed!