Ye Chen appeared in the ruins of the Heavenly Lord, and stood on a mountain, looking very far away.

When you see, you will see a vast and boundless fertile land, with mountains drifting, long rivers rolling, and a deserted forest, lush and lush, with extremely strong spiritual power, surrounded by clouds and mist, and the twilight is in the mist.

"Not smaller than Nan Chu." Ye Chen pondered, then closed his eyes, looked inside, and found that his cultivation was suppressed by a mysterious force. Not to mention him, even the Chaos Cauldron level was suppressed.

Just by looking at the suppressed level, you can see that this Tianzun ruins are higher than the Xuanhuang ancient ruins.

Although the ancient ruins also suppressed their cultivation, they suppressed their quasi-saints.

Thinking to himself, he went down the mountain and headed straight to the depths.

Along the way, blood mist was seen flying, and broken limbs and arms were broken. You could tell that you had experienced a great battle at first glance.

Under a rock wall, he slowly settled down. The rock wall was stained with blood. It had artistic conception, but it was destroyed.

Not long after he stopped, he turned around and walked into a deserted forest.

The ancient trees in the wilderness forests are towering, and the vines are hanging down. It is impossible to tell how old it is. The bloody smell here is even more intense. There are pools of flesh and blood everywhere, and there are corpses. They die very miserably, and all the treasures are robbed. Most of them are cultivated by people from all over the heavens, but they have not seen half of the body of the prehistoric tribe.

"Junior, hand over the treasure, and let you have the method of life and death." When Ye Chen was leaving, a dark laugh sounded faintly, but when the space was twisted, a man in a purple gold robe walked out, unable to see his face clearly, and only saw the eyes flashing with a sequin, like a snake or scorpion.

Ye Chen raised his eyebrows, glanced at him and saw through his true appearance and origin. His cultivation was a great saint, and he was also a human race in the heavens. As for the power he belonged to, he could not recognize it.

"You are very disobedient." The man in the purple robe smiled faintly, and there was a secret technique in his palm.

"Why don't you rob the people of the prehistoric tribe?" Ye Chen couldn't help but sneer.

"I changed my mind and wanted to refine you into a puppet." The man in purple robe was not ashamed and angry at all. He immediately took action, transformed into an illusory big hand, and grabbed Ye Chen.

"It's so funny." Ye Chen curled his lips, and he didn't even use the secret technique and punched him.

With one blow, the illusory big hand was blown through. Even the man in the purple robe retreated, his whole arm exploded, and he lost in one move.

"How is that possible?" The man in purple robe suddenly changed his expression. He had robbed so many people, but he had never seen such a strong person.

"You are the Great Sage outside. When you come in the ruins, you dare to rush to the sky." Ye Chen climbed into the sky with one step, pressed down his golden big hand, and the purple-robed man who had just stopped his body was crushed into flesh and blood by his palm.

"Give me your life." In the flesh and blood, the soul of the purple-robed man escaped and fled desperately, with fear all over his eyes.

"Why can you not be cut if you are in the world?" Ye Chen transformed into a golden sword, swept it with one sword, and it was really cut by the purple-robed man. The great saint-level soul was instantly buried under his sword.

"I have always robbed others, but I dared to rob me." Ye Chen blew, waved his hand and put away the storage bag of the man in the purple robe. It was the sound of poverty. He would take it no matter what it was.

After doing this, he identified the direction and headed straight for one side.

In that direction, there is a rumbling sound. Looking from a distance, you can see the mountains collapse and the deserted forests fall in full bloom.

After crossing the deserted forest, there was a mountain. There was indeed a fight between people. One of them, he also knew, the prince of the Scorpio tribe. Although he was covered in a black robe and used secret techniques to cover it up, it was difficult for him to see.

The person fighting with Scorpio is a young man with purple hair, shrouded under his black robe, his eyes as deep as the starry sky, his qi and blood are surging. The origin of his bloodline is very ancient and has mysterious power hidden.

He was very strange. He was obviously flesh and blood, but his body was illusory. Although the attack of the Scorpio Prince was strong, every attack in the sect hit the empty space through his illusory body.

"The Emperor's Way Piaomiao?" Ye Chen murmured lightly, staring at the purple-haired young man, as if he recognized the illusory magical powers of his body.

The emptiness of the emperor's way is also an extremely Taoist magic. Its essence is a space Taoist method that seizes the creation of heaven and fortune.

In the vague state of Emperor Dao, his body can be vague and the body is ignorant within the defined time, and what is even more terrifying is that his attack is absolutely effective.

"I just heard of it, never seen it, it's mysterious." Ye Chen's eyes were shining, and he was secretly deducing the emptiness of the emperor's way, hoping to find some mystery from it, ignore external attacks, but his own attacks are effective. This is a god-level jeopard!

"Who are you?" The Scorpio prince roared, his eyes as red as blood. He fought for more than a hundred rounds, but he didn't fight anything. He was a veteran of many battles, but the first time he met such a strange opponent.

"You guess." The young man with purple hair laughed happily, stepped on the supreme Taoist glory, strolling in Xutian's garden, and really ignored the attack of the Scorpio prince. There were many ancient visions beside him.

"Looking for death." The Scorpio Prince was furious and suddenly opened up the Dharma image of the heretics. It was a dark wasteland. He wanted to use this method to imprison the purple-haired young man.

"This method is useless to me." The young man with purple hair sneered, ignoring the bondage of the Scorpio prince's vision, and thousands of Taoist methods merged with one finger and attacked the Scorpio prince's eyebrows.

The Scorpio prince changed his brilliance and hurried away. His attack was invalid, but the opponent's attack was effective.

He wanted to leave, but it was too late. The purple-haired young man pointed and pierced through the space. The eyebrow blood blew. The Scorpio prince's body fell to the ground and was killed by the finger. Everyone was killed, but there was still a look of fear in his eyes.

The dignified Scorpio prince is so noble and powerful. Apart from the emperor's son, he has few opponents, but he is pointed at by the other party in a single moment. Moreover, until he dies, he doesn't know who the other party is.

"The tiger and the dragon are creeping in the sky." Ye Chen sighed. He could instantly defeat the Scorpio prince with one finger. The combat power of the purple-haired young man was as strong as the emperor's son. Embarrassingly, he had never heard of this person.

"People say that the holy body is covered with the eight wildernesses. When I see you today, the world will never deceive me." When Ye Chen sighed, the purple-haired young man left ancient times, holding the body of the Scorpio prince in his hand. It seemed that he wanted to take it out to a stew pot. The prince of the prehistoric clan was full of treasures.

"You can see through Zhou Tian's concealment, fellow Taoist's vision is inherited by the ancestors!" Ye Chenyou said with a smile.

"I love hearing these words." The purple-haired young man smiled, took away the body of the Scorpio Prince, took out the wine pot, and did not forget to hand it to Ye Chen a pot, "The ruthless man who killed the emperor has his own halo wherever he goes."

"Why, aren't you going to introduce yourself?" Ye Chen took the wine pot and said, "I have to go back and warn me of the talents of Dachu. When I see you in the future, I have to stay away."

"King Wu of Eastern Zhou, Song Yu."

"The Great Zhou royal family?" Ye Chen couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. He had never heard of Song Yu, but had heard of the Great Zhou royal family. Its era was in the middle of the ancient times and was extremely old. It was known as the four ancient dynasties, along with the Great Chu royal family, the Great Xia royal family and the Great Han royal family.

Among them, the descendant of the Great Chu royal family is the Emperor of Chu. He once heard from Emperor Yan of the Great Chu. The descendant of the Great Xia royal family is the current Great Xia Long Dynasty. There was a great emperor. As for the Great Han royal family, it is said that it has long been buried in the melee at the end of the ancient times.

"It's another behemoth." Ye Chen twitched his tongue, "You should talk to what I have in my Chu Emperor."

"Talk, go back and chat." Song Yu said, throwing the wine pot casually, then flew over to one side. Then, a loud curse came back, "You little loach, where can you run away?"

Ye Chen raised his eyes and looked at the sky, and saw Song Yu chasing someone. The little loach in his mouth was not a real little loach, but a blood loach clan in the prehistoric world, and its body was a bit similar to a loach.

Judging from the momentum of the blood loach, even if it was not the prince, he was at least a prince with strong bloodlines, but was chased by Song Yu and ran around in the sky. It seemed that this was not the first time the two of them had a fight.

Otherwise, how could he be said to be a blood loach? He looks like a loach, but he is not as slippery as a loach, and runs very fast. Few people in the same level can compare with his body skills. If he runs faster, he just doesn't fight Songyu.

"I feel relieved when I see you chasing the prehistoric clan." Ye Chen said meaningfully, turned around and entered Xutian, and continued to walk deeper. Since it was a ruin, opportunities and fortunes would probably be deeper, and that was the battlefield for the emperor's son. When he ran in, he was to help the emperor's sons in the heavens.

The ruins of the Heavenly Lord are very lively, with rumbling sounds one after another, and there are many people who kill and rob, and those who rob opportunities and treasures. There are always some self-restrained and powerful people who do shameless things.

It is precisely because of the killing that a good treasure of ruins has become a battlefield for fighting, with blood and bones everywhere, and even blood mist flying in the air, covering the sky.

A vast ocean has arrived ahead. Ye Chen walked on the sea, his spiritual consciousness dispersed, and he did not forget to look for opportunities.

Not to mention, there is indeed a treasure at the bottom of the sea, which is a fragment of a magic weapon, which is only as big as a baby's palm. It looks like a broken piece of a copper furnace, and the level of that copper furnace is definitely a quasi-emperor weapon.

"No, don't do it." Ye Chen waved his hand and threw it into the Chaos Cauldron, allowing it to swallow it.

"Are you so sick?" Ye Chen heard the curse after walking out of the sea, and he heard Ye Chen's eyes lit up. He was very familiar with the curse, and it was obvious that the person he was scolding was an acquaintance.

Before he could look sideways, two embarrassed figures headed straight for this side, rolling and crawling.

After a closer look, it was Kui Niu and Xiao Yuanhuang, each with awkward figure, and it was because of being chased.

Look at the people who were chasing them, wearing a layer of golden robe, swallowing the sky with momentum, waving the waves of the sea, a pair of blood-colored eyes flashed with faint light, and the corners of their mouths were slightly raised, making them playful and playful.

"Are you worried about not being able to find the Chonghuang clan?" Ye Chen twisted his neck fiercely. It could be seen that the man in the golden robe was a Chonghuang clan, not a prince, the crown prince and the emperor's son, but an elder of the Chonghuang clan. His cultivation was quasi-emperor. After entering the ruins of the Heavenly Lord, his realm was suppressed to the holy king.

While speaking, Kui Niu and Xiao Yuanhuang had arrived. They were injured and coughed up blood violently. In particular, Kui Niu had half of his spine pulled out. There was still a prehistoric energy lingering around the scars to dissolve his essence.

The little monkey emperor is not much better. The blood hole in his chest is the most terrifying, and it is poked out with one finger.

"If you can't practice Taoism, don't come in and wander!" Ye Chen stuffed a handful of pills alone.

Kui Niu and Xiao Yuanhuang were stunned. After looking at Ye Chen, they were stunned for a second, and then tentatively said, "Old Qi?"

"Are you happy?" Ye Chen showed two rows of snow-white teeth.

"Happy, so happy." Kuiniu and Xiao Yuanhuang stood up one after another, their waists were straight and their confidence became extraordinary. With Ye Chen here, he was afraid of a bird. The sage king who was clear in the ruins and the ancient holy body in the same level could all be beaten and cried.
Chapter completed!