Ye Chen's appearance made the man in purple robe narrow his eyes slightly. He was a quasi-emperor himself, but his vision was that he could not see Ye Chen. He only knew that Ye Chen's bloodline was extraordinary. As for how much combat power he had, he had to fight before he knew it.

After all, he was just a quasi-emperor who was suppressed to the Holy King.

"You are at least a quasi-emperor, and you don't go to find them, but you don't want to bully the two younger generations who bully the heavens. Are you not afraid of being ridiculed by the descendants?" Ye Chen smiled at the purple-robed man, and then sacrificed his origin and poured it into the body of the dragon tribe and the spiritual race, so as to scrub their murderous intent and protect the fire of the soul.

"Little Saint King, dare to preach to me?" The man in purple robe was furious and still pointed, thinking that he was about to end the Dragon Tribulation and the Spirit Goddess, but this time, he went straight to Ye Chen's eyebrows and poked him.

Ye Chen remained motionless and let his finger poke him.

It was not until the purple-robed man pointed a finger, just an inch from the center of his eyebrows that he suddenly reached out and grabbed the purple-robed man's finger impartially. Then, he exerted force and broke his finger.

At the same time, he raised his foot again and kicked the man in purple robe out.

The force of that kick was absolutely powerful enough that it almost kicked the man in purple robe.

With a roar, the man in purple robe staggered a little over ten feet away, trampling the earth to pieces, shattering the huge rock behind him, and squirting out a mouthful of blood.

"It's still comfortable." Ye Chen patted the dust on his shoulder.

"Who are you?" The man in purple robe's eyes were covered with bloodshot and his eyes widened.

"Not-known junior, it's better not to mention it." Ye Chen smiled slowly.

"Okay, very good." The man in purple robe laughed furiously, turned around and fled into Xutian in one step. After that, a cold and silent word was sent back, "When the ruins are out, you will be killed."

Ye Chen did not reply, but he had summoned the immortal fire and heavenly thunder, the immortal fire turned into a divine bow, and the thunder gathered the magic arrows, melted the chaotic Taoist law and bloodline power, and shot through the vast sky without a single arrow.

puff!

A blood suddenly appeared, and the man in purple robe who had just escaped was pierced by an arrow, like a kite with a broken string, falling into the sky.

"Why do you really want to die?" The man in purple robe was furious, gritted his teeth, and his face was ferocious and terrifying. As a quasi-emperor, he was already showing weakness. He never thought that Ye Chen would not let go and was really furious.

"Senior said harshly, I want to kill me when I go out, so how can I let you go? I don't want to cause trouble for myself." Ye Chen shrugged and said lightly, "So, I'm still wronged Senior. Let's go on the road ahead, die early and be entrusted with birth!"

"From you?" The man in purple robe shouted angrily. After saying that, he saw divine light ejaculation from his body. It was a silver copper furnace with divine light. His natal magic weapon was very domineering, mysterious and terrifying.

"Nine Yang Immortal Iron." Ye Chen raised his eyebrows, his eyes shone brightly, and he could see that the copper furnace was cast by He.

"Cover it for me." The man in purple robe scolded coldly and activated the copper furnace. A whirlpool appeared at the mouth of the furnace, swallowing the sky and receiving the earth, and instantly retracting Ye Chen.

"This is the price to provoke me." Seeing Ye Chen being trapped in the copper furnace, the man in purple robe couldn't help but smile. He was still very confident in his natal soldier, which was cast by Nine Yang Immortal Iron.

However, as soon as he finished speaking, the copper furnace buzzed, which made his master hum and muffled again.

After looking closely, I realized that it was Ye Chen, who was very active in the copper furnace, and he was very happy to punch each punch.

"Die me." The man in purple robe slapped his palm on the copper furnace and imposed a forbidden method to kill Ye Chen.

"Open." Ye Chen's voice was very loud, and he punched a big hole from the inside, jumping out like a dragon, kicking over the copper furnace.

The natal weapon was severely damaged, and the man in purple robe blew blood again and stepped back, his expression was a little shocked. For many years, no one who had been crushed into the copper furnace was crushed to ashes. He had never seen anyone who had come out. It was a magic weapon made of Nine Yang Immortal Iron!

It was not until this moment that he realized how terrible the person in front of him was definitely a demon of the imperial son.

"Your copper furnace is not very strong, try my best." At this moment, Ye Chen had already reached the sky and moved the Chaos Cauldron. Ling Tian smashed it down, and half of the tall sky collapsed.

"Chaos Cauldron." The man in purple robe looked at him and suddenly changed his expression and recognized the cauldron.

Then, he didn't need to ask any more, and he already knew Ye Chen's identity, and he was a holy body, Ye Chen, and he had encountered a tough problem.

In the time of lightning, he flew away and did not dare to fight again.

Who can block the holy body when he is at the same level? Even if he is a quasi-emperor who is suppressed to the holy king, it is not enough to see it.

As I said, this is not outside, this is the ruins of the Heavenly Lord.

"Stay!" Ye Chen's words were cold, as if God had verdicted, the Chaos Cauldron was even more powerful, and the purple-robed man staggered.

"Explode." The man in purple robe was also urinating and was full of madness. He exploded his body on the spot, shook the Chaos Cauldron, and only his soul flew out.

"I don't have a body, I still want to run away?" Ye Chen sneered, and the Chaos Cauldron pressed over and imprisoned the purple-robed soul.

"Give me your life, let me go!" The man in purple robe was cowardly and begged for mercy, frightened to the point of distortion of hissing.

"The heavens and the prehistoric worlds have nothing to do with you, so what's the use to keep you?" Ye Chen said lightly, pressing his palm on the purple-robed man's heavenly spirit cap, applying the supreme secret technique to destroy his mind, leaving only the pure power of his soul.

The man in purple robe screamed so loudly. At the last moment of his mind collapse, he realized what regret is. Regret should not be strong and slaughtered wantonly, and even provoked what he should not be provoked. The way of heaven has reincarnation, and the heaven has spared no matter who he has committed, and he will suffer the consequences of his evil cause.

The wailing sounds were annihilated at some point, and a quasi-emperor completely disappeared.

Ye Chen returned to the Dragon Tribulation and the Spiritual Goddess and poured the pure soul power into their divine sea.

The scars of the two of them are all in the soul and need to be nourished by the soul's power.

"You're here after all." Long Jie smiled, his expression a little complicated. The woman he loved the most was the wife of the man in front of him, and he gave birth to a cute child for him. How much he hoped to be able to change his position with Ye Chen, his lifelong belief, and what love it would be.

"You love Yao Chi, she is Ji Ningshuang, and she always thinks about other people's wife. This is a bad habit." Ye Chen coughed dryly, put his palm on the backs of the two of them, and said while instilling true energy.

"Do you really want to beat me?" Long Jie laughed dryly.

"It depends on your behavior, so I'm so fucking. I'll slut my wife and kick you to death."

"What's the meaning? lust, that's love."

"There is still a living person, so don't speak more implicitly?" The goddess of the Spirit tribe glared at the two of them, especially at Ye Chen, "Can you be optimistic about your wife? Don't go out for a walk without any trouble."

"I don't like to hear what you said." Ye Chen curled his lips, "It's like my wife seducing him."

"Go." The goddess of the Spirit Clan disagreed and did not forget to glance at Long Jie. Although this guy was in his heart, he still cared about her. Otherwise, he would not have tried his best to save her. Whether he was willing or unintentional, she still received this affection and felt warm in her heart.

"If you want me to tell me, you still don't understand men." Ye Chen said meaningfully. This was to say to the goddess of the Spirit Clan, "Take time to find a place without anyone, and do a striptease for this guy. He will not admit his account after all, go to Da Chu to find me, and I will deal with him for you."

As he said that, Ye Chen also stuffed a pack of things to the goddess of the Spirit Clan, "Let's find out about the specialty of Da Chu."

Hearing this, Long Jie tugged at the corner of his mouth.

The corners of the mouth of the Spirit Goddess are also twitching. Don’t be so blatant, just give it to me secretly!

Ye Chen ignored the expressions of the two, his eyes narrowed into lines and looked into the distance, where the fairy light cages in the evening, and the visions are filled with fragments of destruction, intertwining the images of destruction, covering the world.

"The Emperor's Son of the Prehistoric Evil." Ye Chen murmured lightly, "There are still two."

"It should be the Son of Qiongqi and the Scorpio Emperor." Long Jie stood up and looked at the side, "We were chased by them before. Thanks to the help of Xiao Chen, the son of the King of War, who escaped from the sky. Unexpectedly, we were chased by the purple robe again."

"Xiao Chen is here too?" Ye Chen was stunned.

"By one against two, the son of the King of War, he is worthy of his reputation." The goddess of the Spirit Clan sighed.

"I have many talents in the Great Chu." Ye Chen smiled, got up and went straight to the sky, leaving only one sentence, "Leave the ruins quickly and don't stay any longer. The next battle will be very tragic."

"I understand." The two of them immediately turned around. With their Taoism, they had become a burden. They could not participate in the conquest between the emperor's sons. They stayed in the remains, and sooner or later they were cannon fodder.

It is worth mentioning that the goddess of the human spirit clan is still holding a bag of Dachu's specialties in her hand.

When Long Jie saw it, he always felt strange. If this pack continues, the next thing will be bloody.

"Actually, I can become the one in Yaochi." The goddess of the Spirit tribe turned her head and smiled.

"I'm afraid Ye Chen will beat me to death." Long Jie's laughter was even worse than crying.
Chapter completed!