Laugh? Why did he laugh? The people of the prehistoric world were stunned for a moment, not knowing that Ye Chen smiled, but he meant that his teeth were very white; he only knew that his smile made people feel scared.

Ye Chen was still laughing, and had secretly untied the seal of the heavenly tribulation.

Suddenly, a thunder sounded through the starry sky, shaking everyone's hearts.

When people in the prehistoric world heard this, they subconsciously looked up and looked at the misty.

But seeing nothingness, dark clouds gathered, surging and rolling, like a dark curtain, covering the vast starry sky, and the last ray of lightning in the world was also covered. Only lightning and thunder were seen torn apart in the dark clouds, seemingly appearing. A force that made the people tremble for it appeared loudly. It was God's will, called destruction, and we must punish the weak creatures who disobey it.

"Heavenly Tribulation?" Qiongqi's quasi-didun's change, and he thought he was a sign.

"Bastard, who will lead the heavenly tribulation?" The prehistoric world was restless, and the anger resounded throughout the starry sky. The heavenly tribulation was not scary. What was scary was where to overcome the tribulation. You must know that in this starry sky, there is no need to see the 50 million army of his prehistoric world! It doesn't matter if a heavenly tribulation is struck by lightning. Five million people will be struck by lightning. Five million people will pass the tribulation together. There is no need to see the scene, and it is scary just to think about it.

"It's Ye Chen's heavenly tribulation." Jin Qi quasi-emperor shouted loudly, and it was already clear.

His words were trembling when the prehistoric world gathered. The heavenly tribulation of the Holy T was not a joke.

At this moment, even if his brain is not easy to use, he understands what kind of meaning Ye Chen’s previous smile represents. It is the smile of the god of death. He will lead an army of 50 million to survive the heavenly tribulation together.

"I don't know if this gift is still true." Ye Chen's teeth were exposed and he smiled even happier.

"Damn it." The emperor was furious, and the quasi-emperors all waved their swords to point Ye Chen, "I will kill you."

Under the order, he locked Ye Chen's j Thousand Quasi-Emperor weapon and gathered T to sweep out the divine light.

Ye Chen sneered, and would never be beaten while standing, and he would instantly escape into the dusty space.

The next moment, the divine light of the quasi-emperor weapon arrived, covering the sky and destroying the starry sky with a bang, and the dust space suspended there was also impact and collapsed.

Ye Chen suddenly escaped like a divine light, chasing Tianxiao.

"Hurry, kill him." The quasi-emperors of all races roared in anger, their tone was quite rapid, and they waved the killing sword in a crazily way, pointing to Tianxiao from afar. They were not stupid. The heavenly tribulation had not really come yet. If Ye Chen was destroyed at this moment, the heavenly tribulation would disappear. After all, Ye Chen was the source of the heavenly tribulation divine punishment.

Immediately, billions of gods, Mang Qi, vowed to destroy Ye Chen to ashes.

Unfortunately, Ye Chen's body skills were too smooth, and although he had too many divine lights, he had no chance to hit him.

Of course, this is also attributed to his bloodline. The ancient saint is as good as the emperor. The heavenly tribulation of the saint is not an ordinary heavenly tribulation. There is an additional mysterious power innately. Even though the heavenly tribulation has not yet arrived, the starry sky has fallen into chaos and the laws have also been subverted.

Because of this, the divine light that S towards Ye Chen was disturbed and could not kill Ye Chen.

Ye Chen knew best about this. Since he embarked on the journey of cultivation, he was struck by lightning all the way. He had already understood his own heavenly tribulation thoroughly. If it weren't for this, he wouldn't dare to do it like this. As long as he was not hit by the quasi-emperor weapon, he would have no worries about his life and just wait for the heavenly tribulation to come.

The quasi-emperor weapon of the prehistoric world was still bombarding, but the divine lights were still hit in the space.

The quasi-emperor weapon could not hit, and Ye Chen ran even smoother. The higher the sky was, the higher the flying height.

"Damn it." Honghuang

The quasi-emperor roared and set off one after another, rushed from all directions to chase Ye Chen personally, like a series of immortal lights, reaching the misty clouds, striving to kill Ye Chen before the heavenly tribulation came down. For this reason, they were all ready for the y-gang heavenly tribulation.

Ye Chen glanced at the bottom and couldn't help but sneer.

Then, wisps of fairy light flew out from inside him.

After looking carefully, I realized that they were all magic weapons, without exception, all of them were large saints, with as many as hundreds of them. They fell from the sky and pressed towards the quasi-emperors who were catching up with them.

"You dare to stop me even a small magic weapon?" Qiongqi quasi-emperor shouted loudly and swept away with a palm.

However, before he could crush the magic weapon, the hundreds of holy soldiers gathered to explode themselves, and their powers were all pointing to the quasi-emperor of the prehistoric world. The halo of the nirvana was rampant and the great holy soldiers exploded themselves, which was also very powerful.

In an instant, nearly a thousand quasi-emperors were all blown back with a humming groan. Although they did not hurt the root of the situation, they were stopped for two or three seconds because of the self-destruction of the Great Holy Soldier.

"Bastard." It was Qiongqi's quasi-emperor again, gritted his teeth and looked ferocious. He was the first to chase after him and wanted to tear Ye Chen apart. He was the quasi-emperor of the prehistoric era, and he had never been so depressed.

But what was awkward was that as soon as he rushed forward, he had not even had time to breathe, and saw a thunder thunder rushing down the sky and slashing straight towards him, without any deviation.

puff!

The blood flowers bloomed, very beautiful. The commander of the Qiongqi clan was cracked on the spot. Blood and bones scattered across the starry sky. Looking from afar, black smoke was emitted.

That's right, the divine punishment of the heavenly tribulation has arrived, and billions of lightning lights have descended, like a thunder waterfall, pouring from the nine heavens, and wisps of lightning have carried the power of destruction and penetrated the starry sky from top to bottom.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

Blood light appears frequently, and other quasi-emperors in the prehistoric world are not much better. They are struck by lightning in sequence. The quasi-emperor passively responds to the quasi-emperor tribulation. It would be fine if the ordinary heavenly tribulation is good. The problem is that this is the saint's heavenly tribulation, but it doesn't matter what your cultivation level is, and it will be fine.

"Retreat, retreat quickly." The quasi-emperors of the prehistoric world shouted, but they had no intention of chasing them. The heavenly tribulation has come, and they have missed the best opportunity to destroy Ye Chen. They want to kill him with the thunder tribulation, unless they are too long-lasting. The heavenly tribulation of the ancient saint is too domineering, even they can't stand it.

In fact, the army of prehistoric troops had already started to escape without their orders.

Looking away, Wang Yang, who was a 50 million army, was retreating like the sea. There were too many panic. He bumped into the p-and-p and fled, and they all rolled and crawled.

"Where to go?" Ye Chen cursed and chased after him through the sky.

"Retreat, retreat quickly." The quasi-emperor of the prehistoric world was so angry that he broke his heart. Although he wanted to kill him, he slashed Ye Chen with one palm. Unfortunately, he didn't have the courage. He was not afraid of Ye Chen, but his fear of Ye Chen's heavenly tribulation. It can be said that before they destroyed Ye Chen, they would be slashed into ashes by the thunder tribulation.

"Run, let you run." Ye Chen was faster, and y was carrying lightning, but his legs were very tiring. He was chasing him by the prehistoric world. Wherever he went, the sea of ​​thunder would follow him. Those who were under the sky tribulation were passively passing the tribulation, and he would be slashed without delay.

God is still very fair in this regard. The quasi-emperor is the quasi-emperor disaster, and the great saint is the great saint disaster.

Ye Chen fully demonstrated his shameless spirit and would go wherever there were more people.

He was like a plague god. Wherever he went, he was accompanied by disasters and became a prehistoric clan. He was buried in the heavenly tribulation. No matter whether he was a body or a soul, he could not escape the silence.

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The blood flowers bloomed, gorgeous and dazzling, bloody, and 50 million people in the prehistoric world were suddenly killed by the heavenly tribulation, and they were burialized, with a shrill sound of the stars.

"Splied, kill him." Seeing Ye Chen showing his power, the little monkey emperor was so excited that he scolded him. The talents from all over the world responded one after another, and they all jumped up and down, and their voices were louder than the other.

"Splied, kill me." The words aroused a thousand-layer l, and more people started to curse.

"It's really pleasing to the eye." The Southern Emperor and the Central Emperor sneered, without any mercy. If you don't let the prehistoric clan see some blood, how can you be worthy of the living beings who died in vain?

"This heavenly tribulation is much more useful than magical powers." The God Son of Sun and Moon sighed.

"Such a domineering thunder tribulation is so scattered. Ye Chen is a beast, right?" King Wu of Eastern Zhou grinned, and it was still the first time he saw the person who passed the tribulation, so active.

"If you support the scene, you have to be a saint." The older generation of Zhutian looked meaningful.

This is true. It is true that if you can break 50 million people into the sky, you can only send out the holy tg. If you can defeat the prehistoric world again and again, you will only be the tenth emperor of the Great Chu. If you have him here, you will see blood. You will pit the prehistoric world again and again, and you will be more cruel every time.

If you want to talk about implicit and low-key, you are the sons of the Emperor of Heaven who do not say anything. Everyone has a memory crystal stone, and the scene of the prehistoric world being chopped, all of which are imprinted in it.

"Good boy, this trip was not in vain." Dong Huang laughed so hard that he loved the scene of the prehistoric world being struck by lightning. The demons invaded you, and let your nest be in the sky, and there is no one left in the sky.

Among the billions of thunder, the starry sky has turned into a ruin, and bloody figures have been struck by the sky. Those who are running slowly are buried under the thunder catastrophe.

"Run, where to run." Ye Chen's howling was also loud. He was elusive, sometimes east and west, sometimes south and sometimes north, without any rules, and it was hard to understand.

Look at the prehistoric clan, how miserable is? No matter the quasi-emperor or the great saint, they are fleeing desperately. No one dares to turn around and fight. The 50 million army was thrown away, and Ye Chen was chasing him. The vast starry sky was covered with blood and bones, all of which were in the prehistoric world.

"Is this the heavenly tribulation?" Yang Xuan and others were swallowing their saliva in the tripod. This was much stronger than the thunder they remembered. The thunder in the mortal world is not as fierce as it can be. At most, it will rain and nourish the world. The thunder in the world of cultivators is better, and it is used to kill people.

"Father-in-law is domineering." Xiong Er was excited to see it, and he was thrusting in the mouth of the tripod, whirring.

Ye Ling also started cheering and cheered for Ye Chen.

Just Ji Ningshuang looked quietly and felt Ye Chen's divine punishment. There were indeed many differences. There was a g of power hidden, which was a power that no other heavenly tribulation could have. That power was called destruction. This was also why the people in the prehistoric world could not withstand his heavenly tribulation. It was the exclusive heavenly tribulation, and only the ancient saints could withstand it.

ah....!

The roar of the prehistoric world shook the starry sky, and the chase was a little crazy. His ferocious faces were as fierce as ghosts, with disheveled hair. Although he was angry, he did not dare to fight.

"Blood debt and blood repayment." Ye Chen shouted loudly, leading to the thunder tribulation. He had also been stained with blood for countless times. Under the heavenly tribulation, the holy body exploded more than once, and his bright muscles and bones were exposed. Looking at it from afar, he felt shocking and dared not look directly.
Chapter completed!