Kill! Kill! Kill! Kill!

The old man with purple hair disheveled his hair, as if he was crazy. The dark magic hand was grabbed from the air. His face was ferocious, and his mouth even had fangs, shining with a dark light.

Ye Chen looked stern and fled quickly.

Although he left, the cow, dog, pig and sheep were in trouble. Under the palm of the quasi-saint, they were worse than ants. Before the old man's palm prints were actually dropped, they were crushed into ashes.

The sentient beings were destroyed, and only Ye Chen was left in the underground palace.

The old man grinned, licked his scarlet tongue, and walked towards Ye Chen step by step, treating him as his prey. His steps were too heavy, so that every time his feet fell, he would thrust the ground. He did not become a demon, but had turned into a demon, driven by the origin of the demon.

Ye Chen stepped back step by step, retreated, turned his head and ran away.

By the way, he also greeted the ancestors of the female saint body one by one. You prodigal girl have blocked my cultivation level, and I have been punished, the holy body of my great saint realm has been chased by a quasi-saint, and my reputation has disappeared for a lifetime.

Bang! Boom! Bang! Bang!

The rumbling sound resounded throughout the underground palace. The old man with no sanity, who was chasing all the way, without looking at the Tao, the stone pillars in the underground palace were knocked down one after another.

Look at the tenth emperor of the Great Chu, rolling and crawling, and his reputation is indeed sweeping the floor.

This is not a fault for Ye Chen. Except for his body, everything else has been sealed. Do you have to run away when facing a quasi-saint who is still a quasi-saint who transforms into a demon? You have to run faster. If your legs cramps are cramped, you will be torn to pieces by the old man with purple hair.

Woo! Woo! Woo! Woo!

The old man with purple hair chased after him and swept through the surging demonic evil spirits. I don’t know how many creatures they have swallowed, and there are evil ghosts who are wailing, shrill and ferocious, causing trouble to the hearts of people.

"Beautiful Senior." Ye Chen didn't dare to stop, and he ran away and shouted.

His call was not responded at all.

"Northern Saint." Ye Chen opened his throat and let out another wolf howl.

However, there was still no response.

"Xi Chen." Ye Chen called again, in a mess.

Unfortunately, there is still no response.

The old man in purple robe chased him and swept across with his palm. The clever young master Ye was swung away instantly, knocked through the roof of the underground palace and flew out of the ground. Then, a handsome little mountain peak was also knocked to collapse by it. He was not injured, but he was blocked, but the strength of the holy body was still there. If it weren't for this, he would have been crushed to ashes.

puff!

As the gravel flew, Ye Chen swayed and got up, bleeding blood.

This mouth of blood is not hurt, but angry. On weekdays, they are all wandering in front of them. At the critical moment, they can't find anyone anymore, and they are completely out of touch.

Bang!

The old man then arrived, stepped on a mountain and pressed his palm towards Ye Chen.

The demon in the quasi-saint realm is still very fierce in one palm. The empty space, which is not strong, is crushed to explode in an instant. It is so domineering that the instant emperor realm is no problem.

Ye Chen gritted his teeth, stepped forward, held his hands up, and held the palm print with his hands, but he was also pressed by a palm, making his legs bent, and the blood was spit out.

Otherwise, even if he is an emperor, even if he is a sealed person, even if he has no cultivation or realm, his foundation is still there. In this state, he can withstand the palm of the quasi-saint, and he can look down on the heavens.

Ye Chen's resistance made the old man thunder furious and opened his mouth to spit out a wisp of dark magic mist, which turned into a sea of ​​demons, sweeping across the sky and earth, instantly swallowing Ye Chen.

Now, Ye Chen couldn't stand it anymore.

The devouring power of the sea of ​​demons is terrifying, and it is sucking his qi and blood all the time. In this situation, in just three or five moments, his ancient holy body will be swallowed into a mummy.

Buzz!

At the moment of crisis, there was a fairy light appearing between his eyebrows. Then, the seal given by the female holy body was lifted by itself, and both cultivation and realm returned in an instant.

"I'll just say it! You can't bear to die."

Ye Chen smiled, revealing two rows of white teeth, his eyes shining brightly, and his majestic blood surging, gathering into a golden sea of ​​gods, crushing the dark sea of ​​demons into nothingness.

kill!

The old man was unconscious and did not know how to fear. His eyes were thunderous and he rushed towards Ye Chen.

Ye Chen snorted coldly, brushed his hand for a while, trapping the old man.

Woo! Woo! Woo! Woo!

The old man was like a carrier of resentful spirits, with roars mixed with evil spirits.

Ye Chen said nothing and looked at him with his eyes fixed.

The current purple-haired old man is exactly the same as Old Taoist Yan, and it is difficult to erase the origin of the demon. In other words, he is a demon, which has been completely eroded by the origin of the demon.

Ye Chen had no mercy and wiped out the old man with one palm. For the old man, he might be a liberated and evil alchemist. He didn't know how many creatures he destroyed, so he should also kill him.

The old man was buried and only the real fire was left, and Ye Chen was taken to the Danhai.

The true fire at the bottom is also intelligent, and there is no need for Ye Chen to deceive or intimidate the immortal fire. It is very consciously integrated, and the process of integration is smoother than imagined.

After taking a last look, Ye Chen turned around and disappeared, heading straight to the ancient city where Situ Kang was.

Along the way, An Sheng had never seen the female holy body again, which made him feel a little curious about the previous rumbling sound. Thinking about the expression of the female holy body, he was still very anxious.

Has a strange treasure been born? Or is it the entrance to the ancient times?

Ye Chen muttered in his heart, touched his chin and pondered, always feeling that the latter was more reliable. In his opinion, the only thing that could really touch the heartstrings of the female holy body was the entrance to the ancient times.

While speaking, the ancient city was already in sight.

After a few months of coming back, Ye Chen couldn't help but frown, just because the ancient city had become ruins and had a strong smell of blood. From a distance, you could still see the surging blood mist.

Such a scene is obvious at a glance, someone must have caused trouble.

Ye Chen stepped into the sky, stopped in the void, and looked down at the bottom.

Now this ancient city is in a mess, and it is so miserable that there is no complete palace or half a complete pavilion. It collapses, collapses and cracks, and the streets are covered with bricks and tiles and fragments, and corpses are everywhere, as if they were looted by the God of Killing, and they are covered in blood. Even he is very shocked.

Ye Chen's spiritual consciousness dispersed, and he did not see Situ Kang and the woman in the Fire Domain, nor did he see the Northern Saint.

Before he could think too much, he used Zhoutian evolution to trace the origin and return to the origin.

In the dark, he saw a miserable scene: a girl with red hair, carrying a blood-stained sword, slaughtering creatures, like a female devil, killing people without blinking. The creatures in this city, whether monks or spirit beasts, were killed or injured.

Ye Chen looked ugly, how could he not recognize who she was: Bei Sheng.

To be more precise, the Northern Saint, who is in the state of a demon, has been completely eroded by the origin of a demon and turned into a demon, holding a broken imperial weapon. Who is her opponent?

Boom! Bang! Boom! Boom!

Suddenly, a rumbling sound came from afar, as if there was a big war, and there was a lot of noise.

Ye Chen heard this and went straight to that place.

Along the way, it was hard to hide the blood. The vast earth was corpses everywhere, and the blood mist covered half of the void. They were all thanks to the Northern Saint. Too many of them were killed, and the bones formed mountains and blood flowed into rivers.

Damn the origin of the demon!

Ye Chen's eyes flashed with cold light, and his fists were soaked in blood. He never expected that the Northern Saint would have transformed into a demon so quickly. If he had known this, he would have sealed her in advance.

He was like a divine light all the way, close enough to the source of the rumbling sound.

It was a mountain where you could see the peaks, collapse one after another, and the blood mist was in the evening, and you could also clearly see the Northern Saint, with bloody hair floating, and wisps of red and dazzling.

Ye Chen's blood rose, and he shrank three or five times into inches, rushing into the mountains.

There were also many people in the mountains, both young and old, with many bodies stained with blood, and staggering in their bodies. They couldn't stand steadily. Situ Kang and the woman from the Fire Domain were also there, and they were seriously injured. Judging from this posture, they were chased by the demon Beisheng all the way to this mountain.

At this moment, the old man in white robe was fighting against the Northern Saint.

Although he is at the level of quasi-emperor, the old man in the white robe cannot beat the Northern Saint, because the Northern Saint is the emperor's son level, the emperor's son level in the Great Saint realm, and even the broken imperial soldiers to help with the battle. The peak quasi-emperor may not be able to do it, let alone the fourth level of the quasi-emperor, who was suppressed and beaten by the Northern Saint all the way. The old body was covered with blood and bones, the most dazzling one was that there was a blood hole the size of a bowl on his chest.

When Ye Chen arrived, the old man in white robe was bleeding again.

The Northern Sheng smiled, so terrifying, just like a female devil, waving the broken imperial weapon and slashing out a blood-colored immortal river. It was a magical power to kill and wanted to kill the old man in white robe.

Ye Chen was as fast as a faint light, climbing into the void, with a golden hand spreading across the sky, and wiped the blood-colored fairy river with one palm. At the same time, a soft force was used to push the old man in white robe out.

"Holy Lord?" Situ Kang saw it, his eyes flashed with brilliance.

"Ancient Holy Body?" The old man in white robe was stunned. He had never seen Ye Chen's original deity, but recognized the holy body's qi and blood, the golden, real holy body bloodline.

After he said this, the people in the mountains looked up and looked stunned.

The legend of the holy body Ye Chen has been spread throughout the heavens of the ten thousand domains hundreds of years ago. The holy lord of the heavenly court, the emperor of the Great Chu, and the demons invaded, and he killed the Great Emperor more than once. He is a god of war, a great god of war, and has created too many immortal myths.

Now that I have seen the real person, how can I not be surprised? The holy body has come to the Fire Realm.

Compared to them, the girl Bei Sheng's smile was quite gloomy. She had turned into a demon and had no mind in her eyes, but only tyranny and unconcealed bloodthirst.

Looking at her, Ye Chen's heart suddenly hurts. Is that still the peerless Northern Saint? How could there be human emotions? It turned into a demon and became a murderous puppet.

"Leave this place." Ye Chen said lightly, his combat power instantly reached its peak.

When the people below heard about it, they did not dare to delay and helped each other to retreat from the mountains. The old man in white robe hesitated for a moment and withdrew withdrew. He was still quite confident in Ye Chen's combat power.

On the mountains, only Ye Chen and Bei Sheng were left, opposite north and south, one stepped on the sea of ​​demonic evil blood, and the other stepped on the sea of ​​golden gods, just like the worldly demon and the God of War in the Eight Desolations.

It can be seen that Ye Chen's aura was slightly inferior to his cultivation level. Compared with his cultivation level, the Northern Saint is not inferior to his. The most important thing is that the Northern Saint has broken imperial weapons, while he only has quasi-imperial weapons.

"What a wonderful blood." Bei Shengyou smiled, stepping on nothingness, walking step by step, smelling Ye Chen's blood, like a greedy girl, licking her tongue greedily.

Ye Chen said nothing and just looked at Bei Sheng. Compared to Old Taoist Yan and the previous alchemist, Bei Sheng was a little more sensible. At least, she knew what was delicious.

In the eyes of the Northern Saint, he was like a prey, and his surging blood of living creatures was the so-called gluttony feast, which was loved by all the demons, and the Northern Saint was no exception.
Chapter completed!