"Where to go?" Ye Chen snorted coldly and disappeared in an instant.

He appeared again, among the prehistoric crowd, just because one of them had his mark of reincarnation, and was waiting to kill him and shoot him back? This time was the most suitable one.

roar!

Accompanied by the roar of the powerful dragon, he turned on the external appearance of the body, and used it together with the eight heavenly dragons, each with brilliant gold and huge size. The dragon's tail swinging is even more domineering.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

The powerful people in the prehistoric world are in trouble, and there are many figures that explode. Who can stop the eight dragons, and those quasi-emperors of the eight-level heaven cannot withstand it, let alone them.

Looking away, among the tens of thousands of people, eight heavenly dragons were raging, and the prehistoric people flew everywhere. The strong foundation, the flesh exploded, and the soul was left; while those with weak Taoism were instantly destroyed into blood mist, and their bodies were destroyed, which saved even the screams.

"I still want to run away, but my eyes are left."

"When I killed me, all the heavens, I thought about the day."

"Blood debt and blood repayment."

Ye Chen's angry shout, carrying the supreme pressure, while killing, he still pointed at them and restored the power of the reincarnation eye pupils? As for those who do not have special eye pupils, they have no mercy and have killed them all the way, and no one can stop him from having a move.

In the cauldron, the old fishing man was excited and ready to fight, and wanted to kill the cauldron to show his power. However, he was injured too much and his condition was extremely bad. He was excited and his old blood could not stop rushing. He could not get out of the cauldron to help the battle, so he vented his anger on the prehistoric people in the cauldron and was hammered next to him.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

Compared to him, Ye Chen was still fierce. He was in a domineering external form. Even the Dao Sword was extremely huge, with no moves at all. He slashed and slashed randomly, regardless of who was who. Anyway, he was all from the prehistoric world and didn't feel sorry for him at all. All he had was ruthless killing.

The blood dyed the starry sky red. Tens of thousands of powerful men in the prehistoric world were killed and fled one by one. They were chased by Ye Chen for 80,000 miles.

Only when the rumbling sound is over, this pursuit and killing will truly come to an end.

In this battle, the prehistoric tribe was defeated, and the defeat was extremely tragic. Three quasi-emperor realms were destroyed, and tens of thousands of prehistoric strong men were even more miserable, with only less than a thousand left to be killed.

The starry sky is a dead star field, Ye Chen opened the dusty space and escaped from it.

The old man was released and the old man coughed in his mouth and sipped.

"Stand to the God Platform." Ye Chen said, pressing his hand on his back, instilling the essence of the holy body and many healing drugs, regardless of the cost.

"The Netherworld is broken, and the next one is Da Chu." The old quasi-emperor wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth, and a hint of sadness was added to his smile, "This battle is really tragic."

"Living is hope." Ye Chen said lightly, raised his hand and captured a great saint from the Chaos Cauldron, pulled out his soul, and turned it into the power of the soul to heal the old quasi-emperor's soul. Although this method is cruel, Ye Chen's expression is as cold as frost. Compared with the so-called so-called in the wild, these are not worth mentioning, and there is no mercy at all.

Not sure when Ye Chen stopped.

The old man and the quasi-emperor were in good condition, and healed himself by his injuries.

Ye Chen was not idle either, his illusory eyes were imprinted into the eyes of reincarnation. The level was high or low, and the supplementary pupil power was more or less.

The most active one is the Chaos Cauldron, who is dedicated to swallowing magic weapons. Except for the quasi-emperor-level secret treasures, the rest of the spoils obtained by Ye Chen were swallowed.

The dust space is bizarre and clouds are shrouded in mist, with a unique tranquility and silence.

After a long time of unfairness, the old quasi-emperor woke up first.

Seeing Ye Chen cross-legged and still in a state of meditation, he sighed and sighed! The first time he saw Ye Chen was when Ye Chen was chasing Taoist Zhiyang. Ye Chen was only in the saint realm. More than two hundred years have passed, and the small holy body of the past has finally risen. Even he is beyond the reach of the world. Times have changed, and a generation of new people has changed to old people, which makes him feel more and more that he is old.

When he looked, Ye Chen also woke up, and the fairy light of the eyes of Reincarnation was everywhere, shining brightly.

After swallowing many special pupils, his pupil power has recovered a lot, which can support him to use the Heavenly Way twice, and these precious two Heavenly Ways can help him accomplish many things.

One by one, one after another, they left the dust space and parted ways in the starry sky. The old quasi-emperor sacrificed the Domain Sect and went to Da Chu, while Ye Chen rushed to other places and continued to kill.

The next journey was quite bloody, and he encountered people from the prehistoric world more than once. The opponent's lineup was huge. He would not be excited and escaped from a distance. However, if the lineup was not enough, he would take action without hesitation and fight quickly. His usual fighting style.

He was like a god of killing, wearing a black robe and a ghost mask, and stepped across the star fields, covered with blood and bones under his feet, and saw many miserable scenes. He destroyed many people from the prehistoric world, but the monks in the heavens could not escape the war and were slaughtered more.

Half a day later, he held the bloody sword and suddenly stopped in the starry sky and looked quietly at one side. There was a star in his eyes, which was full of red and dyed with red stars.

That was the Vermillion Bird Star. He came when he was searching for the heavens in the past. It was on this ancient star that he found the reincarnated Xie Yun, Nian Wei, Xiaoying and Chen Huang's Yan Fei.

The smoke of gunpowder surging and the star field collapsed. The Suzaku Star is the only star left in this star field. At first glance, half of the star body was blown up, and the shattered star stones floated all over the starry sky.

Ye Chen moved slowly and stepped into the Vermilion Bird Star.

The Nine-level Heaven of Lingxiao Immortal Palace is the Youdu in his memory.

But now, walking on the street, it is a mess. Most of the palaces and pavilions on both sides of the street have collapsed, blue bricks and tiles are scattered all over the ground, and the formation patterns carved in the dark have all collapsed. The whole world is dark, and it is difficult to see a ray of light, nor is there anyone seen a single figure. The monks of the Vermillion Bird Star have moved to Da Chu, leaving only a piece of ruined mountains and rivers.

In the sixth level of heaven, blood mist surging and corpses were everywhere, all the blood and bones of the monks in the heavens. Most of them escaped into the Vermillion Bird Star during a war and were surrounded and destroyed by the powerful people in the prehistoric world.

Ye Chen walked around and went to the back mountain of Danfu without seeing the survivor.

In the withered jungle, there is a short tomb where a woman named Fox Fairy was buried. She saved a man named Ye Chen for nine generations of reincarnation.

After two hundred years, Ye Chen's expression was vicissitudes, and his heart was filled with pain. He gently brushed the dust on the tombstone, just like brushing the tears on a woman's cheek.

"I didn't expect that there was a living mouth on this broken ancient star, so I'll kill it." A gloomy smile suddenly sounded and spread from the starry sky. Before the words were finished, a figure of overwhelming rush in. Needless to say, the powerful man in the prehistoric world smelled the breath of living creatures.

Ye Chen said nothing and used his secret magic to transform the tomb of Fox Fairy into ashes and put it into a treasure box. He didn't expect her to lie alone in the deep mountains and forests.

"Here, catch the living."

The powerful men from the prehistoric world arrived and surrounded them from all directions. They all had hideous faces and did not intend to kill them easily. They had to capture them alive and then torture them to death. This is the fun of the prehistoric world. They liked to see people desperate... and powerless expressions.

Ye Chen collected the treasure box, the Dao Sword suddenly appeared, and he slashed out of the immortal river with one sword.

The people who came to the prehistoric world saw it suddenly changed their expressions and wanted to hide, but it was too late. Wherever the fairy river passed, there were many people buried. No matter whether it was the Great Saint Realm or the Holy King Realm, it was difficult to escape the death disaster. The already scarlet sky added another touch of blood.

"Ye...Ye Chen..." Only then did the powerful men in the prehistoric world see who it was, and they retreated collectively, full of fear. Who doesn't know the reputation of the ancient holy body.

"When you come, you don't need to leave." Ye Chen soared up, his words were plain, but still and cold, like the verdict of a king, carrying the majesty that people cannot disobey.

"Retreat." A great saint of Taotie shouted and flew away. The rest of the people in the prehistoric world did not dare to stop. The way they surrounded him was just how they escaped. The scene was once chaotic.

Zheng!

The sound of the sword was harsh, and the cold sword light was seen, and Ye Chen was not seen. It was because the speed was too fast. Every place he went, the people in the prehistoric world were destroyed. This was not a war, but Ye Chen's unilateral massacre. The human figures were bleeding and turned into ashes when they fell.

Um?

Seeing that his family escaped in a panic, the quasi-emperor of the prehistoric world outside the star could not help but narrow his eyes. In such a situation, he was killed and fled. How many powerful people in the heavens were among the broken ancient stars?

"Ye Chen, it's Ye Chen." The howling sounded, which made the body of the quasi-emperor in the prehistoric world tremble, and his expression suddenly changed. The word Ye Chen was like a spell, making people's heart tremble.

"Retreat." Without thinking too much, the quasi-emperor of the Honghuang immediately ordered that he did not even have the courage to fight. The commander of a dignified army turned around and fled without hesitation.

"Divine Fire Thunder, one arrow will pass by." Behind me, cold words sounded.

Ye Chen had already bent his bow and arrow, and he was aiming at the quasi-emperor of the prehistoric world.

Buzz!

The Thunder Divine Arrow is as domineering as ever, like a pitch-black divine light, carrying the power of destruction.

puff!

The escaped quasi-emperor of the prehistoric world was hit on the spot, his body was penetrated, and his soul was penetrated, which was hard to defeat the power of the divine arrow. He was shot to death with one arrow, and he was killed simply and neatly.

The coach was killed instantly, but the people in the prehistoric world dared not stop and fled in all directions.

Ye Chen did not let it go, his body was like a faint lightning, as fast as lightning, and transformed into a holy war magic body and sacrificed the Chaos Divine Cauldron. The three of them were so fierce that they chased the vast world and had no way to go to the earth. The delicate blood flowers bloomed all over the starry sky, countless people were destroyed, and countless people were captured, with screams, wails, and roars connected together.

Only when the last great saint of the prehistoric world is destroyed will the killing truly end.

Ye Chen was gradually moving away from the broken starry sky, his back was extremely long, his black robe was dyed red, and his blood was taken one by one, and the blood on the Taoist sword was still ticking, all of which were from the prehistoric world. He didn't know how many people he killed in this battle.

Boom! Bang! Boom! Boom!

The war between the prehistoric world and the heavens is still continuing, and the roar spreads throughout the stars in the universe.

The miserable nature of the heavens is unbearable to look at. Countless heroic souls are buried in a foreign land, and the survivors are still on the run. The road to returning to the Great Chu is harder than climbing to the sky.

"Qiongqi people, bring your family's money and come to get your family's people."

Amid the roar, a word like this suddenly sounded, and it was spread infinitely to the world and wilderness with the secret method of transmitting the emperor's Taoism, like an invisible hand, brushing across the world.

As soon as these words came out, the chaotic starry sky had a moment of tranquility.

Looking down, the monks and powerful monks of the heavens who were still fighting in great battles stopped one after another. One by one, they all had a tacit understanding of the battle circles, and they all looked at one side.

"I guess it is our emperor." A starry sky, the old man in heaven and earth said meaningfully, with all his forms, all covered in blood, and the prehistoric people surrounding and killing him were overwhelming, but at this moment, they were all looking at a starry sky like him.

"I counted on my fingers and said, this should be the legendary kidnapping."

"It's really romantic and can make a lot of money." In the Western Star Realm, the Holy Ape Emperor looked serious and he could hear that it was Ye Chen. The Kui Niu Emperor on one side was so powerful that the bull demon was shining.

"Where are you fighting? Are you still in the mood to ask for ransom?" Dongfang Xingqiong grinned, and he really underestimated the Tenth Emperor of Great Chu. At critical moments, he would always make a big splash.

"The holy body is really outstanding, and he has actually started his old job."

"I haven't returned to Da Chu yet, I'm looking for death." In the northern starry sky, Donghuang's eyebrows were frowning slightly, and her beautiful fairy face was extremely pale and seriously injured.

The noise was heard one after another, and most of them were monks from all over the heavens. They were really caught off guard by Mr. Ye’s actions. Both sides fought hard and hard, and only you were the best. You went to kidnap the votes and asked for ransom. Is this solemn atmosphere suitable to schedule these?

"Taotie tribe, use money to redeem people, and it will not be possible to expire."

“………”

"Scorpio tribe, come and get people, otherwise I can take them home and stew the soup."

“…………”

"The Jinzi clan, come quickly to raise people, mark the price clearly, and be honest and honest."
To be continued...