Before the son of Huashan was able to react, Ye Chen walked out in one step and swung the son of Huashan with his palm. The guy's body flew over and over, and his body collided with a mountain.

More than a dozen quasi-emperors all narrowed their eyes. This guy should be overcoming the tribulation.

Not only them, but even the goddess of Huashan was stunned.

"It seems that our Son of God loves you very much!"

Ye Chen smiled and said, "If you are in this situation, you will not forget to make fun of it." One hand has been placed on the shoulders of the goddess of Huashan, which has relieved her confinement, and has also poured into her true energy, erasing her murderous intent."

"Impossible, this is impossible."

Opposite, the howling of the son of the Huashan God came. The gravel flew out, and his hair was scattered, his eyes were covered in blood, dyeing his eyes scarlet red, like a crazy demon.

Previously, Ye Chen fell into the Five Declines of Heaven and Man, and he saw it with his own eyes. It took only half a day before and after, and he had already passed it. How dare he believe it?

You should know that the five decays of heaven and man are not ordinary, and it takes at least ten days and half a month. This speed is so fast that it is too scary.

Ye Chen ignored it and was still erasing the murderous intent of the Mount Hua goddess. The murderous intent of the peak quasi-emperor was really domineering. He had reached the foundation of the goddess, and his origin was also terrible backfire.

The goddess of Huashan Mountain opened her mouth slightly, looking at Ye Chen like a monster.

The son of Huashan God does not believe it, but she does not believe it either.

After experiencing the Five Declines of Heaven and Humans in half a day, this is such a fucking trick, it’s not so fast!

Ye Chen is quite dedicated and only smiles without saying a word.

It can only be said that the five declines of heaven and man are different from others. They are the five declines of heaven and man in response to the disaster. In addition to this disaster, there are also disasters of heaven and man. The reason why the five declines of heaven and man are late is also due to disasters, and it is memory and disasters. The reason why they have passed so quickly is also attributed to the disasters. The interweaving of the powers of the two disasters is surprising, such as the speed of the disasters.

So, he was a god of five declines, and in half a day, he took a sip of wine, changed into a piece of clothes, took time, and sucked his hair, well... so handsome.

"Kill me, kill him."

The son of Huashan roared, and many of the repressed angers that had been suppressed for a long time finally erupted.

His orders seemed to be not very useful.

Just kidding, more than a dozen quasi-emperors are all old generations, all of them are powerful people, not from Mount Hua. We only listen to my master, you are the onion.

"I hand over the Emperor's Consort of the Taoist Sutra and let you die more happily."

A black robe quasi-emperor, with a faint sound, locked Ye Chen.

Before Ye Chen could reply, he brushed his hand and put the goddess of Huashan into a magic weapon.

Let’s talk about this magic weapon, which is very particular. At first glance, it looks like a chamber pot. If you look closely, it is really a chamber pot. It is cast from special immortal materials and can also be used as a magic weapon.

He is really a talented person. He put the blood of Di Huang in the chamber pot in the past. Today, he saw another beauty stuffed it in. He really liked the chamber pot.

The cheeks of the goddess Huashan suddenly turned black.

If you do it intentionally, you will have to thank the son of Kunlun who is not here, otherwise you will definitely greet Ye Chen’s eighteen generations of ancestors.

Ye Chen didn't hear about the goddess's black face and the words of the black-robed quasi-emperor, and he just took out the Dinghai Divine Needle. The iron rod was shining brightly with golden light and buzzing, which meant that if he wanted the Taoist scripture, he asked whether the stick would agree.

"Only overestimate one's own abilities."

The black-robed quasi-emperor snorted coldly, and he leaned down into the sky and covered him with a palm.

Ye Chen sneered, and in an instant, he avoided the palm print, and rushed to the black-robed quasi-emperor like a ghost. The iron rod raised was already in position.

The black-robed quasi-emperor's expression suddenly changed, and he didn't know how Ye Chen came here.

puff!

The iron stick fell down, and the black-robed quasi-emperor who was still confused was beaten into a blood mist by a stick. His body was instantly blown up, his soul collapsed, and his soul was really scattered.

"this....."

The quasi-emperor in the sky was shocked. That was an eighth-level quasi-emperor in heaven, and he was destroyed like this?

"Together to suppress."

A peak quasi-emperor shouted loudly and sacrificed his natal weapon.

After that, he also became a bloody mist.

Everyone didn't know how he died, but only knew where he had occupied before. Ye Chen showed his true body, holding a bloody stick, smiling at Sifang, and his two rows of teeth said in a snow-white manner.

"No...it's impossible." The God Son of Huashan raised his eyes and retreated.

In the magic weapon of the chamber pot, the goddess of Huashan couldn't help but cover her jade mouth, looking stunned.

I know Ye Chen is strong, but I don’t know that he is so strong. He is a peak quasi-emperor! He is invincible in the Sanxian Realm, and he is destroyed with just one stick, without even screaming.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

When she looked at it, blood flowers bloomed one by one in the void, one more beautiful than the other, reflecting the dim starry light, and the picture had a unique style.

And it is Ye Chen who outlines this picture.

The tenth emperor of the Great Chu was really fierce. He held the sea god needle in his hand and felt like a strange body. Every time he went, there was a blood flower. No matter whether it was the eighth level, the ninth level, or the peak level, it was all decorations. No one could withstand his stick, and basically he would be killed with one stick.

Void, bloody.

It was a terrifying scene. More than a dozen quasi-emperors, what a lineup, in front of a little holy king, he didn't even have the chance to scream. He just shook his mind and entered the gate of hell.

At this moment, most of them are whining on the road to the underworld, recalling how he died.

puff!

The fishy wind whistled, and another peak quasi-emperor was smashed into blood mist by Ye Chen.

This guy is outstanding. Although his body is destroyed, his soul has not been destroyed. He escapes desperately, and hesitates while escaping, "My lord is the Eighth Prince of Heaven."

He is not stupid, and he still knows to move out of the backstage at the moment of crisis.

Unfortunately, his words seemed useless. It would be fine if the Eighth Prince was not mentioned. When Ye Chen mentioned Yin Ming, he killed him even more fiercely. Nine divine sorrows were strange and crossed the void.

Then, the peak quasi-emperor was destroyed in seconds.

At this point, Ye Chen turned his head and looked at the last quasi-emperor.

The guy was stumbled backing, his face was extremely pale, his whole body was cold, as if half of his body had fallen into Jiuyou, his face full of fear.

This is also a peak quasi-emperor, but at this moment, he was like an ant, and his hands holding the sword were trembling so hard that they could not stand it. He retreated step by step and had to retreat to the end. In his eyes, Ye Chen was no longer Ye Chen from Mount Hua, but a god of killing.

Ye Chen smiled, carried an iron rod and came from the sky.

"I...I am a general under the Jade Emperor."

The peak quasi-emperor shouted, not knowing whether it was because he was afraid or really confident, but his trembling tone betrayed him dishonestly.

This guy is more classy than the one just now. Someone moved out of the Eighth Prince, and he was promoted to the Jade Emperor directly, and he seemed to have a bigger face.

However, in Ye Chen's eyes, this is useless. Not to mention the Jade Emperor, he dares to fight when the Taoist ancestor comes. It is not easy to scare him. The Emperor of Chu is not scared.

"I've fought with you."

Seeing that Ye Chen's pace did not diminish, the peak quasi-emperor shouted and sacrificed his natal magic weapon, carrying the supreme divine power, and collided all the way to Ye Chen. It sounded nice. After sacrificed his natal weapon, the guy turned his head and ran away. His cultivation level was not low, and his speed of escape was not overwhelming.

Ye Chen sneered, and another divine light shot out between his eyebrows, which was a primordial killing sword.

puff!

The peak quasi-emperor who escaped was penetrated on the spot, his soul was silent, and his body fell down. There was still an unbelievable look on his face, and he was really instantly killed.

"It is undeniable that today is a bit angry."

Ye Chen twisted his neck comfortably and came to heaven. This was the first time tonight. He moved his peak combat power and didn't need to play these minions. He just needed to knock one by one with a stick. It was not easy to come by the Taoist ancestor, let alone them.

Looking at the son of Huashan, his body had become petrified and trembled so hard.

He wanted to run, but he couldn't move his footsteps, his mind was trembling, his eyes full of shock and fear.

More than a dozen quasi-emperors! They were destroyed as soon as they were said. How powerful is this stone spirit? If you want to destroy him, why do you need to use a stick? Poke a finger at it, it is a killer.

Ye Chen fell from the sky and kept waving his hands. The scattered treasures were caught one by one. When he passed by the God Son of Huashan, he still held an iron stick and poked it down...

Yes, just clicked.

Wow, sour!

The son of Huashan was kneeling there on the spot, covering his pants and crotch, and the little brother was gone, howling in pain. Ye Chen's poke was okay, and he just poked him into a eunuch. If he thought about that in the future, he had to find a stick, and it could not be too hard or too long.

Whoosh!

With a breeze, the goddess of Huashan appeared and ran out of the magic weapon of the chamber pot. She had not even seen the son of Huashan. She had a pair of shocked beautiful eyes, only looking at Ye Chen.

At this moment, in her eyes, this little stone spirit was really scarier than a monster.

There are people as strong as him in this world.

"Actually, I have a quirk, too." Ye Chen said casually while holding the treasure.

"What...what quirk?" said the goddess of Huashan.

"Same as our son of god." Ye Chen said, not forgetting to look back, throwing a charming little look at the goddess of Huashan, and a hint of despicable smile was added to the smile.

As soon as these words came out, the goddess of Huashan subconsciously took a step back.

"I am a stone spirit, my body state, and my skills are excellent in bed."

"We can do whatever posture."
To be continued...