The roar of the prehistoric world should have been discussed. I don’t know how many prehistoric tribes rushed out of the ancestral land and swept over the evil aura. The figures gathered into oceans, swallowing the starry sky all the way, and their ferocious faces were gloomy and terrifying, like evil ghosts from hell, who wanted to devour the creatures on earth.

war!

If I had known this scene, the heavens would have been mentally prepared and the army gathered to fight against the prehistoric world.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

The same sea of ​​people collides head-on, and people are buried in groups. The vast starry sky is stained with blood, and the bones are piled up into mountains and blood flows into rivers. It is not the world, but it has clearly become hell.

The heavens are at a disadvantage and cannot stop the attack of the prehistoric world. They are defeated one after another, lost one star field, lost one inch of mountains and rivers, and in just one day, half of the country has been defeated.

"Zhu Xian Jian has not lie, kill me."

The emperors of all tribes in the prehistoric world laughed unscrupulously, and each of them was like a madman, standing on the jade chariot, roaring wildly. More than 90% of the peak combat power of the heavens was not there, including Ye Chen, so he was afraid of anything. It didn't take too long to give them a few days to level the entire heavens.

Clever! Clever! Clever! Clever!

The Zhuxian Sword was buzzing, it was exciting, and it was so exciting that it was going crazy. This was its masterpiece, and the picture of the people bleeding, which was so pleasing to the eye.

Boom! Bang! Boom! Boom!

With the rumbling sound, the army of the heavens retreated again, retreated into the Great Chu, retreated into Xuanhuang, and retreated into the Netherworld. They could only defend themselves, hoping that Ye Chen and the others could return before the destruction of the heavens, otherwise the heavens would be finished.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The heavens are lively, and the roads on the ancient times are also lively.

After a few months, the trio of the heavens were surrounded again, and the lineup was larger than the last time. The Demon Emperor, the Demon Emperor, the Demon Emperor, the First Line of the Great Endeavor, the number of more than 60 people.

"I've surrounded me."

The army of the prehistoric tribes has divided into three groups, attacking Xuanhuang, attacking Youming, and attacking Dachu.

However, before the siege was siege, a huge crack suddenly exploded.

Boom! Bang! Boom! Boom!

Accompanied by five sounds, five figures fell out of the cracks, all wearing black armor, all holding ancient war spears, all with the power of the Emperor's Dao, smashing a vast star field to a thunderous collapse, and the dark demons surging, carrying the power of the Emperor, spreading to the eight wildernesses.

"Demon Emperor."
Chapter completed!