Ye Chen's dragon roar was more majestic. The Daolong was already huge, and it opened its blood and continued its limits, leaving its domineering aura.

Roar! Roar! Roar!

The one hundred and thirty-one black dragons of the Holy Demon turned into human form, and because Ye Chen re-entered the dragon state, Ye Chen went straight into the sky, and they chased into the sky.

The battle to destroy the world has begun again.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The heaven is in chaos, not only the space is chaotic, but also the laws are chaotic. There are stars reflected, bombarded and destroyed, and the scorching sun transforms and collapses instantly. In the lightning and thunder, countless destructive phenomena are performed, reflecting the light of the doomsday.

"You are so open to your mouth."

The Son of the Sun and Moon looked up at the Heaven, and took the time to glance at King Wu of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty.

"He gave face."

King Wu of Eastern Zhou took a deep breath, and his words were very serious and had a kind of style that was gradually getting better.

"I forgot, his name is Ye Chen."

Compared to the world, Emperor Hades's tense body relaxed, and there was no longer any worry in his eyes. He took out a cigarette pipe from somewhere, stuffed with tobacco, smoking, and was scurried in the smoke, as if he was cultivating an immortal.

The expression of the Taoist ancestor is similar to that.

That's right, that bitch is called Ye Chen. He won't die if he dies. He is born to be Xiaoqiang's fate.

"Do not."

Many of the older generations in the heavens roared, swept their younger generations and fled far away.

The battle was too loud, and the holy blood poured like rain, forming thunder and lightning. Each of them had the power of destruction. The starry sky exploded and the starry sky collapsed. It was as powerful as Xichen and Di Xuan, and they didn't dare to take it on their own, just because the battle was too fierce in heaven.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

With the blood limit, Ye Chen is the one who is hit by the hammer. Whoever makes the opponent have too many people will never die. He chases Ye Chen all the way to fight, and Ye Chen is also the domineering person, and he dares not fight hard.

There are blood-resistance boundaries, but one can choose one hundred and thirty-one.

Only by surviving the time limit in the dark can the right way.

Roar! Roar! Roar!

Accompanied by the roar of dragons, one hundred and thirty-two giant dragons returned to their human form together.

At that moment, the eyes of the world were all bright, and their eyes were shining.

It’s not their fault, just because the 131 holy demons have all lost their blood limits.

Ye Chen is still in a state of not being dead or injured.

The battle stopped for a few moments, and the holy demon had not attacked, Ye Chen, on the opposite side, twisted his neck fiercely. He had no blood limit before and had been running away since the start of the fight. For a few moments, he could not tell the difference between the east, south, west and north. For a few moments, he was almost completely destroyed, and was forced to go crazy more than once.

This time it was different. After changing the shapes of both sides, he had a blood limit. If the other party was gone, the feng shui would change in turn. If he had immortality, then this heavenly tribulation would have to change his fighting style.

Buzz!

With a buzzing sound, he transformed into a stick. The legendary Taoist stick blessed the power of reincarnation, the power of time and space, the power of space, the power of time, the power of blood, and the power of origin. The stick was buzzing, and even his hands were trembling. Its power was imagined.

"I calculated with my fingers that the holy body will show its power."

I don’t know which old guy stroked his beard and said it meaningfully.

"I'm afraid it's a bit difficult. Even if there is no blood limit, there are 131 holy demons on the opposite side."

"One of the 131 picks, the lineup is still absolutely suppressed."

"It's hard to say, the power of the Holy Body is gradually increasing."

Many people interrupted, and their bodies remained tense.

"You have discovered this time

Chen's blood limit is a bit different from the past."

"Well, I always feel much stronger."

People in the world talk a lot, the younger generation chatters, and the older generation narrows their eyes.

The expressions of the three emperors of heaven, earth, man and man are also profound.

As the cultivator of the heavens said, the blood limit opened by Ye Chen this time is indeed different from the past. His power is purer and he has a kind of divine power blessing, making Ye Chen more demonic and domineering.

boom!

Amid the discussion, the Ninth Holy Demon first attacked, stepped on the void and slapped it with one palm.

Buzz!

Ye Chen did not retreat but advanced, and the demonic evil surging violently waved the Taoist stick in his hand.

puff!

The dark and dull light suddenly appeared, and the viewers were confused.

The picture is even more shocking than I imagined. The ninth holy demon was actually beaten by Ye Chen with one stick.

Boom! Bang! Puff!

Before the spectators could catch their sight, the sounds rang out frequently.

The tenth emperor of the Great Chu showed his power, and he was really overwhelming. He carried his Taoist stick and rushed around, smashing it randomly, without any rules. Every time he swung it out, a holy demon would burst.

Gudong!

I don’t know how many people swallowed, that was a holy demon! The holy demon of the same level as Ye Chen was so domineering before, but now it is so fragile. Except for a limited number of holy demons, no one seems to be able to withstand Ye Chen’s stick.

The scene in the heavens is a little lawless.

It seems that without the blood limit, the holy demons became much more fragile. One by one, one after another, one after another, one was hit by sticks, or one was rumbling out, or the holy body burst. There was no embarrassment, only the more embarrassing.

Boom! Bang! Boom! Boom!

Due to the war, the rumbling sound became stronger and stronger.

Ye Chen was hammered very badly, and one hundred and thirty-one holy demons were hammered even worse.

Ye Chen couldn't stand steadily, and one hundred and thirty-one holy demons were also unable to stand steadily.

His playing style well explains what it means to hurt the enemy by one thousand and hurt one hundred by one.

With the limit of blood flow, he was really crazy, with his hair disheveled, bathed in blood, without any defense, and only attacked and attacked, and fought wherever he went, like a god of war, and like a crazy demon god. Every pore in the holy body was swallowing and spitting the power of blood flow, as if it had burned him into a flame.

It is also a pity that the holy demons are just the body of the law. If they have wiseness, if they can speak, they will curse. This is not a big battle, but this is a heavenly disaster. One person holds a stick and swings it unscrupulously. Whoever comes will be embarrassed.

puff!

Blood suddenly appeared, and Ye Chen's holy body exploded half of it, which made the world's hearts pound.

Even so, the guy ignored it, leaving only half of the holy body, only one hand left, and was still swinging his Taoist sticks all over the sky, one stick after another, and one stick was more domineering than the other. While reshaping his body, he fought against the holy demons.

Below, there was no words, and the viewers were looking straight.

"What a strange heavenly tribulation."

The strongest state of mind is like Di Xuan, and she can't help but murmur.

Strangely, this word is used well. Except for the three emperors, the spectators basically feel this way.

For example, this kind of heavenly tribulation, whoever has not escaped from the sky to survive a certain time limit in the dark.

This guy is better, he has one hundred and thirty-one and has a tough front.

"I'm all embarrassed for the Holy Demon."

The little monkey emperor scratched the monkey's hair, with bright golden eyes. The one who survived the tribulation was no longer the seventh son of his family, he was a complete madman, with blood limits and the fight was called Bajue Wushuang.

"Ye Chen is strong, the Holy Demon is weak."

Ji Ningshuang, who was standing in nothingness, murmured to herself.

This is right.

The two emperors of Tianming saw more clearly. They lost their blood limits, and the power of each saint magic body gradually fell.

Interestingly, if the Holy Demon's aura is weaker, Ye Chen's aura is stronger.

This is a process of one's growth and the other's growth. The holy demons are not so fragile, because their combat power is declining.

Ye Chen's combat power is continuing to grow.

Therefore, the moment Ye Chen opened his blood and continued the limit, it was difficult for the holy demon to have another chance to turn the tables.

Unless the holy demon can reopen the blood limit, the dissipated power may revive.

"The first vein of heavenly tribulation is really unpredictable."

The Emperor of the Underworld smiled, not knowing whether it was a sneer or a relieved smile. The sneer was to the ruthless God, and the relief was to Ye Chen. Although that guy was not very shameless, he was a Jedi Nirvana after all, and he turned the world around.

He couldn't understand the strange changes in the heavenly tribulation.

He couldn't understand, and Taoist ancestors couldn't understand either, because they saw this kind of heavenly tribulation for the first time.

Perhaps it was through the Heavenly Dark Barrier that the two emperors could no longer see so thoroughly.
To be continued...