"Bastard." The demon god son was furious and stared at Ye Chen ferociously. His demon eyes were radiant with light, trying to see through Ye Chen's true appearance, but he failed. Even his bloodline could be recognized.
"Today is also a day to settle old scores." Ye Chen held the mace and twisted his neck fiercely.
"Who are you?" The demon god son shouted. There were too many enemies, and he was not sure which one he was.
"You, carry your exquisite little tower and leave." Ye Chen glanced at the witch god son, and then went straight to the demon god son to kill him. It was time for him to settle the old scores of the past.
"Although I got something for nothing, it's embarrassing." The God of the Witch Clan coughed dryly, but he still consciously accepted the Linglong Little Pagoda. Why didn't he want the treasure given to him for free
He did retreat. As he retreated, he watched the battle in the distance. What he saw was sighing and clicking his tongue.
He didn't know Ye Chen's true identity, but he knew that the guy was very fierce and ignored the magic of the demon god. The demon god couldn't lift his head all the way, and his powerful demon body kept breaking apart.
The Demon Clan God Son felt it most vividly. He possessed many unworldly secrets, but he was like a decoration in front of Ye Chen. Neither his palm prints nor the shadow of his sword were enough to sweep him across with a single stick.
"Damn it." The demon god son gritted his teeth. Knowing that he was no match for Ye Chen, he turned around and ran away.
"Where to go." Ye Chen shouted coldly, and came across the sky, hitting the sky with a stick as heavy as a mountain. The body of the demon god son staggered when he hit it, and the demon body that had just recovered was cracked again.
"Do you really want to fight to the death?" The demon god son roared, his energy and blood boiling, he lifted up the mace, struck an unparalleled blow, and then burned his essence and fled away again.
Ye Chen was too lazy to speak, so he caught up with him and hit him with another blow. The miserable demon god son flew out for the second time, crushing patches of void space along the way, and his whole body was dripping with blood and bones.
The demon god son was driven crazy and activated the forbidden method, but instead of turning around and fighting Ye Chen, he continued to escape. Ye Chen was much stronger than expected and he was not able to compete.
Ye Chen sneered, and kept using Shrink to an Inch. He was extremely fast, chasing and beating all the way.
The son of the Wu Clan, who had not yet gone far, grinned again. Ye Chen's ferocity once again refreshed his bottom line of shock. From the beginning of the fight to this moment, Ye Chen had not even used a secret technique.
"Only over 200 years old, they belong to the younger generation." The God Son of the Wu Clan touched his chin and muttered, "There are only a few God Sons of the Demon Clan who can absolutely crush them in combat power. Which one will it be?"
"You big witch, why are you hiding from me." As he was pondering, an angry voice sounded from behind him. She was covered in black robes, but if she looked closely, she was the goddess of the ancient tribe.
"Nonsense, I didn't hide from you." The witch god son said, and Liu Yan'er disappeared again.
"You..." The goddess of the ancient tribe stamped her feet and followed him, just like dog-skin plaster. She followed wherever the god of the Wu tribe went, as if she came to the ruins to hunt for treasures.
On the other side, the demon god son is still running away, and the mountains behind him are collapsing one after another.
Ye Chen kept chasing after him, and once he caught up, he would be bombarded indiscriminately. The demon son was miserable, and he was almost beaten several times. The majestic demon son didn't even have the courage to fight.
"Who is chasing the son of the demon clan?" The treasure hunters raised their heads and looked sideways, opened their heavenly eyes, and peeked at Ye Chen, but they were all covered by Zhou Tian's secret method and could not see through Ye Chen's identity.
"The Eastern God, the Western God, the Southern Emperor, the Northern Saint, and the Middle Emperor must be one of them." Someone mused, "How powerful the demon clan's gods and sons are in combat. Only those five people have such strength."
"That's hard to say." Many people shook their heads, "The Nine Immortals of the Emperor's Family, the Son of God of the Immortal Clan, and the crazy woman with the Immortal Bloodline can fight equally with the Southern Emperor, and they also have the same strength. Xuanhuang is so powerful. , there are many younger generations who are better than the Demon Clan’s Son of God.”
Along with the discussion, the son of the demon clan fled deep into the depths, followed by Ye Chen, who was extremely fierce.
No one followed to watch the theater. They had seen too much in the past two days. If someone was fighting, they would go and watch. Then there would be no treasure hunt. You beat yours, and we will continue to look for ours.
Not long after, the demon clan god's son fled into a sea of blood, stumbling and dripping with blood. He was really crippled, his energy and blood were depressed, and a lot of the demon light in his body was also annihilated.
"Run! Why don't you run away?" Ye Chen came in after him with a bloody mace.
"Who are you?" The demon god's eyes were blood red, and he was chased all the way by Ye Chen. Even now, he doesn't know who Ye Chen is. Even if he dies, he must at least die and understand it!
"What do you think?" Ye Chen smiled and came directly to kill, Ling Tian hit the demon clan god son with a stick.
However, before he could land the stick, he saw an incomparable divine light coming from one direction.
Ye Chen frowned, suddenly stopped his hand, stepped back, and held the mace in front of him to block.
That incomparable divine light hit the mace impartially, the sound was as clear and crisp as the collision of metal, and sparks flew out. The mace was knocked away, and Ye Chen flew out with it.
When he stopped, Ye Chen spurted out a mouthful of blood. He narrowed his eyes and stared at a sea of blood. It seemed that he could see through the sea of blood and see an old man in blood robe at the deepest part.
"Quasi-Emperor." Ye Chen frowned again. Although the blood-robed old man was suppressed to the level of Quasi-Saint at this moment, in the realm outside the ruins, he was a genuine Quasi-Emperor, which was extremely terrifying.
"Even if he is a quasi-emperor, his cultivation is suppressed, and he cannot be so strong." Ye Chen murmured.
In Da Chu, he could kill the emperor after he reached the perfection of Quan Tian. And this ancient ruins are very similar to Da Chu. They are also in the state of suppression. So what about the Quasi Emperor, he can still kill him, and the old man in the blood robe who is in the sea of blood is like a It was ridiculously strong, and he was beaten to the point of vomiting blood with one blow.
In the end, he discovered the clue, which was the bloody sea under his feet.
This sea of blood is extraordinary. There is an ancient magic circle on the bottom of the sea, and it is still running at this moment, gathering power, and the old man in blood robe is sitting in the center of the ancient magic circle.
In other words, the blood-robed old man whose cultivation was suppressed to the point of being a quasi-saint possesses the combat power of a holy king.
Ye Chen chose to retreat. If he were in the blood sea, he would not be afraid of the opponent, but the old man in blood robes had preempted the situation and was sitting in the center of the magic circle. With the blessing of mysterious power, he was definitely unable to fight.
"One day, I will tear off your mask." Seeing Ye Chen retreat, the demon god son smiled ferociously, as if he knew who the old man in blood robe was in the sea of blood. With his support, Ye Chen could not destroy him. , the opponent cannot handle the holy king level combat power.
"One day, I will kill you with my own hands." Ye Chen snorted coldly and withdrew from the sea of blood. Before leaving, he did not forget to take a look at the old man in blood robe. He must have something to do with the demon clan.
After leaving the sea of blood, Ye Chen wandered outside for a long time. After suffering a big loss, he would not leave easily. Once the demon clan god son and the old man in blood robes bleed into the sea of blood, he would not hesitate to pounce on them.
However, after waiting for a long time, he did not see the old man in blood-robed clothes come out, nor did the demon god son enter the sea of blood, unable to shrink out. This made him helpless, so he had to turn around and leave.
The sky was approaching dawn, and instead of being less crowded, there were more people in the ruins. Ye Chen walked all the way and saw no less than ten quasi-emperor level figures, let alone those at the great sage level.
These people are all relics of the recent advance. After coming in, they caused a lot of blood disasters. They have strong fighting power and can be said to be unscrupulous. Many younger generations have suffered blood disasters.
However, they are not invincible. You must know that those who dare to enter this ruins are all extremely ferocious. At the same level of cultivation, many elders have been killed. The most shocking one is a quasi-emperor who claims to be superior, but is stunned. He was beaten to death by a bunch of beasts.
Ye Chen was one of those beasts. An old quasi-emperor was hunted down by him all over the ruins. Although he escaped in the end, this incident made the other quasi-emperors a lot more honest.
A bunch of beasts have proven with their strength, don't be too crazy when you come here. I don't care if you are a great sage or a quasi-emperor outside, but when you come to this ancient ruins, you have to lie down and stop making trouble.
Night fell again, Ye Chen traveled through the mountains and forests and set foot on a vast land.
This land is pitch black, even the mountains and rivers are black. The entire vast demonic land is barren of grass and exudes the aura of prehistoric times. It is ancient and heavy, giving people a sense of depression.
Ye Chen stood quietly on the edge of the scorched earth, his brows furrowed. He was extremely sure that he had seen this demonic land before, and the scene where the five small demonic cauldrons were intertwined was exactly the same.
Facts have proved that he was right, because the five small magic cauldrons he sealed in the storage bag were all humming violently, with strong magic light, and they were all trying to break away from the seal.
In the end, the five little devil cauldrons broke the seal on their own, and flew out of the storage bag together, like five devil lights, across the sky, heading straight into the depths, their speed reaching the extreme.
Ye Chen chased all the way until he stopped in the center of the demonic land. There was an ancient altar there. There were five ancient copper pillars around the altar, and the five small demonic cauldrons each hung on the ancient copper pillars, with magic light. Manifestation stirred up the magic patterns carved on the copper pillars.
The altar trembled violently, and an ancient magic circle appeared. It could be said that it was a magic circle, but it was more like a dark whirlpool with extremely strong engulfing power. Ye Chen had just fallen down and was pulled into the whirlpool.