Ye Chen ignored the crowds of people in the sky and raised his hand to bring the crucified baby to him and put it in the arms of the purple-haired woman so that she could hold the baby and go on the road.
She is from her hometown, she fought a bloody battle more than two hundred years ago, and she also protected the people behind her.
He died in battle at Nantianmen in his previous life, but he was buried in Nantian City in this life. They were both in Nantian, but in a foreign country. Even until his death, he had not unlocked the memory block, and even until his death, he did not know his so-called hometown.
He turned around and looked around silently, his expression calm and without any emotion.
He didn't need to ask, just glanced at them and knew which race these people were from. Their origins were as hot as the sun, and they were from the Golden Crow tribe, and there were also Kunpeng tribe among them.
"It's not a good idea to go anywhere, but we have to come to Nantian Ancient City." One of the silver-robed old men smiled faintly, revealing two rows of white fangs, "Since we're here, there's no need to leave today."
Without saying a word, Ye Chen took a step forward, disappeared instantly, and reappeared behind the silver-robed old man.
The silver-robed old man's expression suddenly changed. With his saintly eyesight, he could not find any trace of Ye Chen. The same was true for others. Ye Chen's movements were so fast that they could not catch him.
Without thinking much, the silver-robed old man immediately retreated, but it was still too late. Ye Chen had already stepped forward without any weapons. He grabbed the silver-robed old man's spirit with one hand and tore it alive.
"He is not an ordinary saint. Let's work together to kill him." The leader, an old man in golden robes from the Golden Crow tribe and an old man in purple robes from the Kunpeng tribe, both of whom were at the same level of cultivation and were both quasi-saint kings, shouted angrily.
Under the order, everyone present moved. The weakest ones were also at the peak of the Imperial Realm. Among them were many quasi-sages and old saints, either with magical powers or secret techniques, overwhelmingly pressing towards Ye Chen.
Ye Chen resisted with his body, and the Red Sky Sword appeared in his hand. He swept across the sword with unparalleled power. Except for the two quasi-saint kings, no one could stop his sword. The sky was filled with rain of blood.
"Come together." The Golden Crow Quasi-Saint King coldly scolded and came from the sky. His brows were filled with divine light, and a golden light treasure seal rushed out. It was a holy king-level magic weapon. His divine power revived and he pressed forward from the air.
The Chaos Divine Cauldron rushed out of the divine sea. There was no fairy light blooming. It was simple and natural. It directly collided with the golden light treasure seal. It was smashed into pieces with one blow, and the fragments of the magic weapon were also swallowed up by it.
The magical weapon of his destiny was shattered, and the Golden Crow Quasi-Saint King was injured. He stepped back, spitting out blood, but his eyes were full of disbelief. Ye Chen was stronger than he expected.
"Kill." The quasi-sage king Kunpeng shouted loudly, and the attack was coming. The magical weapon hanging on his head was a bit strange. It was actually an iron bucket. It was very ancient and was made of special immortal iron. This magical weapon, It is also at the quasi-Saint King level, much more powerful than the golden ancient seal.
Ye Chen was swallowed into the iron barrel on the spot, and the killing prohibition and sealing prohibition imprinted in it were revived. The power of destruction was raging, trying to seal Ye Chen's body and kill his soul.
"No matter how strong you are, you are only a saint after all." Kunpeng, the Quasi-Saint King, said coldly. He was very confident in his own magical weapon. Even if the Quasi-Saint King was swallowed, he would not be able to escape.
"Kunpengge Lao took action, and he was able to capture it." The Golden Crow Quasi-Saint King and everyone present laughed and secretly breathed a sigh of relief, "If my fellow Taoist hadn't been here, we would have suffered heavy losses."
"It takes a little effort." Quasi-Saint King Kunpeng stroked his beard, looking like a senior.
However, as soon as he finished speaking, his iron barrel began to vibrate violently, and then a big hole was blasted out by a golden fist. A golden dragon leaped out from inside, and Ye Chen came out with the iron barrel method. Although the weapon is strong, it's still a bit weak to block him.
The Quasi-Saint King Kunpeng's expression changed, and he suffered backlash, and blood bleeded from the corner of his mouth. The others also changed their expressions. They knew the tyranny of the iron barrel, but they could not seal the saint Ye Chen.
In a moment of shock, Ye Chen had opened up the world of chaos and sealed the four sides. People present were pressed down into the sky in pieces. Unable to withstand the pressure of the world of chaos, they turned into blood mist.
Then there was a sky-swallowing whirlpool. The blood, blood, soul, and origin of those who were crushed and killed were all swallowed up by Ye Chen, and were directly refined and became the nourishment of the holy body.
The Chaos Cauldron was not idle either. With the mouth of the cauldron facing down, a whirlpool appeared, and the magic weapons scattered in all directions, whether they were holy soldiers or quasi-holy soldiers, were swallowed by it and became the nourishment of the cauldron body.
In just three breaths, except for the two quasi-saint kings, everyone else was killed without exception.
Ye Chen's evil spirit was overwhelming, and he stared at the Golden Crow Quasi-Saint King and Kunpeng Quasi-Saint King. His expression was still calm, and there was no emotion. The more he showed this expression, the more terrifying he became.
"Holy Holy Body, he is Holy Body." The two quasi-holy kings took a step back, their eyes highlighted and pupils tightened, as if they had recognized Ye Chen's identity from the world of chaos.
They couldn't believe it, and they couldn't believe that the ancient holy body, which had been destroyed in the ancient forest three days ago, was still alive in the world. He was still alive. He had once again deceived the world.
"Let's go." The two of them worked together to create a teleportation array. They stepped on it in no particular order and activated the array frantically. They wanted to escape in this way without any intention of fighting.
They have already seen how powerful the Holy Body is. Although it is at the saint level, it is comparable to the hard steel of the Holy King.
Ye Chen did not pursue him, but he used the secret method of changing the sky and changing the earth, and switched places with the Golden Crow Quasi-Saint King. In other words, those on the teleportation array became Ye Chen and Kunpeng Quasi-Saint King.
Ye Chen suddenly appeared on the battlefield, and the quasi-sage king Kunpeng was shocked. He had forgotten that Ye Chen knew the secret method of changing places with others, and accidentally let Ye Chen take advantage of it.
The formation platform shattered, crushed by Ye Chen's foot, and Kunpeng Quasi-Saint King was thrown away by his palm.
The escape formation was cut off, and the two quasi-holy kings instantly came together, turned around and fled.
Ye Chen shrank down to kill with one step, his golden hand was like a magic sword, Ling Tian slashed the quasi-saint king Kunpeng into pieces with bloody bones, half of his divine body was turned into flesh and blood, and his shape was extremely terrifying.
How could the Golden Crow Quasi-Saint King dare to rescue him? He fled for his life, burning his essence, and his speed increased dramatically.
Ye Chen did not chase him, but crushed the physical body of the Quasi-Saint King Kunpeng with one palm, forcing his soul to leave his body. When a Quasi-Saint King's soul left his body, it lost its advantage and could not escape his destruction.
After beheading the Quasi-Saint King, he took the blood-stained killing sword and chased the Golden Crow Quasi-Saint King through the sky.
Seeing Ye Chen chasing after him, the Golden Crow Quasi-Saint King did not dare to stop at all. After refining his energy, he burned the power of his soul again, and his escape speed climbed to the highest peak since he was practicing Taoism, like a divine light.
But Ye Chen was faster, three or five of them shrunk to the ground to catch up, raised the red sky, and slashed down Ling Tian.
The Golden Crow Quasi-Saint King was injured, and a bloody gouge was cut on his back. Through the wound, you can still see the dazzling spine. Thanks to his profound knowledge, otherwise he would have been chopped alive on the spot.
"I will fight with you." The Golden Crow Quasi-Saint King shouted violently, with a crazy look on his face, and sacrificed his blood to the soul. His combat power was close to that of a holy king. Immortal light overflowed from his body, and he rushed out one after another, each with a magic weapon wrapped around it. , there were hundreds of them, they were all urged by him to slash towards Ye Chen.
The Chaos Cauldron rushed forward and became as huge as a mountain. It could be said that the cauldron stood tall on the sky and the earth. The cauldron's body trembled violently. The energy of chaos surged and the Dao of Chaos surrounded it, crushing hundreds of magic weapons into flying ash.
The Golden Crow Quasi-Saint King suffered a backlash, his flesh and body burst apart, and half of his head was turned into plasma on the spot.
Ye Chen came, standing in the sky, the killing sword in his hand still dripping blood, Ling Tian looked down at him.
"Spare me, these are all orders from the prince. He is searching for your old friend everywhere. He would rather kill a thousand than one." The Golden Crow Quasi-Saint King was afraid, with fear on his face. The powerful Quasi-Saint King actually It was lying on the ground, like a dog, begging for life.
I would rather kill a thousand, but not one. Fortunately, the Golden Crow Prince won the prize this time. There are indeed Ye Chen's old friends, or relatives, and close relatives from his hometown in Nantian City.
Ye Chen was silent, only raising his hand slightly, Ling Tian pressed it on the head of the Golden Crow Quasi-Saint King, activated the mysterious search method, powerfully searched for souls, ignored the Golden Crow Quasi-Saint King's divine sea restrictions, and deprived him of his memory.
The Golden Crow Quasi-Saint King roared in pain, the divine sea roared, his head exploded, and his body turned into blood mist.
The screams disappeared without knowing when, another quasi-saint king perished, and the power of the soul was swallowed up.
Ye Chen left, not in the Western Desert, but in the hinterland of the Southern Territory. The sky and the earth were covered with ice. "Xuan'er, Ling'er, wait for me for a while, and I will seek justice for them." Read the latest chapter Please follow WeChat ID: rdww444