"Quasi-Saint Weapon?" The Holy King of the Monster Clan changed his expression and looked at the bloody Burning Silence Sword in Ye Chen's hand in disbelief. He couldn't believe that there was actually a quasi-emperor weapon in Ye Chen's hand.
Moreover, he knew that quasi-emperor weapon, it was the sword of Ancestor Fen Ji. The demon clan had good relations with Ancestor Fen Ji. He was lucky enough to have seen the Fen Ji sword, which was a divine weapon with an outstanding reputation.
In the past, Ancestor Fenji also entered the ancient ruins. I heard from the prince of the demon clan that Ancestor Fenji saved his life in the ruins. As for the one who chased and killed his prince, it was the Holy Body.
After the accident happened at the ruins, many descendants came out, but they could not see the ancestor Fenji. Now, seeing the quasi-emperor soldiers of the ancestor Fenji here, how could the Holy King of the Monster Clan not be surprised.
"What is your relationship with Ancestor Fenji?" The Holy King of the Monster Clan shouted, staring at Ye Chen.
"It doesn't matter." Ye Chen smiled leisurely and walked forward step by step. His aura blended with that of the Quasi-Emperor Sword. The murderous aura and evil aura intertwined, making up for his lack of cultivation and increasing his combat power.
He had no enmity with the ancestor Fenji, but that guy wanted to get involved in the grudge between him and the demon prince. In the sea of blood in the ruins, if the ancestor Fenji hadn't intervened, the demon prince would have been wiped out long ago.
It was precisely because of this that he forcibly killed Ancestor Fen Ji in the ruins. Although he did not get his quasi-emperor body, he did get his quasi-emperor killing sword, which was indeed a terrifying and fierce weapon.
"Oh my God, the quasi-emperor soldiers." People from all directions were frightened at the sight, and they all retreated to dodge. The weak monks turned pale in fright and could not withstand the pressure of the quasi-emperor soldiers.
"This is a fight outside the city. If we were inside, Mercy City would probably have been razed to the ground." Many people were afraid that the quasi-emperor's soldiers were too powerful and could be said to destroy the world.
"The person who is a quasi-emperor soldier, wearing a black robe and a ghost mask, definitely has a background." The old guys pondered one after another, "If you don't have a deep foundation, you don't dare to fight against the demon clan."
"Who are you?" In the midst of the discussion, the Holy King of the Monster Clan came over and made a seal, shouting loudly.
"Guess." Ye Chen showed his snow-white teeth and looked harmless, but his move was unambiguous. With a sword that reached the sky, he was so domineering that the healed sky collapsed again.
The Saint King of the Monster Clan had a face like ice. He knew that the quasi-emperor soldiers were overbearing and did not want to fight hard. He moved his magical power to avoid it, and then his palm print was like a magic sword, and with a palm that hit the sky, the sky exploded.
Ye Chen was not invincible. His holy body was already stiff. He flipped his Nine Paths and Eight Desolations fists and knocked back the Holy King of the Demon Race. Before the opponent could stabilize his body, another overbearing sword came and the Holy King of the Demon Race was bleeding.
"Okay, very good." The Holy King of the Demon Race disheveled his hair, smiled ferociously, his dead eyes turned blood red, and there was a fiery light blooming, trying to kill Ye Chen and seize the quasi-emperor's weapon.
But seeing that there was a divine mark between his eyebrows, which was a forbidden method of the demon clan, his combat power instantly increased.
The Holy King has moved the forbidden law, how terrifying it is, the evil spirit fills the night, and even the stars in the vast sky are covered.
Ye Chen's expression remained unchanged, he stepped forward and started to attack directly. The Nine Paths and Eight Desolations were executed with the quasi-emperor's weapons. With one sword, the sky and the earth were eclipsed, the power was devastating, and there was a Tao evolved in it.
The Holy King of the Monster Race opened the forbidden method. He thought he could show off his skills, but he was overthrown.
Screams rang out, but they did not come from this side, but from Kui Niu's side. The two remaining quasi-saint kings of the demon clan were beaten into a pile, and the soul escaped and asked for help from the holy king.
However, how could Kui Niu and the others let go? One was more fierce than the other, and the other was more fierce than the other. They were both killed by the Yuan Mysterious Technique inherited by the clan, and they were chopped into ashes.
The Holy King of the Monster Race was furious and transformed into his true form, which was a black dragon as big as a mountain. His scales glowed with an icy cold light, and his eyes were full of violence and bloodthirsty.
Hey!
Kui Niu and others gave up, and the six of them rushed in, surrounding them in all directions, amplifying their moves in a desperate manner, one set after another without stopping, each one a killing technique.
roll!
The Holy King of the Monster Race roared, the dragon's body swung, and crushed the sky. Kui Niu and others were thrown over.
The Little Ape King and the Earth Martial Bear were okay. The weaker Immortal King Crane and Bei Mingyu almost had their bodies exploded by a blow from the Holy King, so they temporarily withdrew from the battle.
Kui Niu and the others fucked fiercely, and Ye Chen fucked even harder. The nine gods were united into one, approaching the soul of the demon race. Their bodies were powerful, but the soul was able to cover the door with every hit, and every hit was accurate.
Sure enough, the Holy King level was also severely damaged, unable to withstand the nine divine wounds, and the divine sea buzzed with the blow.
Ye Chen showed off his power, carrying the quasi-emperor sword and jumping on the descendant of the demon clan's holy king with the dragon body. Without saying any nonsense, he slashed with his sword, one sword after another without stopping.
Kui Niu, Dadi Wuxiong, and Little Ape Emperor, who had recovered their strength, came up from three sides to kill them again. Although they did not have quasi-emperor soldiers, they had domineering secrets that they had inherited and were very fierce.
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The Holy King of the Demon Clan was miserable. Although his body was huge, he was covered in blood gouges one after another.
Even though he was a holy king, he could not resist being beaten by ordinary beasts. His body was fucked to pieces again and again, and healed again and again. But then, he was fucked even worse one after another.
Blood poured down like rain, everything was pitch black, shining with a demonic light, dyeing the heaven and earth pitch black.
The monks from all directions grinned and clicked their tongues as they looked at it. This was the first time they had seen such a lawless scene. "Where did these monsters come from? They are saint kings, but they can't hold their heads up."
"They all have the capital to fight beyond the level. When did the Western Desert have so many monster-level descendants?"
"Especially the one holding the Quasi-Emperor Sword, his combat power is simply terrifying." Someone lamented, "With such strength, he can stand shoulder to shoulder with Xizun. I don't know who is weaker."
"Facts have proved that this generation has completely crushed the previous generation." The older monks felt powerless. Even a holy king was beaten to the point where he could not lift his head. What else could they say.
Under the gaze of everyone, the Holy King of the Monster Race knelt down. His soul was injured and his dragon head was chopped off by Ye Chen. His huge dragon body was smashed to pieces by the little ape emperor. Kui Niu and Earth Warrior Bear were both beasts. , it was torn into pieces, the dragon's blood spurted out, and the scene was very spectacular.
This guy's vitality is also considered tenacious. He escaped from the soul, burned the pure power of the soul, and escaped at a very fast speed. There was no lofty look in his eyes anymore, just like a bereaved dog.
He wanted to escape, but Ye Chen and the others didn't dare to chase him all the way, as fast as the light.
"Do you really want to fight to the death?" The Holy King of the Monster Race roared, but he did not dare to stop at all.
"Now I know I'm cowarded. What were you doing before?" The little ape emperor yelled and chased me the fiercest. "You still want my iron rod. If you rebel against me, you won't be able to beat me and you still want to run away. There's no way."
"The prince of your family bullied the seventh son of my family. Let's settle all the old and new grudges today." Kui Niu was not slow either. His battle ax was dark, unparalleled in dominance, and his eyes were full of cold light.
The Holy King of the Monster Race was frightened, and once again burned the power of his soul, he fled all the way, regretting it endlessly.
In fact, it was not the quasi-holy king of the demon clan who wanted the iron rod of the Little Ape King, but him, the holy king. The quasi-holy king was just doing things for him, and it was only because the iron rod was too extraordinary.
Who would have thought that without buying the iron rod, it would attract a group of beasts, all of them extremely fierce. Their lineup of a Saint King and three Quasi-Saint Kings would actually face the end of being wiped out by the group.
"Don't run away, you can't escape." Ye Chen was the fastest, shrinking three to five inches into one step, and stepped across the misty sky, blocking the escape path of the demon clan saint king.
Then came the overbearing sword. The Holy King of the Monster Race, who was only in the state of his soul, was very happy on the spot.
The rumbling sound dissipated since then. Ye Chen did not kill the Holy King of the Demon Clan, but sealed him into the cauldron.
After doing this, the seven people turned around and disappeared. The noise they made was too big, and it would inevitably attract the attention of everyone. If their identities were exposed and the news spread back to the Southern Territory, they would be wanted by thousands of people.
Not to mention, many of the monks who had been watching the battle did come after him. They wanted to take a look at the final scene of the Holy King, but they were not fast enough. They chased him all the way, but no one disappeared after chasing him.
Late at night, in a vast stretch of mountains, a bonfire was brightly lit, and a few beasts set up a large iron pot. The meat in the iron pot was full of aroma, and the stew was dragon meat. Every piece was a great tonic.
"Come on, let's divide the spoils." A group of people gathered in front of a pile of treasures. The little ape emperor was very conscious and threw many pills to Xian Wanghe and the others, "Ma Liu, take it and heal the wounds."
"Holy King's treasure, there are quite a few." Dadi Wuxiong smiled and said consciously. As he spoke, an extraordinary magic weapon had been taken away, followed by the Origin Stone.
Ye Chen characteristically collected several treasures, and finally held a wanted order in his hand.
There was a person on the wanted notice, more specifically a male cultivator, with a handsome appearance, eyes as deep as stars, and a cold look between his brows that was very frightening.
This man looked familiar at first glance, but upon closer inspection, he looked familiar. He looked the same as Xiao Chensheng, the son of the War King, in the past. His facial contour, temperament, and eyes were all the same.
"Eighty percent is a reincarnated person." Ye Chen murmured softly, took out the Yuanshen with the reputation of the demon clan, and said coldly, "What is the origin of this person who is wanted by the demon clan, and why are he wanted?"