The discussion was in full swing, and the gods, sons, goddesses, princes and princesses all over the sky were fighting fiercely. .org
The whole place was in complete chaos and became a scene of gang fights.
The battle was not small, and bloody scenes were frequent. Blood rained down, dyeing the sky red and covering it with hemoglobin.
Many people looked in the direction of Lingshan Mountain and saw Venerable Sakyamuni from a long distance away. He was also one of the spectators.
Among so many people, he should be the most embarrassed.
, The four sides gave me face, but before the lecture started, a group of bastards outside the mountain started to fight, and it was not just one or two, it was a group, and the fight was a group fight, and the fight was a group fight.
Venerable Sakyamuni smiled. Although he was a quasi-emperor, he was still not angry. He watched the battle with peace of mind, feeling pleased and amazed at the same time.
"Honorable Sir, it is better to stop it by force." A Buddha stepped forward, his meditation path was unsteady, and there was an angry look on his face.
"No, just wait and see." Sakyamuni waved his hand and smiled.
"See, another holy body has been destroyed." When the two of them were talking, a group of old guys gathered together, each with their hands in their hands, their eyes were shining, and they were hissing and smacking their tongues.
What they looked at was a bloody mist. The domineering Ye Chen smashed the son of a god with a stick, and the soul was also extinguished.
So far, he has destroyed more than a dozen sons of gods.
But the Sons of God and the others have perseverance, and the enemies of the Holy Body also come one after another.
At this moment, whoever still paid attention to the cry for help from the demon clan god son rushed towards the holy body, hoping to take advantage of this day to kill the enemy.
"My dear mother, what is going on?" The noise was so loud that even Yanlong, who was in seclusion in the cauldron, was awakened. He lay at the mouth of the cauldron and looked out with a shocked expression.
"What else can happen? I'm just having fun wherever I go!" Ye Chen shook his head helplessly, raised his hand and gave another domineering blow.
"Eh?" Yanlong exclaimed, and saw Xiao Chen showing off his power not far away, "Is that... the son of the War King?"
"As you said." Ye Chen said casually, "It was to protect him from killing the demon clan god son that he got involved in this melee."
"That's how it is." Yanlong smiled, "There is one more person from my hometown. Just like in the previous life, he is as worthy of the title of King of War."
As he spoke, he stared at the heavens in all directions and kept clicking his tongue, "It's a rare sight in a hundred years to see so many monster-level geniuses coming together to fight in a group."
"You can recognize so many monsters in the Southern Territory."
"Don't underestimate me. Yawen Romance.org" Yan Long curled his lips, "I'm the best at recognizing people. I can recognize everyone in Xuanhuang Ranking."
"Oh?" Ye Chen, who was so excited, became interested, "Then you can tell me who is fighting Nan Di."
"Three eyes with blood and hair, there is no doubt that he is a bloodstain." Yanlong said immediately, "That is a ruthless character. His ancestor is a blood demon who refines blood and practices Taoism. He likes special bloodline the most. You should be careful about him in the future. There was once a holy body, but in his later years he was refined by the Blood Demon, and his end was extremely miserable."
"There are such secrets." Ye Chen couldn't help but frown, daring to refine the blood of the holy body, which made him look coldly at Xue Shangzi.
"Needless to say, that little girl is the Nine Immortals of the Di Family, the youngest saint in Xuanhuang and even the entire universe." Yanlong continued talking, glancing at the Little Nine Immortals, "80% of those who fight him will It’s Tiancan from the realm of gods.”
"Divine Realm?" Ye Chen raised his eyebrows, "What's the origin?"
"A branch of the prehistoric god clan, his bloodline is even stronger than the god son of the god clan." Yan Long said slowly, "The technique of this bloodline is very strange, innate fusion."
"Innate Fusion Dao, this technique is a bit scary." Ye Chen sighed, "Being able to fight with the Nine Immortals of the Emperor on equal terms, he is indeed a ruthless character, quite defiant."
"Be careful, the one who is attacking is the Son of God of the Burying Heaven Clan." Yanlong reminded, "Don't be hit by his sword."
Without his reminder, Ye Chen had already swung his war spear.
The one who attacked him was the purple-robed young man from before. He was indeed very strong. The killing sword in his hand was a terrifying divine weapon.
"The ancient holy body, the fruit of blood is wonderful." The Burial God Son smiled faintly, licking the scarlet red, revealing his white teeth.
With one strike of his sword, he cut out another dazzling immortal river.
Ye Chen didn't think so, he blasted the immortal river with a stick, turned his hand and combined the nine eight desolate fists into one, driving away the Son of Burial God.
He has never underestimated this guy. His combat prowess is on par with the Immortal God's Son, and he is on the same level as the Blood Slayer and Tiancan.
The most important thing is that he has never heard of the name of Burying Heaven before. Now that he has seen it, he can't help but sigh again at the mysterious wilderness of Crouching Tigers, Hidden Dragons. This holy land of monks is really full of talented people.
While he was speaking, the Son of Heaven Burying God had raised his hand, with one finger of divine light that could destroy everything, carrying the power that could penetrate everything.
Ye Chen also raised his hand, and the nine Taixu fingers and the Six Meridians magical power instantly merged, tit for tat, and crushed the Heaven-Burying Finger.
Then, he suddenly turned around and knocked away the attacking god son with one palm. The demon god son who was about to sneak attack from the side also failed to escape his fate and was knocked over by him with a stick.
The Demon Son of God and the Son of Soul Clan came together to kill him again, working together to activate an ancient bronze mirror to ban Ye Chen.
Although the bronze mirror was strong, it was unable to withstand Ye Chen's blow and it cracked on the spot.
The Demon Son of God and the Son of Soul Clan were also attacked by the backlash. They were staggering back on both sides, their bodies stained with blood, and they were all in a miserable state.
After killing these four people, the war spear in Ye Chen's hand buzzed and became as thick as an arm. He swept it out with a stick like an animal, and the sons of gods he killed flew out in pieces.
Although they are all monster-level geniuses, not all of them have the fighting power of the Son of Burying God. Those with weak fighting power will naturally suffer.
Speaking of the Son of Burial God, that guy was planning another big move.
Ye Chen sneered, wielding his stick, and attacked Domineering Wushuang.
The fight between the two was the most ferocious. Ye Chen's holy body was injured for the first time. It was a gift from the burial god, and he was almost chopped to death with a sword.
"Is that the Northern Saint?" Ye Chen had an earth-shattering fight with Zhan Tian, but Yan Long was not worried at all. He stared at the Northern Saint and was dazzled by the sight, "He's running around all over the sky, what are you doing?"
"The person who can make her like this is probably the Divine Body of Nirvana." Yanlong muttered, "Well, that's him."
After averting his gaze, the guy glanced elsewhere in Xu Tian, grinning constantly. All the gods, sons and goddesses of the nine ancient tribes were there, as well as the princes and princesses of the five major royal families in the Southern Region.
There are also the Northern Saint, the Son of Phoenix, the Nine Immortals of the Imperial Family, the Son of the Soul Clan, the Son of the Demonic God, Kui Niu, the Son of Blood Shang, the Son of Burying Heaven, Tian Can, and Feng Xian'er, all of whom are top-notch.
He was very good at recognizing people, which seemed to be a strange talent.
He recognized all the people who participated in the war, including those who did not participate in the war, such as Xizun and Zhonghuang, as well as the evildoers who were not showy but were ruthless characters. He was able to identify them all.
Regrettably, he did not see Dongshen. It would have been more lively if she were also present, and the five great monsters of Xuanhuang would have gathered together.
It really echoes the words of the world. It has become a rule that the Ancient Holy Body is noisy wherever it goes, and it becomes more and more popular every time.
Finally, he looked towards Xiao Chen. This battle started because of him. It seemed that he would be the first to end the battle.
The son of the demon clan, who has become flesh and blood, is still crying for help.
However, no one paid attention to him, and his physical body was crushed by Xiao Chen. Only his soul was left to run away, not daring to fight anymore.
"Where to go." Xiao Chen shouted loudly, took a step forward, Ling Tian's palm was as big as a mountain, and suppressed the demon clan god son on the spot.
"The demon clan will not let you go." The demon clan god son roared.
"You need to know that the so-called blood debt must be paid with blood." Xiao Chen snorted coldly, and the power of annihilation quickly gathered in his palm.
"No... no no..." The eyes of the demon god son stood out, full of fear, and he had seen the gates of hell.
He was unwilling to give in. He still had great ambitions and an unfinished imperial path. The prince of the demon clan could not just die like this.
However, his unwillingness could not resist the power of destruction.
When he was on the verge of life and death, he, who was so high above, truly understood what regret was, and regretted whether he should have massacred the people of Lichuan, and even offended the war body, and suffered a terrible end.
Xiao Chen showed no mercy, and wiped out the demon prince's soul with one palm, and sent him directly to the road to hell.
The most difficult-to-kill demon clan god son, at this moment, completely turned into the dust of history. His pride, his ambition, and his hatred also disappeared with his death.
The onlookers lamented that the prince of a large family was wiped out like this, which not only made people lament that this world is very cruel.
The son of the demon clan has been destroyed, and Xiao Chen comes to help Ye Chen with a halberd. His divine eyes are like torches, and his evil aura reaches the sky, like a god of war.
The thunder fighting body was unparalleled in dominance. As soon as it joined the battle, it killed a clan of gods and made everyone gasp in shock.
"Thank you." When he reached Ye Chen's side, Xiao Chen said sincerely. If Ye Chen hadn't given his full help this time, he wouldn't have been able to kill the son of the demon clan. This was a huge kindness.
"Brothers, you and me are out of touch." Ye Chen swept over a god's son with a stick, his blood rose, and he twisted his neck fiercely, "Since your great revenge has been avenged, I will not hold back any more."
As soon as he finished speaking, the war spear in his hand turned into divine light and returned to his sleeve.
At the same time, a red killing sword appeared in his hand.
That was the Burning Silence Sword, a genuine quasi-emperor divine weapon. It clanged and moved, the sword energy overflowed, and every ray was extinguished.
"Quasi-Emperor Divine Weapon." Xiao Chen was surprised and couldn't believe it.
"Let's start." Ye Chen smiled and stepped out. For the first time, he turned from defense to attack, and the holy power swept the sky and the earth.
The first one to suffer was the Demon Son of God. He was slashed by his sword and flew away. The god's body split open and Demon's blood spurted out.
Thanks to his profound knowledge, and also thanks to Ye Chen's inability to exert the peak power of the Quasi-Emperor Sword, otherwise he would probably have been chopped alive.
"Quasi-Emperor's Arms, he has Quasi-Emperor's Arms." The Evil God Son roared, and before he could say the second sentence, he spat out blood.
"Fen Ji Sword?" The Demon Son of God didn't need to scream. The Son of God who rushed forward also recognized the sword in Ye Chen's hand. The ancestor of Fen Ji had an outstanding reputation for evil, how could he not recognize his sword.
"How could Ancestor Fenji's sword be in his hand?"
"What do you think?" Ye Chen showed two rows of snow-white teeth, smiling a little scary, and slashed out with a sword, sweeping across the sky.
Blood spurted out, and many people flew away due to this sword. Those with weak cultivation had their bodies turned into blood mist on the spot, while those with weak combat power could not even save their souls and were wiped out on the spot.