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"Senior, save me." Taoist Zhiyang stumbled over, grabbed the life-saving straw, and begged with all his strength.
However, the old man fishing, Quan-di, ignored his plea, as if he was deaf.
Ye Chen came up with his sword and looked indifferent. He glanced at the old man and then slashed away the Taoist Zhiyang with his sword.
"Senior, are you really going to die without saving me?" Zhiyang roared.
However, instead of getting a reply from the old man, he received a sword strike from Ye Chen, and his whole body was chopped off, breaking more than a dozen mountains along the way before he fell down and lost his human form again.
Ye Chen flew across the sky and continued to chase, his evil aura was cold.
Then came the spectators. When they passed by the old man, they all bowed their hands in salute with expressions full of awe.
"Even a quasi-emperor didn't dare to mind his own business." The spectators clicked their tongues, "Is Ye Chen so scary?"
"It's so damn embarrassing." After everyone left, the old man quasi-emperor curled his lips and rubbed his brows fiercely.
He was not afraid of Ye Chen, but afraid of Tianxu.
The Great Sage could see that Ye Chen was carrying Chen Zhan's sacred bones. As a quasi-emperor, how could he see this secret.
Tianxu saved Ye Chen and gave him the sacred bones of Chen Zhan. This is enough to explain everything. It doesn't matter if he offends Ye Chen. If he offends the restricted area, God knows what nonsense will happen.
"Save me." Zhiyang's roar echoed throughout the sky.
However, no one responded to his plea for help.
Three great saints were dead and one quasi-emperor did not dare to intervene easily. No one dared to come forward unless they wanted to die.
However, Zhiyang, who was just a little short of being a quasi-emperor, was really fast and couldn't run very fast.
Ye Chen chased and slashed him all the way, but was stunned that he couldn't capture it.
Things changed later, and Ye Chen also tried his best, burning his essence, speeding up sharply, catching up with force, and slashing with his sword.
Taoist Zhiyang's back was cut open, and his spine was exposed. He flew more than 800 feet away and was almost chopped alive.
"I will fight with you." Taoist Zhiyang's eyes were full of madness, and he sacrificed his origin, and his combat power increased dramatically in an instant.
He sacrificed the copper furnace, which was his natal magic weapon.
Ye Chen snorted coldly, and with the power of the holy bone, he poured the Quasi-Emperor Sword into it, slashing the Immortal River with one move, and instantly shattered the copper furnace.
puff!
Taoist Zhiyang spurted blood, suffered a backlash, and flew out.
"Blood debt must be paid with blood." Ye Chen came to kill him, the Quasi-Emperor's sword buzzed, and he cut down ruthlessly, trying to send Zhiyang to hell.
However, at this moment, a divine light suddenly appeared, coming from afar, and struck the Quasi-Emperor Sword impartially.
Ye Chen was shocked and stepped back, staring into the distance.
From the east, three figures came together, and he also knew that they were the three great saints from the Holy Land of Heaven's Punishment.
There is a treasure seal hanging on the heads of the three people, which is a quasi-emperor soldier. It was the quasi-emperor treasure seal that defeated Ye Chen before.
The world was rumbling, and not only the three great saints were punished by heaven.
In the west, the clouds and mist were rolling, and there were also three figures coming. They were the three ancestors of Cangling Palace. They were powerful and had a magic mirror hanging on their heads. They were genuine quasi-emperor soldiers.
In the south, the void buzzed, and three people came from the sky. They were the three ancestors of the Yuhua Divine Dynasty. They were all great saints. They had a black spear hanging from their heads, exuding quasi-emperor power.
In the north, the sky trembled. Three old men drove the chariot, and even the three ancestors of Zun City, with a divine bead hanging above their heads, a quasi-emperor-level magic weapon, making the world eclipse.
In the southeast, murderous intent is overwhelming. There are still three old men, and the three ancestors of Taiqing Palace are also carrying a quasi-emperor weapon, which is a killing sword, and the quasi-emperor level laws are intertwined.
To the southwest, the Immortal Sea surged, and the three ancestors of the Piaomiao Palace rushed towards them. They were all great saints, with a quasi-emperor-level treasure bottle hanging on their heads. It was also a terrifying magical weapon with an outstanding reputation for evil.
"This... this was agreed upon!" The onlookers' expressions changed, and the great saint-level monks all came in groups.
"Taiqing Palace, Supreme City, Piaomiao Palace, Cangling Palace, Yuhua Divine Dynasty, Heavenly Punishment Holy Land, plus Taoist Zhiyang, there are a total of nineteen great saints!" someone said in shock.
"There are also six quasi-emperor soldiers, all of them are fierce soldiers."
"With this kind of lineup, the quasi-emperor will be frightened when he comes!"
"Ye Chen is probably going to kneel this time. After all, he is just borrowing his power. Every time he uses it, he loses it. It's hard to stop him!"
"Okay, very good." Taoist Zhiyang's unbridled laughter rang out in the sky. He was full of madness and confidence. He never thought that the reinforcements would be so powerful.
Nineteen great saints and six quasi-emperor weapons, what a lineup this is, even if the quasi-emperor level comes in person, they will be afraid.
"Eighteen great saints, all the seniors really think highly of me." Ye Chen ignored the heavens, and many great saints were already lined up in the void, surrounding him, blocking him in the center.
"The grudges of the past will be settled with you today." Many great saints snorted coldly, and their auras merged into one, so powerful that the heavens and the earth froze in an instant.
"How long can you hold on to the power of the borrowed holy bones?" The Great Sage of Heavenly Punishment sneered, with amusement on his lips.
"Then come." Ye Chen shouted and rushed over.
"You don't know what you can do." The nineteen great saints snorted one after another, and went out together, either making seals, making secrets, or swinging swords, all of which were powerful killing techniques.
"Kill." Taoist Zhiyang also followed, shook his sleeves, and presented a broken formation diagram, flashing divine light.
Ye Chen rushed over, using the quasi-emperor's sword to show its power. The sword slashed the Great Sage of Heaven's Punishment with blood dripping from his bones. He flipped his hand and covered the sky with his palm, hitting the second Great Sage of Heaven's Punishment and vomited blood and retreated.
The third great sage used the Eight Desolate Fist, which combined the nine paths into one, and with the help of the holy bones, half of his body was destroyed. The majestic great sage was defeated cleanly.
For this reason, he was also severely injured. His chest was pierced by the Taiqing Great Sage's finger, and his back was struck by the Supreme Great Sage's sword.
The Great Sage of Piaomiao Palace was the most ruthless. He used the quasi-emperor's soldiers and removed one of Ye Chen's arms, and the holy blood filled the sky.
"Die!" Taoist Zhiyang activated the broken formation, sweeping out the divine light of annihilation, piercing through the misty nothingness.
Ye Chen regretted it with his body and cut off Zhiyang's head with one sword.
Zhiyang retreated, his soul was injured, and a new head formed in a hurry, with a ferocious face, like a ferocious ghost.
"Seal me." A great sage from Heaven's Punishment rushed over with overwhelming murderous aura. There was a formation in his palm, which was an ancient formation. It volleyed towards Ye Chen, trying to seal him.
Ye Chen was silent, and the chaotic vision suddenly appeared, and the chaotic path flew, breaking through the magic circle and going straight into the sky.
The great sage of Heavenly Punishment knelt down, and was pierced between his brows by Ye Chen's sword. His soul was extinguished and fell into the sky.
"You really deserve to die." The two remaining great saints in the Heavenly Punishment Holy Land roared and moved their quasi-emperor weapons to press against them.
"You are all asking for it." Ye Chen waved Fen Ji, forcing back the quasi-imperial weapon of Heaven's Punishment, leveling the world with one sword, and the two great saints of Heaven's Punishment were beheaded on the spot.
The two of them were injured, and their blood was dripping with blood, staining the starry sky.
Ye Chen ignored the encirclement from all sides and focused on the two of them. He understood the principle of killing him while he was sick.
The two Great Sages of Heavenly Punishment suddenly froze, and when they saw Ye Chen coming to attack them, their expressions changed drastically, and they both made their fingerprints.
However, Ye Chen was faster, killing one Wind God with one sword, and killing another Great Sage with ten thousand swords.
The blood was dazzling, and the spectators were terrified.
Three great saints! After three encounters, they were all wiped out. Nineteen great saints were eliminated, and only sixteen were left this time.
Looking at the quasi-emperor's weapon seal in the Holy Land of Heaven's Punishment, it could not escape the suppression and was crushed by Ye Chen.
In the past, the Dacheng Holy Body defeated the Supreme Emperor's soldiers with his bare hands. Today, although Ye Chen is not one ten thousandth as good as his predecessors, he is still unparalleled in domineering and crushes the quasi-Emperor's soldiers with his bare feet.
The fragments of the quasi-emperor level treasure seal poured down into the sky like light rain.
The Chaos Cauldron saw the opportunity and swallowed it clean. The spectators were stunned. This cauldron was so self-conscious.
Amid the sound of surprise, Ye Chen was bleeding to the sky. He was hit by the quasi-emperor soldiers one after another, and his powerful holy body was also torn apart.
"Kill." The three supreme sages came closer, each with one sword, and almost beheaded Ye Chen on the spot.
Ye Chen roared, his energy and blood burning, he fought hard to cut off the spine on his back, swung his sword and chopped off the first supreme saint, then flipped his hand and struck out the second saint with a palm.
The third great saint of the Supreme City rolled back the quasi-emperor's soldiers and escaped, but his face was as ferocious as an evil ghost.
"Fight." Ye Chen shouted loudly, his whole body was burning with flames, and golden energy and blood surged to the sky.
He is like a god of war, with invincible fighting spirit. He fully realizes the potential of the holy bones. Every drop of blood and every bone exudes quasi-imperial power, and he is unparalleled in domineering power.
"Suppress it for me." The Yuhua Shenchao Great Sage ascended to the sky, mobilized the quasi-emperor soldiers, and suppressed them in the air.
"Get lost." Ye Chen roared angrily, and rushed forward against the sky. The nine realms and eight wastelands merged into one, causing the feathered quasi-emperor's soldiers to shatter, and the great sage also vomited blood and flew out.
He won another battle, but his holy body was cut open by the quasi-emperor soldiers of the Taiqing Palace. The holy bones cracked and blood spurted out.
The divine light of the quasi-emperor's soldiers from Cangling Palace swept over him, half of his holy body's skull was crushed, and his soul was severely damaged.
Ye Chen ascended to the sky, across the sky, his wounds surged with energy and blood, and healed quickly, and his holy body was cast like gold.
His power was astonishing. With a single palm strike from the Great Sage of Piaomiao Palace, he turned around and tore the man alive.
"Sacrifice formation, seal him." The three great saints worked together to set up the formation, which was ninety-nine ancient battle flags.
It was an ancient magic circle, with countless running runes and nine-nine links, and it had the power of sealing and killing.
Ye Chen was trapped on the spot, and his energy and blood were greatly wiped out.
"Open it for me." Ye Chen shouted angrily, slashed open a gap with his sword, and rushed out like a dragon.
However, as soon as he made this move, he saw five quasi-emperor soldiers flying across the sky, all buzzing and pressing down together.
Ye Chen spurted blood, the holy bones shattered, and his legs bent under pressure, as if he were carrying an eight-thousand-foot giant mountain.
"Open it for me." He roared, golden energy and blood boiling, and he actually withstood the pressure of the five quasi-emperor soldiers.
"Suppression." The great saints who besieged him also roared, each using their own secret techniques and frantically mobilizing the quasi-emperor soldiers.
At this time, the five quasi-emperor soldiers who had just been pushed up flew down from the sky again, suppressing Ye Chen until he could not move.
The healed holy body cracked again, and the holy blood spurted out thinly from the cracks. Every trace of it was dazzling.
"It's over, it's over now. The five quasi-emperor soldiers are working together to suppress it. Even if they have the holy bones of the great saints, they still have to kneel." The spectators gasped and felt heartbroken.
"It's not that Ye Chen is too weak, it's that there are too many people surrounding him and they are too strong." The older monks sighed one after another.
"If he fights alone, no one under the Quasi-Emperor can defeat him."
"Die! Die!" Taoist Zhiyang and the others were all grinning ferociously, with bloodthirsty eyes in their eyes. They had mobilized the five quasi-emperor soldiers, suppressing Ye Chen below and about to kneel down.
"Strength, who gives me strength?" Ye Chen clenched his teeth and held on tightly, his eyes were red, the veins on his forehead were exposed, and his heart was roaring crazily.
He needs strength, needs stronger power, to break through the suppression exerted by the combined force of the five quasi-emperors.
Suddenly, the fairy wheel in his right eye turned.
Then, a mysterious and ancient power revived. I don't know where it came from, but it was very strong.
"Very good." Ye Chen laughed, his bloody hair fluttering, as if he knew what the fairy wheel in his left eye had awakened. Shou Yuan came forward to sacrifice, triggering the overbearing forbidden technique.
"The Immortal Wheel Celestial Burial, open.".
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