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As Ye Chen roared, the world also shook.
But he saw that his holy body was covered with thunder, and the thunder and lightning were like snakes, blending with his holy bones and blood.
The most important thing is that his aura increased tenfold in an instant, and his bloody hair was dancing, and the threads were dyed with light.
On the spot, the five quasi-emperor soldiers were shaken away.
Many great saints spurted blood and retreated.
Looking at Ye Chen again, he had straightened up. His holy body was as tall and straight as a mountain, covered with golden light, and his body was like melted gold.
He was like the God of War of the Eight Desolations, his energy and blood were surging to the sky, and he was like the scorching sun. His eyes were so frightening that it stung and made him unable to look directly.
His eyes no longer have pupils, they are just two fairy wheels that make people dare not look directly for fear of being swallowed up.
The quasi-emperor's power revived, spreading in all directions, and the world collapsed.
"What a... such a tyrannical forbidden technique." The spectators cheered and fell down, their eyes filled with shock.
"It's ten times stronger. Is it the forbidden method of the Immortal Wheel Eye?"
"How is it possible that people who are not from the Immortal Clan actually awakened to the Immortal Wheel Celestial Burial?" Taoist Zhiyang and many great saints had their eyes highlighted, as if they knew what it was.
"My overwhelming anger needs you to bear it." Ye Chen shouted loudly, his voice was as loud as ever. More than one person watching the battle was shocked into blood.
Seeing this, those who came to watch the show retreated one after another. Even the great saint-level monks did not dare to get too close.
Ye Chen has the Holy Bones of Dacheng, and has opened the Immortal Wheel Sky Burial, which increases his combat power by ten times. If he accidentally misses it, any nonsense may happen.
"Work together to suppress him." The only remaining great sage in the Supreme City roared, sacrificing essence, poured in quasi-emperor soldiers, and pressed towards Ye Chen, hoping to kill him with one blow.
"Kill. Ye Chen roared, coming with overwhelming evil aura, violent and bloodthirsty, punching through the heavens."
Immediately, the quasi-emperor soldiers in the Supreme City shattered.
The only great sage left in the Supreme City also suffered a horrific backlash, his body exploded, and only his soul flew away.
Ye Chen would never let him go. He slashed at him with a sword, and the Great Sage of the Supreme City was shattered on the spot.
The cauldron of chaos roared, swallowing up the shattered quasi-emperor soldiers in the Supreme City, and even the remaining power of his soul.
This is also due to the fact that his master's cultivation level is only at the quasi-saint level, which suppresses its level. Otherwise, swallowing two quasi-emperor soldiers in a row would be enough to help him fight all the way to the holy king level.
"Come together." The remaining great saints worked together to mobilize the four quasi-emperor soldiers, each of them risking his life.
Ye Chen did not dodge or dodge, but he resisted with his powerful body.
The holy body was torn apart, and the golden holy blood was sprinkled all over the sky.
But at this moment, he ascended to the sky, and the nine eight desolate fists merged into one, blasting the quasi-emperor soldiers of the Taiqing Palace with one punch, and crushing the quasi-emperor soldiers of the Piaomiao Palace with a flip of his hand.
Before it was over, the quasi-emperor soldiers from Cangling Palace and the Yuhua Divine Dynasty could not escape. They were kicked to pieces by Ye Chen one after another. They were so overbearing that they were so overbearing.
The sky became lively, with figures flying around one after another, and blood flowers blooming one after another.
Many great saints suffered backlash, their bodies burst into pieces, and the sky was filled with blood. All kinds of blood was colorful.
"Quasi...quasi-emperor level...that's it!" The monks from all directions swallowed hard, shocked and horrified.
"Ten times the combat power, combined with the holy bones of the Dacheng Holy Body, the real quasi-emperor may not be his opponent."
"In the quasi-saint level, this achievement is unprecedented and unprecedented." There were sighs and tuts all over the sky. I wonder if they would all be scared to death if they knew that Ye Chen had slaughtered a great emperor.
"Spare your life, spare your life." The spirits of many great saints froze their bodies, but they were all trying to escape, screaming in fear as they fled. They were all scared.
"Spare your life?" Ye Chen sneered, moved forward, and reached the Great Sage of Taiqing Palace, sweeping across with his sword.
The three great saints in the Taiqing Palace were destroyed on the spot.
The scenes that followed were very bloody. Everywhere Ye Chen went, the Great Holy God died, and no one could stop him.
Screams and wails filled the sky, all coming from the mouth of the great sage, but they were killed by a quasi-sage.
Ye Chen has no mercy, his unparalleled power has exceeded his limit, making him full of bloodlust.
I don't know when the world will be peaceful. Except for Ye Chen, there will be no one else in the sky, and the whole group will be truly destroyed.
Taoist Zhiyang was caught and held in Ye Chen's hands.
"Spare my life, spare your life!" Taoist Zhiyang's eyes were full of fear and he was also begging for mercy. His whole body was cold and without warmth.
Ye Chen said nothing, carried him and walked straight to Fangfang.
Behind him, the sky was filled with blood mist, and the earth was dyed red. The radius was only ten thousand feet, but eighteen great saints were buried.
The theatergoers remained motionless for a long time, their faces looking very pale.
Three to five seconds later, Shen'er came over to the audience and wanted to follow Ye Chen to watch the show, but he could no longer catch up.
Helplessly, the crowds of people had no choice but to retreat. Everyone looked shocked and clucked their tongues.
"It's a blessing that I didn't intervene rashly before." A figure appeared in the sky, it was the old man who was fishing before.
Ye Chen was already far stronger than him. Even his quasi-emperor level had to temporarily avoid the edge when facing nineteen great saints and six quasi-emperor weapons.
But Ye Chen did it. With this alone, Ye Chen was stronger than him. If he intervened rashly, he would probably be destroyed.
Soon, the news here spread all over the world.
Zhongzhou was shaken, Xuanhuang was boiling, the achievements of the eighteen great saints and the Holy Body set a new record when all races were wanted.
The night was dark, the wind was biting, and darkness enveloped Zhongzhou.
Ye Chen carried Zhiyang to a mountain.
Deep in the mountains, there is a secret barrier covering a hidden family. If not for fairy eyes, it would be impossible to see through it.
Zhiyang's expression changed, and there was no trace of color on his face.
Because this hidden family is his family, and Ye Chen's purpose of coming here is extremely obvious.
Facts have also proved that Ye Chen is indeed not here just to enjoy the mountains and rivers. He has already swung his sword and slashed towards the barrier.
With the support of the holy bones and the fighting power of the stone tablet, his peak sword cut through the barrier and revealed his family.
"Who is it?" There was an angry shout, and more than a dozen figures rushed out from all directions, all of them were Saint Kings without exception.
However, when they saw Ye Chen and Zhiyang being carried by Ye Chen, their expressions instantly changed and their faces turned pale.
At this moment, Ye Chen swung his sword, an unparalleled sword move, and the three holy kings were wiped out on the spot.
"It's all my fault, it has nothing to do with them." Zhiyang roared like a mad man, his voice shaking the world.
"Since I'm not going to die, why should I leave trouble?" Ye Chen said lightly, put Zhiyang down, cast a secret method, and imprisoned him in the sky.
Ye Chen's words, cold and majestic, resounded through the sky.
His sword was also cold. Wherever he passed, there was a pool of blood, and every life was slaughtered by him.
However, he has no mercy, and he has no need to hold back because he has a huge blood debt. All these will be disasters in the future.
At this moment, he was like a demon, an inhumane demon who had lost his mind and could only kill.
His robes were stained with blood, as if he was a Shura from hell, reaping lives one after another.
It was originally a fairyland, but because of his slaughter, it became bloody and turned into a bloody hell.
"Ye Chen..." Zhiyang roared, struggling crazily, his eyes protruding and covered with bloodshot streaks.
"You need to know that all your people died because of you."
"Ancestor, it's all your fault, it's all your fault." The whole world was roaring, and it was the members of the Zhiyang family who were roaring hysterically before they died.
"Ah..." Zhiyang roared, his body exploded, his eyes also exploded, unable to withstand the blow,
Those were all his clansmen, but they fell into a pool of blood one by one, and died because of him.
The screams were extinguished, and Ye Chen came back with the killing sword. The sword was still dripping with blood.
All the Zhiyang family were wiped out, and no one survived.
As he said before, the nine tribes were really wiped out.
The blood dyed the mountain red, a real mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. Such a scene made people's hearts tremble.
"Are you heartbroken?" Ye Chen stood quietly in front of Zhiyang, his blood-red eyes surprisingly calm.
ah..!
Zhiyang roared to the sky, followed by a maniacal laugh.
It can be seen that his old eyes are full of blood and tears.
He regretted that he should have prided himself on being superior and provoked Ye Chen over and over again, which led to him ending up like this, involving his family and being directly wiped out.
He was a sinner, and even if he died, he would not have the face to face his people, and he would have no words to face the ancestors of his family.
"The nine tribes were really wiped out!" A lot of the monks attracted by the silence gathered together and kept lamenting.
"There is reincarnation in the way of heaven, no one will be spared by heaven."
"This is retribution, bloody retribution." No one showed mercy. Such a bloody disaster was all caused by Zhiyang. If he didn't want to offend anyone, he wanted to offend Ye Chen.
Ye Chen raised his hand, picked up Zhiyang again, and disappeared into the dark night, leaving blood marks every step of the way, which was very dazzling.
"Fengxian, it's your turn." In the dark night, these words echoed endlessly, "Even if you go to the ends of the world, you still can't escape the bloodshed at the foot of the Tianshan Mountains."
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