"Spare me, spare me." The frightened voices came one after another, the wailing cry of an underworld general before his death.
They are still running away, but there are always one or two unlucky ones who are caught up by Ye Chen and cannot escape the fate of being killed.
The minds of the underworld generals in each palace were somewhat shattered by Ye Chen's pursuit. The Holy Body was their lingering nightmare.
"Everything is your own fault." Ye Chenzhi shouted, extremely cold and full of magic power, echoing between heaven and earth.
He is like the god of murder in the night, causing bloodshed wherever he goes.
The sword in his hand was dripping with blood, every drop of which was dazzling. It was the blood of the underworld generals from all the palaces, carrying the retribution they deserved.
"The ancient holy body is so cruel." The spectators followed him all the way and clicked their tongues, each one watching with fear.
"Feilong Mingjiang has tricked a bunch of people!" someone lamented.
No one refuted these words, everyone touched their chins and pondered, the root cause of today's bloody disaster is the Feilong Mingjiang.
If he hadn't been crippled, the Underworld General of the Second Palace wouldn't have come looking for him, and this search would lead to a bloody disaster.
But how did they know that Feilong Mingjiang had an affair with Ye Chen because of a joke from his sister.
Therefore, the ultimate root cause was not Feilong Mingjiang, but Qin Mengyao. It didn't matter a word, but he had tricked his brother, and also the various palace Mingjiangs.
I don’t know what Qin Mengyao’s expression will be when she finds out, and I don’t know where she and Zhao Yun went.
In the midst of the discussion, Ye Chen was still killing, and his evil aura was overwhelming.
He was really red-eyed, and the fleeing underworld generals were killed one after another and completely disappeared into thin air.
The hearts of the Yamas of the Nine Halls were bleeding. Every time Ye Chen killed a statue, their hearts ached. Do they really want to kill them all
After today, except for the first palace, all the palaces will lose their talent. It will take a lot of energy to cultivate new underworld generals.
It's not that I don't care, but that I dare not care. If I really offend Dihuang, it will cause even greater catastrophe. The Holy Body lineage is too natural.
In comparison, King Qin Guang was much calmer. He sat leisurely, drinking a small drink, and didn't care about it, nor did he plan to care about it.
Some people really live too comfortably and don't know how high the sky is. Since they have created a cause, there should be consequences of the cause.
The underworld, the place where the dead return, also needs to be baptized with blood.
The screams and rumblings disappeared without knowing when, leaving behind those who were executed, the other underworld generals all fled back to their hometowns.
A war ended, and the dark sky was stained with blood.
In the turbulent blood mist, Ye Chen walked across the sky holding a bloody killing sword, covered in blood, like a killing god.
It can be said that he became famous in one battle today. Everyone he killed was a general under the command of Yama, and his status was so noble.
It was thanks to Di Huang, otherwise he would not have dared to be so presumptuous.
Onlookers from all directions watched from afar, and no one said much.
Today, they witnessed with their own eyes what lawlessness means.
Ye Chen was definitely the first one to dare to kill the underworld general so unscrupulously, and the Tenth Palace Yama didn't even dare to fart.
Today, they also witnessed the rise of a killing god.
More than half of the seventy-two underworld generals were killed.
Most of those who are still alive are disabled. The so-called arrogance has nothing left after being beaten, and they will never reach the peak in their lives.
His existence will lead an era and become a nightmare for a generation. His record is also unprecedented.
The spectators should be lucky to have not provoked Ye Chen.
Otherwise, they will also become dead souls under the Holy Body Sword.
Under the gaze of everyone, Ye Chen tore off his blood-stained clothes, threw them to one side, and headed straight to the ghost town, shirtless.
His back was as tough as a mountain, and his flowing long hair had lost its golden color, but was stained with the bright red of blood.
Under the gaze of all parties, he entered the ghost town and returned to the small garden. The surging evil energy throughout his body also became invisible.
"I said, why don't you be so fierce?" As soon as he walked in, Kui Niu opened his eyes, grinning and smacking his tongue.
"What, you're not used to it yet?" Ye Chen couldn't help but smile.
"I should be used to it." Kui Niu smiled and shook his head.
When he was in Xuanhuang, Ye Chen was noisy wherever he went. In the East Wasteland, West Mo, South Territory, Beiyue Zhongzhou, he made trouble one by one.
Moreover, the noise was getting louder every time. This kind of pretentious technical work was only done by Ye Chen, and it was very successful.
But he was still sad. Ye Chen was very noisy when he was alive, but now that he has died in the underworld, he is still making a lot of noise.
It really proves a truth. Ye Chen, the ancient holy body, is bustling wherever he goes, whether it is in the heavens or the underworld.
Here, Ye Chen has taken out four jade bottles, placed them at the four corners of the altar, and then unlocked the jade bottles.
Immediately, the four jade bottles trembled slightly, and pieces of spiritual power surged out of them, being pulled by him and integrated into Kui Niu's body.
Kui Newton was shocked and closed his eyes in a hurry.
His soul body was like a bottomless pit, sucking in the power of the soul. His soul power increased rapidly and became crystal clear.
This essence of soul power is obtained from the underworld generals of various palaces. Such essence is so much stronger than those soul powers.
With these help, he will be able to concentrate in the shortest possible time.
Ye Chen went back to the old tree, took out the wine bottle, and drank heavily.
Today's battle was really hearty, but he had to activate his hegemonic state, otherwise even he would have to kneel down.
"It feels good to have a strong backing." Ye Chen smiled and looked at Jie Ming Mountain, as if he could see Dihuang.
The reason why the Ten Palaces of Yamas did not intervene was because they were afraid of Dihuang. That was a great god who overwhelmed them.
After drinking a bottle of wine, he picked up a pile of storage bags.
When it was done, all the treasures inside were poured out.
There are really a lot of treasures, including underworld stones, secret scrolls, and underworld weapons. They are piled up into a hill, and the divine light is shining and dazzling.
"The general under the command of Yama is extremely rich."
Ye Chen chuckled, picked and picked out the underworld weapons, and used his overbearing magical power to crush each of the underworld weapons.
The Yin Ming Sword flew out and hung in the sky, swallowing the essence of the underworld weapon. The sword body was undergoing transformation and Nirvana, approaching the Holy King's soldiers.
Ye Chen was not idle. After the magic weapon, there were many pills.
No matter what type of elixir he was, he would just stuff it into his mouth handful by handful. He was the only one who dared to eat the elixirs as food.
The origin of the holy body surged into the body elixir, was strongly refined, and integrated into the holy body, becoming nourishment to help Ye Chen ascend.
His aura was even more majestic, every pore in his body was breathing in essence, and his energy and blood were rising, burning like fire.
Now, he has reached the bottleneck of sainthood. With just a chance, he can advance to the next level. It is not impossible to become a saint immediately.
The small garden fell into silence, Kui Niu crazily swallowed up the power of the soul, and the Yin Ming Sword played with its life and swallowed the essence of the underworld weapon.
And Ye Chen was also stuffing pills into his mouth like an animal.
The small garden is peaceful, but outside, it is very lively.
Ye Chen's name has spread all over the underworld. The streets, alleys, street stalls and restaurants are all talking about it, and there are constant sighs.
Even the minotaurs and horses escorting the ghosts were chatting freely while performing official duties, each one more excited than the other.
Especially the bull-headed horse-faced man who escorted Ye Chen in the past had the straightest back. The two of us had beaten Ye Chen, and we couldn't hang him up.
"Lord of Hell! You always want to make decisions for us!"
In the nine halls of the underworld, a group of undead underworld generals dragged their remains and crawled on the hall, crying and wailing incessantly.
"Let's talk about how to make the decision." Ninth Hall Yama stood in front of the throne, his back to the generals, and his words were calm.
"Crush his bones and spread his ashes." The generals of the palaces gritted their teeth, their eyes were red, and their faces were as ferocious as demons.
"What a crushing blow." Nine Palaces Yama suddenly turned around and laughed angrily, "He is a holy body and has the same bloodline as the emperor. How can you not understand the relationship?"
Yama's thunder was furious, and all the generals in the palace trembled with fright. Their faces were pale, sweating like rain, and they did not dare to move.
Only now did they understand who they had offended.
No wonder, no wonder Ye Chen dared to kill the underworld general so unscrupulously, no wonder even the Tenth Palace Yama did not dare to intervene on his own.
It’s not that they didn’t realize it, it’s because they were kicked in the head by a donkey. They pretended to be the underworld general under the command of Yama, and insisted on being tough in the background.
As everyone knows, the backstage of the Ancient Holy Body is even more terrifying.
That was the emperor, shoulder to shoulder with the emperor. The Emperor of the Underworld was also afraid of three points, not to mention them, and Yama of the Ten Palaces did not have the guts to provoke them.
What's even more ridiculous is that they still want to take revenge. This is really a huge irony and a slap in the face.
"From today on, you will no longer be the underworld generals of our palace."
In the gloomy hall, Yama's words were majestic and cold.
The bodies of all the underworld generals in each palace trembled and instantly collapsed into a heap.
They were defeated. They were completely defeated. No matter in terms of combat power or backstage, it was impossible for them to turn over in this life.
Regret, all the underworld generals in the palace regretted it. It was not good to offend anyone, but they offended the Holy Body. In the end, they realized that they couldn't afford to offend him.
As Ye Chen said, everything was brought about by themselves.
In the small garden, Ye Chen has crossed his legs, like an old monk sitting cross-legged, with a clear mind, and he is comprehending the sacred treasures of the ancient holy body.
If Ba Ti is so domineering, other gods will not be weak.
If he realized all of this, he couldn't imagine how terrifying his combat power would be, and he would be invincible at the same level.
It is not without reason that the Dacheng Holy Body is against the Supreme Emperor. Every divine treasure is an incompetent one.
As he sat, it was like a half-moon, flashing golden light from time to time.
Unfortunately, he failed to realize other innate magical powers.
As January approached, there was a big noise in the small garden: a long roar.
The roar came from Kui Niu, who had already condensed his soul. He stepped off the altar and twisted his neck fiercely.
His soul is radiant, and his power is surging. If he were reincarnated, he would stand at the peak of his innate nature.
"Not bad." Kui Niu laughed, feeling much better.
As soon as he finished speaking, he turned his head and looked at Ye Chen with sharp eyes.
There was also movement on Ye Chen's side. The dazzling golden light was a sign of a breakthrough. Ye Chen was hitting the bottleneck.
"Broken." After hearing Ye Chen's slight scolding, his strength gathered and merged into an invisible sword, slashing towards the cultivation barrier.
In an instant, he entered the realm of a saint, and a golden rainbow shot straight into the sky, poking a big hole in the sky.
Then, the domineering energy filled the small garden, many visions appeared, intertwined and danced together, and the sound of the avenue and the sky resounded.
Kui Niu grinned and kicked back due to Ye Chen's momentum.
To be a quasi-sage or to become a saint requires the five declines of heaven and man, but in Ye Chen's case, he became a decoration and passed his own destiny.
During the grand gathering of all races in the past, Ye Chen became a saint on the spot.
If he had known about this, Kui Niu was not surprised even though he was sad. The Holy Body was as high as the emperor and had its own exclusive privileges.