"Okay." The shouts shook the world and came from Qingluan Fairy Mountain.
The Qingluan people were excited and their blood was boiling with hope. They couldn't go out to help in the battle, but they cheered for the two of them in the mountains.
Ancestor Qingluan wanted to go out, but he held it back.
The Qingluan Clan's guardianship of the barrier requires her, a quasi-emperor, to be in charge. If she didn't care about her clan members, she would definitely go out and kill one of them.
"This scene is spectacular enough." Bai Zhi whispered with a smile.
"I hope nothing happens." Chu Ling was still a little worried. She was afraid that something would happen to Ye Chen again.
Qingluan said nothing, only looked quietly from a distance, looking at Ming Jue.
He is truly an unparalleled hero, and he is a perfect match for the hero of her dreams. She is a beauty and loves heroes.
As she watched, a trace of blush flashed across her cheeks.
The heart of spring sprouts and blooms like a flower. I have never felt such a strange feeling towards a man. Perhaps, this is love.
Looking outside the mountain, the Fire Phoenix Clan army was in chaos.
Because of the fight between Ye Chen and Ming Jue, the two ancestors couldn't hold their heads up, and the movement was too loud, and the aftermath was felt for scores of people.
Except for the Great Sage, no one dared to step aside. The Great Sage, who was weak in cultivation, was miserable enough. He was killed just after he went up.
"Help me." The two roared, one after another.
It was the Fire Phoenix Patriarch and the White-robed Quasi-Emperor who were beaten miserably by Ming Jue and Ye Chen, their blood and bones dripping with blood. They were calling for help this time.
The third ancestor of the Fire Phoenix clan, the purple-robed quasi-emperor, went to help the battle.
In view of Ye Chen's reputation, he went to help the white-robed quasi-emperor, and many great saints from the Fire Phoenix tribe joined forces to besiege Ming Jue.
"Two more people, we'll still beat him and cry." Ye Chen was so arrogant that the quasi-emperor in purple robe had just come to kill him, but he was knocked over by him.
"Die!" The white-robed quasi-emperor ascended to the sky, using his life weapon to press down in the air, causing the sky to collapse one after another.
It was a terrifying quasi-imperial weapon, soaked in the blood of the phoenix, made of special divine iron, and also engraved with divine patterns.
However, in Ye Chen's eyes, this was just a decoration.
It is still Bahuang, the so-called other secret techniques are all integrated into one fist, and it is like holding the universe in one hand, evolving into endless chaos.
This punch was so fierce that it caused the quasi-emperor's soldiers to explode.
The natal weapon was destroyed, and the white-robed quasi-emperor suffered a backlash. He stepped back, and every step back would trample the space under his feet.
Before this could stop him, Ye Chen's guy arrived again.
Another punch, even more ferocious. He was a quasi-emperor, half of his body was exploded, and his blood and bones were exposed.
"Kill me." The purple-robed quasi-emperor who had been turned upside down came again, and with a sword in the air, he cut out a blood-colored immortal river.
Ye Chen simply ignored it, neither dodging nor defending.
However, when the sword fell, he suddenly disappeared.
And where he disappeared, the white-robed Quasi-Emperor suddenly appeared.
The secret technique of moving heaven and earth, he used it thiefly, and after many years of studying it, he has been able to decipher its secrets, and he is extremely proficient in it.
He left, but the white-robed quasi-emperor who was replaced was miserable. He didn't know what was going on, but he was struck by a sword.
This sword was so refreshing that half of his broken body was cut off before it even healed, almost being chopped alive.
"You deserve to die." Seeing that he had seriously injured his teammates, the purple-robed quasi-emperor was furious, stepped forward, swung his sword and struck again.
Ye Chen wanted to repeat his old trick and exchange space with the white-robed quasi-emperor, but he found that the guy was on guard.
Without moving, Ye Chen dodged Ling Tian's sword.
Afterwards, he understood the logic of ignoring the purple-robed quasi-emperor and only attacking the white-robed quasi-emperor, taking advantage of his illness to kill him.
Knowing Ye Chen's thoughts, how could the white-robed quasi-emperor dare to resist? He was healing his bloody body while running away for his life.
"Where to go." Ye Chen stepped on Taixu and caught up with him, his brows were filled with golden light, and nine rays of divine sorrow shot out.
The white-robed quasi-emperor was hit on the spot, and the divine sea roared.
The Shenshang that struck directly at the Yuan Shen was so overwhelming, and the nine paths merged into one. Even the quasi-emperor level suffered heavy losses.
At this moment, how could Ye Chen let go of the opportunity and destroy the body of the white-robed quasi-emperor with one palm, leaving only his soul to run away crazily.
Ye Chen started to make waves, chasing all the way, and letting go of God's sorrow all the way.
The white-robed quasi-emperor was in a state of misery. His soul was struck again and again, and he was on the verge of collapse. His whole body was in a state of confusion.
The purple-robed quasi-emperor roared and kept swinging his sword. Ye Chen chased the white-robed quasi-emperor all the way, and he chased Ye Chen all the way.
But Ye Chen ignored him and attacked the white-robed quasi-emperor.
Even if you kill them all, I don't like being beaten by people.
His strategy was very successful. The white-robed quasi-emperor's soul was crushed by him, and all the power of his soul was swallowed up.
"You deserve to die." The purple-robed quasi-emperor pierced through with his sword.
"It's your turn." Ye Chen snorted coldly, but still didn't avoid it.
The purple-robed quasi-emperor pierced his holy body with his sword, and at the same time, he waved his golden fist. The opponent was beaten until he vomited blood.
The war breaks out again, the sky is shattered and the earth is shattered, divine light and thunder dance together.
The dark Fire Phoenix Clan army was divided into two battle circles.
One side besieged Ye Chen, and the other side besieged Ming Jue. The fight was in full swing, with figures turning to ashes and figures falling.
The Fire Phoenix Clan's Xutian Killing Formation has become nothing more than a decoration.
It wasn't that the killing array wasn't strong enough, but that Ye Chen and Ming Jue were too slippery, and the radiance of the killing array couldn't keep up with their speed.
The repeated bombardments did not hit anyone once, but they destroyed one of their own people one after another. It was absolutely awesome.
This is not a war, but the figures are like grass and grass, and the blood is pouring like rain, dyeing the world red. The picture is shocking to watch.
This scene is really ironic. The army of the dignified clan was completely defeated because of the people beaten by the two men.
"Awesome!" the spectators swallowed more than once.
"Those who have slaughtered the emperor are just different. They are awesome."
"Who is that other person? He is fierce enough. He is chasing a quasi-emperor. His combat power is as good as that of the Holy Body."
The sighs and tongue-smacking sounds kept coming, and I really saw what it means to go against the will of heaven.
The strong men of the Fire Phoenix Clan all looked pale. They had the absolute upper hand, but they were beaten and beaten instead.
One of the three ancestors has been destroyed, and the remaining two ancestors were beaten to only half their life. It was really cruel.
Look at our Fire Phoenix Prince again, he has already escaped to the corner of the crowd, looking with fear in his eyes and his heart trembling.
It wasn't until this moment that he truly understood what kind of being he had provoked, and the bloody scene was all because of him.
"Domineering." Compared to him, the people of the Qingluan clan howled louder and louder, their voices like the ocean tide, swallowing up the heaven and the earth.
Amidst the roar, two bloody human figures fell into the sky in no particular order. Their divine light was completely wiped out, and their souls were also defeated.
That was the Fire Phoenix Patriarch and the Purple-robed Quasi-Emperor, both of whom were defeated by Ye Chen. The Quasi-Emperor's majesty was of course lost, and he was sincere.
"Ah." Both of them roared, the roar moving the heaven and earth.
When he was on the verge of death, he realized what regret was, and regretted that he should not have provoked the Qingluan tribe, which would lead to his death.
Ye Chen spoke before, not because he didn't give them a chance.
However, they were not sure, and instead acted unscrupulously.
Ye Chen is their benefactor. They all owe Ye Chen their lives. Now that he is dead, they have really fulfilled the reincarnation of cause and effect.
In the roar of regret, the two quasi-emperors both turned into ashes.
With all three ancestors wiped out, the Fire Phoenix Clan dared to continue fighting. They threw away their helmets and armor and fled in panic, not daring to look back.
Ye Chen and Ming Jue are like gods of death, their nightmare.
This scene is a bit ironic. There are so many strong men who are capable of fighting, but they are frightened by two people and run away.
"Where to go." Ye Chen and Ming Jue looked extremely cold and chased them all the way. If they catch up, they will kill directly.
Without the quasi-emperor level, no one can block another person's blow.
The picture is even more bloody, from the Great Sage to the heaven, one after another turns into blood mist, dyeing the sky red.
They have no mercy. This is the law. If you kill me, I will kill you. No trouble will be left behind. You will bring it on yourself.
"Run, you run again." Ming Jue caught up with Prince Huofeng.
He got angry just looking at this guy, scolded his sweetheart, and wanted to destroy his sweetheart's family. He really deserved to be killed.
"Help me, save me." Prince Fire Phoenix screamed for help, his face was pale and bloodless, his eyes were filled with fear, and his heart was broken.
However, no one paid any attention to his calls for help and just ran away.
save you? How about fucking saving you? It's all because of the trouble caused by you, the prince, that our Fire Phoenix Clan was completely destroyed.
Seeing no one to save him, Prince Huofeng was completely desperate.
At this moment, there is no way of showing aloofness, just like a bereaved dog that has done too many evil things and will finally get its retribution.
Ming Jue chased him, but did not kill him. He sealed him in a copper furnace. He wanted to take him back to vent his anger on Qingluan.
After taking him in, he could reach the sky and continue to hunt down the Fire Phoenix Clan.
Behind the two men, there was a road of blood, with mountains of bones and rivers of blood, broken limbs and broken magical weapons scattered all over the sky.
"It's time to go on the road with peace of mind." Looking at the bloody world, Patriarch Qingluan smiled gently, his beautiful eyes full of vicissitudes of life.
Shocked by this battle, no force in the entire spiritual realm would dare to take action against the Qingluan Clan, otherwise the Fire Phoenix Clan would be an example.