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The battle was fierce, Qiongqi was not killed, but Renxiu was wiped out in pieces. He tried his best to resist, but it was difficult for Qiongqi to attack and kill him.
"Run away, run away quickly." Ren Xiuyi, a white-haired old man, roared. Xu was the ancestor of this sect. He was besieged by the three heads of Qiongqi. He saw his descendants dying tragically one by one, with blood flowing everywhere.
"Escape?" Qiongqi smiled ferociously, opened his mouth and spit out a bolt of lightning, piercing through the white-haired old man. The scene was very dazzling.
"Kill." The white-haired old man roared, his old eyes covered with bloodshot eyes, burning longevity, he opened the forbidden method, his old look became young, and under the close sublimation, he fought desperately to kill.
"Ant." Qiongqi snorted coldly, and his huge body rushed towards him, attacking the white-haired old man with three heads, trying to tear him into pieces.
One versus three, the white-haired old man was completely at a disadvantage, his bones shattered, blood splashed into the starry sky, and he was beaten to the point of being unable to stand up by the three Qiongqi.
The younger generations of human cultivators were also miserable. They were either killed or devoured, and their souls were scattered under Qiongqi's iron cavalry.
The blood dyed the starry sky red, and it was bloody. There were no complete stars in this starry sky, and even the quicksand was covered in blood.
Human life has become more despicable than grass and grass. Living people are buried in the stars and turned into historical dust here.
"Emperor! Open your eyes!" Renxiu burst into tears, and his cries shook the starry sky. It was a roar from the soul, calling for the great emperor of the human race to save the people from the fire and water.
"This look of despair is really beautiful." Qiongqi licked his scarlet hair, smiling unbridled, violent and bloodthirsty.
"Are you leaving?" Qiongqi on the other end was teasing and playful, his eyes shot with thunder and lightning, and he knocked the white-haired old man out.
The white-haired old man was bleeding, but before he could settle down, Qiongqi's iron hoof stepped down in the air, crushing his old body.
"Boring." The third head Qiongqi came and revealed his divine light, which was Yuan's mysterious technique and directly attacked the white-haired old man's true body.
"Old Ancestor." The younger cultivators roared, all wanting to come to rescue, but the Mud Bodhisattva was crossing the river and couldn't even protect themselves.
The white-haired old man smiled, his cloudy old eyes full of desolation.
He hates, hates this filthy world, hates this naked law of survival, in a world dominated by the strong, the weak deserve to be slaughtered.
When he was dying, he also felt guilty and ashamed of his ancestors.
A line of inheritance, ancient and long, must be cut off at his hands. Even if he goes to hell, he will not have the face to see his ancestors.
His arms hung down, having given up resistance. The Qiongqi tribe was too strong, beyond his imagination.
Useless struggle, full of despair, the road ahead is dark, with no hope or light in sight.
However, just before closing his eyes, a golden brilliance suddenly appeared, and his old eyes subconsciously opened again, looking in that direction.
It was a golden figure that seemed to come from a distant era, crossing the long river of time. It was dazzling in the deep starry sky, illuminating the darkness and bringing light.
"Deceive me and there is no one in the world?" The person who came was the Holy Body, sweeping the sky with evil energy, and a roar that shook the whole world.
"There are also people who are not afraid of death. It's interesting." A Qiongqi smiled ferociously, showing his white fangs, and threw himself at Ye Chen with his mountainous body.
"Go away." Ye Chen shouted coldly, angrily holding the Nine Paths and Eight Wastes, and punched through the Qiongqi's head with an unparalleled punch.
Qiongqi's head exploded, his brains spilled out, and blood filled the starry sky. His true soul was also destroyed by Ye Chen's punch.
"This." The white-haired old man was stunned, and the younger cultivators were also stunned. They were in disbelief. That was such a strange thing!
"How is that possible?" A group of Qiongqi's giant eyes suddenly appeared violently, staring at Ye Chen. Even Qiongqi, who was fighting, stopped. Ye Chen's strength was unparalleled, and it was really shocking.
"Vulnerable." Ye Chen twisted his neck fiercely.
"Arrogant, work together to kill." Qiongqi, who took the lead, was furious, his blood-stained eyes spurting flames, sweeping the prehistoric energy, rushing towards him, his huge iron hooves making a rumble in the starry sky.
Under the order, Qiongqi all abandoned their cultivation and killed them from all directions.
Ye Chen was not afraid, and a pitch-black war spear transformed into his hand. He shrunk to an inch in one step and reached the leader Qiongqi. The spear was used as a stick and he hit his huge head with a stick.
The screams started, and Qiongqi, who was taking the lead, had his Tianling Cap smashed open, and his soul was severely injured, which affected his physical body and cracked open.
It is big and has a lot of blood. If it is spilled, it will gather into a river.
Ye Chen took a quick step to catch up and gave him another spear.
Poor leader Qiong Qi, he failed to pretend, he was split on the spot, his head was pierced, and his true body was also extinguished.
"Die!" A Qiongqi walked up to the sky with a violent voice and stepped down with iron hooves in the air, intending to trample Ye Chen into a pulp.
Ye Chen sneered, escaped in an instant, and appeared again. He was already on top of Qiongqi's head, holding a spear in both hands and inserting it straight.
Qiongqi's blood gushed out like a spring, the divine sea was destroyed, and his soul was also destroyed, and he was killed on the spot by a spear.
"Swallow." The third head Qiongqi rushed towards him and opened his bloody mouth. A dark vortex appeared in his mouth, swallowing the sky and the earth. The blood and blood from all directions were sucked into his mouth.
Ye Chen was also swallowed on the spot, but he was swallowed voluntarily.
If you can swallow me, it's not a big deal. If you can digest me, you are considered awesome. Not everyone can swallow me.
Facts have proved that Ye Chen was indeed making a fuss. After getting into Qiongqi's stomach, he started to cause chaos and beat Qiongqi until Qiongqi screamed.
In less than three seconds, Ye Chen came out and attacked from within, blasting a bloody hole. When he came out, Ling Tian shot the Qiongqi to pieces with a spear.
In just a few rounds, four Qiongqi were killed in a row. The remaining Qiongqi were furious with thunder, and their big eyes radiated with bloodthirsty light.
Ye Chen won't be afraid anymore, Qiongqi is very worried? Is it Lao Tzu or the Eucharist? Have you ever been afraid to scare me? It's not easy.
This guy is showing off his power, wielding his sword and flying across the stars.
He was like a god of war. Everywhere he went, there was a strange death. His huge body exploded in the starry sky. He was too big and bled too much, washing the starry sky with blood.
This scene was bloody, brutal, and lawless.
The old man in white clothes and the junior cultivator had already hid far away, their mouths slightly opened, their eyes widened and turned to stone.
Who is this! If it is so fierce, that would be a miracle! The bloodline of the first batch of creatures in the world is so domineering.
But it was such a group of wild beasts that were cultivated by one person, unable to lift their heads, and were killed one after another.
The human cultivator was so excited and excited that he forgot to escape for a moment and instead became a spectator to witness all this.
Such a big movement attracted more monks, who gathered around and swallowed hard, "Then who is that person?"
"I've seen it fierce, but I've never seen it so fierce. It's unbelievable!"
"It's been a long time. This is the first time I've seen someone with a hard temper."
"It really makes the human race look good." An older monk cheered in a hissing voice, "Our heavens are not without people, and the human race also has a god of war."
The words of this senior monk aroused him. Thousands of huge waves.
The weak monks were unable to participate in the battle, so they each took out their robes, tied them to their swords and waved them, shouting and cheering for Ye Chen. The sound was like a sea wave, sweeping across the starry sky, and Haoyu also moved.
"Who, who are you?" Qiongqi's voice was as angry as thunder.
The majestic ancient clan, the first living beings in the world, looked down upon the world, how proud they were, but they doubted their lives when they were killed, their roars and roars shook the stars.
"My name is Chenye." Ye Chen shouted loudly.
His roar shocked people's hearts, and everyone who heard it looked at each other, making sure they had never heard of this name.
There are crouching tigers and hidden dragons in the heavens, and talented people are emerging in large numbers to catch them alive.
Even they had never heard of it, let alone Qiongqi.
Ye Chen reveals his identity easily. What he wants is a sense of mystery, and he wants to wear the name Chen Ye and angrily fight against the great clan.
The identity must be revealed, but not in this starry sky.
Xuanhuang was his main battlefield, and he fought his way through.
He will appear in the most powerful posture, and with endless flames of war, he will tell the world that his ancient holy body Ye Chen is back. . If you love reading novels, how can you not follow this public account? Search V-letter: rdww444 or popular online articles, let’s chat about online articles together~