"Whoever captures Chenye will be crowned king immediately." The loud shouts on the Xuanhuang Star Sea were filled with the power of cultivation and spread throughout the world. Not only the star field outside the Star Sea, but also the Xuanhuang Continent was alarmed. Many People with great supernatural powers drove boats into the sea one after another.
Looking down at the sea of stars, there are countless warships of the three tribes, each with their own divine light. Under the dazzling divine light, the whole thing is dark, like a black curtain that covers the sky, covering one sea area after another, speeding among the thousands of feet of waves, with magnificent momentum. .
Every warship is filled with figures, each wearing armor and holding a sword in hand. Their eyes are blood red and their faces are ferocious. They are licking their scarlet tongues. They are bloodthirsty and violent. The sweeping aura of prehistoric times dances with the stars and waves, creating a terrifying outline. picture.
"The heavens are not empty." Ye Chen stood on the bow of the ship, like a monument, shouting loudly, "If you want to fight, then come."
His screams made Honghuang furious. The quasi-emperors of the three tribes boarded the bow and personally took charge of the warship, chasing Ye Chen directly. The quasi-emperor warship was as majestic as a mountain, extremely fast, and very domineering. The formation turret revived, fused with quasi-imperial power, and swept out streaks of divine light, silent and cold.
Ye Chen looked calm and propped up the warship to guard the barrier. He moved very smoothly and avoided it almost every time.
He was no stranger to naval battles. Back then, he and Xiao Lingwa worked together to defeat the Moon Worshiping Cult with a Saint-class warship, which was unable to lift its head. That battle was still being sung to this day.
"Be careful ahead." Kui Niu stood at the mouth of the copper furnace, holding a treasure called a telescope and squinting.
"Damn, there are so many." Li Changsheng also held the telescope, one eye open and the other closed, grinning and clicking his tongue.
"The more the merrier." Ye Chen sneered and looked across from him. In the rough waves, there was a prehistoric spirit rolling in. Warships emerged one after another, lined up in a row. They were also Quasi-Emperor warships clearing the way. They could still be seen from a long distance away. The battle flags standing on the warship are the Armadillo Tribe, the Tang Snake Tribe and the Ghost Feng Tribe.
"Regardless of life or death, whoever captures Chenye will be crowned king on the spot." The formation of the three clans is really scary, even more so the Yaoshu clan, the Taotie clan and the Qiongqi clan. I don't know where they got the news, so they gathered in the sea of stars. , to kill Ye Chen.
Now, the people who were chasing Ye Chen changed from three tribes to six tribes. There were interceptors in front and pursuers behind, all of them were murderous.
Compared with the six major clans of the prehistoric times, the warships that Ye Chen controlled were as small as gravel and could be swallowed up at any time. In this situation, even if the opponent did not bombard him, Ye Chen would not be able to escape. He was surrounded from all sides. You can't use the ship to hit it! Even if it's smashed into pieces... you can't run away.
"I have never seen such a big battle since I came out of my mother's womb." Li Changsheng swallowed hard, his heart pounding.
"Jump into the sea, stop surfing." Kui Niu coughed dryly. He, who had always been fearless, was now timid.
"Don't be anxious, the time has not come yet." Ye Chen was calm and calm, as if nothing was wrong, while maneuvering the warship to escape the attack, he said with a leisurely smile, "When the six tribes gather together, it will not be too late to take action, and deal with them one by one. Damn it."
"You can't escape." Quasi-Emperor Yaozhao came galloping in his boat, his expression as ferocious as an evil ghost, and he swept out the divine light of the formation.
"You have the guts to catch up with me." Ye Chen sneered and suddenly changed direction. The divine light brushed against the hull of the ship.
Even so, the warship was still buzzing and shaking, and a large hole was wiped out in the protective barrier. Fortunately, it was not hit from the front, otherwise the entire warship would have been blasted through. A quasi-emperor-level warship , no joke.
Unable to destroy Ye Chen's warship, Emperor Zhunzhu gritted his teeth and went crazy with anger. He moved the warship to chase and bombard him all the way.
The quasi-emperors of the Taotie tribe and the Qiongqi tribe were not left behind. They kept pace with the quasi-emperors of the Yongzhao tribe. The warships behind them were as fast as lightning, regardless of whether they were in range or not, they only focused on bombardment.
There are also three tribes on the opposite side. The formations of divine light are like light rain. They did not hit Ye Chen, but sent waves rolling in the sea of stars.
"Six major races, nineteen quasi-emperors, and tens of thousands of great saints!" Cultivators from all over the world also arrived. Seeing the scene from a distance, their faces were pale and bloodless, and their hearts trembled to the point of bursting.
"What an excellent irony." Someone from the Xuanhuang Continent also came, driving a warship and swimming around the periphery. "In order to capture a saint, Xuanhuang actually sent out such a lineup."
"I don't know why, looking at that dusty night, I remembered Ye Chen inexplicably." The older monk felt sad, his cloudy old eyes were hazy, and the vicissitudes of life could not be concealed in his old age.
There was silence in all directions. Every time that name was mentioned, they couldn't help but sigh. The strong Holy Body lineage never surrendered.
Today's Chen Ye is so similar to Ye Chen back then. Even though he was surrounded and killed by the six tribes of the prehistoric era, he still had a great reputation in the world. He was a great figure in the world, which made even the elders feel in awe.
Now, looking at Ye Chen being besieged, too many people were engaged in ideological struggles. For a few moments, they almost urged the warship to kill him, but they finally tolerated that thought.
It's not that they don't help, it's that they can't help. The formation of the six tribes is so huge. There are six quasi-emperor class warships alone, and there are countless other great saint class warships. If they rush over, a wave can drown them. Just cannon fodder.
"Chen Ye's warship was hit." In the silence, someone said something, attracting everyone's attention.
Looking from a distance, the warship in charge of Ye Chen was hit by the quasi-emperor warship of the Qiongqi tribe. The so-called warship guardian barrier was more fragile than white paper. The huge hull was penetrated on the spot. The Great Sage-level The warship cannot withstand the quasi-emperor level bombardment.
"It's not broken yet." The Taotie Quasi-Emperor scolded coldly, activated the formation turret, and shot out the formation light, all the way through the space of the star sea.
"I can't hold on any longer." Ye Chen abandoned the warship and escaped into the sea of stars. As soon as he left, the warship was hit, exploded, and the fragments flew away, falling into the waves.
The warships of the six tribes arrived soon after, one by one, with the star sea where Ye Chen's ship sank as the center, with a radius of a million miles... They were all surrounded, like a black carpet.
"Search, if you want to see people alive, you want to see corpses if you die." The quasi-emperor of the Qiongqi clan snorted coldly, opened his divine eyes and scanned the sea of stars. Is his prince still in Ye Chen's hands
Thinking of this, the three quasi-emperors Qiongqi all looked at Shangshang with cold expressions. He could not escape the blame for the Ninth Prince being captured.
Shang Shan's heart trembled. Although he was angry, he didn't dare to say a word. For a quasi-emperor to be like this at his peak, it really made people want to laugh.
Here, Ye Chen was walking forward in the sea of stars and had escaped from the encirclement. He did not slowly settle down until he was under the outermost ship.
Fortunately, Kui Niu and Li Changsheng had known that the Holy Body was not bound by the sea of stars, but the sealed Ninth Prince Qiongqi's eyes were highlighted, his pupils were constricted, and he looked at Ye Chen in disbelief. He was not bound by the sea of stars. This was too embarrassing. People are surprised.
"It's my turn." Ye Chen showed two rows of white teeth and did not attack immediately. Instead, he kept stuffing pills into his mouth, trying his best to restore his energy and prepare for a big fight.
"Baby, don't forget to collect the baby." Kui Niu rubbed his hands and grinned. As soon as the vote was completed, he distributed it.
"The pot has been set up." Li Changsheng also laughed happily. He had eaten the essence of the great clans along the way, and the power of his bloodline had reached an extremely terrifying level.
How about following the Ancient Holy Body... is there a future? While watching a big show, not only can you drink soup, but you can also eat meat.