The Western Desert is in chaos, and the flames of war are raging across the pure land. The eight tribes have become one, working together to mediate, and it has turned into a melee among the eight tribes. Every time the imperial soldiers collide, dozens of figures turn into blood mist.
Looking up at the sky, there are all wild beasts.
Each one is as huge as a mountain, running wildly in the flying immortal light of death, spitting flames from the mouth, shooting thunder from the eyes, and all kinds of blood pouring like rain, sketching a gorgeous picture.
Looking down at the earth, there are already mountains of bones and rivers of blood.
In every ancient city, there are wars, with constant rumblings, broken soldiers, bodies of beasts, and roaring battle flags, covering the bloody battlefield, like an endless hell.
"It's really lively." Po Meng looked at the Wangchuan restricted area and sighed, "If we continue to fight like this, the Western Desert will be destroyed."
"The origin of Chen Zhan, the divine treasure of Dihuang, the holy bones of Ba Yuan, Ba body, turning the universe into dust, the eyes of six reincarnations, what he experienced after his death." King Wangchuan murmured, looking quietly at one side, as if I can see Ye Chen in the dusty space through the endless mist, his old eyes are full of deep meaning.
"Did you go to the underworld?" Po Meng said slowly.
"This possibility cannot be ruled out." King Wangchuan said calmly, taking a deep breath, "He... will be a variable."
When the two of them were talking, the melee between the eight tribes became even more fierce. They seemed to have no intention of stopping and they were all going crazy.
"Hit them all to death." On the edge of the Western Desert, the gods and cultivators howled so loudly that they almost ran in to cheer for them. Just hearing the roar of the Western Desert was so satisfying.
"If you bully me, you will kill each other one day." The young monks gathered together and laughed excitedly.
"In my opinion, it's eighty percent that Chenye is causing trouble secretly." On one side of the crowd, Master Jiuxiao said while stroking his beard and smiling.
"Being able to provoke a melee among the eight tribes, his trouble-making skills are as good as that of Ye Chen." Chiyangzi said, "If Ye Chen were still alive, they would have a lot to say."
"Speaking of Ye Chen, I miss him again." A dozen people came over and took a closer look. It was Nan Di Long Jie and the others.
"You guys, don't be impulsive anymore." The old man, the Quasi-Emperor, swept around and warned with dignity, "You know you can't beat him, but you still rush to the battlefield. How ferocious the prince of the great clan is, how can you think of him?" It can be stopped."
"If my seventh son was still here, how dare those bastards be so arrogant?" The little ape emperor's golden eyes were full of cold light.
"The problem is, he is no longer here." The three old quasi-emperors all sighed and shook their heads, looking somewhat nostalgic.
With one word, several great geniuses also fell silent.
They were unwilling to be oppressed by the prehistoric prince, so they placed their hope on a person who was already dead.
For a few moments, they even felt that Ye Chen was still alive and would return one day to turn the tide.
In the dusty space, Ye Chen found a bare stone, squatted on it, and looked at it with his chin in his hands.
Xizun stood beside him, holding a wine gourd, drinking leisurely and looking at it, feeling indescribably happy.
To be more sentimental, Kui Niu and Li Changsheng were squatting in front of Quasi-Emperor Qiongqi, Prince Qiongqi and Prince Tanshe, each holding an iron basin.
The three quasi-emperors' Yuanshen and the two princes' Yuanshen all had ferocious faces, and they could clearly see Ye Chen's plot.
It's a pity that the eight tribes didn't realize that they were playing into Ye Chen's hands and started a big melee, completely forgetting about Chen Ye.
And they, as captives, could only watch the primitive people killing each other, but they were powerless.
Not only was he helpless, but he also had to watch the two beasts squatting in front of them and drinking soup, stewed with their bodies.
"Smells, it smells really good." The guy from Kui Niu was very cooperative, drinking one basin after another, shamelessly.
"Do you want to drink?" Li Changsheng was even meaner. He just drank by himself. From time to time he raised his head and asked people if they wanted to drink.
Several people were gnashing their teeth and their eyes were so angry that they were about to spit out blood. However, their speech was blocked and they did not even have the right to speak.
"Let's go." On the other side, Ye Chen patted his butt and stood up. First he stretched his body, then escaped from the dust space, and then escaped into the void space.
The battle was raging, and no one noticed anything strange here.
Sneaking in the void, Ye Chen stayed away from the battle circle and returned to the ancient city of cause and effect, hoping to use the teleportation array here.
At this moment, there is also a battle in Karma City. It is in a mess. There is not a complete attic, and it is full of rubble and debris.
"So dedicated." Ye Chen glanced around and saw several battle circles, piles of people from the Anhuang tribe, working hard.
He dropped his gaze and headed straight to the center of the city. Fortunately, the teleportation array was not damaged yet. He stepped into it and activated it on his own.
Before leaving, he left a clone behind. When he arrived, he destroyed the teleportation array with one palm.
He has a bold idea, which is to destroy all the teleportation arrays in all the ancient cities in the Western Desert.
The Western Desert is so big and boundless that even a great sage may not be able to fly out in millions of years just by flying.
Just imagine, if there was no teleportation array, the great clans in the Western Desert would be extremely miserable.
"This is a very good idea." The more Ye Chen thought about it, the more reliable it became. As he thought about it, he smiled obscenely.
When Kui Niu and the three of them saw this, they all showed meaningful expressions. They liked Ye Chen's urinary nature and were very pleased.
A quarter of an hour later, Ye Chen came out of the passage, and the clone in Karma City also destroyed the teleportation array with one palm.
"You should need the map of the ancient city in the Western Desert." Xizun rubbed his divine consciousness from the Divine Sea, sealed it in jade, handed it to Ye Chen, and then continued drinking leisurely.
"It's really considerate." Ye Chen couldn't help but smile, crushed the jade stone, and the spiritual consciousness inside was integrated into his divine sea. Somewhat surprisingly, it turned out to be the entire map of the Western Desert.
With a map, it is easier to do things with less effort. Ancient cities are marked and then connected together.
He had made up his mind to destroy all the teleportation arrays in the ancient city. After the eight races were finished fighting, he would let them fly out.
Half an hour later, he set off again and went to the ancient city of creation. There was a teleportation array inside, and it was not small.
Along the way, I saw many people from the Honghuang tribe, and the fight was in full swing. I also killed a few of them, which will be of great use in the future.
As for human cultivators, it’s not that there aren’t any. Most of them are great saints and quasi-emperors. They have come to fish in troubled waters, seeking wealth and honor in danger. The eight prehistoric tribes are fighting in a hot fire, and they can also make some money.
Ye Chen is most optimistic about these people. They can always find ways to make money and are self-reliant. They all have a promising future.
Not long after, he escaped into Creation City. The city was also lively and shrouded in prehistoric energy. He ignored it directly, leaving a clone behind, and he escaped into the transmission channel.
In less than a quarter of an hour, the teleportation array in the ancient city of creation was in ruins, and the great tribesmen in the prehistoric era were completely unaware of it.
In the next period of time, Ye Chen became so promiscuous that he was like a ghost, haunting ancient cities.
And not long after he left, the ancient city teleportation array was destroyed.
In less than half a day, dozens of teleportation arrays were destroyed, and they were all important ancient cities that were transportation hubs.
The eight prehistoric tribes fought fiercely, and he worked diligently.
It was another dark night. He entered the transmission channel, drank heavily, and had the word "Happy" engraved on his face.
"I really want to see the expressions of the eight tribes after seeing that all the teleportation formations were destroyed." Li Changsheng's eyes shone brightly.
"I'm sure I'll scold my mother. If I can't protect everything, I'll have to do it again." Kui Niu touched his chin with a serious look on his face.
"One day, the entire Western Desert Passage will be paralyzed." Ye Chen held the map and roughly estimated it.
"The war outside has stopped." Xizun said.
Hearing this, Ye Chen immediately raised his head, opened the Six Paths of Samsara Eye, and looked at the outside world through the passage.
It is true as Xizun said, the eight prehistoric tribes have stopped fighting.
Ye Chen frowned and could clearly see that the eight tribes were in order. Although they glared at each other, they did not continue to fight.
"What's going on, the fight is over now?" Kui Niu also frowned. For some reason, he always felt that something bad was going on.
Outside, on one side of the sky, eight quasi-emperors gathered together, each with a cold face and a miserable figure.
At this moment, the eight quasi-emperors holding imperial weapons were all looking at a man in black robes. That was a quasi-emperor. To be more precise, he was the Supreme Being, who was also in the Western Desert.
"Are you sure it's Chen Ye who is causing trouble?" Tang She snorted coldly.
"You can tell at a glance." Shangshan smiled quietly, waved his hand and held out a water curtain. The water curtain was huge enough to hang in mid-air. "This is deduced by my master. It is absolutely true."
Looking at the water curtain again, what appeared... was the scene of Ye Chen taking on the identity of a snake to cause trouble, causing the two clans to go to war.
"You bastard." Tan Snake and Armadillo saw this and became furious. The two tribes started a war, but it was Chen Ye who was secretly causing trouble.
"Damn it." The quasi-emperors of the other six tribes also roared with anger, gnashing their teeth, and their faces were ferocious, like demons.
The dignified Honghuang clan was tricked by a small saint. For this reason, eight clans fought in a melee, resulting in countless casualties. Honghuang has never suffered such a loss since the unblocking. 17