The world in the Western Desert was shrouded in a sea of thunder that covered the sky, and it was not static, but always moving.
Countless mountains were split apart, countless figures turned into ashes, and the whole world was devastated.
"Run, no where to run." No matter how strong the thunder, no matter how piercing the wail, it could not compare to the shouts and screams of Ye Chen.
Looking from a distance, that guy was very dishonest. He just went into crowds of people, and no one wanted to see him. He still shamelessly got in. Once he was gone, so was the thunder calamity.
Wherever he went, there were roars and screams, and patches of blood mist surged, dyeing the pure land scarlet.
"I will kill you, I will kill you." Shang Shan ran away and roared, his face was ferocious and scary, he was a quasi-emperor, but he was also hit by the thunder of the heavenly tribulation, and his whole body was covered in smoke.
But even though he was cursing, his feet were not idle. The wind was blowing with lightning all the way, and he ran faster than anyone else.
It was a good thing that he didn't scold him. With this scolding, Ye Chen stopped and went straight to him with a gorgeous drift.
"Old dog, if I don't kill you today, I will take your surname." Ye Chen also scolded, howling and spitting stars flying all over the sky.
He has long been determined to kill this bitch like Shangshan.
The quasi-emperor of the human race is even more hateful than the prehistoric era. It’s okay not to help, but he also helps the tyrants to do harm and ruins all living beings.
If not for this, he wouldn't have been surrounded by the Great Desolate. He didn't fall into the hands of the Great Desolate, but was managed by others.
It's also thanks to him that he kept the quasi-sage king's heavenly tribulation and broke the prehistoric death situation. Otherwise, he would have to answer here tonight.
Nowadays, with the support of Heavenly Tribulation, how can we let the good old dog go? Such power is rare, how can it be wasted.
Being targeted by him, Shangshan was miserable. He ran away and roared all the way, but he didn't dare to look back. His speed was as fast as being killed.
"Crack him, chop him to death." In the copper furnace, Kui Niu and Li Changsheng were jumping up and down, howling at the top of their lungs. After being depressed for so long, this scene was the most enjoyable to watch.
Ye Chen did not disappoint them both. He shrunk to the ground and performed superbly, and the distance between him and the Supreme Being was infinitely closer.
Shang Shan was covered within the scope of the Heavenly Tribulation, and thunder descended one after another, and their aim was extremely precise.
"Run, keep running! Why don't you run away." Ye Chen went to the sky to kill him, but he didn't even need to take action, the thunder calamity hit him directly.
"Kill." Shangshan's hair was disheveled, his eyes were scarlet and terrifying, but as soon as he stabilized his body, he was knocked over by a bolt of lightning, and the heavenly spirit cap was blown away, and his brains were spilled.
In the next few moments, the tribulation thunderbolts were so fierce that he forgot what it felt like to stand.
"Take my sword." Ye Chen shouted angrily, holding the Quasi-Emperor Sword, and one sword combined thousands of secret techniques to penetrate the void.
This sword, with its thunderous force, is a killing sword, and with the help of the Heavenly Tribulation, its power can be said to be devastating.
"No... no no no..." Shang Shan's eyes were highlighted and his pupils were constricted. Although he tried his best to avoid it, the thunderbolt was so fierce that he couldn't even stand still.
The blood suddenly appeared, and the center of his brow was pierced by Ye Chen's sword. There was a bloody hole, and blood spurted out.
The Yuan Shen suffered a devastating blow, the natal fire was almost annihilated, and the Yuan Shen's true body collapsed. It was indeed a killing sword.
Shangshan fell into the sky, his body covered in blood. As he fell, he was constantly torn into pieces by thunder and lightning from the sky.
When he was on the verge of death, he understood what regret was. He regretted that he should not have been a lackey in the past, and regretted that he should have provoked the evil star Ye Chen, and even ended up dead.
Ah..., with the last roar in his life, everything turned into dust, and a generation of quasi-emperors died on the spot.
"It's better to leave without seeing you off." Ye Chen snorted coldly, and cut off the thunder and lightning with a sword, his eyes were like torches, and the evil aura was overwhelming.
Originally, with his strength, he could not kill the quasi-emperor. It was only through the power of the heavenly tribulation that he could complete the killing with one sword. This surprise attack was perfect for the Jedi.
"Damn it, you really deserve to die." Seeing the destruction of the best, Ancestor Yantian was furious, his old eyes were blood red and ferocious.
But he was angry, but he didn't dare to kill him. With his fighting power, he was also afraid of the catastrophe. If he was not careful, he would be wiped out in ashes.
His disciple is a bloody example of goodness.
Facts have proved that with the support of the Quasi-Emperor's soldiers and the support of the Heavenly Tribulation, Ye Chen already has the capital to kill the Quasi-Emperor.
"I'll kill you sooner or later." Ye Chen cursed, but did not chase Yan Tian. It was not that he didn't chase, but that he couldn't catch up. He was too slippery.
"Over there, there are many people over there." Kui Niu Lang howled.
Ye Chen swept around and killed in the direction Kui Niu pointed. There were indeed many people, including people from the eight tribes. The one who ran the fastest was a quasi-emperor.
The world was bustling again. As he ran all the way, he was chopped into ashes and his soul was shattered on the spot.
The roar started again, and the eight prehistoric tribes were so angry that they went crazy. They wanted to turn around and kill Ye Chen alive, but they were frightened by the power of the catastrophe. Each one ran faster than the other, for fear of running slower.
This is a picture of lawlessness. Tens of millions of people from the eight tribes were defeated by a natural disaster.
The dark crowd was being chased by a saint, and the quasi-emperor was the same, his majesty completely gone.
"What kind of bloodline does that kid have? He is so domineering."
The first wave of people who came to watch the show arrived, and they stayed on the periphery, looking for the tops of the hills. They looked at it from a distance, with constant sounds of surprise, until they saw that their hearts were trembling.
"There are crouching tigers and hidden dragons in the sky. He must be a monster-level genius." Master Jiuxiao stroked his beard lightly, his eyes full of shock.
"This needs to be rubbed." Chiyangzi held the memory crystal, "As time goes by, I will be happy pointing at it for many years."
"This is my first time seeing Honghuang being fucked so badly."
"Look, this is the Heavenly Tribulation. Learn from it." The old man Zhundi glanced at Nandi Longjie and others behind him, "With your skills, you are far behind him."
"Perhaps the only one who can compete with him in such a calamity is Ye Chen." Long Jie couldn't help but sigh.
"Cut, chop to death." Compared to Longjie Nandi and others, the little ape emperor was particularly dishonest. He jumped three feet high and had a pair of blazing golden eyes, blooming with bright golden light.
"The whole nest is ready." The young monks were all excited. They gathered together and howled loudly.
"Have you ever felt that Chen Ye from Du Jie looks familiar?" Bei Sheng murmured, looking tentatively at the crowd.
"Don't make trouble. Even with a mask on, you don't even know what he looks like."
"Don't be idle, do some business." A group of living treasures said, and each took the memory crystal. These scenes were to be taken back and offered up. If they were not kept together, they could ward off evil spirits.
When the four parties were discussing, Ye Chen on the other side became much more honest. He continued to scold, but did not pursue the person again.
After all, this is his heavenly tribulation. As time has reached its limit, the heavenly tribulation has become increasingly fierce. As someone who has overcome the heavenly tribulation, he has to be cautious. God's punishment is too harsh.
Seeing that Ye Chen no longer pursued, the eight tribes settled down and blocked the outside, waiting for the catastrophe to dissipate to kill Ye Chen.
From the quasi-emperor down to the heavenly realm, all the figures were in a wretched state, with their skin and flesh torn apart, and many of them had lost their bodies, leaving only their souls.
"Kill, kill, kill, he will be reduced to ashes."
The people of the Honghuang tribe gnashed their teeth and roared like mad dogs. Their eyes were scarlet and their expressions were ferocious. Their angry roars even surpassed the thunder, causing the earth to tremble and tremble miserably.
This is a shame, a huge shame. None of the great clans in the ancient world have suffered such a big loss since the unblocking.
Under the gaze of everyone, the sea of thunder covering the sky drowned Ye Chen, and wisps of extinguished thunder poured down from the sky.
"Fight." Ye Chen roared, tearing apart the sea of thunder, rushing up against the sky, bathed in thunder, and filled with overwhelming fighting spirit, all the way up to the sky, powerful and domineering.
He is like the god of war, powerful all over the world, swallowing up hundreds of thousands of rivers with anger, and even thousands of thunders reaching the sky cannot stop him.
Thunder and lightning were destroyed one after another.
God's will seemed to be a decoration, and it was difficult to destroy him, an ant. He was beaten in blood, and his face was lost all the way, and his so-called majesty became a joke.
The monks from all directions were terrified when they saw it. It was frightening just to look at it. If it was them who should be robbed, most of them would already be on their knees.
They couldn't see through such a monster. He was covered by a catastrophe, and even quasi-emperors couldn't see through his true appearance and origin.
All I know is that he is very strong, so strong that even the Thunder Tribulation of Heaven is helpless, and his heaven-defying conquests are shocking.
Even those from the prehistoric tribe looked pale.