Dachu in the early morning is peaceful and quiet, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, and the dewdrops on the branches and leaves reflect the sunlight and are crystal clear.
However, this tranquility was broken by a wolf howl, which shocked the entire people of Chu.
The voice came from Tianxuan Sect, or to be more precise, it came from the King of Humans. His voice had the aura of a bastard.
The Nine Emperors were alerted, as were the Sword God and Donghuang Taixin. They rushed over one after another, only to see the Human King squatting on the altar, holding a Bagua plate in his hands, laughing so excitedly.
"Are you sick? It's so early in the morning, why are you howling?" Donghuang Taixin's face was full of black lines, and he was having breakfast with his sweetheart Jianfeidao. It was so warm, but because of Renwang's voice, it was suddenly broken, and it felt like beating someone up. impulse.
"The Holy Body, the Ancient Holy Body, he is the Ancient Holy Body." The Human King ran down the altar, like a crazy person, jumping up and down, talking incoherently, blustering for a while, laughing for a while, like a man. Idiot.
"Ancient Holy Body? What Ancient Holy Body?" Everyone was confused after hearing this, and they really couldn't understand the Human King.
"Chenye, that Chenye is the bloodline of the ancient holy body." The human king laughed and finally came to peace.
"Impossible, how can there be two holy bodies in one era." The War King frowned, and everyone present did not believe it.
"What if we call Chen Ye the other way around?" The Human King smiled mysteriously and winked at everyone.
"Call the other way around." Upon hearing this, all the quasi-emperors looked at each other.
The next moment, their eyes became dazzling, and Chenye shouted in turn, wasn't it Ye Chen
At that moment, all the quasi-emperors collectively looked at the Human King, staring intently, and their bodies tensed up, hoping to get a definite answer from the Human King.
"Ye Chen, you're back." The human king spoke very deeply.
"Is it really him?" The War King suddenly stepped forward and grasped the Human King's shoulders with both hands, neither light nor heavy.
"Yes, yes, yes." The King of Humans bared his teeth, his small shoulders were pinched so hard that the bones were shattered into pieces.
"Chen Ye, Ye Chen, why didn't we think of this?" Di Lao slapped his forehead fiercely, his expression extremely exciting.
"It's gone, it's gone." Before the quasi-emperors could be surprised, a chorus of shouting sounds came from the outside world.
The old man opened the water curtain and saw a ray of immortal light flying out from Heng Yue Sect, breaking through the illusion and heading straight towards Xuanhuang.
After looking carefully, I saw that it was a cauldron. It was huge, thick, simple and natural. If I took a closer look, wasn't it Ye Chen's Chaos Cauldron? He actually flew out of Dachu on his own.
"Let's go." Emperor Chu said with a sonorous voice and stepped out of Tianxuan Gate.
Other emperors, the Sword God, Donghuang Taixin, and even all the quasi-emperors of Tianxuan Sect also flew out of Tianxuan Sect, chasing Ye Chen's Chaos Cauldron and heading straight to Xuanhuang Continent.
At this moment, their imaginations were widened, and they finally understood why the Chaos Cauldron had been showing strange behavior frequently these days, and why the Human King had been unable to figure out Chen Ye's identity.
Now, everything has been explained. The Chaos Cauldron must have sensed the existence of its master, and the reason why the Human King could not figure it out was because Ye Chen used Zhou Tian to hide his identity.
Alive, Ye Chen is still alive, he is finally back.
Despite the state of mind of all the quasi-emperors, their eyes were filled with tears of excitement, and all their doubts were covered up.
In Xuanhuang Zhongzhou and the Tianshan Mountains, the sky and the ground are filled with human figures, and the sky is filled with darkness, and the aura of blood is very strong.
The huge battle platform is still there, many princes of the great clans are still there, and the human cultivators chained to the copper pillars are still there. The bloody scene is shocking and makes people tremble.
The battlefield is red, the blood of the younger generation.
In the past half month, too many young and talented people have rushed to the battlefield, but without exception, they have all been killed.
And today, it will be even more lively than the previous half month.
Just because the prince of the Dou Zhan Holy Ape Clan is going to take the stage today.
The ancient races, the royal families of the Southern Territory, many great sects in the Eastern Wilderness, many great sects in Zhongzhou, and the Jiuli Clan of the Northern Mountains all arrived.
In addition, many people with great supernatural powers, such as Yaochi Fairy Mother, Phoenix, Donghua Seventh Son, Sky-Swallowing Demon Lord and Jiuxiao Zhenren, are also present to witness a deadly battle.
"After you fight, it's me." Long Jie also ran over, patted the little ape emperor's shoulder hard, and smiled freely.
"Have a good fight." Not only Dragon Tribulation, but also the Son of God of the Wu Clan, the Southern Emperor, the Central Emperor, and the Northern Saint also came.
Even the quirky Little Nine Immortals put on battle clothes, as if they were a female general at the peak of her powers, and she was going to end her fight with the princes of the ancient world today.
The little ape king smiled, turned around slowly, looked at the holy ape king, and then kowtowed loudly, "Dad, I'm going."
This kneeling was the last. Once he got on the fighting platform, he would never get back down, but he still wanted to go.
"There is no coward in the lineage of the Holy Ape." The Holy Ape Emperor spoke sonorously, his back straight, his body as tough as a mountain, his flaming golden eyes shining in all directions, gazing at all directions.
Even though he knew that his children were going to die, he did not stop them, just because they were the inheritance of the imperial way. The ancestors of the great emperors, the Dou Zhan Holy Emperor, had been strong throughout their lives and never gave in.
As the younger generation, how could they weaken the reputation of their ancestors? Even if they died, they would just die in battle and live an ignoble existence.
Not only did he not stop him, but no one from the Dou Zhan Holy Ape Clan who was present stopped him. The Little Ape King was the crown prince of the Holy Ape Clan. He was burdened with the glory of his ancestors and could not tolerate retreat.
Moreover, the entire Holy Ape Clan was present today, and after the Little Ape Emperor, they were the ones who wanted to go to war with Honghuang.
Perhaps, after today, there will be no more holy apes in the world, and the entire holy ape clan's imperial inheritance will be cut off.
This is the fighting holy ape clan, a strong lineage.
The cultivators from all over the world looked moved. For the sake of the reputation of their ancestors, this clan was going to go to war, even if it meant annihilation.
It's not like the Little Ape Emperor has never been on such a battlefield.
Two years ago, there was a battle platform like this at the foot of Zhutian Mountain. In that battle, Xuanhuang killed many young heroes, including Kui Niu, Bei Mingyu and Pangolin.
That was the little ape emperor's brother. Everyone in Xuanhuang knew that, and now he was the only one left among the seven brothers.
Therefore, he not only bears the glory of his predecessors, but also the blood debt and undying hatred of his brothers.
"It's really touching!" The princes of the Honghuang clan on the battlefield all smiled quietly, lying on their seats, playfully teasing, and looking at the scene with great appreciation.
The little ape emperor snorted coldly, suddenly turned around, holding the black gold iron rod, the golden hairs stood upright like steel needles, each one was filled with lightning, the domineering aura surged, and a pair of blazing golden eyes bloomed with bright golden light. .
"You don't know what you can do." The ninth prince stood up with a faint smile.
"Fight." The little ape emperor shouted, and Ling Tian smashed it with a stick. It was a dominating move that seemed to be able to smash mountains and rivers hundreds of thousands of miles away.
The Ninth Prince sneered and stepped forward with his bare hands.
When the stick and the palm collided, there was a boom and the space exploded.
Looking at the two sides again, the Ninth Prince of Yongzhao stood still as tall as a mountain, while the Little Ape Emperor stepped back. Every time he took a step back, the battle platform was cracked, the black gold iron rod buzzed and trembled, and his arms were shattered by the shock. You can see the shining muscles and bones.
This move was a complete defeat, his bloodline was absolutely suppressed, and the little ape emperor had no advantage at all in front of Yaozhu.
After all, not everyone is as perverted as Ye Chen, and not everyone is as domineering as him.
"Kill." The little ape emperor burned his true energy and blood at the slightest moment, swung his stick and attacked again, Ling Tian's stick was unparalleled in dominance.
"You're not close." The Ninth Prince of Yongzhao smiled faintly. He looked like a ghost and easily dodged. With a finger of divine light, he poked a bloody hole in the little ape emperor's chest.
The little ape king swept across with his stick, destroying pieces of space.
The battle broke out, with rumbles that shook the sky. A prince of the holy ape clan and a prince of the Taozu clan fought in the sky. Blood poured like rain, but they all belonged to the little ape emperor, which was very dazzling.
On the other hand, Yao Zhu, Zongheng Jiuxiao, fights calmly and calmly. Although he is at the same level, his combat power absolutely suppresses the little ape emperor. Every time he attacks, the little ape emperor bleeds.
After only a dozen rounds, the little ape emperor was already bloody and bloody. He fought to the point of going crazy, but he was still defeated.
Hey, looking at the miserable little ape king, Jiang Taixu sighed. He had the Immortal Wheel Eye and could see more clearly. The little ape king and Tao Zhu were not on the same level at all.
"If we fight like this, the little ape emperor won't be able to survive even a hundred rounds." Chiyangzi shook his head secretly, "梼杌 is too strong."
"Ye Chen is dead and Chen Ye Dao has disappeared. Isn't there even a single person in our heavens to support the scene? It's really desolate!" The old man Zhundi sighed, and couldn't bear to look at it anymore.
"If the Little Ape Emperor dies, the Holy Ape Clan will definitely start a war with the Great Desolate World." The Sky-Swallowing Demon Lord Mo Yuan said, "The melee from two years ago will continue, and the flames of war will spread throughout the world."
"Ye Chen! How wonderful it would be if you were still here!" Long Jie and the others' eyes turned red as they watched. Every time the little ape emperor bled, their fists would become tighter, and there was still blood between their fingers. Blood flowed and dripped.
The people fighting against the Holy Ape Clan were calmer than expected, watching quietly, but the more so, the more terrifying it became. If the little ape king died, it would definitely be a world-shattering battle.
"What we want is to start a war." The quasi-emperors of the Great Desolate Clan who were hiding in the darkness all smiled grimly. If the Holy Ape Tribe provoked a war first, then the Great Desolate would not mind leveling the entire world.
"Failed." There was discussion, and Master Jiuxiao sighed.
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the little ape emperor falling into the sky. On the way down, the fairy light all over his body dimmed to the extreme.
With a roar, he landed on the battle platform, smashing a deep pit into a pool of blood.
"It's really boring." The ninth prince also came down. His clothes were stained with blood, but it was all the blood of the little ape emperor.
From the deep pit, the little ape king crawled out, staggering, with countless scars all over his body. More than a dozen sternums were torn off, and the spine was torn apart. Through the scars, the muscles and bones could still be seen, and blood flowed across it, full of blood. Battle platform.
Even the black gold iron rod he held in his hand broke.
Miserable, extremely miserable, those dazzling golden eyes became dim for the first time, the energy and blood had dried up, the fairy light that protected the body had also dissipated, and the strength of the crossbow was at its end.
"I heard that Kui Niu, you are the eldest brother." The Ninth Prince of Yongzhu smiled faintly, "That's a coincidence. I also killed him, but soon, you two will meet in hell."
The little ape emperor was silent, but he cried. The strong lineage burst into tears, hating himself for being so useless.
Half of the seven brothers died at the hands of Honghuang, and he was the only one left, but he still couldn't take revenge.
This defeat was a disgrace to his ancestors and his brothers. He tried his best and fought until death, but he still failed.
"Ant." The ninth prince smiled sinisterly and pressed down with a palm. With this palm falling, the little ape emperor would definitely die.
Seeing this, everyone in the world closed their eyes, unable to bear to watch anymore. Their fighting power was absolutely crushing, and even their blood could not defy the heavens.
"My son, you go first. Father and our clan will arrive soon." The Holy Ape King shouted, not intending to rescue. The whole clan collectively took out the iron bars and prepared to fight. The aura of domination surged and rolled. , the sky is buzzing.
Ah..., the little ape emperor screamed and roared, very sad, holding the broken iron rod, dragging his broken body, staggering towards the ninth prince, with blood and tears on his face, this was his last charge.
Suddenly, at this moment, a ray of golden light fell straight from the sky, pulling the little monkey king down behind him, and then clenched his golden fist tightly, and smashed Yongzhu's palm print into pieces with one punch.
"You rest, take my place." Ye Chen came, wearing a mask, with flying black hair. Although his words were plain, they were like eternal thunder, spreading throughout the world and making the sky tremble. 17