At the ruins of Tianzun, Ye Chen appeared, standing on a mountain peak, looking very close and far away.
As soon as you enter your eyes, you can see a vast fertile land, dripping mountains, rolling rivers, a wild forest, lush and green, extremely strong spiritual power, surrounded by clouds and mist, and the twilight is shrouded in mist.
"Not smaller than Nan Chu." Ye Chen pondered, then closed his eyes, looked inward at himself, and found that his cultivation was suppressed by a mysterious force. Not to mention him, even the Chaos Cauldron level was also suppressed.
Just looking at the suppressed levels, one can see that this Tianzun relic is of a higher level than the ancient relics of Xuanhuang.
Although the ancient ruins also suppressed cultivation, they suppressed the quasi-sage.
Thinking in his mind, he descended the mountain peak and headed straight into the depths.
Along the way, there were many sights of blood mist and broken limbs. It was obvious at a glance that they had gone through a great battle.
Under a rock wall, he slowly settled down. The rock wall was stained with blood. It had an artistic conception, but it was destroyed.
Not long after he stopped, he turned around and walked into a wild forest.
The ancient trees in the deserted forest are towering, and the vines are hanging down. You can't tell their age. The smell of blood here is even stronger. There are pools of flesh and blood everywhere, and there are corpses. The death is extremely miserable, and all the treasures have been robbed. Most of them belong to the gods. As a human cultivator, I have not seen half of the body of the prehistoric tribe.
"Junior, hand over the treasure, and I will allow you to live and die in peace." As Ye Chen was leaving, a sinister laughter sounded faintly, but the space was distorted, and a man covered in purple and gold robes came out. His face could not be seen clearly, only that His eyes shone with a terrifying light, like a snake or scorpion.
Ye Chen raised his eyebrows, and with just one glance, he saw through his true appearance and origin. He was a great sage, and he was also a member of the Heavenly Human Race. As for what kind of force he belonged to, he couldn't recognize it.
"You are very disobedient." The purple-robed man smiled quietly, and a secret technique evolved in his palm.
"You are so arrogant, why don't you go and rob the Honghuang people?" Ye Chen couldn't help but sneered.
"I changed my mind and want to turn you into a puppet." The man in purple robe was not shy at all and immediately took action, transforming into an illusory big hand and grabbing Ye Chen.
"How funny." Ye Chen curled his lips and punched him without even using his secret skills.
With one blow, the illusory big hand was blasted through. Even the purple-robed man stepped back, his whole arm exploded, and he was completely defeated in one move.
"How is that possible?" The purple-robed man's expression suddenly changed. He had robbed so many people, and he had never seen such a strong person.
"You are a great saint outside, but you dare to act wildly when you enter the ruins." Ye Chen reached the sky with one step, and pressed down with his big golden hand. The purple-robed man who had just stopped was crushed into flesh and blood by his palm.
"Spare your life." From the pool of flesh and blood, the purple-robed man's soul escaped and fled for his life, his eyes full of fear.
"How can a person not be sliced when he is floating in the rivers and lakes." Ye Chen transformed into a golden knife, and when he swiped the knife, he was actually sliced by the man in purple robe. The great sage-level soul was instantly destroyed under his knife. .
"I have always robbed others, and they dared to rob me." Ye Chen snorted, waved his hand, and collected the purple-robed man's storage bag. It was the poor man who accepted everything.
After doing this, he identified the direction and went straight to the other side.
There was a rumbling sound in that direction, and looking from a distance, one could see the mountains collapsing and the desolate forest falling into pieces.
Beyond the wild forest, there was a group of mountains. There were indeed people fighting. One of them, he knew, was the prince of the Scorpio clan. Although he was covered in black robes and covered with secret techniques, it was difficult for him to see.
The person fighting Scorpio was a purple-haired young man, shrouded in a black robe. His eyes were as deep as the stars in the sky, and his energy and blood were surging. The origin of his bloodline was very ancient, and there was a mysterious power hidden there.
He is very strange. He is obviously flesh and blood, but his body is illusory. Although Prince Scorpio's attacks are strong, every attack passes through his illusory body and hits an empty space.
"The emperor's path is ethereal?" Ye Chen whispered, staring at the purple-haired young man, as if he recognized the illusory magical power of his body.
Imperial Dao Piaomiao is also an extremely magical technique. Its essence is a space technique that surpasses the heavens.
While in the ethereal state of the Emperor's Path, he can dematerialize his body within a defined period of time. The dematerialized body ignores external attacks. What's even more frightening is that his attacks are absolutely effective.
"I've only heard of it, never seen it. It's really mysterious." Ye Chen's eyes were shining, and he was secretly deducing the emperor's way, hoping to find some secrets from it. He ignored external attacks, but his own attacks were effective. This is God-level hangup!
"Who are you?" Prince Scorpio roared, his eyes as scarlet as blood. He had fought for more than a hundred rounds, but he didn't hit anything. He had experienced hundreds of battles, but this was the first time he encountered such a strange opponent.
"Guess." The purple-haired young man smiled leisurely, walking on the Supreme Dao Yun, strolling in the sky, and really ignored the attack of Prince Scorpio. There were many ancient visions looming beside him.
"Seeking death." Prince Scorpio was furious and opened the door to the outside world, revealing a dark wasteland. He wanted to use this method to imprison the purple-haired young man.
"This method is of no use to me." The purple-haired young man sneered, ignoring the restraints of Prince Scorpio's vision, and used thousands of magics to merge with one finger, directly attacking the center of Prince Scorpio's eyebrows.
Prince Scorpio changed color and hurriedly ran away. His attack was ineffective, but the opponent's attack was effective.
He wanted to leave, but it was too late. The purple-haired young man pointed his finger across the space, and pierced the center of Prince Scorpio's eyebrows. Dazzling blood spurted out. Prince Scorpio's body fell to the ground, and he was actually killed by one finger. They were all dead, but there was still fear in their eyes.
The majestic prince of the Scorpio clan, so noble and powerful, had few opponents except the emperor, but he was defeated by the other party with one finger. Moreover, he did not know who the other party was until his death.
"There are crouching tigers and hidden dragons in the sky." Ye Chen lamented. He could kill Prince Scorpio with one finger. The purple-haired young man's combat power was already on par with the emperor's. What was embarrassing was that he had never heard of this person.
"People say that the holy body is so powerful that everything is overwhelming. When I see you today, no one in the world will deceive me." When Ye Chen sighed, the purple-haired young man walked away from ancient times. He was still holding the body of Prince Scorpio in his hand. It looked like he was going to take it out for the stew pot. Yitang, the prince of the prehistoric clan, is covered in treasures.
"Being able to see through Zhou Tian's cover-up, fellow Taoist's vision must be passed down from ancestors!" Ye Chenyou said with a smile.
"I like to hear this." The purple-haired young man smiled, took away the body of Prince Scorpio, took out the wine flask, and did not forget to hand a jug to Ye Chen, "The ruthless man who killed the emperor will bring his own aura wherever he goes. ."
"Why, aren't you going to introduce yourself?" Ye Chen took the bottle of wine and teased, "I have to go back and warn my talented people in Da Chu to stay away when I see you in the future."
"King Wu of Eastern Zhou Dynasty, Songyu."
"The Great Zhou Royal Family?" Ye Chen couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. He had never heard of Song Yu, but he had heard of the Great Zhou Royal Family. It was an ancient dynasty. The Xia royal family and the Han royal family were collectively known as the four great dynasties in ancient times.
Among them, the descendants of the Da Chu royal family are the lineage of the Chu emperor. He had heard Da Chu Huangyan mention it, and the descendants of the Da Xia royal family are the current Da Xia Long Dynasty. There was a great emperor. As for the Han royal family, according to legend, It had long been destroyed in the melee at the end of the ancient times.
"Another behemoth." Ye Chen clicked his tongue, "You should have a chat with my Emperor Chu."
"Let's go back and talk." Song Yu said, throwing away the wine bottle and flying towards the other side. After that, a loud curse came back, "You little loach, where can you run away."
Ye Chen raised his eyes and looked at the sky, only to see Song Yu chasing someone, and the little loach he mentioned was not a real little loach, but a blood loach tribe from the ancient times, and its body was somewhat similar to a loach.
Judging from the momentum of the blood loach, even if he is not a prince, he is at least a prince with a strong bloodline, but he is being chased by Song Yu. It seems that this is not the first time that the two of them have fought.
How about saying he is a blood loach? It looks similar to a loach. It is not slippery. It can run very fast. Its body skills are rarely matched by others at the same level. It can run fast even if it is not against Song Yu.
"I feel relieved when I see you chasing the Prehistoric Clan." Ye Chen said meaningfully, turned around and logged into Xutian, and continued walking deeper. Since it is a ruin, chance will most likely be in the deep, and that is the battlefield for the emperor. He ran in this time to help the emperors of the heavens fight.
The ruins of Tianzun are very lively, with rumbling sounds coming and going. People who kill people, steal goods, and snatch chance treasures are everywhere. There are always some self-reliant and powerful people who do shameless things.
It was precisely because of the killings that a ruined treasure suddenly turned into a battlefield. Blood and bones could be seen everywhere. Even in the air, there was blood mist flying, covering the sky.
Ahead, there is a vast sea. Ye Chen walks on the sea, his consciousness spreads, and he does not forget to look for opportunities.
Needless to say, there is indeed a treasure at the bottom of this sea. It is a fragment of a magic weapon, only as big as a baby's hand. It looks like the fragments of a broken copper furnace, and the level of that copper furnace is definitely accurate. Imperial soldiers.
"Don't want it for nothing." Ye Chen waved his hand and threw it into the Chaos Cauldron, letting it be swallowed up.
"You are so sick!" Just after walking out of Canghai, Ye Chen heard loud curses. Ye Chen's eyes lit up when he heard the curse. He was very familiar with the curse. It was obvious that the person who cursed was an acquaintance.
Before he could turn his head, two embarrassed figures came straight towards this side, rolling and crawling.
If you look closely, you will see that it is Kui Niu and Little Ape Emperor, each in a miserable shape, and they look like they are being chased.
Looking at the person who was chasing them, he was covered with a layer of golden robes, his aura was overwhelming, his body was full of waves, his blood-colored eyes were shining with a faint light, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, teasing and playful.
"Are you worried that you can't find the Honghuang tribe?" Ye Chen twisted his neck hard and saw that the man in golden robe was a member of the Honghuang tribe, not the prince, prince or emperor, but an elder of the Honghuang tribe. His own cultivation level was The quasi-emperor entered the ruins of Tianzun, and his realm was suppressed to that of a holy king.
While they were talking, Kui Niu and Little Ape Emperor had arrived. They were seriously injured and coughed up blood violently. Especially Kui Niu, half of his spine was torn out. The scars were filled with prehistoric energy, which dissolved his essence.
The little ape emperor was not much better. The most horrifying blood hole on his chest was poked out with a finger.
"If you don't know your way home, don't come here to wander around!" Ye Chen stuffed a handful of pills alone.
Kui Niu and Little Ape Emperor were stunned. They looked at Ye Chen. They were stunned for a second, and then asked tentatively, "Lao Qi?"
"Are you happy?" Ye Chen showed two rows of white teeth.
"Happy, so happy." Kui Niu and Little Ape Emperor stood up one after another. Their backs were unusually straight, and their confidence became unusual for ordinary tribesmen. With Ye Chen here, how could they be afraid of a bird? The ruins were pure and clear. The Holy King, the invincible Ancient Holy Body at the same level, could be beaten to tears by him.