"Come in if you have the guts."
"Something comes out."
In the dark night, in the abyss, the curses continued.
Ye Chen and Dharmakaya didn't go in, and Prince Honghuang didn't come out, so they yelled at each other with all their strength.
Time passed by minute by minute.
At some point, I saw the space distorting, and a figure, oh no, it should be two figures, walking out hand in hand.
Ye Chen's eyes suddenly brightened when he saw it. One of them, needless to say, was Ming Jue.
As for the other one, he was also an acquaintance: Xiao Chen, the son of the War King.
"What a big fish!" Ming Jue came and looked into the abyss, his eyes burning. If all of the more than a hundred Primordial Princes were wiped out, the Primordial Clan would be so angry that they would vomit blood.
"Tsk, tsk, the inheritance of the God of War is really overbearing." Here, Ye Chen sighed and looked at Xiao Chen.
The son of the War King is as majestic as before, wearing a purple and gold battle armor, with eyes like stars, black hair like waterfalls, and billowing energy and blood, like the majestic rivers and seas, mixed with the deep dragon's roar. Taoism is the most domineering, and the word "war" can fully explain everything about Xiao Chen.
Ye Chen has never seen the real Xing Tian, but he can see a little bit of the God of War in Xiao Chen. Xiao Chen's way is too strong. He has inherited the mantle of the God of War, and now he is a genuine emperor's son.
"It's the opportunity given by Brother Ye." Xiao Chen said with a smile. This is true. If Ye Chen hadn't told him, God knows that Wangxuanxing has the head of the God of War, and God knows in what year he would be able to cultivate to such a height.
"Remember, you owe me a favor." Ye Chen circled around Xiao Chen, curious about the mantle of the God of War. Especially when he saw the divine treasure hidden in Xiao Chen's body, he was even more embarrassed. The elephants will destroy the heaven and the earth. If the divine treasure is fully opened, it can beat him to tears.
"I will never forget it." Xiao Chen smiled again. Ye Chen was curious about him. Why was he not afraid of Ye Chen? Even though he had won the mantle of the God of War and his combat power had soared, but now he had no confidence in defeating Ye Chen, the God of War. Xingtian is a legend, and the Holy Body lineage is also an immortal myth.
"Do you really want to have a fight with me?" Ye Chen smiled.
"Of course." Xiao Chen was unpretentious, his deep eyes were full of bright stars, and his fighting spirit was very strong.
"I said, why did you two run away together?" When the two of them were talking, dharma body poked Ming Jue.
"We met while we were walking." Ming Jue said casually, still looking into the abyss. The princes all have money, and they have a lot of money. If they can live freely for many years, they have to give their master a long face.
"Come in if you have the guts." Abyss roared again, and all the princes were still scolding.
"Go in, go in." Dharmakaya shouted, taking the lead, and was the first to go in.
"Quick fight, quick decision." Ye Chen, regardless of order, Ming Jue and Xiao Chen were also swept away by the overwhelming evil aura.
The four of them were like four divine rays of light, thrusting straight into the abyss.
When Prince Honghuang saw this, he immediately panicked, and we cursed a few times, and we really got down.
The lineup of four emperors was so huge that everyone turned pale with fright. They knew better than anyone how powerful the emperors were. With the four of them joining forces, a hundred princes were far from enough.
"Let's go, retreat quickly." One of the ancient princes yelled, climbed into the sky and fled. The other princes did not pull back. The opponent's reinforcements arrived first, so there was no need to fight. They had to be able to fight.
"Leave? Still want to leave?" dharma body snorted coldly, holding the killing sword in his hand, and chopped off the prince with one sword. Before the prince could stabilize himself, Wanjian Fengshen arrived and killed the prince's soul with one sword.
"All magics are united into one." Ye Chen was even more straightforward on his side. Thousands of secret magics merged with one finger and poked a bloody hole in the head of a prince, directly attacking the soul and piercing the opponent's true body.
"Yin Cao is buried and destroyed." Ming Jue spoke with cold majesty, and his palm was as heavy as a mountain. The sky and the earth collapsed. The fleeing prince didn't even scream, but was crushed into fly ash by his palm.
Xiao Chen didn't say anything, but his actions meant everything. He held the War King's Halberd and chopped off the prince with one strike. The prince's physical body was shattered, and his soul could not escape the powerful "**", and he was truly in a state of disgrace.
In one encounter, the four princes were killed. The other princes still had no intention of fighting. They were all running away into the abyss. Their whole bodies were cold, their expressions were frightened, and even the hand holding the sword was trembling.
"Where to go." Ye Chen scolded coldly, with uncanny speed, he passed all the princes, blocked the exit of the abyss, opened the world of chaos, and summoned the cauldron of chaos. Everything in the world of chaos evolved, and the cauldron of chaos became as big as a mountain. Standing in harmony with heaven and earth, the two support each other and are powerful and domineering.
Because of his vision and the great cauldron, the princes who rushed to the entrance were suppressed back. Those with profound knowledge were lucky, while those with weaker moral principles were crushed into a pile of flesh, leaving only their souls to escape.
"Ten Thousand Swords Chaozong." Lord Ye Chen came to the sky, raised his arms and pointed downwards. Thousands of swords were clanging, bright and cold, piercing the air. Every sword ray was devastating.
At the same time, the dharma body below also waved the killing sword. It was also the master's group attack move. The golden sword shadows were so numerous that it made people's scalp numb.
puff! puff! puff!
The blood flowers bloomed again, extremely gorgeous. The bodies of the princes in the prehistoric era were poked with blood holes, but they were not killed. Ye Chen and Dharmakaya did not think of using this method to kill each other. Everything was just for Ming Jue. Help Xiao Chen fight.
They were not idle, nor were Ming Jue and Xiao Chen. The two of them were like ghosts in the night, appearing and disappearing. Everywhere they went, a prince was beheaded and his heads rolled down into the sky.
The four of them cooperated tacitly. Ye Chen blocked the exit. Every time the Honghuang Prince tried to escape, he was blocked. He used the method to assist him and disrupted the Honghuang Prince's formation. The real killers were Xiao Chen and Ming Jue. The crown prince was wiped out in seconds without even being able to stand firm on his feet.
This was a one-sided massacre, and the scene was bloody. The dignified princes of the Honghuang clan were like weak sheep in front of them, vulnerable to a blow, and they were bleeding one after another.
"My clan will not let you go." A prince roared, with disheveled hair, crimson eyes, and crazy eyes. His divine body expanded rapidly. In this posture, he was obviously about to self-destruct.
"My master is the Great Emperor, so it's not possible to scare me." Ming Jue snorted coldly, took one step forward to kill, and pierced the prince's soul with one finger. When he reached it, the prince failed to self-destruct.
He didn't self-destruct, but a big one came from the Dharma Body, rushed into the crowd, and exploded with a bang.
That's right, the Dharmakaya self-destructed, just because the time limit was up, and before leaving, more than a dozen princes were buried.
"Are you sick?" Ye Chen cursed with a dark face, and the dharma body self-destructed, which also affected his body. A mouthful of old blood spurted out. Even his own body did not expect that the dharma body would be so damaged.
Because of his early backlash, the Chaos Realm he supported was a little unstable, and the Chaos Cauldron was also on the verge of collapse.
This flaw was caught by three or five princes. One by one, they slipped away and escaped from the abyss. They even rolled around and did not dare to look back. There was no trace of the prince's majesty.
"Let you run away, and I can't be around anymore." Ye Chen said sonorously, and immediately drew his bow and arrows, and the three or five arrows were all extinguished, and they shot through the sky.
Outside the sky, there were more than three to five blood flowers, which were very gorgeous. The escaping prince was shot down before he could even take a breath. When his bloody body fell, each of them turned into a wisp of ashes.
"Don't let me see your dharma body again, kick him to death." Ming Jue, who was still attacking, his face turned black, the dharma body self-destructed, which not only backfired on Ye Chen, but he was also affected. It exploded into pieces, and he extremely suspected that the Dharmakaya had done this on purpose.
"The Primordial Emperor is coming, let's fight quickly." Xiao Chen transmitted the message, and the halberd in his hand was used as a stick. He did not use the halberd to chop it, but smashed it. Once the halberd was struck, every one of the prince's abilities If you can block it, one by one will be blown up.
Needless to say, Xiao Chen, Ye Chen and Ming Jue were both fierce enough. They were so embarrassed by the Dharma Body that they vented their anger on the Primordial Prince. They did not hesitate to break the ban and resolve the war in the shortest possible time.
Wails, roars, and roars filled the abyss, and were extremely shrill. This was not hell, but worse than hell. A prehistoric prince was buried, and the dark abyss was dyed with blood.
"Bastard." The faces of the prehistoric emperor and the elders of the prehistoric clan who were coming were extremely ugly. Seeing the prince's soul jade tokens exploding piece by piece, they were even more furious.
This time around Tianzun's ruins, the Prehistoric Clan can be said to have a huge formation, sending countless strong men. Their purpose is not only to destroy the emperor's sons of the heavens, but also to kill all the monks in the ruins.
But what about the facts? Many monks in the world were wiped out by the Great Desolate, but he also suffered heavy losses in the Great Desolate. The princes, princes, and quasi-emperors of the Great Desolate were frequently beheaded.
In addition, there were two emperors who were destroyed.
Such casualties would undoubtedly be a huge blow to the prehistoric era.
"Kill, leave no one behind." An old quasi-emperor from the prehistoric times roared, transformed into his true form, and came to kill.
Looking down from the sky, there are endless figures of the Prehistoric people, either wielding swords, riding clouds or riding chariots, like streams, gathering towards the abyss, in all directions, with the abyss as the center, covering a hundred thousand miles of heaven and earth. Being surrounded is a huge encirclement.
This movement was too huge, and the momentum of the Prehistoric Clan was too strong. Mountains collapsed one after another wherever they passed. All the monks in the encirclement also suffered great disasters, whether they were quasi-emperors or great saints. , the Holy King, were all trampled into ashes under the iron hoof of the ancient times.
"What are you doing, such a big battle?" Chi Yangzi, who was hiding in the dark, appeared and looked at the other side in astonishment. "Could it be that they have found my emperor's son in the heavens and are preparing to surround him and kill him?"
"You don't know at first glance, but you are shocked at first glance. There are so many ancient people lurking in the ruins." The old fisherman clicked his tongue, "Are you here to find opportunities? Are you here to fight? The monk army. !”
"Who is so proud to cause such a big commotion?" On the top of a mountain, two figures stood side by side, both carrying wine gourds, looking at such a large formation of the Prehistoric Clan, they were both sighing.
A closer look revealed that it was Zhi Yan, the Son of the Sun and Moon God, and Song Yu, the King of Wu of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty. I don't know what happened, but the two of them got together, like a combination. They both had strong evil spirits and killed an unknown number of people.
"Which emperor are we trying to catch?" On the other side of the mountain, Tianshuo, the emperor's son Xuangu, was holding a bloody fairy sword and looking at it with a slight frown. Seeing such a battle in Honghuang, his face didn't look very good. .
"It can't be Ming Jue!" There was a woman standing next to Tian Shuo. She was none other than Emperor Huang's disciple Bai Zhi. She really did not forget her original intention and came to help Tian Shuo in the battle, fighting more than one battle with the prehistoric emperor. .
From other parties, Xiao Lu, Mu Yang, Li Fengqiu, Jiu Liu, Feng Yu, Zi Yu and Wu Qing also appeared one after another. They were not in one place. In the previous melee between the emperors, they were all beaten. They are scattered, and each of them is injured.
It’s not that the emperors of the heavens are not as good as the emperors of the prehistoric era, it’s just because the numbers are unequal, and no one is fighting one against two or one against three. It’s a blessing that no one died this time, and the reputation of the ancestors was not insulted.
The emperor's sons were very depressed. Since they came to the ruins, they had never seen such a big movement in the prehistoric period. The monks' army had all been drawn out.
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