"Kill." The powerful men of the two clans roared with anger, attacking Ye Chen and Ji Ningshuang. Their magical powers, secret techniques, and magical weapon arrays came overwhelmingly. The two emperors were destroyed. You can imagine their mood.
"I'm afraid you won't succeed." Ye Chen is still strong, his combat power has returned to its peak, and he and Ji Ningshuang are side by side. They have a tacit understanding, each other is the main attack, and each other is assisting, killing the two tribes to collapse.
As for the other prehistoric tribes, they became spectators. First, they were afraid of Ye Chen and Ji Ningshuang, and second, they were eager for Jin Yang and Scorpio to be cannon fodder. As long as they held Ye Chen and the two back, everything would be easy.
Without their help, the Jinyi and Scorpio clans, with only a few thousand people, could not defeat Ye Chen and the others. A strong man from the ancient times was destroyed, not only the two of them were injured, but suffered heavy losses.
This world is covered in blood. The ground is covered with blood and bones, and is filled with broken battle flags.
"Bastards." The two quasi-emperors roared, scolding Ye Chen and the others, as well as other races in the primitive world. They watched helplessly as their combat power was being wiped out bit by bit, but they still stood idly by.
Ye Chen and Ji Ningshuang don't care about this and that, they only care about killing. They are not united and defeat each other.
I don't know when, the world became quiet, deathly silent.
The two strong men from the Jinyi and Scorpion clans did not continue to attack. Looking at their numbers, their number had dropped sharply from a few thousand to a few hundred. They were all killed by Ye Chen and the others, and the entire army was almost wiped out.
In the sky, Ye Chen and Ji Ningshuang stood there, murderous and evil spirits dancing together, stained with the blood of the ancient times.
They seemed to stand side by side with legends and myths, overlooking the heaven and earth, gazing at the eight wastelands. This was the power of the God of War and the Queen. In the eyes of the world, their figures were more dazzling than the scorching sun.
Looking at them, everyone in the prehistoric era was retreating, and no one dared to step forward.
Those eyes were full of fear, and the hand holding the sword was trembling.
At this moment, even the strong men from the Scorpion and Golden Yang clan were retreating.
They saw the emperor's son being destroyed with their own eyes, but they didn't dare to seek revenge. Those two people were two terrible gods of murder. The emperor's own son had been killed, who dared to attack Feng? They were all afraid.
This scene is so ironic.
Hundreds of thousands of ancient warriors, including the quasi-emperors and saint kings who were suppressed to the level of saint kings, surrounded the two people, but no one dared to fight. Not only did they not dare to fight, they were frightened by the two and retreated tremblingly.
Kill the Eastern God and kill the Holy Body!
The endless tranquility was finally broken by the violent drinking from all directions.
Three million ancient troops have arrived.
Looking from a distance, clouds and mist are rolling in all directions, covering the earth and filling the sky. The aura of the prehistoric era is surging, the war flags of the prehistoric era are roaring, and the momentum is connected, covering the sky and the earth, and there is no light.
Dozens of prehistoric emperors also arrived.
The sons of the great emperor, with their majestic weapons and ancient armor, their vitality and blood soaring to the heavens, and their domineering bloodline, made the people of the prehistoric era unable to help but prostrate themselves, as if they were the emperor from eternity ago.
At this time, the ancient strong man who was still retreating gained confidence.
Especially the Scorpio and Golden Elf tribes, with their stern eyes stained crimson with bloodshot eyes, gnashing their teeth in anger, and their faces, ferociously twisted, like demons from the endless hell.
Unfortunately, they waited for reinforcements, but their emperor's son did not and was buried in the dust of history. In this battle, their two clans suffered such heavy losses, and they cannot absolve themselves of the blame.
As he spoke, the vast army was approaching infinitely.
Compared to prehistoric times, Ye Chen and Ji Ningshuang, who were surrounded in the center, were like two grains of dust in the ocean.
"I heard that they are a couple?" On the top of a mountain outside the encirclement, the Son of the Sun and Moon God stood tall. His eyesight was astonishing. Through the mist, he could see Ye Chen and the others. He kept sighing and clicking his tongue, "The Holy Body and the Eastern God are indeed It's a good match, but this brain doesn't work very well."
"You know that Honghuang is surrounding you, why are you running away?" King Wu of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty rubbed his eyebrows, "Dozens of emperors and an army of three million monks, this lineup cannot be saved."
The emperors of the heavens also arrived, looking at the scene with extremely ugly expressions. Just as King Wu of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty said, you are in the center of the encirclement and cannot be saved. Forced rescue is not impossible, but you must be prepared to annihilate the entire army. Be prepared, and it may not be possible to save him.
"This battle is quite lively." In the circle, Ye Chen looked at Ji Ningshuang with a smile.
"Actually, you don't need to stay with me here." Ji Ningshuang whispered and smiled.
"It's rare to get together, let's have fun!" Ye Chen twisted his neck hard.
"Dongshen Yaochi, Holy Body Ye Chen, today is destined to have a great harvest." The faint laughter resounded throughout the nine days, coming from Emperor Taotie, who came to the nine heavens, his eyes were like an abyss, and he couldn't see the bottom, but the Tao was still so full. Being predatory and greedy, there was nothing they dared to swallow, especially when they smelled the pure blood of Ye Chen and Ji Ningshuang, their eyes were full of greed.
"No one comes out to challenge each other?" Ye Chen looked at the emperors of the Great Wilderness with a smile.
"The fight between trapped beasts is boring." The corners of the Armadillo Emperor's mouth were slightly raised, and he smiled playfully and playfully.
"As the emperor's son, you don't have the courage to fight alone?" Ye Chen raised his eyebrows.
"You don't deserve it." Emperor Xue Mang smiled sinisterly.
"I really don't like to hear that." Ye Chen pouted, "Not only do I not like to hear it, but my wife doesn't like to hear it either. It doesn't matter if you mess with me, but don't mess with her. She doesn't have a very good temper."
Ye Chen's words still echoed, a sound of thunder coming from the sky.
A roar of thunder shook the sky.
Immediately, I saw dark clouds in the sky, one layer after another, extremely thick, like a sea of clouds, turbulent and rolling, and wisps of thunder and lightning were like snakes, tearing through the clouds and mist, seemingly looming. In addition, there was a wave of lightning. The terrible pressure made the world tremble and the heart palpitate.
"It's a natural disaster." Emperor Jin Ni suddenly shouted.
With these words, everyone in the prehistoric era trembled, and all the people in the prehistoric era, including the emperor's son, changed their expressions at the words.
The natural calamity is not terrible, but the fear is where to go through it. If you go through the calamity in the starry sky, no one will care about you, but it is different here. There are three million ancient troops in a radius of tens of thousands of miles.
Just imagine, someone is going through the tribulation at this moment. It is not the tribulation of one person, it is the tribulation of three million people. Three million people are going through the tribulation at the same time. No matter what the scene is, the whole world will be chopped into ashes.
"Bastard." Quasi-Emperor Qiongqi was furious, "Whose calamity is it?"
"It's her, it's her disaster." A great sage pointed his finger at Ji Ningshuang's body.
Yes, it was Ji Ningshuang's calamity. Although she was a Holy King, she was still a Holy King who had not survived the calamity. The reason why she was so calm despite being surrounded was because of her trump card. It was so lively when there were so many people!
She was calm, Ye Chen was even calmer, and even cheerful. He had no intention of leaving and wanted to face the catastrophe with Ji Ningshuang. He was not afraid of the Sixteen Heavenly Tribulations, and naturally he was not afraid of Ji Ningshuang's tribulation.
The most important thing is that if you leave a piece of it to cope with the calamity, you can bless and expand the scope, which is enough to drink a pot of prehistoric times.
"Kill her." Dozens of the prehistoric emperors moved together and pounced on Ji Ningshuang. Each one had an imperial immortal method. They were not stupid. They knew how to find the root cause. As long as Ji Ningshuang was killed, the calamity would dissipate. Otherwise, a natural disaster would be a devastating blow to the ancient world.
"You still want to kill us two, what are you thinking about?" Ye Chen sneered, and Ji Ningshuang disappeared in an instant. They both used the secret method of changing the world, changing places with the powerful people from the ancient times, and avoiding the ultimate kill of the emperor. Even the emperor could imagine that they would not expect that they had already prepared a backup plan.
boom! boom! boom!
Dozens of emperors, immortals, magic thieves were so overbearing that they missed Ye Chen and Ji Ningshuang. Instead, they blasted the world where the two were standing before into devastation. The power was so great that the people in the prehistoric land who were closer suffered a great disaster and their bodies collapsed. Destroyed, the soul was extinguished, and even the screams were omitted.
"Seal the world." The quasi-emperor Armadillo shouted angrily and moved the seal.
Like him, no fewer than a few thousand prehistoric quasi-emperors have used the secret method of confinement to move the sky and change the earth.
However, under the cover of the heavenly tribulation, the so-called spatial confinement is just a decoration. A bolt of thunder strikes down, everything is false. Ye Chen and Ji Ningshuang's movement of heaven and earth is no longer used as it should be.
"Retreat, retreat quickly." Dozens of prehistoric emperors screamed and went straight to Ye Chen and Ji Ningshuang to kill them. They were emperors and they thought they could withstand the natural disaster. Whether they could withstand it depended on Ji Ningshuang's natural disaster. What level is it? If it exceeds the endurance range, even they have to avoid the edge.
At the moment, the three million ancient army was in chaos and retreated desperately. Ji Ningshuang was the emperor's son, and her natural disaster was no joke. Unless the emperor's son, no one dared to resist.
In this situation, walking is the best strategy. If you run too slowly, a thunder will fall and you will be chopped into ashes.
boom! Boom!
The sky shook and the thunder continued.
When the heavenly calamity came, thunder and lightning intertwined into waterfalls, pouring down from the sky.
Ji Ningshuang's expression was indifferent, and she waved her crystal jade hand to wipe out the thunder and lightning.
As for Ye Chen, who had been separated from her, he roughly calculated the distance and was within the scope of the heavenly tribulation. He pulled more people from the prehistoric era to overcome the tribulation. The two of them cooperated to double the scope of the heavenly tribulation.
Looking at the prehistoric army, at least more than one million people were passively responding to the disaster.
puff! puff! puff!
Under the sky, blood flowers bloomed one after another, and even the flying blood mist was reduced to ashes under the thunder.
The screams and wails were all over the place, and all the people of the prehistoric era were annihilated in one piece, basically just one person by a thunder and lightning. It was not that they were not strong enough, it was Ji Ningshuang’s catastrophe, which was too terrible, not to mention the prehistoric saint king and the great sage. Even the prehistoric quasi-emperors could not save their lives.
Looking down at the sky and the earth, it was a scary scene: black figures, turning into pieces of fly ash, tens of thousands of miles of heaven and earth, shrouded in thunder and lightning, like thunderstorms, pouring down on the world.
"Awesome!" Looking at that scene, Ming Jue grinned and drooled.
"I've calculated with my fingers that everyone in Ye Chen's family likes to use heavenly tribulations to deceive people." Honghuang Qilin Jiuchen put his hands in his hands and said with a serious and meaningful expression, "This is the truth."
No one refuted this, but they said that Ye Chen, every time he went through the disaster, he did it alone, and he would join in the fun wherever it happened. If he didn't bring millions of people together to have fun, he would not be Ye Chen.
Now, his daughter-in-law has learned his true story and followed his bad example. They all find it too lonely to go through the tribulation alone, and always want to find some people to keep company. This time in the prehistoric period, it is very honorable. Three million people gathered together, and three hundred The calamity of thousands of people, not to mention watching it, just listening to it, makes my heart tremble.
"No wonder you didn't escape before, but were waiting here to wait for the end of time?" Emperor Zhutian's son Mu Yang said with a smile.
"The fighting power of Dongshen Yaochi is not weaker than that of the Holy Body. Her heavenly tribulation will probably lead to the body of the emperor's law." Li Fengqiu, the son of Emperor Tianque, said in a deep voice, and he was also very afraid of this heavenly tribulation.
"If the Sixteenth Emperor comes again, it will be lively." Feng Yu, the son of the Qing Emperor, smiled happily.