With a roar, the starry sky trembled, there was a storm of nothingness, lightning and thunder, like a thunder disaster, and bright fairy lights intertwined and danced together, outlining scenes of destruction.
That was a vision, a vision of the ancient holy body opening the blood limit realm.
That's right, Ye Chen opened the blood limit realm. Because of Ji Ningshuang's death, he became extremely angry and sad, and violated the taboo.
"No wonder the attacks of nearly sixty prehistoric emperors failed to kill him." Canglong Emperor muttered, "The nirvana of life and death has opened the blood limit realm against the heavens. One drop of blood is enough to allow him to reshape his golden body."
"The limit of blood succession, this is the fifth time!" Donghuang Taixin murmured to himself, looking at him in a daze. When Liu Ruyan died, it was the first time; when he fought with the Demon Emperor, it was the second time; Photo, it was the third time; Naihe bridge to Chu Xuan, it was the fourth time, now, isn't it the fifth time? Looking at the world, he has opened the blood limit realm the most times, and it has to be him.
"It will be extremely lively now." Emperor Suzaku whispered. If the emperors of the heavens were suppressed by the emperors of the prehistoric times, but if Ye Chen was added to the mix, it would be a big difference. Ye Chen at this moment is not an ordinary person. His current state is that of an ancient holy body that has opened the limit of blood inheritance. It is almost immortal and invulnerable. It is not something that three or five prehistoric emperors can achieve.
"The most important thing is that Ji Ningshuang's death will turn Ye Chen into an out-and-out madman." Emperor Xuanwu took a deep breath, "The mad ancient holy body is the most terrifying."
"He has anger in his heart and cannot find the Immortal Killing Sword. This overwhelming anger will be vented on the prehistoric emperor." The White Tiger Emperor's words were ethereal, "The holy body is so angry that the starry sky will be stained with blood."
"Why doesn't God favor us?" The prehistoric emperor gritted his teeth, and his eyes were full of dissatisfaction. As the son of the great emperor, he was so noble and had such blood, but he had never passed the limit of blood inheritance, but what about Ye Chen? They had fired five times before and after. How could they keep balance in their hearts when they were so high above them? For this alone, the emperor's son of their great clan had been completely defeated.
"Fight, beat down the ancient world." The descendants of all heavens were so excited that they roared, and they all unconditionally believed that Ye Chen, the ancient holy body, had the ability to turn the tide and restore this situation for all heavens and all realms.
"I've opened the limit of blood inheritance, and I'll kill you all the same." The prehistoric emperors also screamed, each with a ferocious look on his face. There were thirty emperors, rushing into the misty void, to join hands in killing Ye Chen.
Ye Chen said nothing, and descended from the sky. His empty eyes were pitch black, and his face was covered with vicissitudes of life. There was no human emotion at all. Anyone who knew him knew that the more silent the Holy Body Ye Chen was, the more terrifying he became. Like a wild beast that has been sleeping for eternity, it is about to wake up.
"Execute." A blood-haired son of the prehistoric emperor, who was most pissed off. He didn't know whether he had water in his brain or was kicked by a donkey. He charged at the front and pointed his divine light, which could be said to be devastating.
Ye Chen did not dodge, and allowed that finger to penetrate the holy body, and he also reached the emperor's body, and with one hand, he twisted off the emperor's head, and even his true soul, He also tore out his physical body, held it tightly in his palm, and then crushed it to death.
hiss!
The bloody scene made all the monks and emperors of the heavens gasp in shock. To kill the emperor in one round, or to kill him head-on, what kind of combat power is this! How terrible this is!
The most depressing thing was the blood-haired emperor, who rushed very quickly. Ben wanted to show off, but this time it was better. He failed to show off, and was killed on the spot. Even the screams were omitted. Many imperial immortal spells were buried in the starry sky before they could be used.
The heavens were shocked, the prehistoric emperors were shocked, and the prehistoric emperors were also shocked, especially the twenty-nine prehistoric emperors who rushed towards Ye Chen. One of them was killed in seconds, and no one dared to rush too fast.
At this moment, it is not the time to show off your speed. The faster you run, the faster you die. The blood-haired emperor's son is a bloody example. The holy body that has opened the limit of blood succession is so powerful that it is a bit scary.
"Work together to kill." The remaining twenty-nine emperors shouted in unison, and joined hands to kill not far from Ye Chen. They did not dare to get too close. At the same time, they used the unparalleled imperial magic.
Ye Chen crossed the void space, avoided the attack, and instantly reached the purple-clothed emperor.
The purple-clothed emperor's expression suddenly changed and he retreated suddenly. It was not that he had no strength to fight, but he was too afraid of Ye Chen.
But his reaction was still too slow. Just when he took a step back, Ye Chen had already chopped it down with one palm. His palm was like a magic sword, domineering and heavy, sharp and unparalleled. He chopped the purple-clothed emperor to pieces in a daze. It's like cutting tofu, crisp and clean, and the scene is bloody and shocking.
"Save me." The purple-haired emperor's soul left his body and screamed as he retreated. His eyes were filled with fear. Being stared at by Ye Chen felt like he was falling into the abyss, so cold that he had no warmth at all, as if he was dead.
He ran away and called for help, but it was of no use. He was only in the state of his soul. How could he be faster than Ye Chen? He could only escape three to five feet before Ye Chen arrived, stretched out his hands, and tore his soul apart.
Another emperor's son was beheaded, everyone watching was horrified.
For this reason, Ye Chen also suffered heavy injuries. He was hit by twenty-eight emperors one after another. His domineering holy body was dripping with blood and bones. The dark blood was splashed all over the sea of chaos, and he was almost exploded on the spot.
But he was nearly immortal and invulnerable. The broken holy bones were restored instantly; the spurting holy blood flowed backwards instantly; the exploded holy body was also reshaped in an instant, leaving no scars on his body.
The emperor's expression changed at such a terrifying speed that people were shocked. Compared with Ye Chen, their resilience was simply not worth mentioning. It was all because of the overbearing blood successor limit state.
"Seal him." A blue-haired emperor hissed, and first used the seal. Since Ye Chen couldn't be killed, he would seal him. He could see clearly that this method was indeed straightforward.
Just like him, the other prehistoric emperors who surrounded and killed Ye Chen also activated the forbidden laws one after another.
But no matter how fast they were, they couldn't move faster than Ye Chen. As early as the moment they formed the seal, Ye Chen disappeared. His body was like a dim light, and he disappeared without a trace. When he reappeared, he was already in front of the blue-haired emperor.
puff!
Before the blue-haired emperor could react, Ye Chen's finger poked a bloody hole in his head, pierced his divine sea, severely damaged his soul, and nearly killed the blue-haired emperor instantly.
"Die!" The blue-haired emperor roared, his body shook, and a magic sword shot out of his body.
puff!
Ye Chen's head was chopped off, and dark blood spurted from his neck like a fountain.
However, without his head, he still stood tall, and inserted a palm into the body of the blue-haired emperor, grabbed his true soul, pulled it out, and tore it into pieces on the spot.
"Domineering." Ye Chen destroyed three prehistoric emperors in a row, making Ming Jue below couldn't help but applaud.
"Come on, continue." Xiao Chen shouted loudly, swung the War King's Halberd, and charged towards the Emperor's son.
All the Heavenly Emperors and their descendants also moved, each found a target to fight with, and unleashed the unparalleled Imperial Dao Immortal Technique.
Because there were thirty prehistoric emperors to surround and kill Ye Chen, the number of prehistoric emperors in the sea of chaos dropped sharply to more than twenty. Their pressure dropped sharply. The previous one-on-four lineup now became One versus two, or even one versus one, at least you can save your life.
At this moment, the strategy has changed. They are no longer fighting head-on, but are stalling for time, restraining the two dozen or so emperors below, preventing them from going up to nothing and participating in the siege of Ye Chen.
"Kill." The prehistoric emperors roared. Although there were only about twenty of them left, they were very ferocious. They all wanted to kill all the emperors in the shortest possible time, and then join forces to surround Ye Chen.
The melee broke out again, and the waves of the fighting sea of chaos were turbulent, shaking the starry sky. The blood of the emperor's son dyed the sea of chaos red and filled the starry sky. The scene was extremely tragic, and people couldn't bear to look at it.
The fight was fierce from below, and the fight from above was even fiercer.
A total of twenty-seven prehistoric emperors stood all over the place, using the emperor's immortal magic regardless of the cost. They wanted to turn Ye Chen into ashes. The blood inheritance limit is almost immortal, but it is not absolute immortality. It's not like they don't have it. Chance, twenty-seven against one, you may not lose.
Looking at Ye Chen again, he was like a ghost, whose true form was hard to see, looming across the stars. Every time he appeared, the emperor's son was bleeding. Within a quarter of an hour, three more emperor's sons were killed one after another.