Because the killing array failed to hit, more people from the prehistoric era were affected and turned into blood mist. Among them, there were many great sages who sealed the space, but it seemed to be of no use.
"You bastard." The leaders of each clan were furious. They all had magic weapons hanging on their heads and came to attack and kill him.
"Anyone who stands in my way will die." Ye Chen shouted with a sonorous voice, gathered up his foreign minister body, held the Dao sword in his hand, and charged all the way, not caring who belonged to whom, he cut the watermelon, and charged and killed all the way.
"Suppress it for me." A great sage came, activated a divine seal, and came from the sky. The divine seal was as heavy as a mountain, and before it really fell, the space collapsed.
"Get lost." Ye Chen snorted coldly and turned over the divine seal with a slap.
"Destroy." Ji Ningshuang arrived and chopped off Yaozhu's head with one sword.
"Die!" Hundreds of ancient great saints surrounded him. Hundreds of magic weapons flew across the sky, forming a coercive force that crushed the starry sky and exploded. They were all made of divine iron, outlining the vision of destruction.
Ye Chen instantly transformed into the world of chaos, trapping him and Ji Ningshuang to defend themselves.
Hundreds of magic weapons descended, causing the Chaos Realm to break apart, but they failed to break through.
At this moment, Ji Ningshuang opened the Yaochi Foreign Minister, blessed the quasi-emperor soldiers, and swept away hundreds of magic weapons with one palm. Even the hundreds of great saints were shocked to the point of vomiting blood and retreating, their faces full of shock.
After repelling hundreds of great saints, the two of them went straight to the east to fight without stopping.
"Little holy king, where are you going?" A quasi-emperor from the Qiongqi clan shouted violently, sweeping the sky and rushing towards him with a blood-fiend. The extraordinary quasi-emperor covered the sky and the sun with one palm, and the annihilated Taoist principles were flying in the sky.
This time, it was Ji Ningshuang who shot out a palm from the air, breaking the palm print.
There was a tacit understanding of cooperation. The moment she took action, Ye Chen started to attack. He drove away Qiong Qi with a single strike. Before he could regain his footing, Ji Ningshuang arrived again, and with a finger of divine light, he struck his chest. , poking out a bloody hole, the Emperor Dao Immortal Technique severely damaged the Dao root.
For this, the two of them also paid a price in blood. Ye Chen was hit by a quasi-emperor weapon, half of his holy body was broken, Ji Ningshuang was hit by an arrow in the jade shoulder, and the blood of the immortal body dyed the white immortal clothes red.
"Kill." The ancient army surrounded them from all directions, like a huge wave, trying to drown the two of them.
"Get out." Ye Chen was still strong and domineering, without any moves at all, just hacking and slashing randomly.
Ji Ningshuang also opened the magic path of Tao quickly and swiftly, and walked on the blood.
A bloody road, being killed.
However, although the two of them are strong, they can't stand against the opponent's large number of people, and they often bleed.
The starry sky in all directions buzzed continuously, and portals appeared one after another, and the armies of the Great Desolate Clan poured out. Outside the encirclement, there were encirclements again, one after another, one layer after another, with thousands of quasi-emperor weapons guarding in all directions. Completely block this starry sky.
It was a black ocean, with as many as 50 million people. It was like a black curtain, covering the vast starry sky, making it difficult to see the light. The faces were as ferocious as evil ghosts, with all their fangs exposed and shining brightly. The light, pairs of red eyes, are filled with violent light.
Compared to prehistoric times, Ye Chen and Ji Ningshuang were like two grains of sand.
However, although they are small, they are extremely dazzling in the dark ocean. One is like the war god of the Eight Desolations, with golden light, and the other is like a peerless queen, with unparalleled splendor. Thousands of people from the prehistoric times pounced on them, and they were covered in pieces. Destroyed, the vast starry sky was dyed scarlet red by the blood mist.
Gudong!
Everyone in the cauldron swallowed their saliva, and Ye Chen and the two were so shocked that they could not speak.
In the northern starry sky, the imperial portal appeared, and crowds of people poured out. The monks from Xuanhuang arrived first. Seeing this scene, everyone, old and young, was so frightened that they almost fell into the starry sky.
"At least fifty million!" The little ape emperor climbed up and looked into the distance, his eyes wide open.
"It's true, the noise is louder every time." Kui Niu clicked his tongue.
"It's really Yaochi, she's still alive." Nan Di's eyes were like torches. In the sea of people, he found the beautiful figure, who was fighting with Ye Chen to the left and right in the ancient army.
"It was obviously dead, so why is it alive again?" Xiao Jiuxian scratched his head.
"It's really weird." Zhonghuang and Xizun muttered, but they also couldn't understand.
"You are still so magnificent." Long Jie's smile showed some vicissitudes of life.
"How have you ever looked at me like this?" The goddess of the Spirit Clan's eyes were full of resentment, and she rolled her eyes at Long Jie. "Do you know that you are married? Do you know that she is someone else's wife?"
"I know." Long Jie coughed dryly.
Every time at this time, the eyes of the God Son of the Witch Clan would burst into flames, while the Goddess of the Ancient Clan would curl her lips. It was still a mess. Thanks to the death of the God Son of the Barbarian Clan, otherwise it would have been even more lively.
Beisheng was still focused, saying nothing, only looking at Ye Chen in a daze.
While talking, several more domain gates appeared, and the descendants of the emperors of the heavens also arrived.
"It's really ironic that an army of 50 million from ancient times surrounded and killed two cultivators." Feng Yu, the son of the Qing Emperor, couldn't help but sneer, full of anger. With such fighting power, no one could shrink away when the demon invaded. , the cultivators who fight against the heavens are extremely fierce.
"The Eastern God of Xuanhuang is really still alive." Mu Yang, the emperor of the heavens, lamented.
"The two of them are even stronger than before." Lifengqiu, the son of Emperor Tianque, exclaimed.
"It has surpassed the level of emperor's son and is definitely the level of young emperor." All the emperors took a sharp breath. In this era, there are really many evildoers, not just one but two. Miraculously, they are still a family. If someone becomes an emperor in this era, Those two are the most promising.
"Hey, all the brothers are here." Song Yu, the King of Wu of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, and Zhi Yan, the son of the Sun and Moon God, also arrived. They were not the sons of the emperor, but they squeezed into the crowd of emperors. At first glance, there is indeed no sense of violation. , when it comes to fighting ability, they are not weak either. The most important thing is that they are motivated.
"Did you bring the imperial weapon?" Both of them held their hands and glanced at the emperor's sons.
"The craze of Yingjie has not ended yet, who dares to use the emperor's troops rashly." Tianshuo said leisurely.
The two coughed dryly and forgot about this.
None of the emperor's subordinates said anything and just watched quietly. No matter the little ape emperor and others, or they, they were just spectators and had no intention of helping the battle. They seemed to be just watching the show.
Based on their understanding of Ye Chen, with so many ancient people gathered together, a lineup of 50 million people, it would be strange not to make some big noise, and that so-called big movement must be a natural disaster.
More teleportation domain gates are manifested, coming from all directions in the starry sky.
The sounds of tut-tucking, shock, and sighs formed a sea tide. The ancient holy body appeared again. Although it was a bit unexpected, it was expected. But for Ji Ningshuang, it was really unfathomable. He was dead, so what? He is alive again, exactly the same as Ye Chen back then.
No one in their family will die? Such a sentence echoes in the hearts of the world.
As for the great clans of the prehistoric times, human cultivators were full of resentment. They were typical dens full of gangsters and strong soldiers. How could they dare to fight against the devil! When the devil comes back, you will be able to hide quickly.
The cultivators who arrived later were all straight, as if they were watching a big show, and they didn't show any intention of helping. Well... they came all the way just to watch the show.
Whenever you encounter a gathering of people from the Great Desolate Race, you can't rush forward. Even if you are not destroyed by the Great Desolate Race, you will be killed by the Heavenly Tribulation. The little thoughts of the Holy Body Ye Chen are known to everyone in heaven.
The people who cultivated their skills were clear, but the great clan in the ancient times were a bit confused by the authorities. They all pushed hard and rushed forward desperately, beheading the ancient holy body, but they could be crowned kings.
How else can I say that even Honghuang’s brain is not working
In other words, they don’t have a long memory. It’s okay if they don’t have a long memory. If they pay some tuition and see some blood, they will understand everything. This time, the Ancient Holy Body will teach them what routines are.
A piece of fairy light flew away, and the domain gate of Dachu also arrived.
Donghuang Taixin, Yuehuang and the Fifth Divine General walked out hand in hand. When they saw the ocean-like vast army, they couldn't help but sneer. Their cold murderous intent extended to all directions.
At that time, the battles among the gods and humans were so fierce, but not a single soldier came to aid from the primeval world.
Now, in order to surround and kill two Xiu, an army of fifty million people was dispatched. What an irony.
As the patron saint of the Tianmen, Donghuang Taixin is very hopeful. He only hopes that the next time the demon invades, the iron hooves of the demon will travel across the wilderness, and that the people who claim to be a higher race will see what blood and blood are. Their bones were buried in the wilderness, and they deserved to die.
"Kill, kill for me."
"Whoever kills Ye Chen will be crowned king immediately."
"No matter life or death."
The roar of the ancient world is like the eternal thunder, shaking the immortal sky forever.
In the army, Ye Chen and Ji Ningshuang were still charging.
However, the prehistoric force was so powerful that even with the fighting power of the two of them, it was difficult to defeat them. The divine body had collapsed more than once and was covered in blood. It was shocking, just like two bloody gods of war.
However, their achievements are also shocking in the past and today.
Looking away, the bones of those who were killed in the prehistoric times formed mountains, blood flowed into rivers, and the rolling blood mist filled the starry sky. Even the stars were dyed red, and the whole world seemed to have been washed by blood. It was so bloody that just looking at it made me tremble with fear.
The cry of killing will be annihilated at some point.
Before Honghuang could attack again, dark figures filled the four directions, tightly surrounding Ye Chen and the two of them. Thousands of quasi-emperor soldiers, resurrected with divine power, were already aiming at them, ready to kill them at any moment.
Looking at the faces of the prehistoric people again, they were ferociously twisted, licking scarlet tongues, and smiling eerily. Fifty million people surrounded and killed him. In their eyes, Ye Chen was no longer able to recover.
"A bunch of rats." In the center, Ye Chen staggered, and even the hand holding the sword was trembling. He was really killing to the point of exhaustion, cutting to the point of weakness, and stepping on the blood and bones of ancient times.
"This lineup should be enough." Ji Ningshuang whispered with a smile.
"Let me take a look." Ye Chen stood on his tiptoes and glanced over. All the people in the ancient world, of course, could also see people from all over the world. They were all holding their hands, waiting to watch the big show
"What are you looking at?" Shangguan Jiu opened the mouth of the tripod and looked at it.
"Is Dad counting the people?" Ye Ling chuckled.
"Come on, don't be idle." Tang Sanshao was very conscious and stuffed a memory crystal into everyone's hands, preparing to take wonderful pictures. As a heavenly being, how could he not know the urinary properties of the Holy Body? If there are too many people, you have to act like a monster.
Here, Ye Chen has closed his eyes, gently flicked his hand, and put Ji Ningshuang into the cauldron.
It was too late to say that, but soon, he suddenly looked back and showed a charming smile to Honghuang. Two rows of teeth were as white as snow. After killing for so long, it was time to show his trump card. The people came all the way, okay? It’s easy to get crowded, so you need to give a generous gift, right
"I'm counting with my fingers, there should be applause here, ah... heavenly calamity." The elders of the heavens have all become magic sticks, stroking their beards with one hand, and making decent calculations with the other.