Before the Son of God of Huashan could react, Ye Chen stepped out in one step, and flew away the Son of God of Huashan with one palm. The man flipped all the way, his body flying upside down, causing a mountain to collapse.
More than a dozen quasi-emperors all narrowed their eyes slightly, this guy must be going through a tribulation.
Not only them, but also the Goddess of Huashan was stunned.
"It seems that our son of God is quite fond of you!"
Ye Chen smiled and said, in such a situation, he did not forget to tease her. He put his hand on the jade shoulder of the Huashan Goddess, releasing her from imprisonment, and pouring in more real energy to wipe out her murderous intention.
"No way, this is impossible."
On the opposite side, the howling sound of the Son of God of Huashan was heard. Amidst the debris flying, he rushed out with disheveled hair, his eyes were bloodshot, and his eyes were dyed scarlet, like a crazed demon.
Previously, Ye Chen fell into the five tribulations of heaven and man. He saw it with his own eyes. It took only half a day before and after, but he had already survived it. How dare he believe it.
You must know that the five catastrophes of devastation and human beings are extraordinary and last for at least ten days and a half. This speed is too scary.
Ye Chen ignored it and was still trying to kill the murderous intention of the Huashan Goddess. The murderous intention of the peak quasi-emperor was really overbearing and had reached the very foundation of the goddess, and her origins had also suffered a terrible backlash.
The goddess of Huashan opened her mouth slightly and looked at Ye Chen as if she were looking at a monster.
Godson Huashan didn't believe it, and she didn't believe it either.
It takes half a day to survive the five tribulations of devastation and human beings. This fucking cheat can't be that fast!
Ye Chen was very dedicated and just smiled and said nothing.
It can only be said that his five declines of heaven and man are different from others. They are the five declines of heaven and man in the inevitable tribulation. In addition to this tribulation, there are also the tribulations of the corresponding tribulation. The reason why the five declines of heaven and human come late is also due to the tribulation, and it is with memory. The reason why Ying Jie was overcome so quickly was also attributed to Ying Jie. The intertwining power of the two types of tribulations brought surprises, such as the speed of overcoming the tribulation.
Therefore, he was a deity who suffered five declines, and he recovered in half a day. By the way, he also drank a sip of wine, changed some clothes, took some time, and licked his hair. Well... he is so handsome.
"Kill, kill him for me."
The Son of God of Huashan roared, and the anger that had been suppressed for so long finally broke out.
His orders don't seem to work very well.
Just kidding, the dozen or so quasi-emperors are all seniors, all powerful, not from Huashan. We only listen to my master’s words, you are the one who counts.
"Hand over the Dao Jing Emperor Yun, and I will allow you to die more happily."
A black-robed quasi-emperor, with a faint voice, had locked onto Ye Chen.
Ye Chen didn't reply, and put the Huashan Goddess into a magic weapon with a flick of his hand.
Speaking of this magical artifact, the thief said that at first glance, it looks like a chamber pot. But upon closer inspection, it turns out that it is really a chamber pot. It is made of special fairy materials and can also be used as a magical artifact.
He is truly a talented person. He put Emperor Huang's blood into a chamber pot in the past. Today, he saw a beautiful woman put it in. He really has a special liking for chamber pots.
The face of the Huashan Goddess turned completely black instantly.
You did it on purpose, you did it on purpose. Fortunately, the Kunlun Son of God was not here, otherwise, he would have greeted Ye Chen's eighteen generations of ancestors.
Ye Chen ignored the goddess's black face and the black-robed quasi-emperor's words. He just picked up the Dinghai Divine Needle. The iron rod was shining with golden light and buzzing, which meant that he wanted Taoist scriptures. Then I asked the stick if he would answer.
"You don't know what you can do."
The black-robed quasi-emperor snorted coldly, descended from the sky, and covered him with a palm.
Ye Chen sneered, and in a blink of an eye, he avoided the palm print and rushed to the black-robed quasi-emperor like a ghost. The raised iron rod was already in position.
The black-robed quasi-emperor's expression suddenly changed, and he didn't even know how Ye Chen came to kill him.
puff!
The iron rod fell, and the black-robed quasi-emperor, who was still looking confused, was beaten into a bloody mist by the stick. His body was instantly exploded, his soul collapsed, and his soul was really scattered.
"this... .."
All the quasi-emperors in the sky were shocked. That was an eighth-level quasi-emperor, and he was destroyed like this
"Work together to suppress."
A peak quasi-emperor shouted violently and sacrificed his life weapon.
When it was over, he was reduced to a bloody mist.
No one knows how he died. They only know that in the place he occupied before, Ye Chen manifested his true body, holding a bloody stick and smiling in all directions. Those two rows of teeth were as white as snow.
"No...impossible." Huashan Shenzi's eyes protruded and he stepped back.
In the chamber pot's magic weapon, the Huashan Goddess couldn't help but cover her mouth, looking dazed.
I knew Ye Chen was strong, but I didn't know he was so strong. He was a peak quasi-emperor! He was considered invincible at the same level in the world of Sanxian. He was killed with just one stick without even a scream.
puff! puff! puff!
When she looked at it, blood flowers bloomed in the void one after another, each one more beautiful than the other. Reflecting the dim starlight, the picture had a unique charm.
And it was Ye Chen who sketched this picture.
The tenth emperor of Dachu is really fierce. He carries the sea-fixing needle in his hand and his body is as phantom-like. Everywhere he goes, there is a blood flower. No matter whether he is the eighth, ninth or peak quasi-emperor, they are just decorations. No one Anyone who can withstand one of his sticks will basically be killed with one stick.
Empty and bloody.
It was a terrifying scene. What a lineup of more than a dozen quasi-emperors, in front of a little holy king, they didn't even have a chance to scream. They just dazzled and entered the gate of hell.
At this moment, most of them are chattering on the road to Huangquan, recalling how they died.
puff!
The fishy wind roared, and another peak quasi-emperor was smashed into a bloody mist by Ye Chen.
This guy was outstanding. Although his body was destroyed, his soul was not destroyed. He ran away desperately, screaming while running back, "My Lord is the eighth prince of heaven."
He is not stupid, he even knows how to move out of the backstage in times of crisis.
It's a pity that his words seemed to be of no use. It was okay not to mention the Eighth Prince. When he mentioned Yin Ming, Ye Chen killed him even more fiercely. The nine gods of death were strange and streaked across the void.
Then, the peak quasi-emperor was destroyed in seconds.
At this point, Ye Chen turned his head and looked at the last quasi-emperor.
The guy was stumbling back, his face was extremely pale, his whole body was cold, as if half of his body had fallen into the Netherworld, and his face was full of fear.
This is also a peak quasi-emperor, but at this moment, he is like an ant. The hand holding the sword is trembling to the point of trembling. He is retreating step by step until he has retreated to the end of the world. In his eyes, Ye Chen no longer seems to be Huashan. Ye Chen is a killing god.
Ye Chen smiled, carrying an iron rod, and came to the sky.
"I...I am a general under the Jade Emperor."
The peak quasi-emperor shouted, not sure if it was because of fear or because he was really confident. He let out a roar of dominance, but his trembling tone betrayed him dishonestly.
This guy is better than the one just now. Someone else moved out the Eighth Prince. He was directly promoted a generation and moved directly to the Jade Emperor. He seemed to have more face.
However, in Ye Chen's eyes, this is of no use. Not to mention the Jade Emperor, he would dare to fight Dao Ancestor when he comes. It's not easy to scare him by moving the background. The Emperor of Chu is not someone to be scared of.
"I will fight with you."
Seeing that Ye Chen's steps were not slowing down, the peak quasi-emperor hissed and sacrificed his natal magic weapon. Carrying the supreme power, he hit Ye Chen all the way. He said something nice. After sacrificing his natal weapon, the guy turned around and ran away. His cultivation level is not low, and his escape speed cannot be exceeded.
Ye Chen sneered, and another divine light shot out from the center of his eyebrows, which was a soul-killing sword.
puff!
The peak quasi-emperor who escaped was penetrated on the spot, his soul was extinguished, and his body fell down. There was still a look of disbelief on his face, and he was really killed.
"It is undeniable that the temper is a bit high today."
Ye Chen twisted his neck in contentment and thought that he had been robbed to the heaven. Tonight was the first time that he used his peak combat power to fight these little minions. He didn’t even need to use his trump cards. He just carried a stick and knocked them one by one. Dao Ancestor was here. It doesn't work, let alone them.
Looking at the Son of God of Huashan again, his body was already petrified and he was trembling to the point of death.
He wanted to run, but he couldn't move, his mind was trembling, and his eyes were full of shock and fear.
More than a dozen quasi-emperors! Just destroy it. How strong is this stone spirit? If you want to destroy him, why do you need to use a stick? Just poke it with a finger and it will be a sure kill.
Ye Chen fell from the sky and kept waving, catching the scattered treasures one by one. When passing by the Huashan God Son, he also carried an iron rod and poked his lower body.
Yes, just poke it.
Wow, sour and refreshing!
The Son of God of Huashan knelt down on the spot, covering his crotch. He had lost his little brother, and howled in pain. Ye Chen's poke didn't matter, he just poked him into a eunuch. If he thinks about it in the future, he has to find it. Just a stick will do, not too hard or too long.
Whoosh!
There was a breeze, and the Goddess of Huashan appeared. She ran out of the chamber pot. She didn't even look at the Son of God. She only looked at Ye Chen with a pair of shocked beautiful eyes.
At this moment, in her eyes, this little stone spirit was more terrifying than a monster.
There are actually people as strong as him in this world.
"Actually, I also have a quirk." Ye Chen said casually while collecting the treasure.
"What... what kind of quirk." Huashan Goddess said blankly.
"Just like our divine son." Ye Chen said, without forgetting to look back, giving the Huashan Goddess a charming look, and there was a touch of lewdness in his smile.
As soon as these words came out, the Huashan Goddess subconsciously took a step back.
"I am a stone spirit. I am in my true body and am very good at martial arts."
"We know all the postures."
"Don't follow that boy from Kunlun, come with me!"
Mr. Ye is really flirtatious. He picks up treasures and flirts with beauties at the same time. Once he turns on the escape mode, he will be out of control. He will not stop blowing or blowing.
After hearing these words, the Huashan Goddess' delicate body trembled, for fear that Ye Chen would pounce on her.
Ye Chen glanced at her and laughed inwardly. He had done a lot of shameless things, but he still had a certain bottom line. He was not his own wife, so he was determined not to do that.
However, the Huashan Goddess was quite frightened by his teasing.
boom! Boom!
As he spoke, a rumble suddenly sounded, coming from the eastern sky.
As soon as he heard it, he knew that there was a big battle in the distance, and the movement was not small. It was probably Huashan Zhenren and the others, and they would be hunted down miserably.
Ye Chen stopped talking nonsense and waved his hand to collect the scattered fragments of the magic weapon. In a blink of an eye, he collected the Son of God of Mount Huashan. When he passed by the Goddess of Mount Huashan, he did not forget to glance at her.
"What are you waiting for? Let's go!"