boom! Boom!
The rumblings of the human world filled the three realms, and the flames of war swept across the starry sky with more blood.
Looking over the entire battlefield, the battle situation has taken a turn for the worse. The gods have gone from being defeated to stabilizing their position, paying a heavy price. At this moment, reflecting the dawn, a full-scale counterattack has begun.
"Stop it, stop it."
The emperors of all the prehistoric clans screamed, waving their killing swords and pointing crazily at the opposite side.
It's a pity that no matter how loud the howl is, it won't help. Without the combat power of the Zhuxian Sword, Honghuang has no advantage anymore. They have exhausted all their resources, and the same is true for all the heavens in the world. The most important thing is that the fighting will of the heavens has reached a certain level. The emperor, down to the juniors, are all stronger than ever before.
"Beat me, beat me to death."
The shouts of killing were louder, and the curses were even more exciting. They were heard on every battlefield, showing the sturdy folk customs of the heavens. The suppressed anger completely broke out, and the whole army was defeated.
"I haven't been this happy in years."
Long Cangjie's portable fairy sword is like a ghost in the night. Everywhere he goes, a prehistoric quasi-emperor will be destroyed. It is impossible to prevent him. He will use the magic of killing, destroying his physical body and soul.
Like him, the God General, the Emperor, the Holy Lord, the Emperor Ji, the Four Great Sword Cultivators... there are too many powerful men in the world who are very motivated and say that they only look at the quasi-Emperor of the Great Desolation. They were all domineering and worked hard to slaughter the primeval warriors one by one without being crippled by them. They didn't know how to feel pain, and they didn't have a long memory.
kill!
With the seniors taking the lead, the juniors were also killing like crazy, chasing Honghuang all the way.
It was a bloody battlefield, with mountains of corpses and rivers of blood. It had become an endless hell. Shouts, wailings, roars, and shouts of death were intertwined into funeral songs. Human lives were like grass and grass. A group of creatures, no one knows how many were slaughtered.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk."
On the top of the Tianxu restricted area, Di Mie kept clicking his tongue. He had been a spectator since the war between the heavens and the prehistoric people. The war was quite long, and both sides might win or lose. But this time it was different. The entire prehistoric army was The whole front was defeated, and those who were killed could not stand firm.
"Does the return of that holy body really have such great magic power?"
Tianzhu murmured to himself, it seemed that it was Ye Chen's return that changed the situation of the war completely. The people's belief in the dark was indeed a strange thing, and the tenth emperor of Da Chu seemed to have become A blessed general, whenever he is around, there must be some kind of miracle.
"Honghuang is seeking death!"
King Huangquan lamented. He had said these words countless times. From the time when the Red Lotus Empress burned the gods of the eight wastelands to the time when she became a holy body and was exiled from the primitive world, there had been many wars and heavy casualties. Every time she caused chaos, she was punished again and again. , and it doesn’t have long memory.
"You guys, please take this as a warning and don't be too crazy when leaving the restricted area in the future."
The guy from Di Mie stroked his beard and acted like an elder, preaching to the younger generations.
And this junior refers to the five young emperors in the restricted area.
Emperor Tianxu and the others did not listen to a word of his words. They only looked at a water curtain quietly, and looked at a figure in the water curtain. Purple clothes were swaying, and the whole body was in chaos.
"Is that the Chaos Body?" the Purgatory Emperor whispered, his eyes full of fear.
"So strong." The expression on Emperor Tianxu's son was the same.
The most perfect bloodline in the legend is indeed not formidable. The combat power of the same level is definitely not inferior to that of the Holy Body, and they are invincible. The young emperor level is also divided into strong and weak, and there are also superiors and inferiors.
puff! puff! puff!
Under their gaze, the killings of the Chaos Body were extremely bloody. They carried the Ji Dao Imperial Weapon and used the divine whip, attacking and killing one by one, one by one with each whip. If Ye Chen could kill the strongest, so could he.
"Damn you, you were almost killed by me earlier."
That guy Ming Jue was also there, cursing and cursing, but his shadow has not been erased so far.
"Let's talk about it after the war."
The Chaos Body had no time to pay attention to him. It stared at Zongqi and went straight to kill him.
"Tell me about your sister."
Ming Jue cursed secretly and ran to the other side, carrying the Jidao Emperor Sword with great force and unleashing all his anger on the Chaos Body on the people of the prehistoric era, killing corpses everywhere.
boom! boom! boom!
Equally ferocious, there are also the sons of the various heavenly emperors, the emperors, Chen Yi, and King Wu of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty. They are all there. Since the war started, they have rarely gathered in large groups and they have been pushed all the way.
The most powerful one is the Tenth Emperor of Chu.
He is truly domineering. He holds a Dao sword in his hand and chases tens of millions of troops to escape. Every time he catches up, there will be bloodshed, not just one, but one after another. The emperor of the prehistoric clan is not enough to watch, and he is at the peak of his strength. It's not enough to see. Behind him is a bloody road, paved with the blood and bones of ancient times. He came here on a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
"Damn, damn."
The escaping Emperor of the Prehistoric Clan was so angry that his internal organs ached, and his heart trembled with fear. What's more, he regretted it. There were so many good opportunities to kill Ye Chen, but they were missed again and again. He was stunned. The holy body has risen, and it is half a step into the great state, and no one can match it.
"Can you leave?"
Ye Chen snorted coldly, cut through the immortal sky with one sword, and cut out an immortal river.
boom!
In the void, the hidden domain gate passage was cut off, and a bloody figure fell out from inside. He was the emperor of the Mangjiao Clan. He was also involved in the Tianzun relics back then. The emperor of the Honghuang Clan was almost wiped out by the group, and he was the emperor. A fish that slipped through the net, the real son of the Great Emperor.
kill!
The Emperor Mangjiao howled angrily, holding the Emperor Sword in his hand, and split open the vast universe.
Ye Chen sneered, an imperial Dao Piaomiao dodged, and then killed him in an instant.
Emperor Mangjiao's expression suddenly changed and he fled in a panic.
However, Ye Chen's Taoist sword had arrived, cut off his head, pulled out the true body of his soul with one hand, and used the world-defying reincarnation to completely destroy his mind, leaving only the pure power of his soul.
"No... no no..."
The wailing of the emperor's son was piercing. The son of a majestic emperor, with an immortal inheritance, and even holding a supreme imperial weapon, could not even last a round in front of Ye Chen. How could he have the face to meet the ancestors of the emperors? , the glory of his father was completely thrown away by him.
Ye Chen's eyes were cold and merciless, destroying his mind and swallowing his soul.
"You deserve to die."
The strong men of the Mangjiao tribe who came to the rescue came overwhelmingly and launched an unparalleled attack.
Roar!
The roar of the dragon suddenly started, and the eight heavenly dragons appeared again. The divine dragon swung its tail and dominated the sky and the earth. The strong man of the Mangjiao clan who had just been killed was thrown all over the sky, and more than 90% of them had their bodies destroyed.
Zheng!
Ye Chen didn't even look at it, he swept through the whole area with one sword and slaughtered them all.
Run away!
The screams of the ancient world were full of fear. One domain gate was propped up one after another. They just wanted to escape from the starry sky as soon as possible and escape from Ye Chen's clutches. The God of Death was too terrifying.
"escape?"
Ye Chen held the Taoist sword and chased into a domain gate, and then he heard the roar filling the void. When the domain door passage collapsed again, all the bodies flying in the sky were bodies without souls, falling. It exploded into a blood mist, adding a bloody coat to the starry sky.
Zheng! Zheng!
The Dao sword buzzed, stained with the blood of the ancient times, and the evil energy surged.
get out!
Ye Chen roared, shattering countless domain gate passages, and the people inside them collapsed all over the sky. They were bloody figures, and before they fell, they hit the Wanjian Chaozong, and they were in pieces. The whole body was destroyed, and no matter how powerful the quasi-emperor was, he could not stop Ye Chen's attack.
"Walk."
Even at the peak of prehistoric times, those who dared not look back could only run for their lives.
A cold light flashed in Ye Chen's eyes, the Tao sword dissipated, the Tao Sutra turned into a divine bow, and the Emperor Yun condensed the divine arrow.
puff! puff! puff!
The vast starry sky is filled with blood flowers, each one delicate and beautiful.
Ye Chen's accuracy was quite good. He chased and shot all the way, calling everyone by name. Every time an arrow was shot, a strong man from the ancient times would be buried. A person can withstand one of his arrows, even at the peak of his strength.
Where he is is no longer in war, but in his unilateral massacre.
"Do you really want to fight to the death?"
"If the great emperor of our clan is still here, how dare you be so presumptuous? How dare you bully me?"
"You will be reviled forever."
The roar of the prehistoric emperor resounded throughout the starry sky. It was the roar of the quasi-emperor of the prehistoric emperor before his death. He scolded the emperor as he scolded him back then, and now he scolds Ye Chen. I don’t know if it’s anger or unwillingness, but he hates the emperor. Huang and Ye Chen also hated the Huanggu Holy Body lineage.
presumptuous? Bullying? infamy
Ye Chen's smile was cold and silent, but also full of grief and indignation. It carried the coercion that shook the world, shattering the sky of stars, shattering the universe, and countless people in the wild were turned into blood mist.
It was okay if Honghuang didn't say it, but revealing this made him even more furious.
It seems that the geniuses are the ones who are bullied. How many times the demons have invaded, all the people of the world have used their blood and bones to build the bloody Great Wall for the heavens. In exchange, if you, the prehistoric tribe, are slaughtered again and again, you Wait, it's even more hateful than the Demon Realm that day.
boom!
The Ancient Holy Body was furious, and the universe trembled. The same state of mind that Emperor Huang had back then, he also has today. Since in this cruel world, the king's way is determined by fists; since the black and white in this world are composed by the winner, then he will kill , Kill him and his bones will become a mountain, and his blood will flow into a river. The blood debt caused will need blood to repay, and where will the eternal infamy come from.
kill!
Ye Chen's massacre began again.
Looking at the starry sky in the distance, the bloody scene was shocking. Thousands of powerful people from the ancient times turned into blood mist in the starry sky. Both their bodies and souls were completely disappeared under his butcher knife. The golden ancient saint The body is stained with the blood of the ancient times.
He is really a violent killing god, harvesting the lives of living creatures. His overwhelming anger needs to be extinguished with blood, and he must teach the so-called prehistoric tribe what it means to be a common people in all realms.
For this reason, he will also step on the mountain of corpses, dripping with the sea of blood, and kill to the edge of the universe, even to the anger of humans and gods, but also to seek justice for the heavens and for the heroic souls who died tragically.
ah.!
The wails of the wild world are so tragic. They were killed by Ye Chen alone. They were completely defeated. How could they still have the previous violent attitude, how could they still have the majesty of being aloof. Each one of them was more humble than an ant, like a bereaved dog, trying to escape. It’s not over until the end of the years.