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Chapter 1753: Forgive me

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To the north of the shrine, it is hard to imagine that there are so many people from the gods outside the territory.

Countless God Race masters who came from the sky, burning the power of Godhead, entered the range of ice breath as if life and death were put aside. Even if Su Liuer Bingxi restrained these people a little, seeing such a large number of enemies pouring in, still made the Great Sage and the others numb their scalps.

"Kids, kill!"

In the face of such a large number of extraterrestrial Protoss masters, it is impossible to win with these people under Ye Chen.

The great sage grabbed several handfuls of monkey hairs and blew out thousands of monkeys and monkey grandchildren to fight with the experts from the alien god race.

Yang Jian even used the beans that had not been used for tens of thousands of years to become an army, and summoned countless heavenly soldiers.

Although the summoned ones are not comparable to the experts of the extraterritorial Protoss, at least they can slightly reduce the pressure on the Great Sage.

"Liu'er, the intensity of the ice breath is higher!"

Only the Great Sage has the courage to call Su Liu'er Liu'er.

The wishful golden hoop stick in his hand kept falling on the bodies of those foreign experts, and the high-intensity fight also made him gasp for breath, showing a little tiredness in his eyes.

"You don't need to say it!"

As soon as the voice fell, the surrounding ice breath was a little more turbulent than before.

At this time, Su Liuer's hair became the color of ice crystals, her eyes condensed into a line, and the ice breath was directly activated to the strongest state.

Beside her, Su Yan didn't care about the consumption of divine power at all.

Mass recovery has always been around the people fighting in front. As long as they are slightly injured, the breath of recovery will heal their wounds in an instant.

"Old Yang, how many have you killed!"

With another stick to deal with the little shrimp of the alien god race, the great sage panted and looked at Yang Jian, who had turned into a shadow.

The Ruyi golden cudgel in his hand was already stained with golden blood. When the golden cudgel was erected, the golden blood was still dripping down from the stick.

"I can't count."

Yang Jian also responded panting, and at this moment, the space behind the Great Sage suddenly distorted, and an old man with a dark complexion appeared from the distorted space.

"Monkey, behind..."

Before Yang Jian's words were spoken, the Great Sage was aware of the crisis behind him.

The long stick swept back violently, but he didn't think about it, the intention to knock that old man into the air did not appear, but the stick was grabbed forcefully.

Suddenly, the Great Sage turned his head and saw Ming wearing a black robe and unable to see his face holding his stick.

"Huh, I almost got hurt by mistake."

The man in black robe loosened his stick and waved his hand, seeing his great sage's eyes widen suddenly.

"you… "

"What's wrong with me?" The man in black robe waved his hand and smiled, "Don't worry too much, I don't blame you. Just don't be careless at this time, the people of the extraterritorial Protoss are not mediocre."

"No, why are you here?"

"Why can't I be here?" The man in black robe was stunned for a moment and said, "Just after I released you, I was stared at by the main god here, and I kept running. I just came to see that there was a fight here. a moment."

"No… "

The Great Sage wriggled his lips for a long time without saying a word, staring at the black-robed man in front of him for a long time. At this moment, Yang Jian also rushed over, and also showed a shocked expression when he saw the man in black robe.

"What happened to you?"

The black-robed man's tone was full of puzzlement, and Yang Jian called out directly.

"Why are you here, who is that person beside Ye Ye!"

As soon as the words fell, the faces of the black-robed man, the great sage and Yang Jian froze, and they looked towards the destruction space where Yale was, and happened to see...

puff-

There was some golden blood in the bright red spurting out of Ye Zichen's mouth like a spring. He covered his chest and knelt on the ground. Su Yiyun, who was behind him, also separated from him at this time and fell to Yale's side.

"Lord!"

"Well done, Qianmian."

Su Yiyun knelt down in front of Yale on one knee, and Yale nodded to him with a satisfied smile.

Ye Zichen, who was kneeling on the ground, looked forward with unwillingness in his eyes. What he saw was Su Yiyun, who had been seriously injured before, and gradually transformed into another person.

fake!

This person is not Su Yiyun!

Ye Zichen thought that the pain of the Lord God of Pain was a bitter plan, and also thought that Su Yiyun, who was not guarded, had danger waiting for him here.

The only thing I didn't expect was that Su Yiyun was also fake!

If Su Yiyun was still conscious, Ye Zichen would never fall for such a low-level strategy. It was because Su Yiyun was too seriously injured that Ye Zichen was too worried about his life and death...

"cough-"

After all the calculations, I didn't expect that I was still caught in Yale's trap, and it was still such a low-level trap.

Thinking of this, Ye Zichen was even more heartbroken, and a mouthful of hard work spurted out again, and more blood flowed from the wound.

"Master Ye, your injury is too serious, do you want me to send someone to heal you?"

Yale fell from the void with a smile and walked over slowly.

Ye Zichen's demonic body is weird, and Yale doesn't really want to take risks. Of course, if he wants to, he can still forcibly destroy Ye Zichen's strange demonic body.

However, there is an easier way why not use it

As the star master of the third era, it is also the biggest stumbling block for Yale to execute the destruction of the third era in the future.

Yale began to collect information on Ye Chen a few years ago. Whether it was his temperament or the intricate interpersonal relationships around him, Yale knew all about him.

To sum up, Yale also found Ye Yechen's weakness, which is also his most fatal weakness.

that is-

Too emotional!

On weekdays, Ye Zichen can be absolutely calm and analyze any problem very clearly. Only when his relatives and friends are in distress, he becomes impulsive.

The closer you get to him, the more impulsive he becomes.

Su Yiyun, the new emperor of Ming He, is Ye Zichen's best friend.

When Su Yiyun stepped outside the territory, he was already in Yale's sight. He also knew that Ye Zichen knew that Su Yiyun had also stepped outside the territory. For this reason, Yale deliberately asked Su Yiyun to release the Dasheng and others who had been captured before, and then deliberately stepped out of the game, waiting for Ye Zichen to jump in.

I thought it would take some tricks to get Ye Zichen to get into this low-level trap, but I didn't expect...

will be so smooth.

Ye Chen Xinghui and divine power pierced through his chest overflowed outwards, and the demonic body behind him gradually dissipated without the support of spiritual power.

At this moment, Ye Zichen was kneeling on the ground alone, unable to resist under Yale's gaze.

In fact, this kind of blood loss can easily make people coma, but the pain in the chest keeps Ye Zichen awake all the time.

He looked at Yale silently, watching the smile on the corner of his mouth.

"This Hongmen banquet, Lord God King is really carefully planned." "If this makes Ye Xingzhu feel more comfortable, you can think so. But in fact, this is just an idea that suddenly appeared in this seat." Yale faintly He said with a smile, "You don't need to worry about Ye Xingzhu, this seat will not kill you, and the letter also said it very clearly. This seat is just a

If you want to stay here as a guest, don't leave until the Third Era is destroyed, that's fine. "

"Ha ha ha ha… "

Ye Zichen looked up to the sky and smiled, and while he laughed, there was blood flowing out of his mouth, "I am a guest until the era of destruction, Lord God King, I really forgive Ye Mou who can't agree."

As soon as the voice fell, Ye Zichen's arm shouted angrily to the ground. "Uncle Lan, Brother Cangxiong, trouble you!"