Chapter 1826

When the six emperors to be fought, the scene was so huge that the sky trembled. The nearby stars and meteorites cracked one by one and turned into fly ash and annihilated in the star region.

This starry sky has become a place of chaos. The extinction visions interweave and outline the destruction visions, and the law of quasi emperor is vertical and horizontal.

Gold and silver two quasi emperors, are transformed into noumenon, the head is really not ordinary big, eyes like wine vat, in the starry sky gallop.

As you can see, the two-on-one lineup, the four hall Yan Luo, had the absolute upper hand, and the two emperors of gold and silver could not hold their heads up, and their blood essence was so poor that they filled the starry sky.

Also thanks to the fact that the four men are the emperor's way to the nether world, if the emperor's peak, they don't need two to one, and they can kick each other to death alone.

This is why Ye Chen summoned the four yamas in one breath. This is the human world, not the underworld.

Emperor daotong Ming Limited Yama's fighting power, but he did not want to be in the peak state. What he wanted was absolute suppression of the fighting power, and he also took into account the safety of Yama. A two-on-one lineup was the most appropriate.

The six emperors were fighting like a raging fire, but the other poor and strange people were retreating, protecting the poor nine princes and escaping in confusion.

On weekdays, every cattle force and bustle, but when it comes to the critical moment, the top one has to be counselled, and the top one runs fast.

"Can you go?" Ye Chen chased after him with the battle Ge. The golden light was shining and the evil spirit was towering. His voice vibrated the star dome, and the speed was as fast as thunder. Once he caught up, he did not say a word, but swung his spear and hit him. The poverty turned into blood mist.

"Kill, kill for the king." The poor nine princes roared and stood on the jade chariot, roaring like a mad dog.

But, his order, at the moment seems to be difficult to use, poor odd number although many, but no one dares to go to front Sakura front.

Ye Chen is too strong, three quasi emperor soldiers assist in the battle, and the great sage is far from the opponent. Unless he is a quasi emperor, who dares to be tough and stupid will go up to have fun.

Unfortunately, their two would-be emperors are being besieged by the four emperors, and they are unable to protect themselves. How can they have time to take care of them.

Therefore, they can only escape, but also have to play with their lives to escape, otherwise once caught up, the consequences are extremely sour.

While speaking, ye Chen catches up with him again. He is the embodiment of the holy king, but there is nothing to hang on to. Ye Chen turns him into flesh and clay with one foot, and the yuan God is also taken away, and his soul is destroyed.

Other poor strange see, the move did not come out, continue to open run, such as ye Chen, such as God, is not they can contend with.

"If you escape to the ends of the earth, you will be killed." Ye Chen swept a spear, golden eyes, staring at the nine prince.

The tragic situation of the previous repair can be clearly seen, forcing them to kill each other. The bloody picture is shocking. It is a blood debt, which needs to be paid by the poor ninth prince.

"Come on! Come and kill me The poor nine Prince grinned grimly. Even though he was pursued, he was still tough and ferocious.

"I will kill you." Ye Chen angrily drinks, one step shrinks into an inch, enters the poor and strange army, wields the war dagger, wantonly dances.

With the help of Zhun Diwei, he blessed chaos Dao and integrated the power of blood. One stick was more domineering than the other, and the blood mist became one.

A blood road leading to the ninth Prince of poor Qi was killed by life. No one could stop him.

The poor and strange prince was afraid, and stepped back on the jade chariot. He could smell the breath of death. Ye chenqiang made people tremble.

"Fast, speed up." He also counseled, hissed and roared, urged the poor Qi to drive the jade chariot, for fear that he would run slowly and be overtaken by Ye Chen. The God of killing was too terrible.

With the rapid increase of speed, ye Chen's speed is not covered, such as a ghost, like a shadow, which can't be thrown away.

They have no intention to fight, but ye Chen is different. He pursues all the way, fights all the way, kills and destroys all the way.

This is really an excellent irony. There are thousands of poor people in the vast land. There are many saints and great saints, but they are chased by a saint, which makes people feel sad.

The vast starry sky, because of their pursuit and escape, became extremely lively, along with blood and bone, also accompanied by roar.

It's hard not to attract the attention of the four sides. The fugitive monks, the hermit monks and the great powers of the nearby stars gathered together in groups, and they were like the ocean.

When I saw this picture, I was stunned. My eyes were straight and my looks were wonderful enough. I couldn't believe it.

"I... I read it right!" A young monk opened his mouth and said, "nearly ten thousand people are so poor that they are pursued by a sage?"

"What is the origin of the young man with white hair and a mask! Do you want to hang like this "Too many people swallow saliva fiercely," this is the first time to see such pictures

"To cover the true face and blood with secret method, can not break the origin." A white robed old man frowned, "which family's outstanding."

"It's not a dusty night." A nun said in a low voice. Her beautiful eyes are beautiful! All heroes.

However, her words, but let the four monks all look at each other, as if from each other's eyes... To find the answer.

These days, the most famous, is not dust night? No one knows his identity, but he specializes in the great people of Honghuang. If he dares to pursue and kill the poor and strange without any scruples, he must be the only one who can do it.Looking at it, the four friars were excited. No matter whether it was a dusty night or not, it was him, and no one questioned it.

"Go and have a look." The white robed old man was the first to go after ye Chen. His old heart was very excited.

Behind him, people repair one piece after another, laughing happily.

What's more, he has already taken out the memory crystal stone to mark the picture, so as to burn it to the people slaughtered by the poor and strange, and to show them how miserable they are.

More and more people came to witness this historic scene, either in groups of three or in groups of five.

Too many young friars are excited, and their blood is boiling. If it wasn't stopped by the elders of the family, he would have killed his mother.

"Blood debt, blood payment." A starry sky, ye Chen's angry drink, resounding through the vast star territory, carrying the towering hatred and hatred, he has killed red eyes, covered with blood, are poor, all the way to kill, I do not know how many poor buried in his hands.

"Fast, fast." The poor and strange nine Prince is also roaring, no longer high above the posture, such as a bereaved dog.

"Stay!" Ye Chen catches up with him. First, he shrinks into an inch and kills in poverty. Then he moves the sky and changes the ground. He constantly exchanges positions with the other party. Finally, he climbs on the huge jade chariot.

"Kill me." The great sage who was on the jade chariot was very poor. He was ferocious and had to attack and kill him.

"Go away." Ye Chen does not hide, does not dodge, does not defend, allows the poor Qi to penetrate the chest, a spear stabs out, will directly nail it to death.

More and more poor and strange saints rushed forward, and the great saints in the periphery also boarded the jade chariot to suppress Ye Chen.

A great war started on the jade chariot. Ye Chen singled out more than a dozen great saints and fought a repressive war.

What about the great sage? If he didn't reach the emperor, he didn't have enough to see. The blood splashed and the huge jade chariot was bloody. After only three seconds, the jade chariot burst.

The poor and strange ninth prince was shaken out. If he had no secret weapon to protect his body, he would have been blown into a cloud of blood. However, he was miserable enough. His blood and bones were dripping and he could not see a human figure.

Ye Chen is not fond of war. He carries the attack of the poor and strange sage and goes straight to him. The ninth Prince of the poor and strange family is the most valuable one. He can kill him if he wants to kill him. If he has nothing to do, he can buy some pocket money.

Seeing this, the poor and strange nine princes ran away with fear. He sacrificed the array platform and stepped up to escape.

"Where to go." Ye Chen wipes it with one hand, and the four sides of the space are crushed, and the poor and strange nine prince who just escaped is forced out again. This time, his blood is dripping and his bones are dripping. This time, he is almost wiped out.

"Take your life." Ye Chen killed himself in a flash and swung his spear to smash it. This spear is so powerful that it can be smashed.

"No... no, no..." The poor and strange Prince's eyes are prominent, his pupils are tight, his body trembles with fear, and his whole body is cold, as if half of his body has fallen into hell and will never be born.

However, in this instant, a bright light from one side shot, impartial hit Ye Chen battle spear.

Ye Chen was shaken over, pedaling backward, arm also burst, muscles and bones burst out, blood spat one after another.

"Emperor to be?" All the monks who watched the war all looked to one side and could beat back Ye Chen. The one who saved the poor and strange ninth prince must be quasi emperor, and not ordinary quasi emperor.

Under the attention of the public, an old man in purple robe appeared, stepping on the void, with the spirit of immortality, walking gracefully, like a real immortal, whose Tao was naturally formed and even the peak of the emperor to be.

"Man... Man repair?" The four monks were stunned and saw that the old man in purple robe was not a great family in Honghuang, but belonged to the cultivation of heaven and man.

"Shangshan immortal." The old monk took a hard breath. He seemed to recognize the old man in purple robe. He was also a famous giant giant in the starry sky.

"This... This is why he slaughtered so many Renxiu. As the Shangshan immortal of Renxiu, why did he save him?"

"It's also a big blow to the dust night." Too many young monks couldn't think of it. They were filled with righteous indignation. Their fists in their sleeves were soaked in blood, and their eyes turned red. They resented Ye Chen and others.

"He has been attached to the great people of Honghuang for a long time." As a quasi emperor, when the demons invaded, they didn't show any help. After the liberation of the Honghuang clan, they did not help

"Damn it." People are angry, always in awe of the emperor to be strong, but now the scene is really chilling, a generation of people repair predecessors, it is so spineless.

"Save me." In the sound of indignation, the poor and strange nine princes have stumbled and run away, hiding behind the Shangshan real man. There are also poor Qi people, who are also crashing away.

"I'm here to protect the prince." Shangshan real man stroked his beard with a faint sound and a senior posture.

"Kill! Come and kill me With the protection of Shangshan immortal, the poor and strange nine Prince's son suddenly came to the bottom. Looking at Ye Chen, he laughed recklessly, and his face was fierce as a devil.

On the other side, ye Chen has staggered up, and his mouth is still filled with blood, but his face is calm. He looks at Shangshan immortal quietly, "master, if you disturb the cause and effect of others, you will be punished."

"I don't know where to forgive people and forgive them. If I kill them too much, I can't get a good result." The words of Shangshan real man are long.