The thundering sound comes from ye Chen's body. Qin Mengyao's blood contains so much power that it almost burst his body. It's strange that he is now a mortal. There is no Dan sea to hold the majestic essence. He only swims in the meridians. Any moment, he may explode.

Fortunately, the details of his half immortals are quite deep, barely carrying the power, and instantly unloading the prestige of Ling Tian.

At this moment, ye Chen got up and turned into a long bow and a magic arrow with the power of Qin Mengyao's blood. Holding the bow like the full moon, an arrow was so powerful that it ran through the night and shot at the old man with blood robes.

The legend of Wulin!

Zhuxian Town People, excited, difficult to raise their heads, looking to the sky.

Yeah?

The old man, who was still swallowing life, frowned and felt that the arrow was very powerful. He didn't think much about it. He immediately withdrew the blood swallowing skill and stepped back to the sky. He was not afraid of the arrow, but was in a weak state when he swallowed blood. He would be bitten by the arrow.

As he retreated, the pressure of the cage twilight world suddenly dropped.

Ye Chen uttered a cold hum and stamped his feet fiercely. A layer of immortal light spread and broke the old man's prestige. The ordinary people who were pulled to the empty sky fell into the sky, and were smoothly followed by a gentle force of Ye Chen's sacrifice.

"Child." Old Yang Ge and Xia LAN recovered their ability to move and held Xiao Yang Lan in their arms. The other common people also took back their own people. Their faces were very pale. If ye Chen hadn't done it, most of their relatives would have turned into blood mist.

Ye Chen strides over, steps on the eaves, looks at the sky coldly.

Xu Tian, the old man in the blood robe settled down and looked down at Ye Chen. He could shoot a powerful arrow, which proved that ye Chen was extraordinary. However, under his peep, the young man who shot him was clearly just a half immortal.

It was not until three or five seconds later that he could break the clue. It was because ye Chen had resorted to an external force, and he was extremely interested in that external force.

"Old dog, take it on your own." Ye Chen scolded, stepped on the air, and fled out of Zhuxian Town. He didn't want innocent people to be affected. If there was a war, the whole Zhuxian Town would be razed to the ground. The monks in the spiritual void realm were the supreme existence in this ancient star.

"Interesting." The old man with blood robes curled his mouth slightly, licked his scarlet tongue, and ran straight to Ye Chen. Compared with these mortals, he was more interested in Ye Chen. After killing Ye Chen, it would not take him much time to devour the living creatures.

Below, most of the people in Zhuxian Town collapsed to the ground, shivering, and many people died, crying all over the world.

"So... Is that the immortal?" At the moment, Rao Shi Ling Feng and others are in a state of trembling. These martial arts experts are not even qualified to be mole ants in front of the blood robed old man.

"Let's... Help?" Yang Xuan glanced at the other two.

However, when he said this, he felt that he was a little retarded. According to their way of doing, they would only make trouble. They would not only be unable to help, but also increase the burden on Ye Chen.

"Save people." Shangguan nine from the empty eyes, then rushed to the injured people, can not help Ye Chen's help, cure the people, or do it.

Here, ye Chen swept away all the way and flew into a mountain.

Then the old man with blood robes arrived. The mountains were crushed and collapsed.

"Ants, you can't escape." The old man in the blood robe grinned, and his eyes glowed with green light, like a devil. He was not slow to chase after him. He seemed to enjoy the feeling. He lifted his hand and died, but it was tasteless.

In front of him, ye Chen's body method is abstruse. He ignores the words of the old man in the blood robe. He secretly compares his fighting power with that of the old man. He is only a half immortal. Although he borrows the power of Qin Mengyao's blood, he is ultimately an external force. At best, he can only exert the fighting power of Zhenyang peak. Moreover, one point of blood power is less than one point. He needs to make a quick decision.

Fortunately, the old man in the blood robe did not gather the original spirit. Otherwise, even with the help of blood force, he was just a mole ant. He needed only a yuan Shen sword to kill him.

But now the most difficult thing is that he can't completely control the blood power. After all, it's not his own blood. He will fight against his own body. If he is not careful, he will be bitten by his blood. At that time, he will be killed by the old man in the blood robe.

"Canglan, canglan." Ye Chen's call never stops. I wonder why the evil devil is so unreliable this time. If he had left his followers early and killed the villagers of Zhuxian Town, he would not have been in such a great difficulty. He would not have to take the risk to rely on the power of blood.

"It's boring." The old man's smile came from behind. He had lost his patience. He stepped over the empty sky, waved his hand, and pressed it to Ye Chen. Before the palm prints had really fallen down, he saw that the mountain peaks were blown out.

Ye chenhuo's body is fixed, and his golden fist is tightly clenched. The nine roads and eight wastelands are in one instant. Lingtian's palm print is blown out against the sky. Rao is an old man in blood robe, who is shocked to snore and retreat.

For this reason, he also paid a heavy price. His fists were bloody, his bones were broken, and his muscles and veins in his body were torn apart.

"Look down on you." The old man in the blood robe sneered. He was really surprised. Even if he had external help, he would never be able to retreat from the spiritual void state. Today, he is a big eye opener. However, the more he is, the more excited he is. He covets the power in Ye Chen's body. If he merges and preserves it, he can break through to the nether world. This will be a creation, more practical than swallowing the blood of living beings.Opposite, ye Chen has fallen on a mountain peak, his face is pale, his whole arm is bleeding.

With a clang sound, his hand turned into an illusory sword, which seemed to be hidden and revealed. It was a Dao sword, which could ignore the physical defense and attack the origin.

The old man in the blood robe was full of scorn and disappeared for a moment. His body was like a ghost. When he reappeared, he was already in front of Ye Chen and poked his finger into Ye Chen's eyebrow. This is a great skill to kill life and a magic power to kill.

"Power is OK, speed almost means." Ye Chen light way, escape body to avoid a finger, turn over a sword, cut back the old man of blood robe.

"No way." The old man in the blood robe is unbelievable. He stares at the sword in Ye Chen's hand. Although it is illusory, it's extraordinary. What he did was his origin. Even though he practiced in the spiritual void, he was caught off guard.

This moment, ye Chen has killed, a sword Wind God, straight attack blood robe old man's head.

Cold hum, the old man in the blood robe suddenly raised his hand and grasped the tip of the sword with one hand. It was difficult for ye Chen to stab in half a minute.

"A mole ant is a mole ant after all." The old man in the blood robe laughs grimly. With the other hand, he has already made a secret depiction. With one hand, he can smash Ye Chen.

However, in response to him, it was a divine awn shot from ye Chen's eyebrow, which was the attack of God's war, the metaphysical method of friars, the secret script of mortals, and an incomplete divine wound.

At such a distance and such a rapid attack, the old man in the blood robe did not escape. He was seriously hit. He vomited blood and retreated. His mind was buzzing. His head was about to explode. His eyes were black and his whole seven orifices were bleeding.

How could ye Chen let go of such a good opportunity? He held a sword and chopped all the way. He had no move to speak of. The old man was covered with blood, which was nothing. The most important thing was that he was the origin of the old man, and he was severely injured more than once.

"Damn you." The old man in the blood robe howled and carried Ye Chen's sword. He was able to gasp and run away. He went straight into the sky. He was in a mess. What's more, he had a face that was higher than the others. His face was fierce and terrible.

Poof!

Below, ye Chen is also spurting blood, is the reverse of the blood force.

It can be said that every time he injures the old man in the blood robe, his blood power will hurt him once. From the beginning of the war, he has hurt the enemy 1000 times and lost 800 himself. This is the malpractice of external forces.

"Suppress it for me." The roar of the old man in the blood robe shook the sky. The old man moved his life tool. It was a Silver Pagoda, inlaid with ninety-nine divine beads. Each of them was shining brilliantly. From the sky, the crushed mountain broke.

Ye Chen looks ugly and wants to dodge away. However, he is still slow for a minute and is swallowed by the pagoda.

"I want to make you a puppet and be my dog for generations to come." The old man with blood robe grinned ferociously, like a vicious dog, and growled hysterically.

But before he took it back, the pagoda hummed.

Then there was a click. Cracks appeared on the pagoda.

In the next moment, the roar filled the earth and the pagoda of his life weapon exploded. It was burst by an illusory tripod. The fragments of the Silver Pagoda, like a piece of light rain, fell from the sky and scattered in the mountains.

Poof!

The old man in the blood robe spurted blood and turned it upside down. His life weapon burst out. As the master, he was also subjected to a terrible attack. In the inverted flight, his chest burst open, and his beating heart could be seen.

Poof!

Ye Chen also vomited blood, which was not much better than the old man. He had been swallowed into the tower before. With the power of blood, he transformed the appearance of chaotic tripod. With infinite amplification, he broke the pagoda. Although he escaped the suppression, he was also bitten by the blood force, and his whole body was dripping with blood.

"No, it's impossible." The old man in the blood robe roars. It's his life weapon that he sacrificed hard! It's still at the level of spiritual emptiness. It's broken by a Banxian. How can you believe it.

Ye Chen didn't reply. On the earth, he was staggering. He could not stand still in the battle. He was in a mess. I don't know how many meridians were broken. Even so, Qin Mengyao's blood power was still in his body, which could not be suppressed.

"Kill." With a roar, the old man with blood robe killed him. He vomited a bloody sword. His sharp edge was cold and he was carrying a terrible penetrating power. He wanted to kill Ye Chen with a sword.

Ye Chen reluctantly stood still, only quietly looking up at the void.

Until the blood sword, only an inch away from him, he suddenly disappeared, and where he disappeared, the old man in the blood robe suddenly appeared.

"This The old man in the blood robe suddenly turned pale and his pupils contracted.

Yes, ye Chen moved the sky and the ground, and replaced the old man with blood robe.

However, the sword will not stop when they exchange positions.