Chapter 945

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The murmur of Chu Xuan and Chu Ling, no one heard, but caused the world turbulence. The ten sides of heaven and earth all broke up at the same time.

Kill!

Kill!

Immediately, there was a roar of killing, like a vast ocean of human figures, rolling, there are bloodthirsty hall army, the northern Chu major forces of the friars army, millions of strong lineup.

This!

Seeing such a scene, the spectators were so scared that their legs were soft and their faces were pale.

Three years ago, in Panlong sea area, millions of friars surrounded Ye Chen and forced him into Wuwu daze. They only heard about it, but never witnessed it.

Three years later, they saw and saw the huge array of monks, such as the vast ocean, covering the sky and the sky all day long with a black veil.

What a similar scene!

The difference is that three years ago, the figure was forced into Wuwei daze. Three years later, he fought against millions of monks.

Today, I will kill you!

Blood thirsty Yama also came, and his voice was thundering like thunder.

He was angry. A monk, one after another, was beyond his expectation. The place where he died could be reborn. He was afraid that one day they would follow the footsteps of the blood spirit family.

Ye Chen does not have any words, the expression is cold, but his response, is incomparably strong.

He was still shrinking into an inch. He was avoiding the killing from all directions. Every time he got there, there was no one alive. No one could block his sword, no matter it was in the empty or empty world.

Among the millions of friars, the demons of the world are still defeated even if they are killed by others.

All of us were shocked by the bloody back. No matter the descendants of the emperor, the kings of all dynasties, the four sides of the war watchers, and the ancient dragon of Taixu, they were filled with the eyes of the demon God.

Poof! Poof! Poof!

The figures are constantly exploding into blood flowers, and ye Chen is also constantly injured.

The other side's lineup, is really too big, Rao is the blood after the limit state of him, the body bathed in the blood.

However, as Taixu Gulong said, the hegemonic blood successive limit state, he is infinitely close to the immortal without injury, and his recovery power is very close to sublimation, which makes his whole body scar disappear in an instant.

Not only his resilience, but also his strength, speed, principles and magic power are also in the process of sublimation, which is the transformation of transcendence

"is this the infinite approach to immortality without injury?" Emperor Tianzong was shocked and his voice trembled.

"It has already refreshed the achievements of the Chu sea magic army." The emperor of the sword took a hard breath, "the afterlife is terrible!"

"Have you ever found out that he is missing something?" Old Zhuge touched his chin.

"Six immortal wheel eyes." The ancient dragon of Taixu gave a leisurely sound.

"Is it at the price of six immortal wheel eyes that he can come out alive from Wuwang daze?" Zhong Jiang pondered.

Poof! Poof! Poof!

The killing continues, and it's tragic.

Ye Chen is constantly injured and bathed in blood.

However, the domineering resilience, let him wantonly wave the sword in his hand.

Although he did not know where his power came from, he was not afraid of a war. His killing was not only for his own way, but also for a feeling, but also for his unwillingness to fate.

Liu Ruyan, she's dead.

Why is God not beautiful!

Why is God unfair!

In the killing, he asked himself and the heaven.

During the killing, he gradually understood that it was not the God who was not beautiful, nor the God who was unfair, but because they were ants and were at the mercy of fate.

He should go against the heaven, break through the shackles of fate, transform in the killing, become a king in the killing, declare war on heaven in the name of the king, and dominate the fate with the glory of the king.

Even if the road against the sky makes him bear the eternal reputation, he will step on the dead bones and the sea of blood to fight against the sky.

Boom!

His unwillingness provoked nine days' anger, and the thunder was roaring, which made heaven and earth tremble for it.

Oh, my God, my God?

All of us suddenly turn pale. This is a sign before the disaster.

Everyone, heart beat.

No one knows how ferocious the robbery is. Once the disaster is down, all the people in this world, no matter the descendants of the emperor, the armies of the kings, the bloodthirsty hall and the great forces of the northern Chu, the heavenly watchers from all directions, and the ancient dragon of Taixu, will respond passively at the same time.

Damn it!

Too many people can't help but burst out a rude.

Here, all the people count, there are nearly 20 million monks who are crossing the robbery together. What a magnificent sight.

Who is it?

Some people are scolding, others are running away.

Soon, all people's eyes are focused on a young man with blood flying, that is the demon God.Is it the holy body of the ancient wasteland?

All of a sudden, everyone's heart thump for a moment, that person is all the way to be chopped by thunder, the number of people who were pulled by him to cross the robbery is countless, and the number of people who died under his thunder robbery is also incalculable.

Now, does he want to pull nearly 20 million monks to cross the robbery together?

Back! Back up!

The leaders of all parties are roaring. They seem to think of terrible things. They seem to understand why Ye Chen dare to fight against millions of friars so boldly. This is a premeditation. This is to kill millions of friars in one breath!

At present, everyone is retreating. They don't know where to go, but as long as they leave Ye Chen enough.

"Is he... Is he crazy?" Here, Niu shisan said in a trembling voice, subconsciously retreating.

"It's not a natural disaster. It's frightening." Taixu Gulong glanced at Niu shisan who was a little worried.

"No, it's not a disaster?"

"It was someone who angered God's will, but it was not a natural disaster." Taixu gulong's words are full of deep meaning.

"No, it will be ye Chen." Old man Zhuge took a mouthful of saliva.

"Who else but him?" Taixu Gulong said, "at this moment, I really understand why he killed. He killed people, but he fought against heaven. He forced his life to a dead end."

"Ye Chen, please don't do this!" Chu ling'er's delicate body is shaking, and the tears in her eyes are flashing.

"Is that your way?" Chu ling'er was pale, and her jade hand shaking.

"I'll just say it once. If I don't want him dead, I'll just stay here." Taixu Gulong took a deep breath. His voice was sonorous and sonorous, with the supreme dignity.

Poof!

His words just fell, ye Chen's body split, black blood in the spurt.

This scene, looking at those who have been hiding out for a long time, a little surprised, because everything is too strange.

He's the only one who's been targeted?

However, under the attention of the public, ye Chen is silent and frightening. His split body recovers in an instant, and the blood spurts back to the body.

Poof!

Soon, his body cracked again, and the blood began to gush again.

However, he still did not have any words, he in the blood wind, like a monument standing, but standing still.

The next scene was very dazzling. His body seemed to be attacked by an invisible force. It was constantly split, but it was constantly healed, so that even his domineering recovery could not bear. The whole person was bathed in black blood.

The will of heaven and earth was attacking him, and the invisible thunder was constantly falling. It was not a natural calamity, but his own.

Poof!

Infinitely close to immortal, his back cracked, revealing his dark spine.

Poof!

Blood spurted thin, chest cracked, revealing beating heart.

Poof!

Black blood light reappeared, his head split, half turned into blood fog, the shape is grim.

Poof! Poof!

Two waves of invisible thunder broke his knee bones.

Bang!

Xu Tian trembled, and he knelt down on the ground with a thump, just like a eternal sinner, suffering from the punishment of heaven.

However, under everyone's attention, his legs trembled and he stood up, looking up at the sky for the first time. There was no emotion on his face, just like a puppet. He didn't know the pain.

You are afraid of me!

After all, he opened his mouth and looked up at the sky in a calm and hoarse voice.

Boom!

His words, let the nine sky nihility, thunder again roar, tremor forever blue sky.

Seeing this, all people's hearts trembled. The bloody figure fell in their eyes, which was very shocking, and was engraved in the bones.

Kill!

Kill me!

The bloodthirsty Yama who withdrew from the palace suddenly drank, as if he saw something. He wanted to wipe out Ye Chen when he was weak.

Suddenly, the millions of monks who had just scattered and retreated, like four vast oceans, rolled towards Ye Chen.

Ye Chen took back his eyes from heaven and looked at one side in silence.

A look in his eyes made millions of friars from the other side suddenly stopped, and no one dared to step forward.

It can be seen that their hands holding the sword are shaking. In their eyes, it is not a person, but a demon. One step forward is death.

This is Wang's power!

All the spectators from all directions were sighing and exclaiming.

Kill me!

The bloodthirsty Yan Luo was furious and his voice was like thunder.

The voice fell and fell for more than three seconds. Then the four monks raised the earth shaking cry of killing again.

Ye Chen moved, dragged the broken body of blood, stepped out one step, shrunk to an inch, and instantly killed a quasi heaven realm. Shengsheng twisted off his head, and then suddenly looked back and killed a piece of it with a sword.The war has been repeated, and it is extremely tragic.

Ye Chen is crazy to kill, but his body is constantly splitting, healing, splitting and healing from the beginning to the end, which is not known by the monk's attack, but is hurt by the invisible thunder that God will descend.

Poof! Poof! Poof!

Blood bloom constantly, blood mist is surging, covering the sky and the earth.

On the earth, it is a mountain of bones and bones, a river of blood, and heaven and earth have become blood.

Who would have thought that after fighting for three days and nights, millions of monks were defeated by one man.

It was still night, dark.

On the vast land, ye Chen, carrying a sword, is bleak in his back, drenched with blood and bones, and staggers, like a god of war of doomsday, stepping on his blood and bones, he is about to reach the end of his life.

The breeze blows, will stagger of him, blow swaying.

After all, he fell head over heels.

Ye Chen!

The rays of the sun came, a pair of jade hands, dragged him, and held him in his arms. His clothes were soaked with tears.

Chu Xuan, I'm so tired!

Ye Chen's eyes are dim, his voice is hoarse and tired.