The two of them entered in no particular order. After only one breath, a towering mountain collapsed.

The stones were flying again, and the Prince of Jinwu escaped in a panic and did not dare to fight. He fled to the sky. His golden eyes were red, and his roars and roars shook the sky, "Do you really want to die?"

"You are asking for everything today." Ye Chen snorted coldly, and Yaotian slashed out the sword of Nirvana.

The golden crow suddenly turned around and sacrificed a golden shield to block it, which was at the level of a holy soldier.

Ye Chen's sword destroyed the shield like white paper, and it was easily cut by it. The golden crow was also injured and flew out hundreds of feet. Fortunately, there was a shield, otherwise it would have been chopped.

The injury was too severe, and his domineering recovery was also backfired. The blood marks on his chest were stained with Ye Chen's murderous intent, dissolving his essence, and the wound healed much slower.

This guy was persevering and tenacious, spitting out fairy mist and rolling up a demon-suppressing pot, trying to train Ye Chen.

This demon-suppressing pot is like Kunpeng's altar, all with spirits and is warmed up in the body all year round. Such magical tools are the most terrifying, but they are only for ordinary monks first.

Ye Chen is not an ordinary monk. Not only is he extraordinary, but he is fierce. Although he is swallowed up by the demon-refining pot, it is difficult to seal him. The so-called treasure pot is also difficult to block his punch.

As soon as he broke out, he saw that the sky and the earth were dark, and there was a scorching sun in the sky, which was the golden crow sun.

When he used this move again, he saw the golden crow sun, he immediately summoned the Immortal Fire Heavenly Thunder, held the God Fire Bow and thunder arrow, and wiped out the sun with one arrow.

Prince Jinwu was injured, his divine body cracked open, blood stormed, and he staggered and almost fell.

Ye Chen came to his body, slashed Jinqiong's head with one sword, and slapped his body into a paste with one palm.

The golden crow roared, the soul escaped, and the power of the soul burned, like a ray of divine light passing through the sky.

But how could Ye Chen let him go? The speed was even more obvious. The magical power of nirvana had evolved and was always ready to kill the golden crow. He finally forced his soul out, but he couldn't let it go.

However, he had just chased after him for more than a thousand feet, and then he calmed down and turned around and ran away.

But behind him, there was a rumbling sound that shook the sky, the clouds and mist rolled, as if thousands of troops were galloping, and the golden light reflected in the sky shone brightly. After looking carefully, I realized that it was a golden crow bird.

The powerful Jinwu clan came to fight, with a huge formation, with many holy kings and great saints. They wanted to go to the prehistoric Forest, but they heard that the Jinwu prince clan was being hunted down and went straight to this side.

Ye Chen saw the powerful man from the Jinwu clan from afar, and then turned around and fled.

Compared to him, Jinwu was so excited that he wanted to cry. He fought almost to die, but was chased almost crazy, and finally he was withstood until dawn.

"Don't be afraid of the prince." A great saint of Jin Crow arrived first and protected Prince Jin Crow.

"Kill, kill me." Jinwu roared angrily, regardless of the scars, and pointed his fingers at Ye Chen's escape direction with his trembling face. His face was fierce and he roared hysterically, "Catch me alive."

"Chasing." The nine great saints of the Golden Crow came out together and crossed the Xutian to chase after them. After that, the Holy King and the Quasi-Saint King followed. The formation was huge, the sky was turbulent, and the heaven and earth also lost their color.

"Damn it." Ye Chen cursed inwardly, his hatred was so tickle that he was just a little short of it. Prince Jinwu was really a person who was in the great fortune of heaven and earth. He was in danger of life twice.

While speaking, he stepped into a mountain, but in less than a breath, he came out in a mess again, rolling and crawling, without any slight appearance in the holy body, and his posture was absolutely domineering.

It’s not his fault, it’s just because there are strong people coming ahead, not the Golden Crow Clan, but the Kunpeng Clan. The nine-sage great saint-level strong men led by the Nine Lords have a larger formation than the Golden Crow Clan.

"Kill me, kill me and catch the alive." Kunpeng was also among them, roaring wildly, his golden eyes covered with blood, and his eyes were already ferocious, distorted, like a demon.

"Chasing." The great sage of Kunpeng clan snorted coldly, and he would never let Ye Chen go. How could the Kunpeng clan exist? He suffered a great humiliation at the grand event of the 100 tribes. Emperor Kunpeng was furious and vowed to kill the holy body.

"Nonsense." Ye Chen cursed, his qi and blood tumbling in his abdomen, and he felt an urge to squirt blood.

This time, he escaped, burned his blood and was as fast as a shock, and he did not dare to stop at all.

The Jinwu clan and the Kunpeng clan are all extremely large regardless of order.

The monks from all directions sighed. This was really touching. The pursuit of the golden crow was domineeringly just now, but now the hunter was being chased, and the hunter was incredibly powerful.

More and more people watched the opera. From the gathering of all directions, they were beaten by Ye Chen before they could gain a foothold. They had just stabilized and were hit by the great saints of the two tribes and flew all over the sky.

The world rumbling again, mountains collapsed, rivers overturned, and wherever they passed, they were devastated.

This is also a blessing for Ye Chen to escape early and to change the world. Whenever he was caught, he could avoid the ultimate kill. However, even so, he was extremely embarrassed.

He chased and fled all the way north, but was forced back to the prehistoric forest again.

When he came back, even though he had his concentration, he couldn't help but gasp when he saw the scene of the prehistoric Forest. The place he saw was full of blood, and the whole world was covered with blood.

The terrifying melee was fierce, and blood was pouring down like rain. Many people had turned into their bodies, one was bigger than the other, and one was flying higher than the other, fighting wildly, primitive and barbaric: the golden-winged roc that covered the sky was broken with its wings; the ancient barbarian bull, which was huge like a mountain, had its head stacked; the ancient war wolf that was holding the sky was cut with blood and bones, and its body was also broken.

All races have had disputes since ancient times, and their grudges have been long. The struggles between the younger generations have finally become the fuse, giving them a good reason to start a war and continuing the wars of their ancestors.

This is really like a battle between gods and demons. Many great gods in the world must fight until the sky collapses and the earth breaks.

In a flash, Ye Chen's speed was slower and he was caught up by the two great saints of Jin Crow and Kunpeng. Both of them raised their hands and a divine light pierced through Xutian with one finger, and the power was so powerful that it could be said to be destroyed.

In the time of lightning, Ye Chen summoned the big tripod, turned into a divine sword, and clamped his hands tightly to block it.

The two great saints' fingers were extremely fast, and they hit the magic sword in no order, sparking.

Ye Chen immediately blew his blood, and his holy body was shaken torn apart, and he flew out.

He was splattering the holy blood all the way, and even crushed the Xutian. There were also a few people with bad luck who were so fierce that they were beaten up by him in a confused manner that blood and bones flew everywhere.

When he landed, there was a pool of blood, and the blood and bones of the holy body were exposed. It was a blow from the two great saints. It was a miracle that he was not killed on the spot, and it was enough to look down on the heroes.

"A villain, be executed." The Golden Crow Clan and Kunpeng powerful men rushed to the ground, and the dark figures stood all over the world, surrounding Ye Chen and the center.

"It's really unfavorable for the passing years." Ye Chen shook, staggered up, and blood was constantly in his mouth.

"Kill, kill, kill!" Jinwu and Kunpeng also arrived. The princes of the two clans had their eyes redder than the other, their faces were ferocious than the other, and their expressions were gloomy and hateful.

"What are you doing?" The melee of all races stopped at this moment, and everyone looked here.

It was just because the Kunpeng clan and the Golden Crow had a big battle, and it was actually nothing big. But after killing in, he did not participate in the melee, but instead surrounded a junior saint all over the sky and the earth.

It was Ye Chen, Kui Niu, Xiao Yuanhuang and Qian Shangyue who saw this place far away, and their expressions were suddenly so serious that they went to chase and kill the Jin Crow, which attracted so many strong people.

"Father." In desperation, everyone looked at the Ape Emperor and Kui Niu Emperor.

"The distance is too far, even if you want to save it, it will be too late." Several emperors shook their heads one after another, afraid that before they set off, Ye Chen was killed instantly, and the helping hand was indeed not rushed.

"I want to overcome the tribulation, leave quickly." Ye Chen sent a message to the monkey emperor and Kuiu emperor. Now that he can only solve the death situation by relying on the heavenly tribulation, he does not want his allies to be struck by lightning together.
Chapter completed!