"Kill, sacrifice the killing formation, and destroy him." The son of the Cangtian God, Fengxian and the divine body all raised their swords to point at Ye Chen from a distance.

Immediately, the Xutian in all directions trembled, hundreds of killing formations and dozens of Xutian killing formations were lined up all over the sky.

The divine power was revived, and hundreds of killing formations all swept out the divine light.

This is not the end. Nearly 100,000 cultivators all launched attacks, including magical tools, magical powers, palm prints, fist shadows, or sword lights. They were everywhere in the sky.

Ye Chen was instantly submerged, and the void sky collapsed.

"Die! Die!" Fengxian and others laughed fiercely, unscrupulously, and were a bit perverted and tyrannical.

"Hundreds of killing formations, nearly 100,000 cultivators collectively attacked, and even if the Great Sage was injured, Ye Chen would undoubtedly die." People from all directions were amazed. The formation was too big.

However, the turbulent clouds and mist dissipated, but the figure still stood there, like a mountain, standing still.

Just kidding, is the holy bones of the Great Holy Body a joke?

I dare to be sorry for the war with the Emperor Jidao. Even if I don’t have the power of the past, I can’t destroy this kind of attack.

The monks from all directions changed their expressions and their eyes were unbelievable.

"How is that possible?" Feng Xian and the others also changed their expressions, subconsciously retreating, and only felt their hearts tremble.

"You and others, you will be buried with you." Ye Chen's words were ethereal, with majesty and coldness, resounded throughout the vast sky.

After the words came, he raised his hand slightly and swept across the void with one palm.

A terrible picture appeared, and wherever Ye Chen's palm passed, everything turned into ashes. Whether it was a quasi-saint or a saint, it instantly turned into blood mist, and the body and soul disappeared together.

That is a palm that destroys the world, smoothing the empty sky.

Blood dyed the world red and bloody in my eyes.

"How could it be so powerful? Is Ye Chen the Great Saint level?" The spectator and his voice trembled and their faces were pale.

"This...at least more than 10,000 people have been destroyed!"

"I haven't seen it for a few days, and the Holy Body is invincible?"

"Let's go." The divine body roared and was about to escape.

However, as soon as he raised his front foot, he had not had time to use the Flying Thunder God Art, he saw that Xutian in the Sifang was imprisoned.

"Can you leave?" Ye Chen appeared like a ghost, cold words sounded, and fairy lights lingered at his fingertips.

The eyes of the divine body were highlighted, and his expression showed fear for the first time. The divine body of the divine body was the best in the past and present, and he didn't even have a chance to escape.

Ye Chen said nothing and nullified his cultivation and Taoism.

The divine body screamed and roared hysterically.

This scene made people from all over the world gasp...

The divine body of Nirvana is unparalleled in killing, and its ability to escape is unparalleled. It is so taken down.

A killing god, a nightmare for a generation, was suppressed by Ye Chen so easily, which made people feel very unreal.

"Phoenix Immortals, they are all Phoenix Immortals, she bewitched me." When the four sides were trembling, a roar of horror came from one side.

That was the son of the God of Burial Heaven, who wanted to escape by using the teleportation array platform, but Ye Chen was confused about the space and could not escape his way.

"Blood debt needs to be paid with blood." Ye Chen let out a light voice, covered the sky with one palm, covered the sky, destroying the sky and destroying the earth.

"I'll fight with you." The son of the God of Cangtian was full of madness, his eyebrows were full of light, and immortal lights shot out.

Each immortal light was a terrifying magic weapon, a divine mirror, a treasure seal, a copper furnace, and a killing sword. There were as many as thousands, like bright stars hanging over the sky.

He was really crazy. He sacrificed his life span and the origin of his bloodline. He activated many magic weapons to attack Ye Chen against the will of heaven.

However, his struggles were useless. Although he had many magical tools, they were all decorations, which was hard to stop Ye Chen's palm.

One treasure trove, under Ye Chen's palm, shattered one by one, with a crisp sound. The fragments of magic weapons flew all over the sky, like rain of light, turning into ashes as they fell.

The blood flower bloomed immediately, the body of the son of the Burial Heaven burst, and the body of Ye Chen crushed the body with one palm, and the soul was also forbidden.

He did not kill the Son of the Burial Heaven, but only sealed his soul.

The same thing, he wanted these people to kneel down at the foot of the mountains of the heavens and pay tribute to the dead with their blood.

After capturing the Son of Burial Heaven, a sea of ​​demonic blood appeared under Ye Chen's feet, rolling in the sky and swallowing the world.

The wailing sounds were everywhere, more terrifying than the evil ghosts in the earth and the hell.

Nearly 100,000 monks were swallowed up one after another.

The sea of ​​demons surging by, and 100,000 monks were all slaughtered. The world became much empty in an instant, and blood rained down.

Ye Chen climbed into the sky and stared at the last person.

That was Fengxian, who was stumbled and fleeing with blood. Every time he wanted to move the formation platform, he was interrupted by Ye Chen.

"The ancestor saves me, the ancestor saves me." She whispered wildly, like a dog with a broken family, no tall posture, and no princess looks like.

Failed, and the siege of Ye Chen failed again, and the defeat was even more tragic than the last time.

One hundred thousand monks were all like decorations, and it was hard to stop him from slaughtering alone. He was really a god of killing, so powerful that it was shocking.

"Blood debt and blood repayment." Ye Chen stepped across the Xutian in one step, and his terrifying murderous intent made the heavens turn into ice in an instant.

However, there was still a change, and an unparalleled sword light slashed from afar and slashed him backwards.

"Zhiyang Taoist." The monks from all directions were surprised.

It was indeed Taoist Zhiyang who came in the misty void, holding a blood-colored divine sword in his hand, and the quasi-emperor sword was Burning Ji.

Just a little short of it, he is the quasi-emperor. Now he is holding the quasi-emperor sword in his hand, and his pressure is even stronger. Every time the soles of his feet fall, he trembles in the sky, making people unable to help but kneel down.

He is still so high, with his old eyes deep and looking down on all directions, just like a king who ruled the world.

Seeing that it was Zhiyang Taoist, Feng Xianru grabbed the life-saving straw, rushed forward frantically, and hid behind Zhiyang Taoist.

"What is the relationship between Zhiyang and Fengxian?" The monk Sifang was puzzled, "I saved her for the third time."

"The relationship must be extraordinary." Someone pondered, "Or why would Fengxian come to save him every time he was in trouble."

"I calculated by pinching my fingers and they had a leg up." The old geniuses stroked their beards, each of which was meaningful.

"What shocked me was that Ye Chen could carry Zhiyang's sword and not die." This sentence made everyone's eyes reveal a deep color, mixed with doubts.

At the peak of the Great Saint level, holding the quasi-emperor sword in hand, he slashed the sky and destroyed the earth with one sword, but he failed to kill Ye Chen's quasi-saint level.

This alone can tell a lot of things.

"Have you ever seen the clue?" In the corner of the crowd, a young man in plain clothes appeared, his eyes were like stars and his black hair was like a waterfall. Looking carefully, isn't he the Central Emperor?

He also came, and beside him was a Buddha, and this Buddha was no longer the Western Lord of the Western Desert.

"There is a quasi-imperial power hidden in his body." The Buddha's eyes flashed, and his words were full of profound meaning.

"There is also the breath of the Tianxu Forbidden Zone." The Central Emperor frowned, "What has he experienced in these days?"

"It is mostly rescued by the forbidden area, and the holy bones of the Great Holy Body are melted." Xi Zun pondered, "and the hidden quasi-emperor power comes from the power of the holy bones."

"It seems that many families in Zhongzhou were destroyed and many gods were captured, most of them were done by Ye Chen." Zhonghuang murmured lightly, "It can withstand Zhiyang's attack without any trouble. The bones of the great holy body are truly unparalleled."

With a clear sky, Ye Chen had stabilized his body, and there was a blood valley on his chest, with holy blood overflowing, which was very dazzling.

But in an instant, the holy blood flowed backwards, and the sinister wound also recovered in the blink of an eye.

He didn't expect Zhiyang to come again and use the Quasi-Emperor Sword to kill him. If there were no holy bones to protect his body, he would have been destroyed.

However, since it is the holy bone protection of the great holy body and the Zhiyang is here, the new and old grudges will be counted together.

Tian Zhu Di Mie said that the holy bones that merge with the Great Endeavor Body can be easily scattered under the quasi-emperor level.

Although Taoist Zhiyang is only a little short of reaching the quasi-emperor level, he has not taken that step yet, and is far from it.

"Kill me! Come and kill me!" Fengxian began to shout again, revealing her white teeth, hiding beside Zhiyang, smiling unscrupulously, making people itchy.

"The evil is not punished." Taoist Zhiyang shouted coldly, but he was also shocked. His quasi-emperor weapon was so terrifying, and Ye Chen was safe and sound.

His old eyes flashed with cold and cold light. Ye Chen was too strange. If such existence was given enough time, it would definitely be an eternal giant harem and would never be kept.

"If you have a way in heaven, you don't go, and if you have no way in hell, you will come and join." Ye Chen smiled and twisted his neck fiercely.

"Today, destroy your nine clans." His dark eyes bloomed with cold light, full of violence and bloodthirst, and his majestic and cold words resounded throughout the sky.
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