"Looking for death." Taoist Zhiyang shouted coldly, and took a step forward, swept across the sky, holding the quasi-emperor sword, and slashed in the sky.

"Destroy me? You deserve it?" Ye Chen shouted loudly, rushing forward, not dodging or dodging, using his holy body to harden his regret, clenched his golden fist, and played the world in his palm, making him unparalleled.

Puff! Puff!

Blood splattered, and Taoist Zhiyang slashed Ye Chen's shoulder with a sword, almost removing Ye Chen's arm, and the holy blood was dazzling.

For this, he also paid the price he deserved. He was punched by Ye Chen, half of his body was broken and blood and bones flew everywhere.

"This is too... too..." The monk from Sifang was so shocked that his eyes were straightened and he swallowed hard, thinking that he had read it wrong.

In a hard battle, the top-level Taoist Zhiyang, the Great Saint, was hit by Ye Chen, who was at the quasi-saint level, and was bleeding.

"What's wrong? When did the quasi-saint level become so strong?" Too many people scratched their heads, feeling dizzy.

"The holy bones of the great holy body are really unparalleled." Xi Zun and the Central Emperor shook their heads and smiled, and were also shocked.

"He actually forced the Great Sage to retreat." Fengxian was also shocked, his face pale, and he hurriedly took out the teleportation array platform.

"This is impossible." The most difficult thing to accept is Taoist Zhiyang, whose hissing sound shook the sky, his eyes full of hideousness.

He is the Great Saint! The peak of the Great Saint is only a little short of the quasi-emperor. He was beaten by a quasi-saint level and vomited blood. This is a shame, a great shame.

"You shouldn't have messed with you." Ye Chen stood tall in Xutian, his voice like rolling thunder, shaking the eternal sky.

After the words came, a golden divine light rushed out from his heavenly spirit cover and penetrated into Tianxiao, poking a big hole in the sky.

His qi and blood were like rivers and oceans, surging and rolling, with a pair of divine eyes shining with golden light and lingering with golden light. His holy body was like gold cast, making people dare not look directly at it.

Then, with him as the center, a tangible golden ripples spread infinitely, which was the pressure. The space of the mill exploded, the sky of the mill collapsed, and the world of the earth also lost its color.

"Quick...Quick Emperor." Taoist Zhiyang changed his face.

"How...how could it be the quasi-emperor's pressure?" The monk from all sides was stunned, his mouth was opened, and his feet could stuff the dinosaur eggs.

"It's obviously a quasi-saint, but where does the quasi-emperor-level power come from?"

"No wonder he can kill 100,000 cultivators, but he still has such a trump card." The discussion boiled, forming a tide.

"The root is the holy bone, he fuses the holy bone of the Great Holy Body." The old monks couldn't help but exclaim, as if they had seen through the clues, and their old body was trembling with shock.

"The holy bones of the Great Holy Body?" The young monk was stunned.

"That's right, he has been to Tianxu and melted the Holy Bone of Chen Zhan. The person who walked out of Tianxu before was Ye Chen."

A wise and powerful person has guessed the secret.

As soon as these words came out, the world suddenly became sensational.

Only then did the people present understand why Ye Chen was resurrected. It must be saved by Tianxu. It also understood why Ye Chen was so strong. It must be that he had merged with Tianxuchen's battle holy bones.

"Tianxu, who is famous for being awesome, actually saved Ye Chen."

"He also lets him melt the Holy Bone of Chen Zhan. What is the relationship between Ye Chen and the penalty area? Ye Chen is originally a person from the penalty area?"

"This is so incredible, is it taboo?"

Shocking sounds came one after another, and the spirit shivered in the center of doubt.

Ye Chen's pressure was too strong, and too many people present could not withstand it. He fell in pieces and couldn't help but kneel down.

"I will no longer participate in your grudges with her." Taoist Zhiyang immediately withdrew his sword, turned around and retreated.

Shocked, he was also shocked. He didn't know that Ye Chen had such an opportunity. No wonder he dared to regret his sword.

After melting the holy bones of the Great Holy Body, they will have the power of a quasi-emperor. Most of them are not his opponents at the quasi-emperor level.

He is just a great sage, not a quasi-emperor, and it is difficult to stop the power of the holy bones of the Great Saint Body. If he continues to fight, he will probably suffer from regret.

"I'm going against me again and again, and I want to leave now?" Ye Chen scolded coldly, crossing the sky with one step, covering the golden palm.

The quasi-emperor level is powerful, let alone the power of the Holy Bone of the Great Success Body. Before it falls, the sky has collapsed.

Taoist Zhiyang was furious and held the sword in both hands to block the sky.

The golden palm fell, and even his combat power was pressed to make his legs bent, his divine body cracked, and blood blew.

"You really want to die?" Zhiyang shouted, his qi and blood rose, and he forced his golden palm.

"What, are you scared?" Ye Chen and Lingtian slapped again.

"Although the holy bone is strong, if you use one point of power, you will be weaker. Do you really want to fight with me to the death?" Taoist Zhiyang waved his sword, but he still vomited blood and retreated.

"It's enough to destroy you." Ye Chen blessed the secret magic of magic. There was an ancient seal script flowing on the golden palm, which was even more powerful.

Blood poured over, and the body that Zhiyang Taoist, who had just healed, burst again and the bones were crushed into pieces.

After healing his body again, Taoist Zhiyang immediately fled away, waved his hand to expel the teleportation array domain gate, and dared not fight again.

"I still want to leave?" Ye Chen scolded coldly, moved the secret method of moving the sky and changing the earth, and exchanged positions with the teleportation domain gate.

Zhiyang Taoist changed his expression and retreated instantly, with a very fast speed.

However, Ye Chen was faster, caught up with him in one step, bullied himself in front of him, and started fighting without saying a word, and the golden fist was invincible.

Many monks from all directions turned their heads and couldn't bear to look at them anymore.

The holy body is invincible, and being approached by him is a nightmare. So what if he is a great sage, he can't raise his head.

This is the case. Taoist Zhiyang who was close to him was indeed very sad. Ye Chen had no ability to turn over from the East to the West Sky.

The picture is bloody, the blood rain pours down, dyeing the sky red, and broken bones and minced meat fly all over the sky, making people frightened.

ah.....!

Zhiyang roared, and whenever he wanted to fight back, he was beaten back by Ye Chen. He only had a secret technique, but he had no chance to use it.

He was indeed miserable, with blood and bones dripping, missing human figures, and white bones and flesh all exposed.

Compared to him, Ye Chen is fierce, and he becomes more and more fierce as he gets, with his qi and blood, as if he is inexhaustible.

The holy bones of the Great Holy Body gave him enough capital, and he really saw blood from the punch, one punch even more.

He was like a god of war, his aura was overwhelming the eight wildernesses, and his fights were like a pair of bare hands, which made the universe turn upside down.

"This...this is too fierce." The monk watching swallowed his saliva, "The peak of the Great Saint level is invincible."

"I've seen it as violent as he did."

"The Great Saint Body can match the Great Emperor, so it's not a joke. Even if the power is not there, it will still dominate the world."

"His life is really full of magical colors." The Emperor took a deep breath, his eyes full of fear.

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a rumbling sound, which shocked the world and the world.

Looking from a distance, it was a huge mountain, crushed by the falling body of Taoist Zhiyang, and gravel was flying all over the sky.

Looking at Ye Chen again, standing in Xutian, the pressure of power covered Jiuxiao, he was still holding a bloody arm in his hand.

The arm was originally from Zhiyang and was torn off by him.

And the hand of this arm is holding the Fen Ji Quasi Emperor Sword.

Ye Chen crushed his arms and once again regained the quasi-emperor sword. With the power of the holy bone, the quasi-emperor sword became stronger.

Look at Taoist Zhiyang again and staggered from the gravel.

It was indeed gone, and his qi and blood were depressed. He was fucked all the way and almost died. His body exploded many times.

But when he saw his body trembling, a ray of black light and a ray of golden light flew out from his lower abdomen, it was Ye Chen's fairy fire heavenly thunder.

Now Ye Chen is powerful and has used his thoughts to touch them, and the Chaos Cauldron, and the three have returned together.

"I have admitted my mistake, do you still want to hit me?" Zhiyang roared, glaring at the sky, his eyes were full of blood, and he gritted his teeth.

"You admit your mistake, can my relatives who died in vain come alive?" Ye Chen walked step by step with blood stained with silence, his words were still cold, with supreme pressure.

"There are faults and the debts are the masters, and they are not killed by me."

"If you hadn't saved Fengxian in the Western Desert, why would my relatives die tragically?" Ye Chen shouted and shook the sky, and his golden eyes turned into bloody eyes, full of cold and cold light.

"you....."

"I endured it again and again, and the third time I came again. Since that's the case, I will pay the price of bleeding for your loftyness." Ye Chen suddenly waved Burning Ji.

The quasi-emperor's soldier slashed out of the immortal river with one sword and cracked the world.

Taoist Zhiyang dared not fight, dragged his bloody body away, and his roar shook the earth, "Do you know who I am?"

"I have provoked all the tribes in the southern region. Who else can you bring out to scare me?" Ye Chen sneered, raising his sword and chasing him.

Taoist Zhiyang stopped talking, burned the power of the soul, and fled to death, without any majesty of the Great Sage.

Indeed, it is not easy to scare Ye Chen at this moment.

Ye Chen still came out of the ten thousand clans of the Southern Region, nine quasi-emperors, nine quasi-emperor soldiers, and millions of cultivators.

That is a big river. Compared with the wanted traffic of all races, this time it is a small gutter worth mentioning.

The world is not calm. Taoist Zhiyang stumbles and flies in front, and Ye Chen chases him slowly behind.

Further behind is the spectators, a large area of ​​people who want to see what the Taoist Zhiyang is going to happen.

Ye Chen waved his sword from time to time, and each sword would slash Zhiyang away, and every sword would dye the world bloody.
To be continued...