"Sir, save me." Taoist Zhiyang stumbled over, grabbed the life-saving straw, and begged with all his best.

However, if the old man who was fishing for him had not heard of him, he seemed to be a deaf man.

Ye Chen brought the sword and rushed to the scene, with a cold expression. He glanced at the old man and then slashed the Taoist Zhiyang with one sword.

"Senior, do you really want to save me?" Zhiyang roared.

However, he did not receive the old man's reply, but he welcomed Ye Chen's sword and was killed and broke more than a dozen mountains before falling. He disappeared again.

Ye Chen crossed the sky and continued to chase and kill, his evil spirit was cold.

Then, when the spectators passed by the old man, they still bowed their hands and looked full of awe.

"It's actually not even a quasi-emperor level dares to meddle in other people's business." The spectators ticked their tongues, "Ye Chen is so scary?"

"It's so fucking embarrassing." After everyone left, the old quasi-emperor curled his lips and rubbed his eyebrows hard.

He was not afraid of Ye Chen, but Tianxu.

The great saint could see Ye Chen carrying the holy bones of Chen Zhan. As a quasi-emperor, how could he see this secret?

Tianxu saved Ye Chen and gave him the Holy Bone of Chen Zhan. This is enough to show everything. It doesn’t matter if he offended Ye Chen. If he offended the forbidden area, God knows what nonsense will happen.

"Save me." Zhiyang's roar resounded throughout the heavens.

However, no one paid attention to his request for help.

Three great saints died, and even one quasi-emperor dared to interfere easily. Who would dare to come over, unless you want to die?

However, only a little short of the gap is Zhiyang, who is at the quasi-emperor level. His speed is really not enough, and he runs very fast.

Ye Chen chased and slashed all the way, but he didn't take it down.

The sudden change occurred, and Ye Chen also fought, burning the essence, his speed increased sharply, and he caught up with him, and then slashed with his sword.

Zhiyang Taoist's back was cut open, his back was exposed, and he flew out more than 800 feet, almost being chopped.

"I'm fighting with you." Taoist Zhiyang's eyes were full of madness, sacrificed his origin, and his combat power increased rapidly in an instant.

He sacrificed a bronze furnace, which was his natal magic weapon.

Ye Chen snorted coldly, using the power of the holy bone, poured into the quasi-emperor sword, and instantly shattered the copper furnace.

puff!

The Taoist Zhiyang blew his blood, and was backfired and flew out.

"Blood debt and blood repayment." Ye Chen arrived, and the quasi-emperor sword buzzed and ruthlessly slashed down, trying to send Zhiyang to the underworld.

However, at this moment, a divine light suddenly appeared, coming from afar, hitting the Quasi-Emperor Sword without any bias.

Ye Chen was shocked and retreated and stared at the distance.

In the east, three figures came together, and he also knew the three great saints in the Holy Land of Heaven and Punishment.

The three of them hung a treasure seal on their heads, which was a quasi-emperor soldier. The one who defeated Ye Chen before was the quasi-emperor's treasure seal.

This world was rumbling, and it was not only the three great saints who punished the heavens.

In the West, clouds and mist rolled, and three figures came, and they were the three ancestors of Cangling Palace, with a huge momentum, a divine mirror hanging on their heads, and a real quasi-emperor weapon.

In the south, the void was buzzing, and three people came from the sky. The three ancestors of the Yuhuan Dynasty were all great saints, with a black spear hanging on their heads, exuding the power of the quasi-emperor level.

In the north, the sky was trembling. The three old men activated the chariots, and even the three ancestors of the Supreme City, with a divine bead hanging on their heads, and a quasi-emperor-level magic weapon, which made the world lose its color.

In the southeast, there are still three old men. The three ancestors of Taiqing Palace also brought a quasi-imperial weapon, which was a killing sword, and the quasi-imperial law was intertwined.

In the southwest, the sea of ​​immortals surging, and the three ancestors of Piaomiao Palace rushed over, all of whom were saint-level, with a quasi-emperor-level treasure vase hanging on their heads. They were also a terrifying magic weapon with a very famous reputation.

"This... this is agreed upon!" The spectators changed their qualities. The Great Saint-level monks all came from groups.

"Taiqing Palace, Supreme City, Piaomiao Palace, Cangling Palace, Yuhua Divine Dynasty, Tianzhu Holy Land, and Taoist Zhiyang, there are nineteen great saints!" Someone said in surprise.

"There are also six quasi-imperial soldiers, each of which are fierce soldiers."

"If the quasi-emperor comes, he will be frightened!"

"Ye Chen will probably kneel down this time. After all, he is just borrowing power. He can use one point to lose one point, which is hard to stop!"

"Okay, very good." The Xutian sounded the unscrupulous laughter of Taoist Zhiyang, his eyes were full of madness, and he was quite confident. He never expected that the reinforcements were so powerful.

The nineteen great saints and six quasi-emperor weapons are such a lineup. Even if the quasi-emperor level is present, they will be afraid.

"Eighteen Great Sages, all the seniors really respect me." Ye Chen ignored the heavens. Many great Sages were already in the void, surrounding him, blocking him in the center.

"The grievances in the past will be settled with you today." Many great saints snorted coldly, and their momentum was connected, trembling with all the heavens, and this world instantly solidified.

"How long can you last for the borrowed holy bone power?" The Great Sage of Heavenly Punishment sneered, with a playful look on the corner of his mouth.

"Then come." Ye Chen shouted and snatched over.

"I can't overestimate my ability." The nineteen great saints snorted coldly and took out their hands together, either pinching seals, pinching gestures, or swinging swords. They are all great killing techniques, and their power is unparalleled.

"Kill." Taoist Zhiyang also followed, shook his sleeves, and sacrificed a broken formation map, flashing divine light.

Ye Chen rushed over, and the quasi-emperor sword showed his divine power. He slashed the Great Saint of Heaven with one sword and dripped away blood. He turned his hand and covered the sky with one palm, and slapped the second Great Saint of Heaven with vomiting blood and retreating.

The third great saint, he moved the Eight Desolate Fist, and the Nine Ways were united, with the holy bones cheering, destroying half of his body. The great saint was defeated simply and neatly.

For this reason, he was also severely injured. The Great Sage of Taiqing pierced his chest with one finger and the Supreme Sage's sword was hit by the Supreme Sage's back.

The Great Saint of Piaomiao Palace was the most cruel. He moved the quasi-imperial weapon and removed one of Ye Chen's arms, and the holy blood sprinkled all over Xu Tian.

"Die!" Taoist Zhiyang activated the broken formation map, swept out the divine light of the nirvana, and penetrated the misty nothingness all the way.

Ye Chen was so tough that he slashed Zhiyang's head with one sword.

Zhiyang retreated, his soul was injured, and he was quickly flocking to a new head, his face was fierce, like a hideous evil ghost.

"Give me a seal." A great saint of Heavenly Phassy rushed to him with a huge murderous aura. There was a light in the palm of his hand. It was an ancient formation that covered Ye Chen in the air, trying to block him.

Ye Chen said nothing, and the chaotic vision suddenly appeared, and the chaotic Taoist flew, breaking through the magic array seal and entering the sky.

The great saint of Tianfa knelt down and was pierced by Ye Chen's sword, and his soul was silent and fell into Xutian.

"You really deserve to die." The two great saints left in the Holy Land of Heavenly Punishment roared angrily, and the emperor moved the quasi-emperor weapon to press it.

"You are all asking for it." Ye Chen waved Fen Ji and forced the Heavenly Punishment Quasi-Emperor weapon to retreat, and with one sword to level the world. The Heavenly Punishment Two Great Sages were killed on the spot.

The two were injured, blood dripped, and the sky was dyed.

Ye Chen ignored the siege of all directions and stared at him and took advantage of his illness to kill him. He understood the reason.

The two great saints of heavenly punishment suddenly settled down. Seeing Ye Chen coming, their expressions changed drastically, and they all pinched their handprints.

However, Ye Chen was faster, and with one sword, the Wind God killed one, and the Ten Thousand Swords returned to one, killing another great saint.

The blood was dazzling, and the viewer was frightened.

Three great saints! Three encounters were actually destroyed, nineteen great saints, and only sixteen were left this time.

Looking at the quasi-imperial weapon seal in the Holy Land of Heavenly Punishment, it was hard to escape suppression and was also shattered by Ye Chen.

In the past, the Great Saint Body of the Great Emperor's Soldiers were defeated by his bare hands. Although Ye Chen was less than one ten thousandth of his ancestors tonight, he was also extremely domineering and broke the quasi-imperial weapon with his bare feet.

The fragments of quasi-emperor-level treasure seals are like light and rain pouring over the sky.

The Chaos Cauldron seized the opportunity and swallowed it cleanly. The viewer was stunned. The cauldron was really conscious.

Amidst the surprise, Ye Chen was bleeding from the sky, and was swept by the quasi-emperor's soldiers one after another, and his powerful holy body was also cracked.

"Kill." The three supreme great saints came close, and each man and one sword almost killed Ye Chen on the spot.

Ye Chen roared, his blood and blood burned. He was cut off when he fought hard on his back. He swung his sword and slashed the supreme great saint, and he swung his hand and slapped the second great saint.

The third great saint of the Supreme City rolled up the quasi-imperial army and retreated, escaping a disaster, but his face was as fierce as an evil ghost.

"War." Ye Chen shouted and shook the sky, flames burned all over his body, and gold and blood were surging.

He was like a god of war, with invincible fighting spirit, and he discovered the potential of the holy bones with all his strength. Every drop of blood and every bone was spitting out the power of the quasi-emperor, and was unparalleled.

"Down with me." The Great Saint of the Yuhua Divine Dynasty reached the sky, activated the quasi-emperor army, and pressed it down in the air.

"Get out." Ye Chen roared angrily and rushed forward against the sky. Nine and eight desolates merged into one, and the quasi-emperor weapon collapsed. The great saint also vomited blood and flew out.

He won another battle, but the holy body was cut open by the quasi-imperial soldiers of the Taiqing Palace. The holy bones broke and blood blew.

The quasi-emperor's weapon divine light swept over to the Cangling Palace, and half of his holy body skull was crushed to death, and his soul was severely damaged.

Ye Chen ascended the sky, surging across the sky, his wounds surging blood and healed quickly, and his holy body was like gold.

His strength was shocking. He was so sorry that the Great Saint of Piaomiao Palace turned around and tore the man away.

"Sacrifice the formation and seal him." The three great saints worked together to set up the formation, which was ninety-nine ancient battle flags.

It was an ancient magic circle with countless runes flowing, nine nine series, and the divine power of sealing and killing.

Ye Chen was trapped on the spot, and his qi and blood were wiped out a lot.

"Open it for me." Ye Chen shouted angrily, cut open a gap with his sword, and rushed out like a dragon.

However, as soon as he stepped out, he saw five quasi-imperial soldiers buzzing and suppressing them together.

Ye Chen blew blood, his holy bones shattered, and his legs were bent, as if he was carrying an eight thousand feet tall mountain.
To be continued...