"Okay." The shouts shook the world and spread from Qingluan Xianshan.

The Qingluan tribe members were excited and their blood was boiling. They could not fight out to help the battle, but cheered for the two in the mountains.

The ancestor Qingluan wanted to go out, but he held it back.

The Qingluan clan needs to guard the barrier, and she, the quasi-emperor, needs to be in charge of the clan. If she had not been concerned about the clan members, she would have to go out and fight one.

"This scene is spectacular." Bai Zhi smiled whispered.

"I hope there will be no change." Chu Ling was still a little worried. She was afraid that something would go wrong with Ye Chen.

Qingluan didn't say anything, but just looked quietly from afar, and what she saw was the darkness.

He is really a hero, and it is perfectly matched with the hero in her dream. She is a beauty and loves heroes.

As she looked, a hint of blush flashed across her cheeks.

The spring heart sprouts like a flower blooming. I have never felt this strange feeling about a male cultivator, perhaps, this is love.

Looking outside the mountain, the Fire Phoenix Army was in chaos.

Because Ye Chen and Ming Jue fought, the two ancestors could not raise their heads, and the noise was too loud, and the crowds of people were affected by the aftermath.

No one dared to step aside except for the Great Sage. The Great Sage with weak cultivation is also miserable enough. He was destroyed just now after he went up.

"Suitu." The two of them roared, and they came in no particular order.

It was the ancestor of Fire Phoenix and the quasi-emperor of the white robe who were beaten miserably by Ming Jue and Ye Chen, and his blood was dripping from his bones. He was calling for help this time.

The third ancestor of the Fire Phoenix Clan, the purple robe quasi-emperor, was killed to help the battle.

Given Ye Chen's reputation, he helped the White-robed Quasi-Emperor, and many great saints of the Fire Phoenix Clan worked together to siege Mingjue.

"Come on two more, and you will still cry." Ye Chen was so angry that the purple robe quasi-emperor had just arrived and was swung over by him.

"Die!" The white-robed quasi-emperor climbed to the sky, and the imperial zodiac weapon was pressed into the air, and the Xutian collapsed one after another.

It was a terrifying quasi-emperor soldier, stained with phoenix blood, cast from special divine iron, and carved with divine patterns.

However, in Ye Chen's eyes, this is just a decoration.

It is still the Eight Desolations. The so-called other secret techniques are all integrated into one punch, and they are like holding the universe in their hands, and they evolve into chaos and Wuji.

This punch was fierce enough, and the quasi-imperial weapon exploded.

The natal weapon was destroyed, and the white-robed quasi-emperor was backfired. He stepped back. Every time he took a step back, he would step on the space under his feet.

This has not stopped yet, and Ye Chen’s guy has arrived again.

Another punch was even more fierce. He was a quasi-emperor-level man, half of his body was blown up and his blood and bones were exposed.

"Punish me." The purple-robed quasi-emperor who had been swung before came again and slashed a blood-colored immortal river with a sword in the air.

Ye Chen ignored it directly, did not dodge, nor did he defend.

However, just as the sword fell, he suddenly disappeared.

Wherever he disappeared, the white-robed quasi-emperor suddenly appeared.

The secret technique of changing the sky and changing the earth, he used the thief to understand it over many years, and it was already able to break through the mystery and perfection.

He left, but the replaced quasi-emperor of the white robe was in trouble. He didn't know what was going on, so he got a sword.

This sword was so sour and refreshing that before his broken body healed, half of his broken body was cut off again and almost slashed.

"Damn it." Seeing that he had severely injured his teammate, the purple-robed quasi-emperor was furious and stepped forward, swung his sword and slashed again.

Ye Chen wanted to use the same trick again and then exchanged space with the white-robed quasi-emperor, but he found that the guy was actually prepared.

After moving, Ye Chen escaped and avoided Ling Tian's sword.

Then, I ignored the purple-robed quasi-emperor and only attacked the white-robed quasi-emperor. I still understand the truth about taking advantage of his illness.

Knowing Ye Chen's idea, how could the white-robed quasi-emperor dare to fight. While healing his bloody body, he fled to escape.

"Where to go?" Ye Chen stepped on Taixu and caught up with him. The golden light shone between his eyebrows, and the nine integrated divine sorrow shot out.

The white-robed quasi-emperor was attacked on the spot, and the sea of ​​gods rumbled.

The divine sorrow that hits the soul directly is so domineering, and it is the unity of the nine paths. Even at the quasi-emperor level, it has suffered severe damage.

At this moment, how could Ye Chen missed the opportunity? He slapped the body of the white-robed quasi-emperor with one palm, leaving only his soul to escape wildly.

Ye Chen was in trouble, chasing him all the way, and sacred all the way.

The white-robed quasi-emperor was in a state of tragedy, and his soul suffered repeated blows and was about to collapse, and he was in a state of confusion.

The purple-robed quasi-emperor roared and kept swinging his sword. Ye Chen chased him all the way, and he chased Ye Chen and beat him all the way.

But Ye Chen didn't want to browse him, so he attacked the white-robed quasi-emperor.

Killing one is counted as one, I don’t like being beaten up by crowds.

His strategy was very successful. The white-robed quasi-emperor's soul was crushed and destroyed by him, and the power of the soul was swallowed up.

"You deserve to die." The purple-robed quasi-emperor pierced through his sword.

"It's your time." Ye Chen snorted coldly, still not avoiding.

The purple-robed quasi-emperor pierced his holy body with a sword. At the same time, he waved his golden fist and vomited blood.

The war begins again, the sky and the earth are broken, and the divine light and thunder dance together.

The black Fire Phoenix tribe army was divided into two battle circles.

One side besieged Ye Chen, the other side besieged Ming Jue, and the battle was in full swing, and the figures turned into ashes, and the figures fell.

The Fire Phoenix Clan's Xutian Killing Formation has become a decoration.

It’s not that the killing formation is not strong enough, but that Ye Chen and Ming Jue are too lazy, and the light of the killing formation is far from keeping up with their speed.

Frequent bombardment, people didn't hit each other, but they destroyed their own people one by one, which was absolutely awesome.

This is not a war, but the figures are like grass, and blood is pouring down like rain, dyeing the world red. The picture looks shocking.

This scene is really ironic. The army of a dignified clan was defeated by the people beaten by two people.

"It's awesome!" The spectators swallowed more than once.

"The people who have slaughtered the emperor are different, they are so powerful."

"Who is that person? He is fierce enough to chase a quasi-emperor, and his combat power is as strong as the holy body."

The sighs kept slapping and tongue-pacing, and I really realized what it is against the will of heaven.

The powerful Fire Phoenix clans all looked pale and they had the absolute advantage, but they were fucked by the fight.

One of the three ancestors has been destroyed, and the remaining two ancestors have been beaten to half their lives, which is really tragic.

Look at our Prince Huofeng, who has escaped to the corner of the crowd, looked at him in horror, and his heart was trembling.

It was not until this moment that he truly understood how much he had a person who was offended, and the bloody scene was all because of him.

"Domstic." Compared to him, the people of the Qingluan tribe were getting louder and louder, and their voices were like the sea of ​​tides, swallowing the sky and receiving the earth.

As the roar was filled with blood, two figures fell to the sky in no particular order, and the divine light was gone, and the soul was also defeated.

That was the Fire Phoenix Ancestor and the Purple-robed Quasi-Emperor, both defeated Ye Chen. The Quasi-Emperor was majestic, of course, and he was sincere in his heart.

"Ah..." Both of them roared, and their roars moved the world.

Only when life and death are dead can we know what regret is. Regret should not provoke the Qingluan clan, and even end up deadly.

Before, Ye Chen spoke, not because he didn't give them a chance.

However, they were not sure, but instead were unscrupulous.

Ye Chen is their benefactor. They all owe Ye Chen a life. Now that they are dead, they are really in response to the cycle of cause and effect.

In the roar of regret, the two quasi-emperors both turned into ashes.

The three ancestors were all destroyed, and the Fire Phoenix Clan dared not continue to fight. They threw away their armor and fled in a panic, and did not dare to turn their heads back.

Ye Chen and Ming Jue are like gods of killing, and they are their nightmare.

This scene was a bit ironic. So many strong men were powerful enough to fight, but they were frightened by the two of them.

"Where to go?" Ye Chen and Ming Jue looked extremely cold. They chased them all the way, and if they caught up, they would start killing them.

Without the quasi-emperor level, no one can block another's blow.

The picture is even more bloody. From the Great Sage to the Heavenly Realm, one after another, it turns into blood mist, dyeing the sky red.

They have no mercy, and the law is like this. If you kill me, I will kill you without leaving any trouble, and you will all ask for your own fault.

"Run, run again." Ming Jue caught up with Prince Huofeng.

He was so angry that he looked at this guy, scolding his sweetheart, and trying to destroy his sweetheart's family, so he really deserves to kill him.

"Save me, save me." Prince Huofeng hissed, his face pale and bloodless, his eyes full of horror, and his heart collapsed.

However, no one paid attention to his call for help and was only concerned about running away.

Save you? Rescue you? All are... Because of the trouble caused by your prince, my Fire Phoenix Clan has been destroyed.

Seeing that no one saved him, Prince Huofeng was completely desperate.

At this moment, there is no way to be arrogant, just like a dog who has committed too many evil deeds and will eventually be retribution.

Ming Jue chased him and did not kill him. He sealed him into a copper furnace. This number of people would take him back to vent his anger for Qingluan.

After taking him over, he climbed to heaven and continued to chase and kill the Fire Phoenix Clan.

Behind the two, there was a bloody road, with corpses and blood flowing into rivers, broken limbs and broken arms, broken magic weapons, and everywhere in the sky.

"I can feel at ease to get on the road." Looking at the bloody world, the ancestor Qingluan smiled gently, and his beautiful eyes were mostly vicissitudes.
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