As he said that, the red-haired young man lifted the imprisonment of the immortal mother, and there was a second immortal light in the blink of an eye. He penetrated into the body of the Jiujianxian. The Jiujianxian, who was already worse than death, was even more painful and was on the verge of collapse.

"Don't think of self-destruction anymore, because in front of me, you... don't even have the right to die." The red-haired young man smiled like a demon, but he was still a mad demon. Playing with people in the world was his greatest pleasure. For this reason, he did not hesitate to use all evil methods.

"Let's go..." The roar of the Jiujianxian came from his soul.

"Noisy." The red-haired young man snorted coldly, brushed his hand with the third fairy light, and entered the body of the Jiujianxian again.

"Um..." Jiu Jianxian held his head and fell to the ground.

"Take it off, I'll take it off." Yao Chi's fairy mother swallowed even more, knowing what the red-haired young man wanted, wasn't she just teasing the world? As long as she could save her lover, she didn't mind letting go of her dignity.

"That's right!" the red-haired young man smiled.

"To your sister." As soon as the red-haired young man finished speaking, he heard an angry shout, and came from the depths of the starry sea. A sound melted the power of cultivation, like eternal thunder, shaking the waves of the starry sea.

"Who?" The red-haired young man's laughter stopped abruptly, his eyes narrowed and his eyebrows were still frowning, because he felt the pressure from his angrily shout, and the person who spoke was very strong.

Bang!

With a roar, the sea of ​​stars became turbulent and the waves were surging.

But in the dazzling starry light, a blurred figure appeared and walked out slowly step by step. His steps were tough, like a heavy mountain. The rolling evil spirits intertwined and danced with the cold evil spirits, making the surging galaxies melted inch and formed ice inch, and there were also outlines of destruction visions, as if the person walking out of the depths of the starry sea was a world-class demon god.

The visitor is Ye Chen, the ancient sage body.

He had left, but because of the red-haired young man, he turned back and saw the end from the beginning.

There were a few times, he couldn't help but take action.

However, he also knew that once he took action, it would disturb the disaster and the two of them would be buried.

But now, he [pencil novel www.qbxs.me] has to take action.

The red-haired young man clearly had to torture the two of them. If he didn't interfere, the immortal mother would be greatly humiliated and tortured to death. Even if the red-haired young man let the wine sword immortal go, even if the wine sword immortal could pass the disaster, he would feel guilty for the rest of his life. That kind of hardship would be even more painful than killing him.

While speaking, Ye Chen was immobilized.

He ignored the red-haired young man and bounced a ray of divine light into the body of the Jiujianxian, wiped the spell in his body, and then sent it to the side of the Immortal Mother of Yaochi.

"It can actually break my poison curse." The red-haired young man smiled faintly.

"So what?" Ye Chen's words were plain.

"So, I will make you live worse than death." The red-haired young man smiled and raised his hand, exploring Ye Chen through the void. Before he could really fall, the star space collapsed. The Great Saint-level palm was so terrible that it could kill a peak of the Saint King realm in an instant.

Ye Chen did not say a word, but responded with the most powerful attack. He clenched the golden fist and portrayed the seal script between his palms and fingers. He integrated thousands of magical powers and blessed the Chaos Law. He was domineering with one punch.

boom!

The fist and palm bang, and the sea of ​​stars swayed.

When I went to see the two, Ye Chen was erecting a monument to the world. He was still towering, but he was only squeaking with his long hair floating on the sea of ​​stars. He was a symbol, a symbol of a generation of legends and eternal myths.

As for the red-haired young man, he was still retreating, and his feet were retreating a hundred feet before he could barely stop his body. Before he could breathe, he sprayed blood, and his palms and fingers were even more bloody.

"How is a holy king possible?" The red-haired young man was covered in blood and his eyes were shocked. He was the Great Sage! He could destroy the holy king with his hand, but at this moment, he was completely defeated by the holy king with one blow.

Not only was he shocked, the Wine Sword Immortal and the Immortal Mother who were supporting each other not far away were also shocked to be petrified. Although the Great Sage and the Holy King were only one step away, they were not at the same level a day and had their combat power. A Holy King could even beat a Great Sage to vomit blood. How could he not be shocked?

But how could they know that the holy king in front of them was not an ordinary holy king. He was a holy body, an invincible ancient holy body of the same level. He had slaughtered the emperor and created immortal myths. His legends were each of them at the level of heaven, at the peak of the holy king, and he could be hard-steeled Great Saint.

"Who are you?" The red-haired young man shouted loudly, staring at Ye Chen, his face full of hideous and terrifying.

Unfortunately, Ye Chen was wearing a cloak and had secret techniques to cover it up, and he did not show his true appearance. Even his great sage's vision was embarrassing. He only knew that there was a terrible power hidden in Ye Chen's body.

"You don't need to know who I am, just understand that you have to pay a heavy price for today's actions." Ye Chen's words were still dull, his expression was still unpredictable, and his emotions were no longer there.

Anyone who knows him knows that the more he is, the more terrifying he is, like a beast sleeping in the ages, about to wake up, his anger, accompanied by blood and destruction.

"Arrogant." The red-haired young man shouted angrily, his blood surging, and his peak combat power was instantly activated, and a bloody body was pushed out with his palm. Inside, there was a blood dragon roaring. Once it was swallowed, it would never be reborn. For thousands of years, too many people have been buried in his sea of ​​blood.

Ye Chen retreated instead of advancing, and his palm was like a magic knife, slashing the sea of ​​blood.

The red-haired young man was backfired and he blew his blood and retreated.

Before he could stop, Ye Chen rushed over like a ghost, and his divine light penetrated his chest with a divine light. The scattered blood hole penetrated through the front and backs of his chest, and scarlet blood was squirting.

The red-haired young man gritted his teeth and fled behind him instantly, avoiding the ultimate kill.

But seeing divine lights in his body shot out one after another.

After looking carefully, I realized that the divine lights were an ancient battle flag, arranged in all directions, creating a killing formation, trapping Ye Chen in it, extinguishing the thunder and raging in the formation.

"Die!" The red-haired young man smiled grimly, very confident about the formation.

However, he picked the wrong target.

If he had used formations to kill Ye Chen more than thirty years ago, it would be possible.

However, today is different from the past. Ye Chen has been able to understand the Emperor Dao Fuxi's ninety-ninety Formation in more than thirty years. Whether it is breaking the formation or creating the formation, his attainments are above him. How can he trap a great god of war?

In just a moment, Ye Chen broke through the formation and flew out like a dragon.

The red-haired young man suddenly changed his color and had no time to be shocked. While fleeing back, he shot lightning with his eyes, without slashing his body and attacking the soul directly. With this mysterious method of the soul, he had killed many great enemies.

Ye Chen's expression remained unchanged. He used the gods to attack him and destroyed the red-haired young man's thunder and lightning. Then he had a palm in the air, cracking his body, and the blood and bones that broke out were blown into ashes in the flying horizontally.

"I don't believe it." The red-haired young man roared.

Immediately, a buzzing sound was heard, and a fairy light shot out from his eyebrows, turning into a divine mirror, which was red all over, full of divine patterns, and shone with strange light. It would cause trouble for the mind and spirit of the people. It was his natal magic weapon, and it was already a great holy soldier, crushing the star sky to collapse inch by inch.

Ye Chen is strong and domineering, without weapons, only golden fist, his ancient holy body is the most powerful divine weapon. He has once passed the Extreme Emperor's weapon with bare hands, so how could he be afraid of a great holy weapon?

boom!

With a roar, the red-haired young man's natal divine mirror was blown up by Ye Chen's punch, and the fragments of the magic weapon collapsed in all directions, all dyed with divine light, like stars, bright outside.

puff!

The natal magic weapon was destroyed and the owner was backfired. The red-haired young man turned over and fell to the ground. The body of the body exploded in many places due to backfire, and even the soul and Taoist root were affected.

Strike, heavy blow, his mind, all the previous setbacks, and the natal magic weapon that he had worked hard to sacrifice, were as vulnerable as a blow, and the great sage's state of mind was extremely collapsed.

"Who is it, who are you?" The guy roared again, his eyes were scarlet, and he was about to spew out blood. In just a few rounds, he was a great saint, but he was defeated more and more miserable.

In response to his roar, Ye Chen's palm covered the sky and the sun, as heavy as an eight thousand feet tall mountain. The brilliant star light was all under his palm and turned into nothingness.

puff!

The red-haired young man vomited blood again, and was pressed to kneel on the ground with a palm, and his body was almost crushed into a lump of flesh.

ah……!

As the howling sounded, he forced Ye Chen to his palm and escaped thousands of feet. He was forced to move the forbidden method. There were divine patterns on his eyebrows, and the red hair turned even more scarlet. His body was torn apart with the Taoist rule, which outlined a series of mysterious visions.

At this moment, his momentum rose to a higher level, stronger than Ye Chen, and his body was restored.

The powerful pressure covered the sea of ​​stars, and the Immortal Sword Immortal and the Immortal Mother couldn't help but kneel down. As I said, this was the response to the disaster. They were not quasi-emperors, but the imperial realm.

"Those who have been asked for it themselves are all asking for it." On the other hand, the red-haired young man who had activated the domineering forbidden method swept across the vast demonic evil and rushed straight to Ye Chen. His strange eyes were dyed blood red by blood, his face was too ferocious and a little distorted, even more creepy than a ghost demon.

"You are far from you." Ye Chen said lightly, and this sentence was majestic and cold, filling the sky.

The battle suddenly began, the sea of ​​stars rolled, and the sky broke.

The red-haired young man who had turned on the forbidden method was indeed powerful, and his secret techniques were frequently used, which made Xingtian devastated. His anger towards Ye Chen made him look like a madman, and he wanted to destroy Ye Chen without any cost, and then planted an evil curse, and knelt down at his feet for generations.

However, he underestimated Ye Chen again.

He has forbidden methods, but Ye Chen is not without them. Moreover, he is more domineering than his. He is full of golden light, his divine light is dazzling, and his holy body is like gold cast. Every time he makes a move, he is not a secret technique.

This is the first time Ye Chen has gained the absolute advantage without using external forces to fight against the Great Saint.

Although the red-haired young man was a great saint, his cultivation level was absolutely suppressed by Ye Chen, there was one thing he could never compare with, that was his state of mind. Ye Chen had slaughtered the emperor, and that kind of supreme understanding was not something he could understand. In terms of the mystery of fighting, he was a thousand miles apart from the holy body Ye Chen.

It was precisely this that he suffered frequent defeats. He was beaten by Ye Chen and could not raise his head. His body collapsed more than once, and his soul was severely damaged more than once. On several occasions, he was almost destroyed.
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