"The heavens and the prehistoric world have already agreed that the elders are not allowed to participate in the war. Are you going to break the truce agreement?" Qian Shangyue stood up suddenly, her whispering was dull, and she was not moved by the pressure of the Great Sage.

"So what?" A faint laughter sounded, and it was heard behind Qian Shangyue. The second sage, the Great Sage of the Lord, appeared. The old man with blood was powerful, licking his scarlet tongue and looking at Qian Shangyue.

In this way, an old man in a python robe, an old man in a blood-haired man, one in front and one behind, two great saints of the Baishou clan blocked Qian Shangyue in the Xutian, and the secret technique in his palm evolved, ready to kill him at all times.

When the cultivators saw this, they couldn't help but feel trembling. The two great saints had a large lineup.

Qian Shangyue had a pretty eyebrows and frowning. She had the fighting power of slaughtering the Great Sage, but if two great Sages came, it would be hard to say. After all, she was just a saint king. She was not afraid of fighting alone, but she was afraid of fighting in groups.

"Get your own break and be buried with our people." The old man in the python robe said lightly.

"The Lord and the Lord are shameless?" Lin Xing again cursed.

"That's right, two great saints want to besiege a saint king. Your family is so shameless." This sentence actually comes from the Six Paths. He hides it very well. No one knows that he said it, but Ye Chen heard it really, and secretly said that the Six Paths that came after the disaster were really cute.

"What, no one is bullying us all the heavens?"

"The Great Sage is amazing. Look at the two of you. How many Great Sages are there? One person can drown you with one spit. You have to show off and let your quasi-emperor come. The two Great Sages are so funny."

Not to mention, Lin Xing and Liudao's curses were indeed very appealing. The people present were cursing together, and one or two people were not conspicuous, and it was hard to say about thousands of people.

"Noisy." The two great saints of Zhenwu were furious and scolded them one after another.

"I'll scold you and kick you to death." The cultivator from all over the world was still so domineering.

"How dare a bunch of ants disobey the king?" These words were like thunder, trembling with trembling.

After saying that, the space of nothingness exploded, and the prehistoric aura surged out, rolling out black figures. Without exception, they were all from the Yawu tribe, more than 80% of them were from the Saint King realm, at least 50% were from the Great Saint level, with thousands of people, with a magnificent aura and a huge murderous aura.

"Stop scaring people." Lin Xing put his hands in his arms, "We are not afraid of fighting in groups."

He said this sentence with great confidence. This is the truth. Even though the Jade Tribe came to reinforcements, it was almost impossible to compete with the people present. If he fought hard, the Jade Tribe would be defeated.

"If you don't accept it, do it, whoever is afraid of it." People in the heavens are not afraid of it.

"Today, it's really lively." Another word sounded, and then a shocking rumbling sound.

Looking into the distance, clouds and mist rolled and roared, and there were also prehistoric clans coming. They were not one clan, but at least a dozen races, either flying clouds and fog, or stomping swords, or urging chariots. The formation was extremely huge, like a layer of dark curtain covering the sky, covering the bright world.

Now, the people present suddenly changed their colors and took a step back collectively.

At this moment, even the rebellious Lin Xing frowned. If the Jade tribe is not good enough, if the new dozen new races are added, the battle in the prehistoric world is ten times more than human cultivation. If this is a group fight, those present will be slaughtered, and it will be a sea of ​​corpses and blood.

"Where is the penalty area? Where are the five major penalty areas? The prehistoric world has destroyed the truce agreement." The cultivators called and looked at the Xuanhuang Continent to find it, hoping that the penalty area would show its power and let the prehistoric people Zhang Chang remember.

However, there was no reaction to the call of human cultivation.

Ye Chen frowned. It was not that Xuan Huang didn't care. It was because the distance was too far. In addition, the quasi-emperor in the forbidden area was also within the disaster and had probably not returned at this moment, which made the emperor take advantage of the loophole.

Fortunately, although the situation in the primeval world is quite large, there is no quasi-emperor, and everything is still under his control.

While speaking, more than a dozen races in the prehistoric world arrived one after another, standing in the sky and covering the earth, with their mouths slightly raised, licking their scarlet tongues, silent for seventy years, and not smelling blood for too long.

Compared with the prehistoric clan, the power of the people present was slightly weak, and the face was pale due to the momentum of the prehistoric clan.

"We are here to participate in the auction. Don't be surprised by fellow Taoists." The great saint of the Jinqi clan laughed, his words filled with magic, and resounded infinitely in the void heaven, causing trouble to perplex people's minds.

"So many people need to attend the auction? Look at me, you are here to fight!" The old man cultivating sneered.

"This fellow Taoist is so serious." The Scorpio clan's great saint stroked his beard.

"No need to talk nonsense, today, she must die." The great saint of the Yashi clan stared at Qian Shangyue coldly.

"That depends on whether your sneer tribe has the ability." A sneer suddenly rang out, and Ye Chen moved, step by step, walking towards Xutian, wearing a cloak, and the cloak made a violent sound.

"It's the crazy guy in the restaurant." Many people recognized Ye Chen, and said, "I'll just swear, and I'll scold you for being sonorous and powerful."

"This guy is such a lunatic! Heroes save beauty, it depends on the time!"

"Are you still a holy king, are you going up and looking for death?"

"There are really people who are not afraid of death." The powerful men of the Baishu clan laughed and slandered, and a large area surrounded Ye Chen and Qian Shangyue in the Xutian. Especially the Great Sage, they were quite interested in Ye Chen, because they could not see through Ye Chen's true appearance, which proved Ye Chen's extraordinaryness.

"It's not about fellow Taoists, leave quickly." Qian Shangyue said in a voice.

"If you are destroyed, I will be scolded to death by the people of Da Chu when I go back." Ye Chen blinked at Qian Shangyue.

"You..." Qian Shangyue's mouth opened slightly. She didn't need to look at Ye Chen's true face. She just heard Ye Chen's voice and recognized who it was. She was the emperor of their Great Chu and the great holy lord of the Heavenly Court. She would never have thought that she would meet Ye Chen here. She was shocked and surprised.

"Catch the living." A great sage smiled with his feet.

Under the order, the old man with python robe and the old man with blood-haired hair in the clan suddenly moved, one by one, and one by one, attacked Ye Chen and Qian Shangyue, poked out their hands, and wanted to capture Ye Chen and the others alive on the spot.

"Catch your sister." Ye Chen cursed, brushed his sleeves gently and put Qian Shangyue in the copper furnace. Although Qian Shangyue is strong, the opponent's lineup is too big and it is not suitable to fight, but he is different. He has quasi-emperor weapons in his body, which is worthy of hard steel with quasi-emperor. Are you afraid that he is just two great saints?

In an instant, the palms of the two great saints of Zhenwu arrived, and the sky burst into pieces.

Ye Chen sneered, and there was an extra mace in his hand, which was transformed by the Chaos Cauldron. With a stick, he beat the old man in the python robe in front to burst his body, and even his soul was damaged.

Then, he turned around with a sudden turn, and then he swung the blood-haired old man behind him.

Wow!

The monks from all over the heavens watched the old man with blood hair leave, and they didn't know how far they flew out.

I only knew that the old man with blood was flying backwards, his body exploded into blood mist, and his soul broke.

hiss!

The sound of gasping in the air was connected, and the friends in the sky were shocked.

That is the Great Sage! The Great Sage of the Jade tribe has a strong body and a domineering bloodline. He has a far superior combat power at the same level. He actually met one by one and was beaten half to death by a saint king.

"I was in a restaurant before, but I was so lucky that I didn't scold him." Many people who practiced the shop subconsciously swallowed a mouthful of water. They didn't know if they didn't look at it. They were shocked when they saw it. This crazy man was a bit out of heaven. If he had provoked him before, he would probably go to Huangquan Road and prepare to drink Mengpo soup.

"When will such a talent appear again in our heavens?"

"The origin was blocked with secret methods, and the true appearance could not be seen."

"Good boy, there are actually quasi-imperial soldiers." Lin Xing narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at it the most sincerely, because there are quasi-imperial soldiers in his body, and the two are related, but this is hard to stop his doubts. Even if there are quasi-imperial soldiers to cheer for him, they are not so fierce! They are so urinary.

"I underestimate you." The powerful man from the Yawu clan looked extremely ugly. The Holy King retreated and the Great Sage surrounded him. He was not a fool. He could see that Ye Chen had quasi-emperor weapons in his body. Otherwise, how could he beat the Great Sage with two sticks? Such a cruel person, the Holy King was looking for death.
Chapter completed!