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Chapter 944 Three years ago, three years later

ah.....!

Above the misty sky, there were the terrifying roars of the Blood Spirit Ancestor.

He was like a frightened child, mentally broken, stumbling, running wildly regardless of everything.

Behind him, Ye Chen followed slowly with a killing sword.

Behind him was the overwhelming spectator. Even though they had known what the ending of the Blood Spirit Ancestor would be, they still couldn't help but want to catch up and watch.

Behind them are Taixu Ancient Dragon and the Sword Emperor.

They wanted Ye Chen to kill the Blood Spirit Ancestor as soon as possible to end the killing, because this is Northern Chu, and there are crises everywhere. Ye Chen is so high-profile that he will always repeat the scenes of Panlong Sea three years ago.

In front, the Blood Spirit Ancestor escaped, and an old man in purple appeared. He was a hermit master, a real quasi-celestial realm.

"My friend, the Blood Spirit Family has paid a heavy price for this. I will sell you a thin face and let him go!" The old man in purple said slowly, and his voice echoed unlimitedly between heaven and earth.

Ye Chen had not answered, but his pace continued to slow down, but he suddenly waved the killing sword.

puff!

On the spot, the old man in purple was chopped and flew out.

Buzz!

When he stopped, he was facing him a pitch-black spear, and he was nailed to death on the spot.

hiss!

Seeing such a bloody scene, everyone gasped. It was too straightforward! That was a quasi-Heaven Realm, and it was killed directly without getting rid of two in three or five.

If that's right, the old man in purple robe probably got kicked in the brain by a donkey.

What is this situation? The Blood Spirit Family has been killed by the Blood Spirit Ancestor and is killed. You are still running out to say it, you are free!

When it comes to idle people, it is not just the old man in purple robe. Many people also have the idea of ​​pleading for love and withdraw if they really don’t work.

However, when they saw the old man in purple who was crucified, those who were still ready to come out to plead for the Blood Spirit Ancestor, they all consciously retreated. It was a bloody example. If you want to be the second one, just stand up.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Soon, there was a big movement in the direction of the Blood Spirit Ancestor's escape.

Looking away, the entire Xutian collapsed, a sea of ​​blood rolled in, rolling countless figures, and murderous aura spread to the sky.

People from the blood clan?

Someone was surprised, as if he saw the fierce battle flag of the blood clan.

The ancestor saves me!

Amidst the surprise, the Blood Spirit Ancestor was roaring wildly, burning his essence and escaping into the sea of ​​blood to seek protection.

"Old...Old Ancestor?" The spectator was stunned for a moment.

Not only were they stunned, but the old man Zhuge who was quietly following them were also stunned for a moment, and scratched his head, "The ancestor in the mouth of the Blood Spirit Ancestor, can't it be the Blood King!"

"The Blood Spirit Family and the Blood Clan have a deep connection, or it can be said that in the ancient times, they belonged to the same lineage, like the Bloodthirsty Hall and the Soul-Devouring Clan." The ancient dragon of Taixu said slowly.

"There is such a secret."

"The blood clan army is here, and the life of the Blood Spirit Ancestor should not be lost!" The spectators continued.

"That's not necessarily." Someone touched his chin, "Are you the Blood Lord in the Bloodthirsty Hall three years ago? The army of the Ninth Hall of the Bloodthirsty Hall, hundreds of thousands of cultivators, was forced to kill the Blood Lord by Ye Chen. Now the situation is so similar to that time. Ye Chen's combat power is even more powerful than that before. It is not impossible to kill the Blood Spirit Ancestor three years ago."

"Young Master, start a war!" On the side of the vanity, an old man in gray looked at Xiao Chen wearing armor beside him.

The descendants of the emperor restrained the kings of the past. The ones they controlled by the Nine Heavens War Dragon Sect should have restrained were the Yinming Holy Realm of the Wheel King, but because of the death of the Wheel King, the Yinming Holy Realm was destroyed, their targets were then transferred to the blood clan.

For a long time, they did this. If the blood clan moves, the Nine Heavens Battle Dragon Sect will move, like a shadow following you.

Xiao Chen did not speak, but looked at the other heavens. The seemingly peaceful sky in all directions was surging undercurrents, with a large army of monks hiding among them, which were descendants of other emperors and the army of kings.

They were restraining each other, the army of kings staring at Ye Chen, while the army of descendants of the emperor stared at them.

Both sides seemed to maintain a strange balance, but were secretly fighting.

This is a tacit understanding. It is mutual restraint and there is no absolute suppression of strength, and there will be no war, because they know that even if it is a war, both sides will suffer losses and there will be no winner at all.

"Young master, let's fight! It was the blood clan who broke this balance first." The old man in gray spoke again.

"With his combat power, he can kill the Blood Spirit Ancestor, but he allows him to hide in the blood clan army. Have you ever thought about the reason?" Xiao Chen spoke lightly.

"The end of the redemption will be dull and never seen."

"He is transforming." Xiao Chen's eyes looked like a torch. "He had known that the blood clan army would come, or that he was waiting for the blood clan army to come. He needed this killing to complete this transformation."

"But this is too risky." The old man in gray was beating in his heart, "The blood clan army has hundreds of thousands of monks. If he is not careful, Ye Chen will be buried in it."

"He could do it three years ago, but he could do it three years later." Xiao Chen's words were plain, "He was on the path of the emperor, the Nine Emperors of Great Chu, and no one was killed by blood and bones."

"Xutian Killing Formation, aim at him and kill me." As soon as Xiao Chen's words fell, a loud shout sounded in the blood clan army.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

Suddenly, the nine Xutians roared, and the nine Xutian killing formations, hundreds of killing magic arrays, revived at the same time, and exuded the power of destruction. If this blow was fired, it would be enough to kill a emperor on the spot.

However, although the Xutian Killing Formation and the Killing Formation are powerful, the premise must be hit.

Ye Chen had already taken steps, stepped out in one step, and became an inch in the wrong place, instantly storming into the blood clan army. He swung his sword and disappeared in an instant. When he appeared again, he was thousands of feet away, and he swung his sword again.

In this scene, the blood gods of the blood clan were churning.

Now, he understood why the huge blood spirit family was killed so tragically. With this body technique alone, it was difficult to hit the killing formation, but the only ones that could threaten Ye Chen were the only ones.

kill!

The blood clan god suddenly waved his sword, pointed at Ye Chen from afar, and shouted to shake the sky and the earth.

The crowd of blood clan soldiers was like a sea of ​​people, covering the sky, either with magical powers, spiritual weapons, or array maps, pressing towards Ye Chen at the same time.

However, Ye Chen disappeared again.

puff!

When he appeared, hundreds of strong men from the blood clan had already turned into blood mist under the magic sword.

Next, the picture became extremely bloody.

Ye Chen is like a ghost, his whereabouts are uncertain and his body is strange. Every time he appears, there are many figures of people being killed. The army of hundreds of thousands of monks is like entering a no-man.

In this scene, the blood clan god general was helpless and had a killing formation all over the sky, but he was unable to make achievements.

"Senior, is the space movement that Ye Chen used?" The young monks looked at the older monks beside him.

"It's a secret space technique, but it's not a space transfer." The old monk took a deep breath, and there was a look of surprise in his eyes. "Even if the space is moved, it can't take that far away. With such a magical power against the sky, it's no wonder he dared to rush into hundreds of thousands of monks."

"With the blood limit opened, the shrinking ground has also sublimated. Should I be so arrogant?" Xu Tian's side, Taixu Ancient Dragon sighed.

"Ye Chen, how many people do you want to kill to bury her?" Looking at Ye Chen who was killing all directions, Chu Ling'er murmured.

"Is your killing for your way or for your love?" Chu Xuan'er also murmured, her beautiful eyes looking a little hazy.

At this moment, both Chu Ling'er and her heartache, and they all felt a little sour when they were heartbroken, whether they should be jealous or sad, whether they should be envious or sad.

"If we died because of you in another year, would you be like a demon and kill a sea of ​​corpses and blood?"
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