Chapter 1318: Overbearing Thunder

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The vast sky, drinking like thunder.
There are more than a dozen saints, hundreds of quasi-sages, and half a million monks in Da Luo Jianzong. The figures are like the sea and the ocean, covering 100,000 miles of the starry sky. Everyone shines with light, even brighter than that star. Their murderous spirit, Heavy and cold, this crushed sky was turbulent.
Compared to them, Ye Chen, who is surrounded by the center, is slightly thinner, just like a drop in the ocean.
This is a dead end. He with a self-proclaimed eye has no chance of escaping. No matter how strong the Holy Ancient Eucharist is, he can't beat this lineup. He can be spiked at any time.
"Let people go." The 500,000 monks of Da Luo Jianzong all lifted Jian Yao and pointed at Ye Chen. The sound of the sword's howl sounded and the air was murderous. It was a pair of vicious eyes with a ghost-like face, and even a tadpole.
"There is something to win." Ye Chen smiled, the voice didn't fall, and a bright rainbow rushed out of his heavenly spirit cover, went to the night, and went straight into the vast starry sky, the starry sky trembled.
Immediately, a thunder sounded from Haomiao Xingtian.
Ok?
The Da Luo Jianzong sage frowned, looking up subconsciously.
Da Luo Jianzong also frowned without a hundred thousand monks and raised his face.
The spectator frowned, looking up collectively.
But when I saw the sky of Jiuxiao, there was a cloud of nebulae interspersed into a sea of ​​clouds and chaos. The sea of ​​clouds seemed to have a spirit.
boom!
There was a thunder again, and the starry sky trembled again. The chaotic cloud in the sky of the sky began to tear, and the power of the sky shuddered, and it was breathless.
"Heavenly calamity." The saint of Da Luo Jianzong suddenly changed.
"The Holy Tribulation of the Eucharist." Everyone took a step back in shock. The tens of thousands of stars were close to a million monks. When they cross the sky, everyone will respond passively, and everyone can Imagine the picture of millions of monks crossing the calamity together, it should be devastating.
"Retreat, quickly retreat." Da Luo Jianzong's strong man hurried to the Quartet and ran faster than the rabbit.
"Retreat?" Ye Chen sneered, shrinking into a step, Yanyouer rushed into the figure of Da Luo Jianzong, and at this moment, the thunder also came, and people within 100,000 feet centered on him. The passive response of all being pulled, the figures turned into flying ash.
"Asshole." The saint of Da Luo Jianzong was furious, and although he was scolding, he was far away.
"Asshole." The half a million monks of Da Luo Jianzong also raged, but they were not idle at their feet, one by one, crazy far away, Ye Chen was a funeral star, and it was right to stay away from him.
Ye Chen has a ghost-like appearance, giving full play to his shameless spirit.
The thunderstorm follows the sky, Ye Chen goes wherever he goes, and wherever he goes, there will be pieces of human shadow turned into blood mist, and even the protoss protagonist cannot escape the fate, and the real ash flies away.
The starry sky was lively again. It was a huge picture. The 500,000 monks of Da Luo Jianzong were turned over by the thundered people, not only the quasi-sages, but also the saints were flying in the sky.
The corners of the monks watching the war shoved fiercely.
More than a dozen saints, hundreds of quasi-sages, and half a million monks in Da Luo Jianzong were chased by a starry sky chased by an imperial realm. Such a picture should be a myth to be passed on to future generations.
Someone counted it. In just ten minutes' time, Monk Da Luo Jianzong who was killed by thunder was no less than 100,000. This is not a disability, it is even worse than the war.
Looking at it, the spectator stepped back, for fear that Ye Chen's suddenly ran them around for a while, it was a sacred body of the Eucharist, but it was not a joke, it was a scum when it was careless. .
puff!
Ye Chen was wounded and flew out by a thunder.
The wolf got up, and he didn't dare to wave anymore. After all, this was his horror, but he couldn't be sloppy.
In the spotlight, this rebellion killed Jiuxiao, and Bahuang punched out the Lingtian Thunder.
His actions angered the will of God, and more thunders were cut from the sky, each one was extremely stout, and each one carried the power of destroying the heavens and the earth to destroy it.
It was a gorgeous picture, intertwined with thunder, like galaxy pouring, like rain and light flying.
Seeing Ye Chen turn around to fight against the thunder, Da Luo Jianzong's strongman stopped.
At this moment, there are only half a million monks in Da Luo Jianzong, and there are only less than 300,000 monks. More than a hundred thousand monks have died under the calamity.
Asshole!
The sage of Da Luo Jianzong gritted his teeth, and his face was fierce, and each of them was wolverine. Even if the saint is beyond the world, he would not dare to provoke the calamity, let alone the calamity.
war!
Ye Chen trembled the starry sky, like a of eight wastelands, still rising up against the sky, one thunder was blown out by his one punch, the holy body was tempered with thunder, and the chaos was tempered with divine punishment.
He hit it all the way from the bottom, and the thunderous thunder didn't have any way to break it, as if this so-called God's Will, a big joke, would be annihilated by him.
The viewer's face changed again.
I've seen a strong one, never seen such a strong one, that's a punishment! It was so vulnerable.
Everyone raised their heads and looked at Jiuxiao Xingtian in shock. The whole body of Ye Chen, which was covered with golden light, was dazzling than the sun.
boom!
Still in the limelight, Ye Chen hit the starry sky all the way and saw the chaotic cloud.
That is God's will.
A hundred years ago in Dachu, when he advanced to heaven, he tore up the chaos clouds and broke the imprisonment of God.
broken!
Ye Chen roared, punched Jiuxiao in one punch, and blasted through the chaotic cloud representing the will of heaven and earth.
But, different from a hundred years ago, the chaos cloud that was blown through was healed instantly, billions of thunders converged, and along with one of the nine colorful thunder and lightning, Ye Chen split and fell.
However, Tianjie didn't stop because of his fall, and the thunder was still split like that.
The starry sky was stained with blood, falling Ye Chen, and the slashed blood and bones flew across. Each drop of holy blood was very dazzling. He was like a doomsday war god, and the whole body of fairy light was annihilated for a few minutes.
Over nine days, Thunder was better, one after another, interweaving into Lei Hai, Ling Tian down, covering 100,000 feet of starry sky, only then stabilized the shape of Ye Chen, was engulfed on the spot.
open!
Ye Chen snorted, punched open and broke out.
A dragon yelled, and in the 100,000-thousand thunder sea, nine dragons appeared, and a thunderous thunder rushed to Ye Chen, spitting thunder and lightning, and the road was approaching Ye Chen Yuanshen, trying to cut off Ye Chen's true body.
Ye Chen was extremely powerful. The thunderous sea trembled in one step. The golden hands covered the scriptures, wiped out five Thunder Dragons with one palm, and then sent out a sword to cut out a galaxy. The remaining four dragons were also taken together. Suppression, the of the Eucharist, once again made the Quartet's power startled.
However, the thunder robbery was not only unfinished, but even more violent.
The nine-headed thunder dragon was cut, and Lei Hai transformed into another nine-headed thunder dragon, which was even more powerful than the former.
Ye Chen sacrifice the killing spear, fighting the Thunder Dragon.
boom! boom!
Lei Hai wasn't calm, and Long Yin and Thunder were dancing together.
Although Ye Chen's combat power is sky-high, Lei Long seems to be incapable of killing him. Every time he slashes one end, there is another one, which is more powerful than the other, and more aggressive than the other.
At this moment, Rao is his powerful holy body, and he has also been beaten with bruises, and the blood has filled the starry sky.
"Too strong." Outside of Lei Hai, the viewer's face paled again.
"Lei Long went head to head, can't you kill it? What kind of disaster is this? It's not enough to survive the death?"
"And the power of each Thunder Dragon is not weak."
"He can't cut more than a hundred heads!"
"As far as the imperial realm is concerned, it's called God!" Some older monks took a deep breath, and the huge picture saw the people trembling with fear, in exchange for them, they had been swallowed up.
"You can't kill me." In the shock, Lei Hai screamed Ye Chen's scream. This sentence was to Tian, ​​even though he was already bloody, but still trembling with war, he turned into a head. The divine dragon that shines brilliantly is bigger than any thunder dragon.
This time, the starry sky is even more lively. Counting Ye Chen, there are ten dragons fighting in Thunder Sea.
The viewers stepped back, because Lei Hai was constantly expanding, from 100,000 to 110,000, and from 110,000 to 120,000. There was no standing posture and it swallowed up the stars.
Ye Chen was constantly wounded and was beaten back to human shape more than once.
However, Thunder Dragon still could not stop his footsteps. Instead of failing to swallow him, he was chopped head after head.
During the tragic battle, Ye Chensheng's body was in Nirvana, and the Tao was also transformed. Every pore in the body was spitting the power of Thunder. Perhaps only he who was overbearing would dare to be so powerful.
I don't know how long it took before I saw Lei Hai cracked, punched by Ye Chen, and destroyed in the starry sky.
When Lei Hai dissipates, there is no more Thunder Dragon.
The thunder extinguished, revealing the starry sky, and Ye Chenbi's figure.
He was so blood-stained that he had disappeared the human form he should have, the monstrous evil spirit lingering around the sacred body, and the people who saw it were shocking.
"Passed?" Someone said in surprise.
"Then kill it." A saint in purple clothing from Da Luo Jianzong suddenly offered a killing sword, but was stopped by a saint in white in his side.
"Why stop me."
"Heavenly calamity ... is not over yet." The saint in white said, motioning to the saint in purple to look up at Xing Xingtian, the saint in purple is frowning slightly, his head bowed subconsciously, but the old eyes were trembling slightly.
"So ... what's that?" Not only the two of them were watching, nearly a million monks present also raised their heads.
There is a fairy light pouring on Jiuxiao, every ray of fairy light haunts the thunder, intertwined together, and merges into a shadowy figure. More accurately, it is a glorious shadow.
It was a woman, white in clothes and snow, not in the dust of the world, just like a fairy from nine heavens, with lotus petals, accompanied by gorgeous petals, but she could not see her face, she knew that she was holy and immaculate. A flourishing lotus flower, every hair is dyed with Shenxia.
This....!
Everyone was stunned, and looked up at Jiuxiao, the human form of Tianjie was first seen.
Ye Chen also looked up. Looking at the woman in white, outsiders could not see her looks, but he could see that it was a peerless look, more beautiful than any woman he had ever seen.
Suddenly, Ye Chensheng's body trembled, and his expression became emaciated. He looked at that peerless face, just like seeing that face for the first time a hundred years ago.
Zi Xuan!
Ye Chen murmured, few words, but with endless vicissitudes.