Chapter 1853: Battles under the heavens

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Da Chu in the morning is peaceful and peaceful. The mountains and rivers are beautiful. The dew on the branches and leaves reflects the sunlight.
Of course, this tranquility was broken by a howling, and the entire Chu people were shocked.
The voice was transmitted from Tianxuanmen, more accurately, it was from the king of Naren, who had a voice with his own breath.
The nine emperors were shocked, and the sword and Donghuang Taixin were also shocked. They rushed to see the king squatting on the altar, holding a gossip plate in his hands, and the thief laughing was excited.
"You're sick! It's early in the morning, what are you talking about?" Dong Huang was too black with a heart on his face, and was eating breakfast with his sweetheart. How warm, because of the king's voice, was suddenly broken, there was a kind of ridiculous Impulse.
"The Eucharist, the Aragonic Eucharist, he is the Aragonist Eucharist." The king ran down the altar, like a man who was mad, jumped up and down, incoherent, whispered for a while, laughed for a while, like a Silly.
"Ancient Eucharist? What an ancient Eucharist." Everyone heard a haze, and they really couldn't see through the king.
"Dust night, that dust night is the blood of the ancient holy body." The king laughed loudly, and finally was born.
"Impossible, how can there be two holy bodies in an era." The war king frowned, and everyone present was unbelieving.
"What if you call the word" Dust Night "the other way around?" The King of Man smiled mysteriously and winked at everyone.
"Come in reverse." The quasi-perfect emperor heard it, and looked at each other.
The next moment, their eyes became bright and bright, and the dusty night called in turn, wasn't it Ye Chen?
At present, the eyes of the quasi-perfect emperors collectively looked at the king of the people, staring hard, and their bodies were tightened, hoping to get a definitive answer from the king's mouth.
"Ye Chen, come back." Ren Wang's words were deep.
"Is it really him?" The king of war suddenly stepped forward, his arms around the king's shoulders, his strength was not light or heavy.
"Yes, yes." Ren Wang grinned his teeth, cracked his small shoulders and cracked his bones.
"Dust Night, Ye Chen, why didn't I expect it?" Di Lao slammed his forehead, his face was extremely wonderful.
"Run, it ran away." Before the quasi-perfect emperor was pleasantly surprised, the sound of yelling was heard from outside.
Tian Lao opened the water curtain, and then saw a ray of fairy light flew out from Heng Yuezong, broke through the imagination, and went straight to the wilderness.
Looking closely, I saw that it was a tripod, huge and heavy, simple and natural. Take a closer look, isn't it Ye Chen's chaos tripod? Actually flew out of Da Chu by himself.
"Leave." Chu Huang snorted and stepped out of Tianxuanmen.
Other emperors, sword gods, Donghuang Taixin, and even all quasi-perfect emperors of Tianxuanmen also flew out of Tianxuanmen, chasing Ye Chen ’s chaotic tripod, and heading for the Xuanhuang continent.
At this moment, they are all open-minded, and they really understand why Chao Chao Ding frequently shows abnormalities these days, and why the king of humans has not been identified as a dusty night.
Now that everything has been explained, Chao Chao Ding must perceive the existence of the master, and the reason why the king cannot be counted is because Ye Chen used Zhou Tian to conceal his identity.
Alive, Ye Chen is still alive, he finally returned.
Rao is the state of mind of all quasi-perfect emperors, and tears of excitement burst into tears, all doubts are also covered.
The vast wilderness of Zhongzhou, the mountains, and the sky are full of people's shadows. The pressure is dark, and the blood is very strong.
The huge battle platform is still there, many princes of the Honghuang family are still there, and the people who are locked on the copper pillars are still repairing. The picture is shocking and trembling.
The battlefield is scarlet, all blood of the younger generation.
In the past half a month, too many young and flamboyant Tianjiao rushed to the stage, but without exception, they were killed.
Today, it will be more lively than half a month ago.
Because, today, the Prince of the Fighting Saint Ape tribe wants to take office.
Ancient races, the royal family of the Southern Region, the great religions of the Eastern Wasteland, the great factions of Zhongzhou, and the Beiyue Jiuli people have arrived.
In addition, many great magical powers, such as Yaochi Fairy Mother, Phoenix, Donghua Seven Sons, Devourer of Heaven and Jiuxiao, are also present to witness a deadly battle.
"You are me after the war." Long Jie also ran, patted the little ape emperor shoulder fiercely, and smiled freely.
"Have a good time." It wasn't just the dragon robbers, but also the witch son, Nandi, Zhonghuang, and Beisheng.
Even the ancient and strange little nine immortals also put on their battle clothes. If a female general is at the peak, she will end with the princes of the floodland today.
The little ape emperor smiled, turned back slowly, looked at the holy ape emperor, and then slammed his head, "Daddy, I'm going."
This kneeling was the last kneeling, and when he got on the platform, he could never get down again, but he still had to go.
"The holy ape has no veins," said the holy ape emperor, his waist plate is straight, his body is as tough as a mountain, his flames are golden, and his arms are round.
Even though they knew their children were going to die, they didn't stop them, because they were the inheritance of Emperor Taoism. The ancestors of the ancestors battled against the Holy Emperor for life, and never yielded.
As juniors, how can they weaken the prestige of their ancestors, and even if they die, they are just killed by war, meticulous and stolen.
Not only did he not stop, there was no one in the battle of the holy apes who was present. The little monkey emperor was the crown prince of the holy apes, bearing the glory of his ancestors, and could not stand back.
Moreover, the holy ape people are here today, and after the little ape emperor, they are going to fight the flood.
Perhaps after today, there will be no holy ape in the world, and the emperor's inheritance of the holy ape family will be cut off.
This is the fierce pulse of the Holy Apes.
For the prestige of the ancestors, this tribe will start a war, even if it is an extermination tribe.
So waiting for the battle platform, the Emperor of the Little Monkeys has not been there.
Two years ago, there were such battle platforms under the mountains of Zhu Tian. In that battle, too many young heroes were killed in the battle of Xuanhuang, including yak, Beimingyu and pangolin.
That was the little brother of the Little Ape Emperor. Everyone knows that there are only seven brothers left.
Therefore, he bears not only the glory of his predecessors, but also his brother's blood debt and endless hatred.
"It's really moving!" The princes of the Honghuang tribe on the battle platform all laughed, lying on the seat leaning on the seat, playing with abuse, watching the next scene on the stage with appreciation.
The little ape emperor leng hum, suddenly turned around, holding a black gold iron rod, the golden hair roots are upright like steel needles, each with a thunder and lightning, the fierce gas rolled tumultuously, a pair of fire eyes golden eyes, blooming bright golden mansions .
"I can't help it." Prince Jiu Ji stood up with a smile.
"Battle." The little ape emperor shouted, Ling Tian smashed it in the past with a smash, it seemed to be able to smash 100,000 miles.
The nine princes sneered and stepped forward with regret.
The stick touched the palm, the bang boomed, and the space exploded.
Looking at the two sides again, the Emperor Jiu Jiu did not move like a mountain, but the little monkey emperor stepped back. With each step back, the battle platform was stepped on, the Wujin iron bar buzzed and trembled, and his arms were shattered. See Chan Chan's bones.
This move can be described as a complete defeat, the bloodline was absolutely suppressed, and the little ape emperor had no advantage in front of the uncle.
After all, not everyone is as perverted as Ye Chen, and not everyone is as overbearing as he is.
"Kill." The little ape emperor burned the true vitality and blood, and then attacked with a stick.
"You're a long way off." The Emperor Jiu Ji smiled faintly, with a ghostly appearance, and easily escaped, with a finger at the mansions, poking a sensible blood hole on the chest of the little ape emperor.
The Little Ape Emperor swept with a stick and smashed a piece of space.
The battle raged, the sky was blasting, a prince of the holy ape family, a prince of the holy ape, fighting the sky, and the blood poured like rain, but they were all the little ape emperor, very dazzling.
On the other hand, the warrior is calm and calm. Although it is the same level, the combat power absolutely suppresses the little ape emperor. Each time he makes the little ape emperor bloody.
Just a dozen rounds before and after, the Little Ape Emperor was already and furious, but still lost.
Hey, looking at the miserable little ape emperor, Jiang Taixu sighed, wearing Xianlianyan, seeing more thoroughly, the little ape emperor and aunt, are not a grade at all.
"Hit like this, the little ape emperor can't support even a hundred rounds." Chiyangzi shook his head secretly, "I am too strong."
"Ye Chen is dead, and the dusty night disappears. Does my sky have a scene to support? It's really desolate!" Laozhu Jundi sighed and couldn't bear to look at it anymore.
"If the little ape emperor dies, the sacred ape family will definitely fight the flood." The Devourer Devourer Moyuan said.
"Ye Chen! How good it is if you are still!" The dragon robbed them, their eyes turned red, and every time the little ape emperor bleeds blood, their fists clenched for a minute, and there were still between the fingers. The blood was overflowing, ticking.
Those who fight the holy apes are more calm than they think, watching quietly, but the more so, the more terrible, if the little ape emperor dies, it must be a shocking world war.
"What I want is to go to war." The hidden Emperor Honghuang tribe laughed, and if the Saint Ape first provoked war, then Honghuang wouldn't mind flattening the whole sky.
"Failed." Arguing, Jiuxiao sighed.
After the words fell, I saw the little ape emperor falling into the sky. On the way down, the whole body was immortal and dim.
With a bang, he landed on the platform and smashed the platform into a deep pit, but a pool of blood.
"It's really boring." The Emperor Jiu Ji also came down, and his robe was stained with blood, but it was all the blood of Emperor Ape.
In the deep pit, the little ape emperor crawled out, shaking, and there were countless scars. His sternum was broken by a dozen, his spine was torn apart. Through the scars, he could see the bones and bones. Battle platform.
Even the udan iron rod in his hand broke.
Miserable, extremely miserable, the golden eyes of those twinkling fires became dim for the first time, the blood and blood had dried up, the light of the guardian's body had collapsed, and the crossbow was at the end.
"I heard that yak, you are the eldest brother." Prince Jiu Ji laughed, "It was a coincidence that he was also killed by me, but soon, you two can meet in hell."
The little ape emperor didn't say anything, but she cried, and her fierce vein burst into tears, hating herself was so useless.
Of the seven brothers, half of them died in the hands of Hong Huang, and only one of them remained, but he still could not avenge himself.
This time he was defeated, ashamed of his ancestors, and of his brothers. He did his best, and when he died, he still lost.
"The cricket ant." Emperor Jiu Ji laughed with a smile, and with one palm pressed, this palm fell, and the little monkey emperor was undoubtedly dead.
Seeing this, all the people in the heavens closed their eyes and couldn't bear to look at it anymore. The fighting force was absolutely crushed, and the blood was hard to reverse.
"My son, you go first, then the emperor and my tribe will come later." The emperor ape drank and did not intend to rescue, the entire tribe, collectively smashed out the iron rods, ready to go to war, fierce breath, rolling The sky buzzed.
Ah ..., the little ape emperor growled and was very sad, holding the broken iron rod, dragging the broken body, rushing to the emperor Jiu Ji with blood and tears in his face, this is him, finally A charge.
However, at this moment, a golden light fell straight from the sky, pulled the little ape emperor back, and then Jinquan clenched tightly, and a fist shattered the paw print.
"You're resting, change me." Ye Chen came, masked, black hair flying. Although the words were bland, they spread like wild thunder, spreading everywhere, and the sky was shaking.