Chapter 1998: Pick thirty

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With the blast, the stars trembled, nothingness prevailed, the lightning flashed and thundered, like a thunderstorm, a splendid fairy light, intertwined and danced, sketching a picture of destruction.
It was a vision, a vision of the extreme limit of the blood of the ancient holy body.
That's right, Ye Chen opened the blood limit world, and because of the death of Ji Ningshuang, his anger was so sad that she touched the taboo.
"No wonder the nearly sixty Emperor Honghuang's attacks did not kill him." Canglong emperor groaned, "Life and death Nirvana, opening up the limit of blood against the sky, a drop of blood is enough to reshape the golden body."
"Blood following the limit, it's the fifth time!" Dong Huang murmured to himself, looking at the expression, when Liu Ruyan died, this was the first time; the battle with the Demon Emperor was the second time; It ’s the third time; it ’s the fourth time that Chu Xuan is bridged. Now, is n’t it the fifth time? Throughout the heavens, the number of times to open the blood limit world is the most, and it must be him.
"This time, it will be very lively." Emperor Suzaku whispered, if the emperor of the heavens was suppressed by the Emperor Honghuang, but if you add Ye Chen, it will be very different. Ye Chen at this moment is not ordinary. The state of a state is a desolate ancient holy body that has opened the boundary of blood succession and is almost immortal. It is not something that three or five emperors of Honghuang can win.
"The main thing is that the death of Ji Ningshuang will make Ye Chen an outrageous madman." Xuan Wuhuang took a deep breath. "The crazy ancient sacred body is the most terrible."
"He has anger in his heart, and he can't find Ji Xianjian. This anger will be vented on the Emperor Honghuang." The emperor Bai Hu said in a loud voice, "The Holy Body is angry, and the blood will stain the starry sky."
"Why doesn't God love me and wait?" Emperor Honghuang gritted his teeth and was reluctant. As the son of the emperor, how honorable and bloody, he hadn't opened the blood boundary, but Ye Chen? It has been opened five times before and after. How can they be balanced in the hearts of them, and this is the only reason that their emperor of the great famine has been defeated.
"Hit, fight the remnants of famine." The descendants of the heavens, all excited and roaring, believed unconditionally that Ye Chen, an ancient body of the ancients, had the ability to turn the tide and turn the world for the heavens and the world.
"Blood following the limit, cut you like the same." The Emperor Honghuang also hissed, each with his face full of thirty emperors, into the nihility, to jointly kill Ye Chen.
Ye Chen didn't speak, volleying down, empty eyes, dark, a face covered with vicissitudes, no human emotion at all, everyone who knew him knew that the more silent Ye Chen, the more terrible, Like a wild beast that has fallen asleep forever, it is about to wake up.
"Annihilation." A Emperor Honghuang was the most urine-prone, and he didn't know whether his brain had been flooded or he was kicked by a donkey. He rushed to the front with a finger on his head, and it was called dying.
Ye Chen did not hide or let go, and let that finger penetrate the sacred body, and he also killed the emperor in front of him, and twisted the head of the emperor with his real body. He also pulled out the flesh and held it in the palm of his hand, and then he crushed it.
hiss!
The scene made the monks of the heavens and the emperors of the heavens both air-conditioned, killing the emperor in one round, or killing the heads in front. What a combat power! How terrible this is!
The most depressing is the blood-haired emperor. He rushed fast. Ben wanted to pretend to be a good one. This is a good one. I didn't pretend to be a good one. It was seconds on the spot, and even the screams were saved. Many imperial Taoism and Immortal Laws were buried in the starry sky before they could be cast.
The heavens were shocked, Hong Huang was shocked, and the Emperor Hong Huang was also shocked, especially the twenty-nine Emperor Hong Huang who rushed to Ye Chen, and one emperor was sacked, and he dared not rush too fast.
At this moment, it's not when the show is fast, it runs fast, it dies fast. The blood-haired emperor is an example of bloodyness. The holy body that opened the blood boundary is a little scary.
"Jointly kill." The remaining twenty-nine emperors sighed in unison, killing them not far from Ye Chen and not daring to get too close. At the same time, they moved the unparalleled Emperor Taoism.
Ye Chen crossed the void space, avoided the attack, and instantly killed an emperor in purple.
The purple prince's expression changed suddenly, and he retreated, not without the power of World War I, but too afraid of Ye Chen.
But he was still too slow to take a step back. Ye Chen had split it with a single palm. His palm was like a magic knife, he was hegemonic and heavy, sharp and unmatched. He slashed Prince Ziyi. The cut tofu is fair and crisp, the picture is and shocking.
"Rescue me." Zifa, the emperor of the Emperor Zifa, shouted, yelled, and dreaded, looking at Ye Chen, as if he had fallen into the abyss, cold to the slightest temperature, as if he was dead.
He walked away and called for help. There was nothing left to do. Only the state of Yuanshen was left. How could he pass Ye Chen quickly, but he could not walk away for three or five feet. Ye Chen arrived and stretched his hands to tear his Yuanshen Sheng.
Another emperor was beheaded, and the Quartet was beating.
To this end, Ye Chen was also severely hit, and was successively hit by the 28 emperors. The overbearing sacred body was dripping with blood and blood, and was splashed with chaotic sea, which was almost burst on the spot.
But he was almost immortal, the broken sacred bone was restored instantly; the thinned blood was instantly reversed; the sacred body that was exploded was reshaped in an instant, and there were no scars on his body.
The frightening speed of the Emperor Honghuang was so horrifying. Compared with Ye Chen, their resilience was simply not worth mentioning. Everything was because of it, and the state of blood succession was too overbearing.
"Seal him." A blue-haired emperor hissed and sighed. First, he moved the seal. If he couldn't kill Ye Chen, he would seal it. He could see it clearly. This method was indeed straightforward.
Like him, the rest of the Emperor Honghuang who besieged Ye Chen did not break the law.
But they could not be faster than Ye Chen. As soon as they had printed their seals, Ye Chen disappeared. As a gloomy man, he was almost shadowless and reappeared. He was in front of the blue-haired emperor.
puff!
Before waiting for the Emperor Lanfa to respond, Ye Chen's finger would poke his head out of a blood cave, pierce his sea of ​​gods, and severely damage his Yuan Shen.
"Let's die!" The blue-haired emperor growled, and the god's body shook.
puff!
Ye Chen's head was chopped off, and the dark blood, like a fountain, was sprayed from the neck.
However, without his head, he still stood upright, and inserted into the body of the blue-haired emperor with a single palm, grabbed the real body of the Yuan Shen, tore it to Shengsheng, and tore it to pieces on the spot.
"Domineering." Ye Chen annihilated three Emperor Honghuang in a row, making the bottom below absolutely impossible and could not help but applaud.
"Come, continue." Xiao Chen groaned, stunned the King of War, and killed the Emperor Honghuang.
The emperors of the heavens also moved, each searching for the target of the battle, and playing the emperor's Taoism.
Because there were thirty Emperor Honghuang going to kill Ye Chen, the number of Emperor Honghuang in the sea of ​​chaos was sharply reduced to 20 or so, and their pressure dropped sharply. The previous one-to-four lineup has now become Picking one or two, or even picking one, can at least save his life.
At this moment, the strategy has changed, and they are no longer fighting hard. Instead, they are delaying the time to contain the two dozen or so Emperor Honghuang below, and not let them kill nothing, and participate in the siege of Ye Chen.
"Kill." The Emperor Honghuang roared. Although there were more than twenty of them, they were very fierce. They all wanted to kill the emperor of the heavens in the shortest time, and then went to join forces to encircle Ye Chen.
The melee resurrected, the chaotic sea of ​​fighting was choppy, and the starry sky was also buzzing. The blood of the emperor level, stained with red and chaotic seas, also filled the starry sky.
The fierce fight below, the fierce fight above.
Twenty-seven Emperors of Honghuang, standing in all directions, cast Emperor Taoxian at all costs, to blast Ye Chen into ashes, the blood succession limit is almost immortal and not hurt, but they are not absolutely immortal, they are not Chance, twenty-seven to one, may not lose.
Look at Ye Chen, like a ghost, it's hard to see its true shape, and it is in the Xingyu. Every time it appears, the emperor sacrifice blood, but only a quarter of an hour before, and three emperors are destroyed one after another.