Chapter 850: End of Heaven

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kill!
All lost the opportunity to advance, the eight kings of the world were furious, each forcibly condensed the external law, and once again set off a world-famous melee in Leihai.
They were really angry. The anger was only one step behind, but it was still due to the queen. The everlasting fury of anger was still empty.
They are unwilling to be unjust to God and to be at the mercy of fate. They want to drop the opportunity of breakthrough on this occasion and let them put down the king's pride for such a poor wish.
kill!
The eight kings were mad, in order to vent their anger and unwillingness, they were attacking each other.
They don't even know who their opponents are, and some are just madly casting the world's magical powers, destroying everyone here in the blood, and playing a thousand times in the fetters of fate.
kill!
The eight kings are fighting in the thunder sea. The eight kings' army is also shaking outside the thunder sea, and the whole world is shaking.
At this moment, human life is like a mustard. The battle of the Eight Kings is raging. Their army is also an endless posture. Some people continue to bleed blood, and some people fall into the ground. Blood red veil.
Of course, when the eight kings and the eight kings' army were in the heat, the whole world was shaking.
Then, the thunderous sea roared, and the Nine Emperor Roads turned into nothingness, and the sea of ​​thunder that covered the earth turned into a cloud of smoke at a speed that was visible to the naked eye.
ended?
Seeing Lei Hai dispersed, the Quartet's eyes were all bright.
And the eight kings and eight king army who are still in the melee suddenly stopped because of the dispersal of Jiuhuangdao and Lei Hai, especially the eight wastelands, each with their two fists clenched, their eyes were full of unwillingness and anger. color.
End ... it's over!
Above the sky, Ye Chen's figure fluttered, her white hair fluttered, and her face was full of tiredness.
Soon, the thick dark clouds gradually became thinner, until the first rays of sunlight passed down, and the whole world gradually restored its clarity, exposing the blood-stained world and the scarred world.
Huh! Huh! Huh!
Immediately, the allied forces of the Quartet stepped forward and protected Ye Chen in the center to prevent the eight kings from suddenly attacking.
go!
Demon King Jiu Yu suddenly turned around, and led the army of the Demon Realm to withdraw from this world.
After him, the body of the king Xuanzhang also gradually became unreal, and the killers of the killer gods also followed the king to retreat in the first time.
After that was the King of the Netherworld, they walked the most weird. The army of the land government, including the King of the Netherworld, turned into flying ash in the heavens and the earth, and the way to leave was really weird.
Humph! ~
After the prefecture, the demon king, blood king, ghost king, soul eater, and mantra king also retreated one after another, and their faces were ugly and scary, and they could even be said to be rampant.
However, it is worth mentioning that before leaving, the Eight Kings looked back at Ye Chen, who was guarded by the Quartet's coalition forces in the center. There was a sense of coldness in his eyes, as well as a touch of wonder, murder, and fear.
call!
Seeing that the eight kings have left one after another, Ye Chen, who was guarded in the center, was relieved. He is now in the quasi-sky realm, and still has a deep fear of the eight kings.
"I will come to you in another day." Zhou Tianyi smiled slightly and turned into the void.
"No ... don't use it that early." Ye Chen coughed, and Zhou Tianyi looked for him, didn't he just want him to accompany him to Shiwan Dashan? That's not a good place. If you can't get in, you can't get out.
"If I have time in the future, I look forward to fighting with you." Xiao Chen stepped forward and looked at Ye Chen without squinting. He is indeed the son of the King of War. He is really full of vitality and is not hostile to Ye Chen. It's warfare, because in his eyes, Ye Chen is qualified to be his opponent.
"Okay ... well ..." Ye Chen touched the tip of his nose. Although Xiao Chen in front of him looked almost the same as his age, he was a man tens of thousands of years ago. He felt strange because of such challenges. weird.
Xiao Chen left, but Long Teng came over, and reached out for something directly, "My father ’s epee, he is back."
Wen Yan said, Ye Chen froze, "Why ... what sword."
"Team."
"Tianyu is Tai's sword?" Ye Chen's expression became a little more exciting, which he hadn't expected.
"What do you think?"
"This is really a coincidence." Ye Chen took out the Tianjian sword with a pain in his face. This sword is a good baby, but it is made of iron. Its power is not strong, but its solid defense is not ordinary.
"I'm a bit reluctant to do it." Ye Chen stared at Long Teng eagerly.
"Take it for me!" The son of King Tangtang immediately grabbed it, so that Ye Chen didn't respond. When he shook the god, Longteng was already carrying the heavens.
"The meat hurts." Ye Chen covered her chest fiercely, and secretly said that she should play tricks on the skin.
"Little friend, don't forget our agreement." Here, Chizuki Yue smiled slightly, and turned away.
"Remember, remember." Ye Chen could not help but shake his head.
"I will come to you in another day." The big distant Chu Huangyan glanced at Ye Chen, her cloak was fierce, and she disappeared into the eyes of everyone. Worldly
"Old and old." Wu Fan also set out, and continued to walk away with trembling steps, his back was a little bleak.
Glancing at the Brahma, Ye Chen sighed, and finally set his eyes on Nanming Yushu's body.
She still stands in the void, and her look is sometimes stunned, very strange. Ye Chen has broken a hint of mystery with Xianlun eyes. As Zhou Tianyi said, Nanming Yushu really lacks a soul, and that soul must be Still among the 100,000 mountains.
"I will come to you the other day." After all, Nanming Yushu spoke, and turned away, her voice, although beautiful, was a little dry, with less emotion.
"You can't use it." Ye Chen coughed again. It won't be long before they will meet again, and they will join Ye Chen into the 100,000 Mountains to find the traces of the emperors of the past.
Go on!
Heng Yue patted Ye Chen's shoulder.
Ye Chen didn't speak, and the joke on her face disappeared, as if she knew what Hengyue was saying.
The Zhengyang Sect was destroyed, the Falun King died, the Nether Army was broken, the Eighth King retired, and the descendants of the Emperor also left, but the matter was not over.
Soon, the high-level members of Hengyue, Yanhuang, Qingyun, Dancheng, and other major families have all gathered in the broken hall of Zhengyang Sect. Even Ji Ningshuang and Zhen Zhen and many devoted elders of Zhengyang Sect were also present.
As for His Royal Highness, hundreds of figures were with bundles of immortal ropes, and they were imprisoned there, and they took a closer look, weren't they Cheng Kun and Yin Ying?
"Are there any last words?" Ye Chen held the killing sword in his hands, stood there silently, looking indifferent, without joy.
The people who were sealed in front of him were his masters and ancestors a year ago, but now they have become his prisoners. This scene has to make people sigh and sigh with emotion and impermanence.
"Did you kill Wu Changqing?" Cheng Kun at the front opened his mouth, his hair spread, his face was absent-minded, and he was as scary and calm as Ye Chen. He was not afraid of death. At this moment, he had the majesty of teaching.
"It's me." Ye Chen's words remained flat.
"Three big comparisons are your ghost."
"it's me."
"I also destroyed the army of the two temples of Zhengyangzong."
"it's me."
The two questioned and answered one by one. From the beginning to the end, they were so bland, making people think that this was not a conversation between two enemies, but a conversation with two old friends.
I do n’t know when the silence in the hall was broken by Cheng Kun ’s Yangtian laughter. Some things he knows are Ye Chen ’s, but he still deceives himself and wants Ye Chen to admit it himself.
Now, he got the answer, but he felt how ridiculous he was.
Nan Chu has such a vast territory; Zhengyang Sect, how rich it is, but it was overturned by a disciple who had nothing in it for only one year. The entire Nanchu and three temples were held by his palms. It is the courage, means and mind of a young emperor.
Nevertheless, Cheng Kun still laughed with pride and arrogance in order to conceal his fault and keep the only trace of pride left.
He knew that he was wrong, and how outrageous he was, but the arrogance of a strong man did not allow him to admit his mistakes or allow him to show a little bit of regret. He was the master of a suicide, and once the most powerful person in Nanchu. Can die, but must be decent in death.
"If the king is defeated, he will die." Compared to Cheng Kun, Yin Yan and Zhengyang ancestors were smiling. Although they were sealed, their hair was rapidly turning white. This is in Road.
However, no one in the temple stopped them. They had lost, and self-determination might be their best result.
It took more than ten seconds, and hundreds of sealed figures were turned into dust in the cold wind.
They, who are not the ancestors of Zhengyang, and who were not once the strong and powerful, are frank before death. Perhaps they have already seen this when they embarked on this path.
At this moment, only Cheng Kun is still standing in the temple. His body is very straight, like a stone monument. Perhaps, in his opinion, his waist plate has never been as strong as it is now.
Huh!
Ye Chen raised his hand and inserted the killing sword in front of Cheng Kun. "Go all the way."
Cheng Kun said nothing, gently pulled out the killing sword inserted in front of him, and then slowly turned and walked towards the main hall. His body was still straight, his steps were very tough, his hair was fluttering, but his back was Shaw's.
I don't know when he stopped, standing high, overlooking the broken Zhengyang Sect. Once, he was the ruler here, and he was extremely familiar with the temple, the mountain, the flowers and the grass.
At this moment, his eyes became a little stunned. As life and death lingered on, he seemed to think of some old memories. In that year, he was also a young man who was frivolous, but also had a strong heart and great aspirations. Among them were joy, grief, There are unwillingness and regret, because they intertwined their glorious life.
Suddenly, he laughed, but the vicissitudes of laughter were exhausted, his erect body became a little stingy, and his back was even more bleak.
Huh!
With the killing of the sword, his figure also turned into flying ash with the weather.
Hey!
Watching a case of teaching so close, Zhengyang Zong's disciples and elders sighed.
This is war, and the king is defeated. Although cruel, it is very realistic.
Three cases, unified!