Chapter 1300: The immortal of World War I is invincible! (One more)

"The angel of the fairy temple is dead"
After countless people's eyes left from Ye Chen's figure, they looked at the empty void.
Everyone looked at each other silently.
That's the person in Xiandian
Since ancient times, there are many powerful people in the ancient and ancient world who tried to resist Xiandian, but all died in the hands of Xiandian
But now Ye Chen beheaded the angel of the fairy temple.
"Big man is dead"
Haotian Jianzun and others hugged their bodies, and there was an endless color of death on their faces.
Before that, the angels of Xiandian were invincible in their minds, so they would be desperate, preferring to stand on the opposite side of the ancient world to become a vassal of the former.
But now the myth in their minds has fallen.
"噗通"
With this in mind, many people just feel like they are being hollowed out, and they all fall to the ground, despairing on their faces.
Haotian Jian respectfully spit out a blood spit, but he couldn't stand still, his mouth mumbled "the trend is gone"
"OK, kill well"
Huang Quan's ancestors watching from a distance couldn't help but laugh out loud, as if it involved the injury, and immediately coughed again.
And thunderous cheers burst out in the Emperor Kingdom behind him, because with the death and death of the angel of the fairy temple, this represented the end of this terrible war, and they were the party of victory.
Bei Zun Tianzun looked at Ye Chen with a very complex look, then fell to his knees on one knee, and yelled, "Congratulations Ye Xianxian, the best war in the world, invincible world."
"Amitabha"
Master Bao Xuan is also slightly owed, with his hands folded, and said a Buddhist slogan, "Congratulations Ye Xianxian, the best war in the world, invincible world."
"I wait for congratulations to Ye Xianxian.
At this moment, both the extremely old strongmen such as Yuqing Fairy and the new generation giants such as the host of Beibei Temple all bowed to Ye Chen.
Even though there are tens of thousands of people in the kingdom of Emperor Nao, they are worshiping Ye Chen's five bodies in unison, and their expressions are enthusiastic.
"Aunt Yeah is really amazing"
The Jiu'er below looked at the figure standing in the void with great excitement, just like the nine heavenly gods accepted the worship of the living beings in the world, even though the giants of the great peers had to bow their heads and salute.
With such a magnificent momentum, since ancient times, apart from Ye Dongli, who has 10,000 years ago, who has it?
At the same time, the other side of the battlefield.
"boom"
With the evolution of Ye Wushuang's swordsmanship, after Yi Jian collapsed Ye Dong's supreme sword qi in his body, it also represented that the two men had won.
"Although your kendo is strong, it is still inferior."
Ye Wushuang looked calmly at Ye Dongli's falling body, then shook his head slightly.
After this scene fell in the eyes of others, including Beibei Tianzun and others, everyone had a bitter face and mixed feelings.
Before Ye Chen beheaded the Angel of the Xiandian
Ye Wushuang Sword defeated Ye Dongli
This makes them a group of people who have witnessed countless years, and they can't help but feel the stigma of waiting for others to grow old.
And when Ye Chen's eyes fell on the ten remaining people, such as Haotian Jianzun, the ten people immediately felt the cold killing intention.
Someone said "I'll wait for Ge to surrender"
Even the angels of the Immortal Palace were dead, how could they be Ye Chen's opponents, not to mention that there were others such as Beibei Tianzun and others.
"boom"
Ye Chen raised his hand, and a terror appeared in the palm, killing the former on the spot.
Seeing this scene, a mysterious giant broke into tears and said, "We are all willing to surrender, why do you want to do it?"
"You say that if you surrender, you surrender the innocent person who died of Yemou this time," Ye Chen said calmly.
Anyway, stepping out is directly killing people like Haotian Sword Master, like a tiger entering a wolf group.
"I still want Ge to stop killing you today and wait, not Ge"
Someone sacrificed the guardian spirit treasure, trying to compete.
"Click"
But in the palm of Ye Chen's palm-like fingers, he couldn't be beaten, it was broken when touched, and the former was also shot dead on the spot.
"If you want to die, let's die together"
There is a monster who knows that he will die, and suddenly shows madness, trying to blast Ye Chen seriously.
However, before he had time to explode, he was flipped by Ye Chen's palm, and the former was directly patted into a meat pie, and the spirit was melted.
Ye Chen Qingyi moved around, killing the Quartet in the crowd, and letting you have great vitality, he just swiped and killed the world, many old monsters retreated.
Everyone looked at this scene silently, but they felt that the figure in front of them was absolutely dusty.
In the end, the only remaining seat of the throne was killed by him, and only one person, Haotian Jianzun, was left.
The latter did not ask for forgiveness, no anger, but looked at Ye Chen extremely viciously. "Do you think you have won the Xiandian, no, no, the horror of the Xiandian is beyond your imagination."
"Hahaha, my husband is waiting for you below"
You should blow yourself up
However, Ye Chen reached out and clasped her hands tightly. Ye Chen looked at him with no joy or sorrow. "No, you have no qualifications to be a ghost."
Anyway, a golden fire was blooming in his palm, and Haotian Sword Master was enveloped in it. Only screams like ghosts and wailings were left between heaven and earth.
Frustrate
Ye Chen leaves Hao Tian Jianzun's screams everywhere
He wants everyone to know
Ye Chen must not be deceived, let alone provoked
I don't know how long it took, until Haotian Jianzun's last trace of ashes scattered between heaven and earth.
Ye Chen slowly walked to Huang Quan's ancestors, stretched his hands over his wrists, and crossed into a trace of spiritual power to check his injuries.
At this moment, Huang Quan's ancestor's face was extremely pale, as if a gust of wind could blow it down.
"You are badly hurt"
Ye Chen sighed and looked at him with guilt. "The depletion of Zhenyuan is second, mainly because you seem to have forcibly performed some secret method, which caused damage to Yuanshen."
Yuan Shen is too important for the practitioners. If it is damaged, it will be repaired as a fall, and in other cases, the soul will be lost.
"But fortunately, I came in time."
Speaking of which, Ye Chen couldn't help but yell at the head and said, "I'll personally cook the alchemy for you in a while, and restore the Yuanshen for you."
In this world, Ye Chen doesn't have many friends, and his ancestor counts as one. The former gave his life many times to help him. How can he not be touched.
"Anyway, my ancestor believes you have a way."
Huang Quan's ancestor was holding the injury, and laughed indifferently to the city behind him. "Go and see your parents and daughter first, I'm afraid they can't wait any longer."
"Parents"
Ye Chen heard the words, and there was a warm current in the depths of the original slightly serious eyes, and his heart was agitated. (s :)