Chapter 1252: Hunk

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what!
In Mojia Cave, Ye Chen sat up suddenly.
After two or three seconds of stagnation, he hurriedly looked around and found that he had returned from his dream.
how is this possible! how is this possible!
Ye Chen hugged his head, some could not distinguish between illusion and reality, and the doubt was like a sea, which swallowed him up.
Open the door!
When the mind was confused, someone knocked outside the cave.
Here comes Xiong Er, kicking and kicking very vigorously, quite sturdy to get out of the door with a mace.
Ye Chen shook her head, slowly got up, glanced at the picture, and frowned deeply.
All doubts, I will finally solve!
Taking a deep breath, Ye Chen brushed his hands and turned away from Dongfu.
Then, the screams of ghosts crying and wolf screaming outside the cave house. Xiong Er, who was still knocking on the door, was fatally beaten by Ye Chenxuan on the ground this second. Ye Chen also didn't even know why he was killing Xiong Er. There was no reason.
Xiong Er was beaten to tears, a snot and a tear.
Ye Chengan coughed, and the underhand was a bit heavy, so he took out his hand-printed picture on the peak of Hengyue Mountain: Tang Ruxuan sat on the top of the mountain with his knees and looked up at the starry sky.
This time, Xiong Er cried even more.
Hua Yun, Zhou Ao, Yue Chi Xun, and Da Chu were reincarnated. Seeing Xiong Er, they all felt a little stunned.
Ye Chen kept waving his hands, and all the rays of fairy light flew out of Shenhai, and inside were also imprinted with the pictures taken by Da Chu.
The body of the reincarnated man trembled, tears in his excited eyes.
That night, the reincarnated people of Dachu gathered together, full of fragrant wine and warm atmosphere.
Until late at night, the crowd was drunk.
Ye Chen got up, resolved the wine power with force, finally glanced at the reincarnated man, and set foot on the empty sky.
He has been in Xuantian Starfield for a long time, he has searched all the ancient stars, and also found the Dachu people who have been reborn to Xuantian Starfield. The task of this starfield is complete, and he needs to embark on a new journey.
Behind them, the drunk reincarnated incarnations, but they all got up and waved their hands in the direction that Ye Chen left. With this parting, maybe it will be thousands of years after we meet again.
Ye Chen flew out of Nantianxing, glanced at the starry sky map, and crossed the starry sky like a god.
This is another journey of loneliness.
Three days later, he flew out of the Xuantian star field and set foot on a new starry sky. The starry sky map is marked with a star field named Litian.
According to Xuantian Star Field, the edge of the Star Field is also a starry sky with few people. After flying for a day, no ancient star has been seen. There are many meteorites.
I don't know how long it took before Ye Chen saw three or two monks, but only hurried across the starry sky.
Ahead, the starry sky was shaking, making Ye Chen subconsciously stop.
The starry sky trembled due to strong coercion. It was a figure, more accurately a majestic figure, more than three feet tall, bare. With bare arms and bare feet. With a piece of tiger skin, he held a dark mace in his hand.
He seemed to be a barbaric man who had stepped out of the wilderness. Before he even approached, there was a flood of wild gas, his muscles showed domineering power, and a pair of eyes like copper bells, blooming bright fairy light.
saint!
Ye Chen murmured, the man was extremely coercive and stronger than any saint he had ever seen.
When Ye Chen murmured, the barbarian came, carrying a giant beast on his shoulders, and he looked carefully at it was a black dragon, bloody, with a hundred feet in length.
Barbarians one and three feet tall, carrying a hundred feet of dragon, this picture is quite shocked by Ye Chen. Although the dragon is dead, Ye Chen can still see that it is a saint.
Really hanging!
Ye Chen sighed in his heart, imagining the horror picture of the brutal man killing the saint Pterosaur with a mace.
This Lord is not easy to mess with!
Ye Chen thought to himself, and escaped from afar.
Huh?
Ye Chen just flew away, and the passing barbarian subconsciously bowed his head, a pair of eyes like a torch, and the light flashed out.
Immediately, he chased over with the sage Xiaolong. Although the figure was large and looked awkward, in fact, he was not awkward. He actually leapfrogged and stepped Ye Chen in the starry sky.
Suddenly stopped, Ye Chen frowned slightly. "This senior, what do you mean by stopping me?"
"Ancient Eucharist." The barbarian looked up and down Ye Chen, his big nose still shrugged.
"What a sacred ancient body." Ye Chen pretended to look at the barbarous man in doubt.
"I don't eat you, I'm afraid of anything." The barbarian smiled boldly, sounding like Hong Zhong, even the starry sky around him was shaking, "You don't have to lie to me, I can smell the blood of your Eucharist."
"The predecessor was afraid it was the wrong smell." Ye Chen chuckled and lifted her foot and left.
"Take this black dragon, and change your sacred blood." The barbarian stopped Ye Chen again and grinned. "This is a good thing. The body is full of treasures. It's good to pull it back and bake it."
"Really ... really tasteful." Ye Chen twitched his lips, facing the barbarian with awe for three points, listening to the barbarian's tone, this saint-level monster, he usually eats less.
"Changing it." The barbarian looked at Ye Chen, his eyes flashing brightly.
"I'm not a deity."
"Don't lie." The barbarian shook his nose again.
"I ... huh?" Ye Chen hadn't finished speaking, but it was a frivolous glance, glanced at the savage barbarian, his eyes fell on the black dragon that the barbarian was carrying, how he looked familiar.
"What a coincidence!" Ye Chen touched his chin and sighed, his sage Heilonglong had seen it.
On that day, he was on the road with Dongyang and Qingyue. The three saints killed in the halfway would capture him back, a saint in black robe, a saint in white robe, and a saint in silver robe. The body of the saint was a dragon. This is the head that the barbarians are carrying at this moment.
"Is this the world news?" Ye Chen's face was very meaningful, but the saint in the black robes blew up the sky that day, and it was this appearance that he did not want to meet again. Even if he turned into the body, he was also killed.
"Change or not." The barbarians still looked at Ye Chen, waiting for Ye Chen's reply.
"Senior, where's your dragon?" Ye Chen asked with a smile.
"The starry sky in front of me still eats crickets and is beaten to death."
"Just him?"
"And I was beaten, and I was beaten away." The barbarian was real, not hiding anything.
"How fierce this is!" Ye Chen sighed in his heart, all saints. You challenged one and killed one. He was glad that it was not Dongyang and Qingyue who were killed.
"I'm going to save your blood to save people. If you don't change, I'll rob you." The barbarian lit up his mace, but it was a fierce holy soldier, and the saint had to cry when the mallet fell.
"You can change it, but you have to add the copper bracelet on your wrist." Ye Chen said, not forgetting to glance at the copper bracelet on the wrist of the barbarian, it was a treasure, but it was cast with a special fairy.
"This copper bracelet can't be given to you, it's ancestral."
"Then I can't help it."
"Forget it, I'll grab it!" The barbarian put down the black dragon, and his palm, which was bigger than Pu Fan, came over.
"It's still like this." Ye Chen said nothing, stepped back into a inch, and walked out before he left. The starry sky where it had been previously burst, and the barbarian was incomparable.
Seeing this, the barbarian covered his hands with his hands and caught him again.
Fairy Sky ... Oh!
Ye Chen just wanted to cast the fairy wheel heavenly path like a black hole, but it was unsuccessful. Before the four words were finished, he spit out blood. Xu Shi peeked at the picture scroll. The powerful back biting caused the fault of the fairy wheel eyes. Although there is no self-seal, it still prevents the manifestation of heaven.
Failing to get into the black hole in space, Ye Chen was hit by a cricket, and the barbarians flew out with a slap.
Wow!
The monks passing by stopped, and their eyes swung left and right as Ye Chen flew out.
boom!
Soon, I heard a roar from a dead ancient star eight thousand feet away, and Ye Chen, who flew out, blasted the ancient star apart.
The barbarian picked up the black dragon and stepped forward.
Wow!
Ye Chenzhang got up, and the sacred body that was beaten with the palm of the barbarian broke down, because the barbarian didn't do his best, otherwise he might be spiked on the spot, and the barbarian's puppet was almost powerful.
Nonsense!
Ye Chen was swaying, and blood was constantly flowing in his mouth. I knew that Xianlunyan would resist the manifestation of heaven, and he would not hesitate to exchange black dragons with the barbarians, and he would not be taken carelessly.
"Let's go with you! I only borrow holy blood and don't kill." The brass bracelet on the barbarian's wrist flew out, and then Ye Chen, who stood firm, was trapped, and there was an ancient barbaric flow on it, but The powerful banned magical power was actually blocked by Ye Chen.
"Change, I change." Ye Chen urged, grinning immediately.
"I think about it, you are more reliable to go back with you." The barbarian picked up the large mace, carried the black dragon on one shoulder, and carried Ye Chen on one hand, and went straight to the starry sky.
It is regrettable that Ye Chen, the imperial ancient body, the emperor of Da Chu, the ruthless man who once slaughtered the emperor, is now being carried, just like a little chicken, and his movement cannot be banned.
"I said senior, what are you doing?" Ye Chen said, another blood spurted out.
"Holy King."
"I want to go home." Ye Chen almost cried.
I thought it was a sturdy saint. Who ever thought that he still underestimated this big man. The saint Wang Xiuwei was still one level higher than the saint. No wonder Dongyang and their three saints were beaten away.
Since the days of Manchuria, this barbarian is still the highest one he has ever seen. He happened to be hit by accident, but was also slapped sturdyly, almost dying.
"I won't kill you." When Ye Chen was about to cry, the man grinned again.
"The predecessors are holy kings, but they can't be ignored."
"How can you? The barbarians are the most faithful." The barbarians have strong words, and they are embarrassed one by one. They are embarrassed to hear Ye Chen. They have met the saints who are high above them. This is the first time that such a holy king has met. If he had changed to a bad-tempered king, he would be a stunner now.