Chapter 1453: Old grudge

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"Here you are today, then you don't have to go." With an unbridled excitement, Yin Zhong smiled out and grabbed Ye Chen with his big hand. There was still red in his eyes. The naked light of greed was bursting, and the ancient holy body With the blood of Anti-Sky who shoulders with Di, he is a treasure all over his body!
Ye Chen sneered, saying nothing, only responding with the most powerful attack, fusing hundreds of mysterious magical powers in one punch and eight wastes, while chaotic roads were intertwined with the origin, and the power was absolutely unmatched.
The rumbling sounded, the heavy hand bones burst, and kicking back, each step left, leaving a sunken footprint on the ground, until he settled down, a blood spurted out.
"How could it be so strong." The heavy look suddenly changed, and his eyes were unbelievable. Although I had known that Ye Chen was not an ordinary quasi-sacred, but his imperial quasi-sacred realm was completely suppressed. How can he accept him after he lost the game and is above him?
"Dare to make a difference, the consequences are very serious." After a short breath, Ye Chen killed instantly.
"Arrogant." With heavy anger, he pointed out with a finger, with unmatched penetration.
Ye Chen did not hide or dodge, resisting a domineering finger, the heavy blood of one palm split was dripping, and he had a deep and profound background, otherwise he would split it directly.
But even so, there is enough misery to be serious, burn the essence and blood, quickly heal, heal the blood body, burn the essence, in exchange for the majestic combat power, and revive the natal weapon.
It was an ancient bronze mirror, a real saintly king soldier. I did not know how much blood was infected, and the scattered light was blood red, with a mournful sorrow.
Xutian collapsed, all due to the coercion of ancient bronze mirrors. The radiance of the gods was like a fairy waterfall. Every strand of the overflow was like a giant mountain and a giant mountain. It could instantly kill the saint, and its power was extinct.
"Let's die!" That sullen face was ghastly and terrifying, and he moved the bronze mirror of the Holy King Bing, and the emptiness that healed just before the pressure came down collapsed instantly.
Ye Chen did not dare to regret it and offered a chaotic tripod. He has seen more than one holy king's magic weapon along the way, but it is the first time to see such a powerful holy king soldier.
The chaos is buzzing, it becomes huge in one breath, the body is heavy, the atmosphere is simple, the atmosphere of chaos is pouring, the armoured sky is running, and dancing with the Tao, regret the bronze mirror.
The roar revived, Ye Yinzhong spurted blood on the spot. Although his bronze mirror was horrible, it was also difficult to fight against the chaos tripod. After being horrified, he stepped back again, and his body cracked again.
Quickly decided, Ye Chen stood up and down, and he looked like a strange figure.
Gritting his teeth and cutting his teeth, a thunderbolt shot out of his eyes, curling up the force of silence, approaching the heart of Ye Chen's eyebrows, but an attack against Yuan Shen. He wanted to kill Ye Chen in one blow.
Of course, he still looked down on Ye Chen's defense of the sea too much. There were Danzu Dragon Soul and the powerful Phoenix Xianyu sitting on the town. His thunder and lightning were far from hurting Ye Chen's foundation.
At the same time, Ye Chenmei ’s heart shot a golden god, which is the mystery of the deities, and it is a combination of nine ways. Its power is utterly destructive, and it penetrates the heavy eyebrow.
The blood splattered suddenly and was severely hit. His defense of the sea of ​​God was like a decoration in front of the nine deities, as fragile as a piece of paper, and collapsed in an instant.
This was a devastating blow. Shenhai was penetrated, and Yuan Shen's true body was inevitable.
what....!
The scream screamed immediately, with a heavy shawl, receding back, the skull was about to burst, and all seven tricks bleed, which affected the flesh, fractured bones, and blood spurted out.
Ye Chen came, and flew in, a sword of Fengshen, Wanjian returning to one's heart, piercing his heart.
At the same time, Chaoding Ding crushed the bronze mirror, like a ray of light from the sky, and the sky was falling down. He had not yet stabilized his weight, and was crushed on the spot.
"I don't believe it." He growled heavily, slammed the repression of Da Ding, burned Shou Yuan, in exchange for a more powerful combat force, and there was an ancient god-lined depiction in his brows.
Seeing this, Ye Chen killed one step and cut out a sword of silence. Knowing that he had severely moved the forbidden law, how could he give him a respite, and he still understood the truth of his life while he was ill.
Sure enough, his sword came just right. The heavy forbidden law had not yet been fully implemented, so it was cut off by him, and it was a powerful counterattack. The broken body was turned into fly ash.
"It's over." Ye Chen's eyes were cold and indifferent, his voice was cold and cold.
"Kill." Only the solemn roar of the Yuanshen screamed, and hundreds of magical instruments were sacrificed in one breath. The momentum was connected, and the power was trembling, like shining stars, blooming.
Ye Chen didn't say a word, suddenly raised her hand, and one of the instruments was crushed and turned into a ray of nothingness.
"Strike." Yin Zhongyuanshen burned, opened his mouth and spit out a flesh, turned into a sea of ​​blood, rolled a ancient seal and a sword, both of which were banned and killed.
Chaos tripod bumped over, banned the Fang Guyin, and crushed the killing sword directly.
Once again, he screamed heavily, the Yuanshen was distorted and became transparent. How dare he continue the war, the blood sacrifice the power of the Yuanshen, turned and flew away, the speed was extremely fast.
Ye Chen did not chase, summoned Tianlei Xianhuo, pulled his bow and arrow, and fired a thunder arrow.
The next moment, he couldn't escape the solemn weight, and was shot by an arrow, falling into the sky.
Ye Chen boarded Jiuxiao and moved the Taixu Dragon forbidden. Then he rose up and was suppressed.
At this point, the war is not over. Although the divine King has not been allowed to the Holy King, how can he withstand the futility of the dragon and the power of the Yuanshen, which is impossible to move.
"Your baby, I will take care of you." Ye Chen raised his hand, and consciously took away the heavy Qiankun bag. The booty was to be collected, and it was still a treasure of a quasi-sacred king.
"Rao Ming, Rao Ming." He was terribly scared, staring at Ye Chen in horror, the quasi-Saint King who was high above him. At this moment he also smelled the death, the whole body was cold and temperatureless, and he was afraid of death.
"I'm useless, tell him." Ye Chen closed the storage bag and released the black saint with the rune. As a precaution, he also blocked the right method to prevent the other side from escaping.
"Heavy, don't come here!" The saint in black stared coldly at the sealed Yin Zhong.
"Yinshan." Yin Zhong recognized the saint in black at first glance, like him, but also the elder of the Taiqing Palace, but when it comes to status and identity in the case, he is much higher than the other.
"You actually calculated the old man with him." After a second or two, he reacted gravely, but he was screaming and yelling, and Yin Shan was with Ye Chen, which proved many things.
"Calculate? Look at who I am." The sage in black sneered, tearing his skin off suddenly, revealing a new face, the face was old, and there was a sword mark running from his forehead to the chin. The appearance is extremely scary, and it looks very good at night.
"You ... Xiao ... Xiao Yan." Yin Zhong's eyes were highlighted, his eyes were unbelievable, "Impossible, this is impossible, you are clearly dead, it is Huang Quan who the old man handed you on."
"Nothing is impossible." The black sage named Xiao Yan was mad, his hands wrapped around his heavy neck, and he lifted them up, a pair of old eyes, side, except hatred or hatred, "You didn't expect it! The old man is still alive, and he has survived for hundreds of years, just waiting for today, for my wife and children, to repay that blood debt."
"Xiao Yan, I really despise you." Knowing that he could not escape, he smiled heavily and revealed two rows of white teeth. "Yes, I killed them. I used your child to make Dan. And your wife, the picture of groaning to death under my breath, is wonderful. "
"That will pay for my wife and children." Xiao Yan growled, really crazy, blood and tears crisscrossed the dusky face, and the blue veins exposed on the forehead covered the wrinkled skin.
"Whatever you do to kill the old man, they can never come back." Yin Zhong smiled abnormally, unbridled, as if Xiao Yan growled and became angry, the more excited he was.
"Kill." Xiao Yan exerted strength on his hands, and he was stricken with death. This was not the end. The serious and broken Yuan Shen was also torn to pieces by him.
At night, due to the heavy death, it turned into peace, leaving only a swollen world.
After killing Yan Zhong, Xiao Yan knelt there weakly, his old eyes were cloudy, and some were only blood and tears.
The breeze blew, his strands of black hair turned into silver wires, his old body was embarrassing, and the whole man was vicissitudes petrified, like a walking dead man without a soul.
Behind him, Ye Chen sighed secretly, and understood Xiao Yan's state of mind very well. His wife was abused, the child was refined into elixir, and he stole his birth for hundreds of years. It was hatred that supported him.
Now, with great revenge, he has lost that spiritual pillar. Hundreds of years of hatred have consumed all his energy, and without a goal, the road is like night and no light.
Suddenly, Ye Chen gently flicked his hands to release his ban, and then slowly turned around, without asking him for a secret technique to change the sky for the earth, so miserable that he couldn't bear it.
Of course, before he stepped into the virtual sky, a ray of divine knowledge drifted into his sea of ​​gods, which was a huge mysterious artistic conception, with a supreme mystery.
Ye Chen froze, turned subconsciously, looked at Xiao Yan, but did not say anything.
"Thank you." Xiao Yan stood up with his back to Ye Chen, his voice was old and hoarse, and he took the old steps and walked towards the distance step by step.
His back, bleak and lonely, every strand of silver hair brought vicissitudes of sadness.
Ye Chen sighed again, turned silently, logged into Xutian, and disappeared like fairy light.
This world is still so calm. It took a long time for two or three people to set foot on it. When the place was full of scars, it was a shock, and it is not difficult to imagine a previous war.
Here, Ye Chen has been hundreds of thousands of miles away, all the way to the sky, all the way secretly comprehending the secret method of moving heaven and earth, the mind once drew into it, almost falling into the sky.
Xiao Yan's artistic conception of changing the world is not complete. It can only be understood, but it is difficult to explain, but this is enough for Ye Chen. It is only a matter of time to fully understand.