Chapter 1522: Million race

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The huge flood and wild forest, the roar of the sky shook the earth, and the sky and earth were already scarlet.
It's true that soldiers will fight soldiers against soldiers, the battle is hot, and the sky is full of people.
The lineup is strong enough, but people are constantly joining in. They are all major races in the Southern Region. I do n’t know why. After joining the battle, I do n’t know which one is.
The princes and princesses who came to participate in the event were hiding far from the periphery, and looked at this big dogfight with sighs. This grand event of the ethnic group was really lively.
Many people are scratching their heads. This is a scuffle caused by a person being thrown into power.
The root cause is really so. Since the man was thrown up, the situation has been out of control, the ancient Eucharist has become soaring, the Princes have participated in the battle, one by one, they have been destroyed one by one, As a result, it became a scuffle.
A good grand race event has turned into a melee race, and races and races have grievances since ancient times. It is simply because of this melee that it ’s better to be too late.
The flood and wild forest shook, blood mist lingered, there were wars everywhere, and ancient races were constantly coming in. All were the lords and emperors of the clan.
Such a big movement, shaking the Quartet, many monks have gathered in groups of three and five, to the Honghuang Forest, when they see the world, they suddenly changed, "This is ... this is what happened."
"If the old man remembers correctly, today is the grand race of the nations." Too many old guys were surprised. "This is still working, and it is still such a big battle that continues the grievances of thousands of years ago?"
"More than a thousand years ago." Someone booed, "This war race is at least three thousand."
"Someone came out." I don't know who said a word, drawing his gaze to one side.
There was a golden fairy light out of the flooded forest. He lifted his eyes and looked at it carefully, but it was a person who seemed to be hunted down and was seriously injured. The whole blood was dripping.
That man, take a closer look, is it not Prince Jinwu? He was no longer in the shape of a human being, his whole body was screaming with blood, and there were countless scars all over his body. The blood on his chest was the most sensible.
"Did I dazzle him? It was Prince Jinwu." But everyone who saw it was a stunner.
"Arid ... Arid ancient sacred body?" Someone screamed in surprise, and saw Ye Chen chasing and killing Jinwu. You don't need to look at Ye Chen to look at the bloodline.
"The Eucharist is alive?" Too many people have scratched their heads, and their expressions are unbelievable. This is inconsistent with rumors. They all say that the ancient Eucharist was buried in ancient ruins. At this time, the rumors are false, and the Eucharist is still Alive, chasing Prince Jinwu alive.
"The Eucharist is alive, the husband is not surprised at all." An older monk sighed and scratched his beard. "That fate wins very well, and I can't get it over and over again. It is a habit."
"Today is a grand event, he will not go to a big event!" Someone groaned. "And he worked with this Jinwu, and it looks like he will never die."
"Where is it really lively!" The sigh did not diminish, but it gradually became a tide in one after another. "Are things like this meant to provoke the Xuanhuang Religion one by one?"
This statement is true. Some people have been scratching their fingers, counting Ye Chen's many deeds from the Xuanhuang to the present day: Xuanhuang Xinghai, Yaochi Festival, Donghuang Ancient City, and ancient ruins.
Now it is another grand race of the nations. Everyone present doubts that the melee race is related to this kid.
Wherever he is, there is always something, and it is a big thing. There are always a group of people who are maimed and maimed, and this popularity is a little bit of fame.
He is indeed provoked by a lot of great religions in the Xuanhuang. At this moment, most of them are chasing homes and issuing hunting orders. They want to join the Quartet and Xuanhuang to hunt him down.
"Dear friends, save me quickly." The argument was as loud as the tide, but was suppressed by Prince Jinwu's yelling, and the miserable man who was chased after him was seeking help from the Quartet.
Hearing what he said, most people were skeptical. Prince Jinwu's tone was not a petition, but a sense of command, and the thieves were unhappy.
This is just one of the reasons. The other indispensable factor is the Jinwu ethnic group.
The Jinwu ethnic group is a large member of the Southern Region. They have deep backgrounds, do too much work on weekdays, and bully the Quartet as a daily routine. It is good for the people present without falling into the ground. Do you want to save you?
However, there are still so many monks who claim to be powerful and have to kill them and pretend to be a force.
It was an old man in purple robes, a powerful old saint who had touched the bottleneck of the quasi-sacred king. He skyrocketed and stepped into the sky between Ye Chen and Jinwu. Thin noodles, let Jin Wu's life be a merit. "
"Your face is worthless." Ye Chen gave a faint whisper, and the pace of hunting was not reduced.
"Tell you well that you don't listen, you have to force the old man to do it." Being insulted by Ye Chen in face to face, the old man in the purple robe was furious. He squeezed the big seal in the sky and patted Ye Chen with a palm.
Ye Chen didn't say a word, suddenly waved his sword, and cut through the void, the old man in the purple robe also flew up.
The discoloration changed, unbelievable, and seriously underestimated Ye Chen's fighting power. His old saint, however, was defeated in a single move, but he still had a bit of deeds because of it, or he would have been split.
Ye Chen wields a sword again, which is more domineering than the previous one.
In an instant, the old man in the purple robe was split in half by a sword, and only the Yuanshen flew out of the body, screaming as he fled, "No matter, I don't care about this matter, let me go."
What he said drew a spear of war, and it was nailed to the sky by a spear.
Seeing this picture, those old guys who still want to run out to intercede, have taken back their steps.
Ye Chen was too natural, decisive, extremely fierce, rashly went out, and was mostly chopped.
And then the old sage purple robe old man who was nailed to the sky was really miserable.
At the last moment of Yuan Shen's extinction, he understood what it was to regret. He had a good look at the show. He had to pretend to be forced, provoked the Eucharist, and even ended in death.
Ahead of it, there was a bang again, which cut off Ye Chen, the old man in purple robe, and caught up with Prince Jinwu again.
People in the Quartet moved and chased the past. Such a great show, which can't be missed, and those who are busy with the pain, most like to join in the fun, dark, and overwhelming.
To be seen by the performers, a mountain has collapsed, and debris is flying. Prince Jinwu ’s body exploded, half of his skull was also broken, and his brain was overflowing.
But the uncle did not turn around to fight, he climbed up and fled. The crown prince of the Jinwu tribe, there was still a little majesty at all. His so-called majesty was long gone.
Ye Chen kept up with it. Once he caught up, he wouldn't say a few words, and he would go straight to a big move.
Prince Jinwu is miserable, but it is not ordinary resistance. Rao is Ye Chen and has no temper. The ancient Jinwu tribe is really not covered. It is completely strangled and very strenuous.
After chasing and killing, the movement is huge, accompanied by bangs all the way, encountering mountains and landslides, encountering water and water, even the ancient cities passing by, none of them are intact, causing curses.
This way, with the blood robbery, Prince Jinwu fled all the way for help.
Every time I ask for help, there are always one or two people who don't have long eyes running out. They all want to make a beautiful appearance. One is more arrogant and the other is done. Ye Chen is killed by the group.
Ye Chen's nagging came all the way and told the world by actual action that he wouldn't run out to pretend without strength, and don't blind the chicken without the diamond drill. Ba Lan that porcelain work.
As a result, Prince Jinwu, who was high above him, seemed to be a evil star, but everyone who saw it hid far away, and no one dared to go up to find excitement for his help.
Prince Jinwu spurted blood. I don't know if he was angry or injured. He is the Prince of the Jinwu tribe. What is the most expensive? How has he been chased and killed like this?
When he was angry, he had a big mouth in his heart again. Previously, in the forest of flood and wasteland, he shouldn't follow him anymore, he should run away on the spot, and he would not be hunted down by Ye Chenman.
Ahead, to the mountains, he burned his energy, increased his speed, and stepped in.
Ye Chen then arrived, holding the blood-stained Chixiao, who died all the way under the sword, he was innumerable. Those people should not have died, but they ran into the ghost gate.