Chapter 1588: Hard sky
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Banished Disciple’s Counterattack
- Three Realms And Six Paths
- 2111 characters
- 2021-03-01 10:21:47
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Ye Chen's body shuddered, the sky's flames spread, burning all over the body, and even every bone and every drop of blood ignited a dark flame.
From a distance, he seemed to have become a fireman.
The accident was indeed an accident. I never thought that the fairy godson had awakened Tianzhao in such a short time.
The six Immortal Eyes are the eyes of the Immortals, and only with the blood of the Immortals can they exert their peak power.
Facts have also proved that Tian Zhao is more domineering in the hands of the Fairy Goddess, allowing him to burn fire everywhere. This alone is stronger than the Tian Zhao he casts.
"This time, Ye Chen is really over." The quarreled hearts of the people, too many people are sweating for Ye Chen.
"Have you hit the sky, aren't you dead yet?" Fengxian smiled and looked at the burning flame, very happy.
"The immortal wheel is forbidden, it is the hegemony." The protoss of the Protoss and others, glanced at the Protoss of the Protoss.
"Come on! Come on!" The fairy goddess indulged in laughter, unscrupulous, perverted like a devil.
Of course, he smiled, and the laughter came to an abrupt end.
No wonder he did so, because Ye Chen was not annihilated by the flame of the sky, Ye Chen still stood in the sky.
"Senior, don't you say that once the sky light is on, you can burn everything?" The young monks watching the war looked at the old monk before.
"Old ... my husband ... also just listen to the ancestors."
"Tianzhao is actually invalid." Fengxian and others also changed color. They are all goddess princesses. How could they not know that Tianzhao was overbearing, but it had no effect on Ye Chen.
"Impossible, this is impossible." The most difficult thing to accept is the fairy godson, who is roaring like a crazy dog, and it is difficult to accept that Tian Zhao is invalid for Ye Chen.
However, where does he know that it is not that Tianzhao has no effect on Ye Chen, but that the blood barrier is against Tianzhao.
Xianlun Tianzhao, once ignited, is completely destroyed.
The blood follows the limit, once opened, it will not die or hurt.
Obviously, these two are the two extremes.
Ye Chen is in the state of blood succession, while being continuously burned, he is constantly being reborn.
Xianlun Tianzhao burned him for one point, and the blood following limit was restored for one point. This is an extreme confrontation.
Ye Chen burned in his hands, and Zhundiwei manifested.
The blood follows the boundaries, it is not dead or injured, and even the daylight can be hard steel. He has no regrets and wants to kill.
The cold wind blew, and a slender black sword suddenly appeared, chopped to his head, an extinct sword.
The shot was from the dead body, shuttled through the mark of time and space, and killed in an instant, to kill Ye Chen in seconds.
At the time of the electric light fire, Ye Chen swore, swiped with one palm, and forced the dead body back, and then the quasi-empire sword waved, and one sword smashed the vast time and space mark.
The silent body snorted, and pedaled back.
Ye Chen hasn't stopped his body yet, a sword has arrived.
His death was discolored, and sneak attack was his strength. He faced head-to-head. He was far from Ye Chen's opponent.
Not to mention Ye Chen is holding a quasi-emperor sword, and its divine power, based on his practice, will never be able to compete with it.
The blood splattered, and the body of the annihilating deities instantly disappeared.
His Yuanshen came out of the flesh, performed the magical powers against the sky, walked out of the sky, and dared not fight.
"The assassination crown is extremely ancient and modern, but it has also lost ground." The Quartet groaned endlessly.
"Someday, I will cut off your head." The silenced body fled, but the cold voice sounded.
He left, but a thunder flew back.
It was Ye Chen's Tianlei, who had previously been taken away by the doomed body, and now he has retreated, and Tianlei has returned.
Ye Chen didn't go after the dead body, not because he didn't chase it, but he couldn't catch up. The dead body was invincible, and the speed of escape was unparalleled.
He will kill the gods, but not now.
"Go!" Without waiting for Ye Chen to open the killing ring, the protoss of the Protoss tribe and their followers each opened their own.
Ye Chen is now in the state of blood following the boundary, they are not invincible, they can only evade the edge, and flee.
"Kill." Ye Chen violently ascended to the sky, and the Zhundi sword waved, drawing a gully in the world.
He gave up on killing, and the shadows of people turned into blood mist. Nearly 10,000 people, no one can stop him.
This was a unilateral slaughter. Everywhere he went, there was blood and mist, and his head and body were flying.
Rao is a of gods who is arrogant and does not dare Ying Feng, like a bereavement dog, fleeing desperately.
Someone has sacrificed a teleportation platform to escape from it.
"Wait, you can't walk." Ye Chen was so angry that the dark magic soil beneath his feet stretched infinitely to the four sides.
At that moment, the world collapsed and the void space was chaotic.
Those who were taken away by the teleportation platform were forced out, and even worse, turned into a ray of blood on the spot.
The earth and ground collapsed, the space was chaotic, and the path to the battlefield was cut off. Nearly 10,000 people flew away from the air in order to escape the chaos and then move the battlefield.
When Ye Chen set foot on the sky, a sword swept across the area, killing behind the Demon God, and a sword cut through its demon body.
"Suppress it to me." The demon of the Demon Clan was so angry that his demon was shot in the eyebrow, which was a mirror of the magic pattern.
Ye Chen waved his sword, unmatched, and broke the mirror.
The magic weapon was created, the demon son was also back bitten, the devil's body was cracked, and the demon's blood was thin, very dazzling.
The divine son of the dignified demons is a real saint, but he is not a sword against the quasi-sacred Ye Chen.
He devoured half of the Eucharist, which should have been half of the Eucharist.
It is a pity that he is the blood of the demon race, which contradicts the origin of the Eucharist, and it is difficult to fit with it. It is not the Eucharist, and it does not have the same invincible combat power of the Eucharist.
Compared with him, Ye Chen is different. He is an ordinary blood, and has nothing to do with the origins of the ancient and holy body.
In addition, Ye Chen spent more than two hundred years without fully integrating the origin of the Eucharist.
How can the Demon Protoss fit in this short time?
Ye Chen waved his hand, and it was another sword.
At this time, the demon body of the demon family directly turned into flesh and blood, only the yuan flew out and wanted to escape far away.
"Blood debt and blood compensation." Ye Chen chased and killed all the way.
"Don't blame me. They are all Phoenix immortals. It was she who caught your old friend." The demons of the clan were afraid, and growled in horror.
He really smelled the breath of death, his body was cold, and he seemed to have fallen into Jiuyou, and he saw infernal hell.
Perhaps until this moment, he didn't know what regret was, and he shouldn't provoke Ye Chen, or even kill him.
Ye Chen's black eyes were cold and radiant, and a sword cut it off.
The deities of the Demon Clan flew on the spot, and the princes of the ancient Nine clans became historical dust.
He really regretted that Ben and Ye Chen had no resentment, but they pretended to be strong and provoked this god.
He died, and his demon blood was swallowed together, but the source of half of the Eucharist he had taken away was stripped out, shining brightly and returning to Ye Chen.
After beheading the demons, Ye Chen went straight to the nearest protoss of the protoss and cut a golden galaxy the next day.
The protoss of the Protoss stopped suddenly, turned around, exerted great magical power, and concealed the Aegis in front of him.
Of course, although the Aegis is strong, it is difficult to block Jundi Jianwei.
He also knelt, the Aegis shattered, and even his body was cut, leaving only the Yuanshen.
"I ... Prince of my tribe, you can kill me." The protoss of the tribe is also afraid, full of horror, and screaming all the way, trying to squeeze the gods to Yechen.
He also regretted that he should not be the enemy of Ye Chen, regret that he should not catch his old friend, and even cause the calamity.
"Blood debt and blood compensation." Ye Chen caught up and waved his sword directly.
He died, and the source of the other half of the Eucharist he took away also returned, integrating into Ye Chen's body.
Like the demon son, the blood of the race and the origin of the Eucharist also collided, and he did not get the Eucharist combat power.
After returning from the origin, Ye Chen will become an ancient holy body again, and his blood will be even more majestic. His coercion will be even more overbearing.
As the Eucharist, it is immune to the skylight, and the flame on its body annihilates as the origin returns.
He did not stop, chasing and killing all the way, covered with blood bones behind him.
The fledgling demon son was overtaken, and after a face-to-face, his head was shaved and his flesh cracked.
"No ... no no ... you can't kill me." The enchanted son roared wildly, struggling violently, but unable to break through the imprisonment of Ye Chen's palm, and Yuan Shen continued to fall apart.
"Blood debt and blood compensation." Ye Chen was cold and ruthless.
The power of silence between the palms of his fingers fluttered, the demon son Yuanshen was crushed, and a ray of gold fire was returned to Ye Chen.
It was a fairy fire, which was previously taken away by the seductive goddess, but is now recaptured and transformed into a fire dragon surrounding Ye Chen.
"Kill." Ye Chen is even more bloodthirsty, like the devil and the of killing, one by one, living creatures, slaughtered by him.
Blood, once again stained the sky, a layer of blood mist covered the sky, world, corpses across the wild.
This is a more scary picture. Nearly 10,000 monks, no lack of quasi-kings, were hunted down by Ye Chen.
No one dared to turn around, no one dared Yingfeng, Ye Chen had become their nightmare, and they were involved in the abyss.
"Cheers, it's cheers." The Quartet's blood was boiling, especially the young monks.
"The previous Eucharist was so embarrassed and watched the old friend was killed. This time he finally killed him."
"The artifacts surrendered were also recaptured."
"This is the current world newspaper. If you kill Ye Chen's old friend, you have to pay the due price, blood and blood."
"Do you really want to endlessly?" In the voice of the argument, a roar and roar rang through Haoyu's sky.
It was a blood mule, dragging his body, his hair spreading, and his mad desire to be chased by Ye Chen.
His sentence made the Quartet laugh.
Endlessly? It seems that when you slaughtered Ye Chen's old friends one by one, you are endless!
Now, it's really funny to put it again.
"Kill, kill the dog bastard." The young monks flexed their muscles, and many of them had resentment against the blood sister-in-law, and they could not rush to work.
Needless to say, Ye Chen has also been killed.
Although the blood sister-in-law is strong, it is also difficult to resist Ye Chen's blood-limits, let alone Ye Chen also holds a quasi-empire sword.
His flesh turned into a pool of flesh and blood, and only the Yuan Shen walked away, growling and roaring, "You and I have no revenge."
"You also know that you and I have no revenge?" Ye Chen drank violently, with black eyes and blood red, and the blood with a sword almost chopped away. "Kill my old friend, and pay for it."
"Phoenix immortal, are all impatiens, all of her bewildered." The blood sister-in-law mourned, and the fire of the Yuan was almost annihilated, and his eyes were scared, almost kneeling and begging for mercy.
"Then go and wait for her!" Ye Chen's eyes were bloodthirsty, with a sword smashed and smashed, and he slashed the blood.