Chapter 1623: round up

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After that, more than a thousand people ran to the portal.
They are all masters of the heavenly courts: the Five Kings of Chu, the descendants of the emperor, Chu Lingyu, Longyi, Longwu, Xie Yun, all of which are not huge.
Absolute combat power suppression, this is the consistent play of heaven.
In addition to the masters of heaven, there are also the South Emperor and the North Saint.
A few days ago, I was very miserable. Now that I have found my enemies, I will go and liquidate them one by one.
On the top of the Jade Girl, Ye Chenru is a statue, standing quietly, looking at the distance, her cloudy eyes, dull and dull.
Although he did not go, he contributed all his treasures, such as Dading, Chixiao, and Zhundi Sword.
"How, not used to it?" Hongchen Xue whispered a smile.
"What." Ye Chen was awakened with a doubt.
"In the past, if there were wars, it was always you who led the team, and the Lord of heaven has always been a soldier."
"It's almost useless, and going there is also a burden."
"Today you are a perfect interpretation of what a hero is." Hongchen Xue chuckled, with a sigh of sigh.
"You can't do it!" Ye Chen couldn't help shaking his head and smiled.
"Fortunately, there are enough talents in Tianting." Hong Chenxue pulled her hair, "One Ye Chen fell, and there will be tens of thousands of Ye Chen rising strongly and endlessly."
Ye Chen smiled and didn't say any more, her expression was comforting.
Da Chu is full of talents. After reincarnation, all kinds of prosperity are flourishing, and Tianjiao's talents are springing up.
Without him, Ye Chen, they can also help heaven, Da Chu's stars will be extremely bright.
"It's time to rest." Hongchenxue held Ye Chen on a cloud chair, and Yu held a wooden comb in her hand, combing her hair for Ye Chen.
"Master, in my old age, I combed for him like this." Hong Chenxue whispered as she combed.
"On my body, looking for the shadow of Hongchen." Ye Chen smiled slightly, but did not resist.
Hongchen Xue smiled, combing again and again, her eyes were a bit hazy, as if Ye Chen was Hongchen.
Yu Nu Feng, fell into silence, occasionally coughing.
The words are divided into two parts. The masters of Tianting have left Tianting successively, and according to the established route, they have separately seized the ancient city.
That ancient city is at the junction of Zhongzhou and Ximo.
Its name is the ancient city of Xizhou, which is not big, its name is unknown, far from the bustling place, few people go there.
At dawn, the ancient city of Xizhou gradually became lively.
There was a lot of shouting and shouting, and many of them were mortals, and some western monks ascended here to preach the Fa.
A small manor in the city, covered by the mysterious enchantment.
And Taiqing God Son they are in this small manor.
"It's been more than ten days, and no big action has been seen in that big Chu heaven." Taiqing Shenzi said quietly.
"Most scared wouldn't dare to go out." Yuhua Shenzi smiled with amusement. "There is not even a quasi-sacred king. What is the use of? Most powerful dragons can hardly crush the snake."
"When the clan returns, they will look good."
"Speaking of which, every woman in the heavenly courts has a unique face."
"Especially Ye Chen's wives, but what does Wang really like?" Taiqing Shenzi exposed two rows of white teeth, fiercely exposed, and terrible.
"It's a terrible enchantment." When the three spoke, the two bald heads went into the small manor, ignoring the enchantment, as if it was banned here.
These two bald heads, needless to say, are Longyi and Longwu.
The control of space of the Taixu Gulong family is difficult for any race to match. This kind of enclave is pediatrics.
"Who are you?" The three sons of Taiqing suddenly got up, his eyes narrowed, staring at the two bald heads, ignoring the enchantment under them, it was not easy to come.
"The one on the left should be the silly goddess of the Taiqing Palace."
"The on the right, 80% is a feathered god."
"The middle one, um, the of the Supreme City."
For three people to drink, Long Yilong five are unheard of.
The two goods are good. One person is holding a dozen paper scrolls, and they are being identified one by one, just like nothing else.
"Give me down." Taiqing Shenzi was furious.
After that, more than a dozen figures rushed out from behind him, all using the magic weapon and pressing against Long Yilong Wu.
Of course, at this moment, a heavy Dading rammed in from the outside and crushed the respected weapon.
Dading is quaint and natural, with chaotic air, engraved with the words of Jiajia Tian, ​​and the sound of Dadao Tian.
"Ding of Chaos." When they saw it, the Taiqing godson suddenly changed color and seemed to recognize Ye Chen's destiny.
"Go." The three and their followers turned around collectively, and Chao Ding appeared. They had already guessed who it was, and they must be the people of Dachu Heaven.
"Go?" A cold voice sounded, thousands of people were manifested, and they were full of the Quartet, each wearing armor, a soldier with a head over his head, and a deadly killer in his hand.
"You ....." The faces of the three gods suddenly changed, and they got together, their expressions paled instantly.
Just because they saw the South Emperor and the North Saint from these people, each of the remaining people did not weaken them, and the thousands of lineups were so huge.
"Three people, let me wait for a good look!" Xie Yun twisted his neck comfortably, his eyes flashed coldly.
"Seniors save their lives, seniors save their lives." Taiqing Shenzi and others all roared. Obviously, they could only ask for help if they couldn't do each other. This battle could not be fought.
"You juniors, you have to be forgiving and forgiving." Don't say, they really responded to their calls for help, and they came to this ancient city with discourse.
"Speak again and destroy your nine races." Xie Yundan said.
"If you don't listen, then you won't blame the old man." He said again, cold and majestic.
Before the words fell, he saw an old man in purple robes coming to the sky.
That majestic coercion is extremely powerful, and is a holy king, and has touched the bottleneck of the holy holy.
This level of holy kings is comparable to ordinary holy kings, who dare to intervene in this matter, and indeed have sufficient capital.
The Southern Emperor frowned, never thinking of the small ancient city of Xizhou, hiding such a terrible existence.
"Kill! You kill!" Seeing the old man with purple hair coming, they all laughed like a mad dog, barking unscrupulously.
"Self-defeating repairs, and so on, you can go out alive." The old man with purple hair stopped, gently bearding his beard, looking cold and majestic, overlooking the four sides of the sky.
"Self-defeating repairs, I will not destroy your Nine Tribes." It was still Xie Yun, a plain sentence.
"Look for death." The old man in purple robes was furious, raised his hand, and printed the secrets of evolution, Ling Tiangai said to Xie Yun.
Xie Yun said nothing, the chaos with his head hanging up against the sky.
Tian Ting master qi and blood surged together to urge Dading.
Da Ding is heavy, simple and natural, but fierce and overbearing. He goes all the way and breaks the seal of Ling Tian.
Even the old man in purple robes was knocked back, his palms burst, his hands were stained with blood, and he collapsed into the sky.
"Okay, good." The old man in the purple robe roared and roared.
However, before he left, he saw thousands of banned manifestations, one by one, all mysterious, Rao is the rank of his holy king, and he was also banned.
At this moment, Chu Lingyu had already landed in Gao Tian, ​​and his hands trembled with silence, and a sword cut out of the galaxy.
The old man in the purple robe was wounded, and then he broke the prohibition, and then he took a sword firmly and was cut.
Just after stopping the figure, the sky magic instruments were pressed down, killing swords, copper furnaces, divine mirrors, and treasure seals, each of which was a big holy warrior, a big holy prestige flying.
The old man in purple robe changed suddenly, his eyes were highlighted.
Rao is the state of the holy king, and he was shocked to see the heavenly saints. He never thought of a group of saint-level juniors who actually cherished the holy saints.
The collapse of the virtual sky could not withstand the coercion of many great soldiers.
On the spot, the old man in purple robe knelt, and slammed into the sky, the god's body cracked, and the blood bones flew across.
"I don't care about it anymore, the old man no longer cares about it." The old man in the purple robe hissed, rushed to his feet and fled without the slightest coercion of the previous holy king.
He was afraid, afraid of this group of people, a para-imperial soldier, thousands of holy soldiers, enough to destroy the holy king.
He did want to leave, but the masters in heaven did not plan to let him go.
The old man in purple robes, who hadn't scooped far, knelt again.
Kneeling this time, he did not get up, and was cut off by Tao Lingyu's sword.
Grunt!
Nandi and all secretly swallowed a spit.
The talents of Heaven are the best beasts.
That ’s a holy king! One foot had stepped into the Great Saint, but within three rounds, it was abolished.
Facts have proved that if you have more people, you will have more power. What about the Holy King?
what.....!
The old man in purple robes roared, his hair shed, hysterical roars, and the Holy King Xiuwei became a waste.
Look at Taiqing Shenzi and others, their bodies trembled, and they all backed off until they reached the corner.
Just before they just laughed recklessly.
I thought that if a holy king intervened, they would be protected.
But who would have thought that in less than a minute, a holy king was beaten to death and without protection, they could imagine their own end, which would be worse than the old man in purple robe.
"Just waste and kill, and the battle will be decided quickly." The cold words rang through Jiuxiao, and thousands of people swarmed up.
There is no suspense in the siege without suspense.
Less than a minute before and after, Taiqing God Son and others were collectively abolished, each miserable, and locked by an iron chain.
"Rao Ming, Rao Ming, are all Fengxian, she deceives us." Nearly a hundred people knelt down, sorrowful and wailing.
The masters of Tianting ignored them and looked at Nandi them one after another. "Troublesome guys, take them back to Dachu Heaven."
"You won't go," Nandi said tentatively.
"People in heaven, talk and talk." Xie Yun turned around first, holding the old man in the purple robe.
Since then, all the reincarnated people have followed, and all have been covered with ghost masks, such as a statue of Shura.
"Everyone is abolished, and he really wants to destroy his nine clans!" Seeing this picture, the South Emperor and the North Saint all trembled.
"Everyone is crazy." Long Jie grinned.
"Ye Chen's misery has made their hearts cold." Xiao Jiuxian lost her playfulness for the first time.
"Gone." Bei Sheng brushed his hands, and the Taiqing goddess, who was to be scrapped, received a huge weapon.
The crowd glanced at last, then turned and disappeared.