Chapter 1653: Nugan tribe

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Ye Chen was captivated, and his footprints were all tragic.
The went away, swearing, it was really a ghost, and after waiting all night, I was waiting for nothing.
Before leaving, they basically looked at Ye Chen with a black face, and then looked at Xiong Er with a black face.
Last night, nothing happened to Yunvfeng, and all the bets placed went to Xiong Er's dealer who killed thousands of swords.
"You're still good to me." Xiong Er squatted on the ground and patted Ye Chen, smiling with no face or skin.
Anyway, the goods ran away, afraid of Ye Chen's goods, and then a voice: wife, someone beat me.
I still remember that the day before, the group of beauties almost didn't kill him, and cast a shadow on him.
However, this night did not wait, as a bet bookmaker, is the biggest winner, more than 10 million source stone into the account.
A group of disciples, who helped Ye Chen up, really felt a bit of mercy to their Lord.
"Stupid, aren't you sick?" After waking up, Ye Chen was guilty of a domineering side leak. Without knowing why, he was killed, and a bunch of still started to hate the thief.
No one responded to Ye Chen's scolding, and the were lying on the bed, sleeping loudly, too tired.
Ye Chen's face was so dark that he limped up the mountain.
I wanted to find a place to study the heavenly books, whoever thought of it, there was such a thing early in the morning.
A farce came fast and went fast, Heng Yuezong fell into the calm of the past, everything was orderly.
Ye Chen simply stayed on the mountain, immersed himself in comprehending Tianshu.
The girls were also idle, gathered together to study the elixir of eternal youth, and sometimes glanced at the accumulation of acacia scattered by Gao Gao. If you eat too much of this stuff, you will die.
It was another peaceful night, and everything was silent.
On the Jade Peak, there was a fairy light soaring into the sky.
Ye Chen advanced, and while looking down at the wordless heavenly scriptures, he broke into the empty realm from the spiritual realm.
He still sat under the old tree, put down the Wushu Tianshu, and drew out a small mirror again, staring at it sternly.
The mirror is bright, and it shines through everything, but it doesn't look like his person, as if he doesn't exist in the world.
"I should understand, I'm still a dead person, swinging in the world in the form of a living person."
Ye Chen laughed and meditated, guessing the root cause, and in the smile, with ancient sadness.
Although he didn't know what kind of magical power the king had to keep him so alive, his fate would eventually come to an end.
He couldn't escape this disaster, and the dust was where he went.
He silently looked up at the stars, but could not see his life star.
In this world, there is no trace of him, just like the mirror, he can't shine his face, everything is false.
Life and death have long been taken lightly. Death is not terrible. What is terrible is that many hopes cannot be achieved before death.
His state of mind is sublimating, nirvana in life and death, solitude in struggle, touching another Tao.
The realm of emptiness and realm broke through again, rushed into the quasi-sky realm in solitude, and then entered the celestial realm.
Such an advanced speed, the second world in the world is also astonishing, this is not open!
Amazed, both of them couldn't help sighing.
In the three years, no matter what kind of realm he pursued, even the quasi-employee, it would still be difficult to escape the death of Jiuyou.
The emperor of Da Chu, he is the most amazing one, but also the most miserable one.
In the silence, in the depths of the distant starry sky, there are thousands of glorious sights, many ancient visions, intertwined and danced.
The starry sky was dyed brilliantly, attracting the attention of the Quartet, such a vision, the birth of blood against the sky.
What's even more weird is that there are too many dead stars in the starry sky, so they are more angry, and the plants emerge from the ground.
"So what kind of vision, son of the earth?" Looking at the two elders of heaven and earth, looking at each other as if to recognize what kind of blood was born, it is definitely against heaven.
"This time, it's too extraordinary." On the Tianxuan Gate, Dong Huang too was watching, muttering softly.
The son of the earth, the blood veins are in harmony with all beings. The land of Dachu once had a statue before the endless years.
At that time, it was earlier than the Chu emperor era. After the silence, the blood bones evolved into the earth's spiritual veins, which were found by later generations.
In the past, the Great Chu Xuanzong split, and the Zhengyang sect established the sect on the earth's spiritual vein, and its strength overwhelmed the other two.
Because of the earth's spiritual vein, Ye Chen and Haotian's family have not yet pulled out a cause and effect, everything is yin and yang.
"The birth of the son of the earth shows another golden trend." Yue Huang whispered, also looking up from the sky.
"Maybe it's a catastrophe." Chu Huang took a deep breath, his eyes filled with apprehension, and a look of worry.
"Bring the child over," Dong Huang commanded Taixin.
"I'm not going anymore." Jiuyin passed down Jiuyou, the sword gods of the heavens manifested, and white hair with white hair was like a fairy.
"I was taken away when I went." Sword Shinto.
"Your speed, the heavens come first, is anyone faster than you?" Yan Huang was surprised, some incredible.
"How big are all the heavens and earth, how many crouching tigers and hidden dragons." The sword smiled and shook his head. "I can't find that breath, I only know that he is a person who can reach the earth."
The sword's mythical words fell, and they heard a thunderous trembling, trembling the heavens, and its voice was transmitted from the southern region of the Xuanhuang mainland.
Another clan unblocked, and not one.
In the southern region, there are three majestic and immortal mountains, which fall in no particular order.
Looking at it, I knew who it was, the Baqi, Fengdiao, and Shenpeng clan.
"I have been waiting for you for a long time." The battle king stepped out of the sky, went straight to the wilderness, and held the sky axe.
The other eight emperors are also like immortals. Each emperor is carrying an extreme emperor soldier, and the heavens and earth are trembling.
"The nine emperor soldiers must not stay away from Da Chu for a long time, everyone is a little leisurely." Donghuang Taixin conveyed a sense of God.
"Pushing all the way, it doesn't take long." Jiuhuang replied.
In the southern region of Xuanhuang, there are many immortal mountains, and the three ethnic groups return one after another.
There are tens of thousands of people in the southern region. These three groups are considered big families. All of them have extremely powerful imperial soldiers. The divine power spreads in all directions, and the world is overshadowed.
"No more of my clan." Kunlun ancient city, yak and other people's popularity is desperately desperate, just want to scold the mother, wait for a stomachache.
"Did you only unblock the three races?" Sifang looked at Nanyu from afar.
"Without exception, all saints are enemies. Will the nine ruthless ruthless men in Dachu Tianting kill another wave?"
"Baicheng, the peak of nine quasi-perfect emperors, nine princes of extreme Tao, no major group can carry the attack."
"Who is it, who is killing my son?" In the voice of the argument, the Eighth Emperor drank indignantly, coldly killing himself, cold-hearted.
"Who is it? Who killed my child." The Emperor Fengdiao was also furious, and the imperial prestige spread all over the world.
"Who, who killed my child." Shen Penghuang stood Jiuxiao, the king came to the sky, and the sound of anger and drink rang through the sky.
The three family emperors were loud, but the three ancestors frowned, looking up at them, and felt a strong presence.
The nine emperors manifested, lined up in a row, and covered up.
All three races were shocked, and their ancestors also stepped back, "Nine ... Nine quasi-perfect emperors, Nine ... Nine venerable emperors."
After a century of self-appointment, this has just returned and I see this battle.
"Apart from these years, has the heavens changed?"
All three trembled and opened the guardian enchantment. These lineups were also feared, and their absolute combat power was suppressed.
"Let's just say it! The nine ruthless Dachus will definitely come." The monks from the Quartet gathered and looked southward from afar.
"This time, the bones will be turned into mountains and blood again."
"Who is such a strange person? In the past, people of all races wanted it. They were all very good. In order to chase a holy body, they also moved nine emperors, nine emperors, and countless strong men."
"Cause and effect have their own reports. It can only be said that they did not return at the right time. If all the families are present, then the nine ruthless people must weigh them. After all, the families are not vegetarian."
In the spotlight, the nine emperors moved, and the nine were in groups of three. One team ran to the Baqi tribe, one to the Shenpeng tribe, and one to the Shenpeng tribe. The battle was indeed huge.
Immediately, the roar rang, and the three clans were attacked regardless of their succession. Although the guardian enchantment was strong, it was difficult to prevent the joint bombardment of the three emperors.
"You and I have no injustice and hatred, so much bullying." The ancestors of the three races roared and took charge of their own imperial soldiers.
"Ye Chen." The nine emperors of Da Chu only revealed this name.
"Ye ... Ye Chen?" The tribal ancestors froze for a moment, their eyes were highlighted, and their pupils tightened.
The two words are better than countless explanations. The nine ruthless people are revenge for Ye Chen.
But they were shocked, shocked Ye Chen's identity, there were nine Emperor Emperors, holding nine Emperor Emperor soldiers to help him.
At this moment, even stupid people can think of how terrible Ye Chen's identity is, and how much they have provoked one's existence. Such changes have taken people by surprise.
"He killed my prince, his grievances are two clear, and he really has to die." The ancestors of the three clan anger.
The nine emperors did not speak, and they did it even harder, and no one had mercy.
The bones of the three ethnic groups have become mountains, and the blood has merged into the river.
Absolute combat power suppression, this is the unilateral slaughter.
Regardless of the guards of the Emperor soldiers, we also have the Emperor soldiers, there are nine respects, three to one, to kill you.
The sky in the southern region was covered with blood mist and became bloody.
The spectators were frightened. This was more scary than the previous destruction of the four clans. The nine emperors swept all the way and no one could stop it.
Without suspense, there is no suspense.
All three races were destroyed. No matter their ancestors or disciples, none were spared and they became a dead soul under Emperor Wei.
As life and death lingered, all three people were scolding.
Who is it? They are scolding their own prince. If they had not provoked Ye Chen, they would not have been implicated.
The inheritance of Emperor Tao! Endless years, one stroke swept away.
As the descendants of the emperor, what face did he meet with the ancestors and ancestors, and what face did he meet with the ancestors of the generations in the clan.
The three clans were destroyed, and no one escaped. Only the three clans of emperors were far away. The nine emperors could not stop them, nor could they stop them.
A world-fighting war, come fast, go faster.
From the beginning of the war to the destruction of the three races, only half an hour before and after, this speed has made Xuanhuang feel frightened.
Someone secretly prayed that if the people of the Southern Regions were unsealed, they would return together as a group. Otherwise, one or two or three races would definitely not stop the nine emperor's peerless attack.
Those nine people were too cruel, and they were all holding on to the emperor soldiers.