Chapter 1787: Don't feel uneasy

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"It's you ... then the price of paying blood." Ye Chen laughed, a pair of divine eyes, shining bright Jinmang.
"I can't help it." Zhundi, the robe of the robe, chuckled, and suddenly probed. He grabbed Ye Chen the next day.
"Destroy you, enough." Ye Chen Lengheng stepped forward and broke the sky, a fist of eight wastes, containing thousands of magical powers, transformed into Taiji, and evolved in the endless.
The palms and fists collided, the sky shattered, and the surrounding mountains collapsed.
Of course, what surprised the Quartet is that the old man in the purple robe of quasi-perfect emperor was backed by a punch from Ye Chen, and his mouth was bleeding.
"Pull ... pull it!" Too many people were shocked, a little stunned.
"The kid is a saint, so he can fight off the Emperor."
"It must have been borrowed from outside." An old man frowned his beard. "It was the best proof that he could crush that arrow before."
The sound of surprise continued, too many old Jundi narrowed his old eyes.
As a quasi-Emperor class, I can see the most clearly. It does borrow external forces, and it is the most powerful weapon of the Emperor.
As an extreme soldier, Ye Chen's identity is easy to guess.
In the spirit world, there are only two Emperor soldiers. One is Ye Chen and the other is Emperor. The soldiers are there.
But for either of them, the consequences were terrible.
Because the two are friends, no matter which one you recruit, it is equivalent to messing with the two, and there is essentially no difference.
On the other side, the quasi emperor in purple robe stopped his body, a pair of sensible eyes, staring at Ye Chen tightly.
"It's all seen by you." Ye Chenyou laughed.
"Who the are you?" The old man in the purple robe said coldly.
"Guess," Ye Chen said, one to shrink to the next, without saying a word, Bahuangquan was overbearing.
The purple robe quasi-emperor changed color, and hurriedly offered out the shield armor.
However, his shield was in front of Ye Chen, weak and vulnerable, and he was blasted, and even he was vomiting blood.
"Do you really want to endlessly?" The goods were irritated, the anger shook the world, the quasi-perfect emperor level, and was furious.
"It's not endless death, but you die." Ye Chen's murderous coldness, and he flew back again, with six pulses pertinent to death.
Blood splattered, and a burrow was punctured in the chest of the quasi emperor of the purple robe, and horrific and murderous, also channeled into him.
Ye Chen did not stay, chasing all the way, playing magical tricks one by one, the purple robes of the quasi emperor were dripping with blood.
The sky trembled, and the space collapsed into chaos.
The emperor in purple robes roared, his hair spread, and his face was fierce, but it was difficult to stop Ye Chen from attacking. He was dried up and could not lift his head.
The spectators are swallowing their mouths, even if they have borrowed external forces, but this ... is a bit scary, that's Zhundi!
"I ca n’t wait until now, but when will I wait." The prince in the purple robe battled and retreated and yelled, his voice filled with Jiuxiao.
Of course, no one ignored him, let alone lend a helping hand.
It's not that I don't want to control it, but I dare not to control it, who knows that there are extremely good soldiers.
"Heli suppresses it and divides his origins and the emperor soldiers." Seeing no one to rescue, the prince in purple robe screamed again.
Don't say that, as soon as this remark was made, the quasi-perfect emperor hidden in the dark was tempted, and his pair of old and dull eyes blinked.
"It's ok to see the drama, don't be embarrassed by his mother." Feeling the obscurity of the Quartet, Ye Chen's words were sloppy, and this time he warned that if anyone moved, he would never be polite.
"It's a rare opportunity." The prince in the purple robe did not give up, still shouting and yelling, summoning the strong in the Quartet to help.
"Not honest yet." Ye Chen scolded, and Jian Jian attacked.
"Suppress me." The purple robe Zhundi's eyebrows shot at Shenmang, turning it into a bronze mirror, carved with divine patterns and lingering with thunderous breath, which is his destiny quasi-emperor's weapon.
This device is very fierce, one after another with awe-inspiring, piercing through nothingness, it can be said to be withering and rotten, and the Dasheng also felt scalp with scalp.
"The quasi-empire is hanging?" Ye Chen sneered, and slashed with his sword.
There will always be embarrassing things. The robe of Zhuozi Zhundi was cut off by Ye Chen with a sword, just like tofu.
An emperor soldier, a quasi-empire soldier, absolute level of suppression, and then suspending the quasi-empire soldier, it is difficult to resist the extreme Emperor.
The natal device was broken, the Purple Emperor Zhundi was backswept, the god's body was cracked, the blood was sprayed thin, the pedals stepped back, and the blood was sprayed wildly.
"Is this honest?" Ye Chen killed, and his eyebrows burst into bursts. He was a nine-in-one oracle, specializing in Yuan Shen.
The imperial emperor in purple robes moved on the spot, and the sea of ​​gods was buzzing and his head was about to burst. It was not that Ye Chenyuan was powerful, but that the blow melted Emperor Wei, Rao was a quasi-empire, and was hit hard.
"In the next life, you shouldn't mess with anyone." Ye Chen's eyes were radiant, a sword of Fengshen, approaching his eyebrows.
"No ... no no ..." The old purple robe stared, his pupils tightened, and the quasi-empire was afraid of death.
For a moment, he only felt that his body had fallen into the ice cave, his mind was drawn into the bottomless abyss, and the breath of death hit his whole body.
However, amidst this flash of light, a faint ambience suddenly manifested, hitting Emperor Sword in Ye Chen's hand unbiasedly.
The kendo deviated instantaneously. It was a sword for lore, but it only stabbed in the shoulder while rubbing the purple robe, and the power was exhausted.
The purple robe made the emperor fled in a hurry, and walked away, his face pale. If no one had rescued him, he would have gone to Huangquan.
Ye Chen did not chase, but glanced down at the western sky.
There, there was a dark shadow that seemed to be looming, unpredictable, sometimes illusory, sometimes solid, and wanted to look away, knowing only those eyes, cold and silent, glowing with gloom.
It was a quasi-perfect emperor, and he had stood on the mountain opposite Ye Chen before ... the black-robed quasi-perfect emperor was extremely scary.
"Senior also wants to step in?" Ye Chen smiled.
"Be forgiving and be forgiving." Juniper Heipao said indifferently.
"What if I have to kill him?" Ye Chen smiled at each other.
"Young juniors, really arrogant." Without a black robe, the emperor snorted with great majesty.
After that, I saw someone out of the Dongfang Xutian.
The man was an old man, in a white robe, a genuine quasi-perfect emperor, whose repair power was not under the black robe quasi-perfect emperor.
"Saving one's life is better than creating a seven-level floating slaughter. The little friend's killing is too heavy." In the northern sky, a golden robe quasi-empire manifested.
"The idea of ​​killing is too heavy, and it is difficult to achieve a positive result." In the southern night, the fourth prospective emperor appeared. The silver robe was fierce.
"Kill, you kill again!" Zhuo Di Jun Zi smiled, looking fiercely, looking at Ye Chen gritted his teeth.
"Oh my God! Five quasi-perfect emperors, that person is afraid to kneel!" The Quartet spectator looked at him from afar, his heart trembling.
"Several senior emperors are really worthy of their juniors," Ye Chen said as he gently patted the dust on his shoulders. "Looks like I don't plan to leave me alive."
"Put down the Emperor's Sword, and you can leave safely." The white-robed quasi-employee bears his beard, his eyes are as quiet as water, standing in the sky, it can be said that the immortal wind is natural, and the Tao Yun is natural.
"Heirloom emperor, how can you let it go at will." Ye Chen breathed a sigh at Emperor Jian, not forgetting to wipe it with his sleeve afterwards, the sword body was polished by him.
"That being the case, then it will be gone today ...." Jin Pao Jundi was cold, but before he finished speaking, he stopped.
No wonder he did so, because ... Ye Chen's nagging turned away.
Yes, I ran away, in a sloppy posture, with Wang Baqi.
The five quasi-perfect emperors collectively froze for a second, and the spectators of the Quartet also froze. Seeing Ye Chen as calm as before, thinking that they would pick six, but a panic, the goods ran away.
No warning! Even the five great emperors did not respond.
It is worth mentioning that the run is not as fast as a streamer, and the run is gone.
"Chasing." With a dying breath, the first emperor in the purple robe chased and killed the past. The resentment had settled, leaving Ye Chen alive, and sooner or later, Ye Chen would die, and it was him who died every day.
"Chasing." The black robe quasi emperor, the white robe quasi emperor, the gold robe quasi emperor, and the silver robe quasi emperor, chasing all the way, regardless of the order.
They have no resentment against Ye Chen, and they blame the Emperor Soldiers for being too attractive. With the Emperor Soldiers, they can dominate the entire spiritual realm.
If it is not good, you can also understand the imperial Taoism from the extreme Tao emperor. It is not impossible to be an emperor without paying attention.
"Fast, fast." The monks who watched the show went like a tide. This would be a big show, no less than the destruction of the Huofeng clan.