Chapter 1856: Two caves

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"Deserve it." Seeing the snake snake Jundi vomiting blood, the former Jun Zhui who had been up could not help laughing and screaming.
Earlier, Lao Tzu summoned and waited, one did not see any help, but also the prince of my clan was beaten to death and later arrested.
Now that your prince is being maimed and calling for help from Lao Tzu, how big is your face? This is what it deserves.
Also let you taste it, watching the prince's state of mind being beaten and banned, but helpless.
"Oh." I was angry. He heard that Jun Zhunji laughed, and Junqun Viper exploded on the spot.
"You don't want me to do anything." Wu Jundi scolded, without any concealment, the more he scolded, the more laughed he was.
"I want to laugh again." Looking at the two quasi-perfect emperors struggling with each other, the monks of the Quartet were very comfortable, and they liked to see this bridge.
"It's best to have civil strife in the flood and wasteland. Check and balance each other so that I can break through the heavens." Someone groaned.
"I'm more curious that the identity of the masked youth and the defeat of the princes of the two races will not be simple." More people looked at the battle platform and stared at Ye Chen again.
"What a secret method is so mysterious, even the sky's eyes can't be seen." Chiyangzi looked and looked, muttering.
"Don't you think that he today is similar to Chen Ye? They all use mystery to conceal their origins." Jiuxiao really said.
"Don't make trouble, Emperor Dao will be killed, and Dust Night will surely die." Laozhu Jundi squeezed his beard. "You're afraid you think too much."
After listening to many elders' discussions, the Little Ape Emperor and Dragon Robber looked at each other and smiled, but each kept a tight mouth.
Ye Chen didn't reveal his true identity. He had his own calculations. They all understood this, so they didn't break it.
"My sweetheart is alive, happy." Xiao Jiuxian poked Bei Sheng with his small hand, his eyes flickered.
"Wh ... what a sweetheart." Bei Sheng was flustered for a moment, but the redness on his cheeks was touched.
"Dare to love, hate, and be shy." The goddess of the Ling tribe laughed and said, and consciously rescued the dragon.
With her help, the Goddess of the Wu tribe turned black, and his face turned black, and the ancient goddess sulked.
It is a pity that the gods of the barbarians have died, or they have a bad temper again.
"Until now, I can't figure out how Ye Chen survived." Nandi sighed, "Mingxing has indeed fallen!"
"Who is he, the undefeated Eucharist, and the stubborn brother, how can he say that he will die? There are many ways to save his life?" Said the little monkey emperor, and stuffed an elixir.
"I waited too far with him. Although it is the same level, I am no longer at the same level." The Emperor shook his head and smiled.
No one can refute this statement, not to mention Ye Chen's combat strength, not to mention his record, not to mention the arrogance of the younger generation, and the older generation ’s world-famous giant, it is beyond reach.
The myth of slaughtering two emperors in one generation is destined to be a legend of the era, and it will be treated as a story and immortal.
On the stage, Ye Chen had snoozed the Viper Nine, pulled out his destiny, and stuffed it into a copper furnace.
"Don't move, let the crickets come." Without waiting for the yak to hit, Li Changsheng's crickets rushed up, messing up, yelling and cursing, "Let you pretend."
"Hey, there's a future." The yak looked at him, his expression was meaningful, and he would come to see things, and he was sincere and comfortable.
Compared with these two goods, Ren Xizun is much more normal. He stood quietly looking at the outside world, his smile was full of vicissitudes.
"Who else." Ye Chen bowed his head, and went to the prince of the Honghuang Grand Clan. His eyes were dazzling, and his eyes were dazzling. The same level of battle, he never lost, even without the help of the imperial soldiers, but still proud of the men .
On the other side, a man got up, the silver robe was fierce, the famine was strong, and his eyes were deeper than the stars.
The nine emperor of the Nechung family, um, should be the eighth emperor, because his nine brothers have already been captured by Ye Chen.
One nine prince and one eight prince, the gap is wide. The blood and blood is stronger than Ye Chen, the hidden God's hidden treasure, which contains ancient mysterious power. Listen carefully, and you can also hear the sound of the road.
"This, it's kind of okay." Ye Chen whispered, his expression hadn't changed much, that was absolute confidence.
"Breaking vipers in succession, you are by no means an unknown name." The eighth Prince of Qiqi smiled slightly, his mouth slightly tilted, and he did not look at Ye Chen, his eyes were slanted.
"The name is only one generation. If you want, you can call your brother, your uncle and your grandpa." Ye Chen shrugged. "Of course, if you want to be your grandpa, I don't object."
"My lord wants to see if you are still so sharp after being suppressed by my lord." The eighth prince of Qi Qi sneered, stepped on the stage and swept away with one palm.
"Suppress me? You want more." Ye Chen's fist clenched tightly, many secrets fused, evolved, created yin and yang, gathered into chaos, ordinary fist, but unmatched, blasted through space, shot stronger than poor odd .
The fists collided, the space burst, and there was blood splashing, purple and gold, and it was dazzling.
Look at the two of them again. Poor Qi kicks back, his palms are blurred, his fists are cracked, and blood is flowing.
In contrast, Ye Chen, Jin Quan also cracked, blood ticking, on the strength of the flesh, the poor Qi absolutely crushed the Eucharist, and on the blood level, the poor Qi also suppressed the Eucharist.
"Very good." The poor eighth prince smiled with a smile, raised his hand, licked the blood on the palm, his smile was terrible.
Its resilience can be regarded as overwhelming. In just one moment, the wound healed, and a stream of blood poured back into the body.
I really faced Ye Chen to find out how powerful Ye Chen was, but the more so, the more excited he became, his eyes shining, too easy to defeat, and too boring.
"I don't know if anyone has told you that you are really disgusting with a smile." Ye Chen froze, pinching a strong attack.
"You will die and it's hard to see." The eighth Prince of Qiqi sneered, with a ghostly appearance, attacked head-on, and a third eye opened at the center of his eyebrow. At a loss.
However, it is to the ordinary people, to Ye Chen and other cruel people with reincarnation eyes, the technique of eye pupils can be ignored directly.
The eyes that really made him jealous were the legendary chaotic eyes, but unfortunately, it was not the poor eighth prince.
But the poor eight princes are confident! Confident that Ye Chen was disturbed by his third eye disaster, and instantly killed behind Ye Chen. His palm was like a magic knife, covered with cold and cold mang, and the scriptures were circulating.
"Who gives you self-confidence." Ye Chen was even faster, and before Po Qiqi's sword fell, he disappeared in an instant.
Appearing again, behind the poor Qi, the raised palm is like a palm knife, flashing golden mans, unparalleled.
The poor color changed and was shocked. He never thought that Ye Chen ignored his third pupil, or that Ye Chen could avoid the lore, and immediately passed behind him.
Thinking about the danger, he immediately ran away, or he suffered a great loss.
The problem was that he couldn't avoid it, Ye Chen's palm knife had fallen, broke his flesh, and cut off his spine.
The blood splattered, and the blood and bones flew across, which was dazzling.
Everything was in the flash of light and lightning. One lore was a success, but Ye Chen counterattacked and hit him hard.
It is also because he is poor, physically overbearing, and able to resist crickets. If he changed to a general race, he would have been hacked by Ye Chensheng.
But even so, he was so miserable that he smashed onto the battle platform, a whole big character, tidy.
"The bones are really hard." Ye Chen hissed, lingering.
"You it." The eighth prince of Qiongqi roared and suddenly got up, but before he got up, Ye Chen stepped down with one foot, and his feet were as heavy as a mountain, absolutely powerful.
The Eighth Prince of Qiqi was embarrassed, and was stepped back on the battle platform. Only then was the spine broken by Ye Chenta.
This foot, the young monk watching the battle, his heart trembled, and even the poor and odd spine could be broken. It is conceivable how much it would be. If you replaced them, you would have become bloody.
The elders also looked at their hearts, and it was rare to be able to step on a poor odd spine with one foot.
Compared to them, the quasi-perfect emperor of the Qiongqi tribe has a much uglier face, with a fierce face, and the imperial prince of the Qiongqi tribe has been trampled on the ground like this.
But they didn't stop, because the Poor Prince Qiqi could not be defeated so simply, and there was a chance of counterattack.
Sure enough, there was a roar from the battle platform, and the Eighth Prince of Qiqi transformed the body, and just kicked Ye Chen.
To say that his head is really huge, like a mountain, his eyes are like a large wine tank, flashing a brutal bloodthirsty light.
"In this figure, domineering side leakage." Ye Chen could not help looking up, in front of the poor Qi body, he was like a little grasshopper.
"Poke your bones and drink your blood." The eighth Prince Qiongqi roared, shattered the sky, and shot an overbearing thunder with his eyes.
It ignores the physical body and directly attacks the great magical powers of Yuanshen's true body. The poor and strange races are physically domineering. In the Honghuang tribe, the top name and Yuanshen attack are also the pinnacle.
"The power is OK, the speed is almost." Ye Chen's seven-star footsteps were too imaginary, and he crossed the sky to avoid the Thunder.
The attack is strong, it can't hit people, no matter how strong it is, it's just a display, it's hard to please, and it only increases vulnerability.
This flaw is life-threatening. Ye Chen avoided the thunder, and for a moment, killed Qi Qi,
The Bahuangquan has been clenched tightly. One punch can be regarded as a deadly blow, a blow that returns to normality, and it is directly attacking the strange giant eyes.
It was blood again, thin from Qi Qi's eyes, and a huge pupil was blasted into a blood cave by Ye Chen.
The screams abruptly fluttered, the poor stature was stingy, the pedals stepped back, and two of the eyes and pupils were already abolished by Ye Chen.
"Come, make a pair." Ye Chen was very understanding, moved in one step, the second punch was already out, the power was even stronger, and Qi Qi's second eye was red.
The blood was sprayed again, and there was sorrow again. When it hurt, it returned to the human form and turned out. Both eyes became holes.
"Lao Qi, you're so ridiculous, you'll make a quick decision!" The yak looked at her heart, jumping up and down in the furnace.
He knows Ye Chen's fighting ability best, so he is the strangest eighth prince, three or five big tricks, and he can stand to count him losing.
But Ye Chen is better. Since the start of the fight, no move is a lore, with some reservations, as if deliberately letting.
"Mo Ji, as soon as my Da Chu reinforcements arrive, he will kill him and cry." Ye Chen smiled and went straight to the poor.