Chapter 1945: I don't want to die yet

This scene, but to stare at the crowd beside Qin Chen and so on.
These more than twenty people are all the breath of the Holy Emperor, and no one is weaker than Lingwuliang, Moyunyan, and Broken Mountains and Rivers.
Moreover, if you look closely, the twenty or so old people, although they are old, have a breath of life, but they are extremely powerful.
More than twenty holy emperors!
Where did it suddenly appear?
Qin Chen raised his eyebrows at the moment.
More than 20 people arrived and gathered at the moment beside Tian Wukui and Mo Yunchen, the five ancestors of the Holy Land.
At the same time, the only two hundred people who survived were ripped off at the moment.
Thousands of people, most of them dead.
Lingwu Liang came to the side of Lingwu Dongtian and felt ashamed: "Tianzu ... I was negligent!"
At the moment, Lingwu Dongtian raised his hand into a slap-like spirit tripod, and the shield in front of him flickered with a cyan light.
"This child ... is too cunning to blame you all, just ... as a holy emperor, but without fear, too confident, do you think you are very powerful?"
Ling Wudongtian voice with reproach.
Ling Wuliang bowed his head at this moment, daring not to refute.
What Ling Wu Dong Tian said is indeed true.
A few of them arrived at the realm of the Holy Emperor, and their hearts swelled. They thought they were here, fearless, and chasing Qin Chen deeply all the way before they fell into Qin Chen's trap and suffered heavy losses.
And at this moment, the broken love of the broken family, carrying a long sword, a shirt looks ordinary, but the whole person stands there, as if it is a sword with a sheath, giving a kind of The detached feeling.
Duan Shanhe stood at the side of Duan Qingsi at the moment, silent, his face flushed.
"I just waited for some time to find all kinds of sacrificial tools. You have become like this. 80,000 years ago, is it not enough to give you long memory?" .
The ancestor of Jingfeixian in Jingyuedongtian looked at Jingzhongyu and Yuehanying at the same time, and his face was somber.
Qin Chen's own inheritance was taken away. These two people are too wasteful.
Among Mo Yun's, Mo Yunchen was holding Tianyuan's ink pen at the moment, but he didn't say a word, his expression was calm.
However, Mo Yunyan seemed at a loss at the moment and didn't dare to say anything.
The most indifferent expression is Tian Wukui.
Tian Wu Dao, the master of the day, Tian Zhen Cang died, and all masters of martial arts were killed.
The loss is not great!
At this moment, more than twenty holy emperors appeared, making Qin Chen's face all ugly.
That's all holy emperors.
They have arrived at the realm of the holy king. It is true that they can fight against the holy king, but face the holy emperor ...
That is to seek death.
Haotian and Yilingzhi were also cautious at the moment, standing on the left and right sides of Qin Chen, ready to shoot.
On the altar, Panlong was crushed.
The statues of sacred beasts carved on the surrounding mountains also burst apart.
The valley is already devastated at the moment.
Five powerful Saint Emperors shot, instantly breaking the Ten Thousand Beast Array that Qin Chen inspired.
"Any tricks are worthless in the face of absolute power."
Tian Wukui's voice was thunderous at the moment, and he slowly said: "It's just a dead end."
Qin Chen heard this, but smiled and said: "How can this be called a trick? I can mobilize the Holy Array here and kill you, this is my ability."
"If you can do it, you can also save yourself money, more cost-effective!"
Mo Yunchen held the Tianyuan ink pen and smiled slightly: "It is worthy of the origin of the Holy Beast Sect. Your look is the same as Yu Tianshengzun!"
"Have you ever seen Yu Tian Sheng Zun?" Qin Chen asked: "No, 50,000 years ago, you were the leader of Moyun's line. So, 80,000 years ago, you might just be Mo Yun's A small tribe, should n’t be qualified to see the Lord Yutian? "
As soon as these words came out, Mo Yunchen looked cold.
He is not qualified!
At that time, Yutian Shengzun was very strong. At that time, he was just a child.
"Cutting your teeth!"
The top of Jingfeixian's head, the Mirror of the Falling Moon hangs in the air, exuding the light of Dao, making Jingfeixian look like a fairy.
"But now, what else can you do!"
Jing Feixian coldly hummed: "There is no way to go, there is no way to go."
Qin Chen brought the people from the Five Saints to this place, and he was self-intelligent. He wanted to use this Holy Array to kill the Five Saints.
But now, the killing array is broken, Qin Chen and others have become turtles in the urn, and there is no way to escape.
"How to do?"
At this moment, Hao Tian murmured.
He just condensed an incorporeal pattern, which was not really a holy emperor.
Moreover, Jing Feixian, Tian Wukui and others in front of them will definitely not just condense a body figure.
In addition, several people holding the inheritance holy tools of the Holy Land of all parties, the strength can be described as being further strengthened.
Qin Chen looked at several people, but he laughed.
"No wonder you haven't seen the few of you from the very beginning to the present. I think so. How can there be few old antiques in the Holy Land inheritance?"
Qin Chen smiled and said: "It turned out that you were going to take the holy items from your five parties. Presumably, you must pay a great price in order to obtain the holy items?"
As soon as this word came out, many ancestors changed their faces.
Qin Chen was right.
They originally added more than fifty emperors.
But now there are only more than twenty people left, and more than half of the losses are caused by the holy objects.
But even so, the holy weapon must be taken!
These powerful sacred objects have a great relationship with the sacred tactics passed down by their five parties.
In these tens of thousands of years, no strong man beyond the level of the Holy Emperor has ever been born in the clan because of the absence of the Holy Artifact.
"Stop talking to him!"
At this moment, Lingwu moved step by step, and Lingding and Wudun flashed at this moment.
"Kill this child early and feel at ease early!"
Several ancestors all nodded.
This time, the loss was too great.
The dead and wounded Holy King and Heavenly Saint made them unacceptable.
"Sorry."
Qin Chen looked at the other party and shook his head: "Great glory, I don't want to die yet."
"That's up to you."
All five sneered.
At this time, Qin Chen was on the altar and smiled: "My life and death are naturally my calculations!"
Buzz ...
All of a sudden, on the altar, the fame of Tao Dao was heard at this moment.
Along with the fame, the figure of Qin Chen and others disappeared on the altar at this moment.
"This bastard, want to run!"
"chase!"
"Can't let him live on ..."
Dao Tao figure, rushed out at this moment.
Hundreds of figures such as Qin Chen disappeared on the altar at this moment, and then appeared on a piece of yellow earth next.
"This……"
At this moment, looking around, the world was pale and bleak.
This kind of gloom makes people feel a kind of feeling, appearing in the flood season.