Chapter 1252: Big Man

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In Mo's cave, Ye Chen sat up abruptly.

After two or three seconds of sluggishness, he hurriedly looked around and found that he had returned from the dream.

How can it be! How can it be!

Ye Chen hugged his head, he couldn't tell the difference between illusion and reality, and doubts engulfed him like a sea.

open the door!

When the thoughts were chaotic, someone kicked the door outside the cave.

When Xiong Er came, he kicked vigorously, as if he was about to take out his mace and break in.

Ye Chen shook his head, stood up slowly, glanced at the scroll, and frowned deeply.

All doubts, I will finally solve!

Taking a deep breath, Ye Chen put away the scroll with a flick of his hand, turned around and walked out of the cave.

Then, screams of ghosts and wolves rang out outside the cave. Xiong Er, who was still kicking the door a moment ago, was pressed down on the ground by Ye Chen and beat him up. Xiong Er didn't know where Ye Chen got angry. Ye Chen also didn't know why he beat Xiong Er, he didn't even have a reason.ァ新ヤ~⑧~1~中文网ωωω.χ~⒏~1zщ.còм

Xiong Er was beaten and cried, with snot and tears.

Ye Chen coughed dryly, secretly thinking that his hands were a bit heavy, and he took out the picture imprinted on Hengyue Mountain with a flick of his hand: Tang Ruxuan sat on the top of the mountain with her knees hugged, quietly looking up at the misty starry sky.噺⒏⑴The full text of the text is the fastest んττρs:/м.χ八⑴zщ.còм/

Now, Xiong Er cried even more painfully.

Hua Yun, Zhou Ao, Yuechi Xun and Da Chu reincarnated, and they were a little surprised to see Xiong Er like this.

Ye Chen kept flicking his hands, and streaks of celestial light flew out from the sea of ​​gods, which were also imprinted with the pictures taken in Dachu.

The body of the reincarnated man trembled, tears filled his excited eyes.

It was night, the reincarnated people of Da Chu gathered together, the aroma of wine was overflowing, and the atmosphere was warm.

It wasn't until late at night that everyone was drunk.

Ye Chen got up, used his magic power to dissolve the alcoholic power, took a last look at the reincarnated person, and then stepped onto Xutian.

He has stayed in the Xuantian Starfield long enough, he has searched all the ancient stars, and he has also found the Great Chu people who reincarnated in the Xuantian Starfield. The task of this starfield is completed, and he needs to embark on a new journey.

Behind them, those reincarnated people who were drinking alone and drunk got up one after another, and waved their hands in the direction Ye Chen left. After this farewell, it may be thousands of years before we meet again.

Ye Chen flew out of Nantian Xing, glanced at the starry sky map, and it was like a ray of light across the starry sky.

This is another lonely journey.

Three days later, he flew out of the Xuantian Starfield and set foot in a new starry sky. It was marked on the starry sky map that it was a starfield called Litian.

Just like the Xuantian Starfield, the edge of the Litian Starfield is also an inaccessible starry sky. After flying all the way for a day, there is not a single ancient star with life, and there are many meteorites in pieces.

I don't know how long it took before Ye Chen saw monks haunting in twos and threes, but they only hurried across the starry sky.

Ahead, the starry sky was trembling, causing Ye Chen to subconsciously stop.

The trembling of the starry sky was caused by the powerful coercion. It was a figure, more precisely, it was a man with a strong figure, more than three feet tall, with bare arms and feet, and his lower body wrapped Holding a tiger skin, carrying a pitch-black mace in his hand.

He seemed to be a barbarian who came out of the wilderness. Before he even approached him, he had the prehistoric aura surging, and his muscles were full of domineering strength.

A pair of eyes like copper bells, blooming with bright fairy light.

saint!

Ye Chen murmured, that man was extremely coercive, stronger than any saint he had ever seen.

When Ye Chen muttered, the barbarian came, with a huge head on his shoulders, and when he looked closely, it was a pitch-black dragon, bloody, and its head was hundreds of feet tall.

Ye Chen was quite shocked by the scene of a barbarian who was one or thirty feet tall, carrying a dragon of hundreds of feet. Although the dragon was dead, Ye Chen could still see that it was a saint.

Really hanging!

Ye Chen sighed and clicked his tongue in his heart, and he could imagine the terrifying scene of the barbarian beating the saint Jiaolong to death with a mace.

This Lord is not to be trifled with!

Ye Chen thought in his heart, and dodged from a distance.

Huh?

Just as Ye Chen flew away, the passing barbarian turned his head subconsciously, and his eyes, like torches, even shone brightly.

Immediately, he carried the saint Jiaolong on his back and chased after him. Although he was big, he looked clumsy, but in fact he was not clumsy, he actually crossed thousands of feet in one step, and stopped Ye Chen in the starry sky.

Being stopped abruptly, Ye Chen frowned slightly, "Senior, what do you mean by stopping me?"

"Ancient Eucharist." The barbarian looked Ye Chen up and down, his big nose still shrugging.

"What ancient holy body?" Ye Chen looked at the barbarian pretending to be puzzled.

"I don't want to eat you, what are you afraid of." The barbarian smiled boldly, his voice was like a bell, and even the starry sky around him shook when he spoke, "You don't have to lie to me, I can smell the blood of your holy body."

"Senior, I'm afraid I smelled it wrong." Ye Chen laughed dryly, and started to leave again.

"I'll take this black flood dragon in exchange for a strand of holy blood for you." The barbarian stopped Ye Chen again and grinned, "This is a good thing. It's full of treasures. Pull it back and roast it, and it tastes good."

"It's really tasteful." The corner of Ye Chen's mouth twitched, and he couldn't help being in awe of the barbarian. Hearing the barbarian's tone, he didn't eat less of this saint-level monster on weekdays.

"Change or not." The barbarian looked at Ye Chen, his big eyes were still shining with fire.

"I am not the Ancient Eucharist."

"Don't lie to me." The barbarian raised his nose again.

"I...Huh?" Before Ye Chen finished speaking, he sighed for a while, glanced at the sturdy barbarian, and couldn't help but fell on the black dragon on the barbarian's body. No matter how he looked, he looked familiar.

"What a coincidence!" Ye Chen touched his chin and sighed, he had seen this holy black dragon before.

That day when he was on the road together with Dongyang and Qingyue, the three saints killed halfway wanted to capture him back, a black-robed saint, a white-robed saint, and a silver-robed saint, and the black-robed saint himself was a flood dragon. That is the head that the barbarian is carrying on his shoulders at the moment.

"Report to the present world?" Ye Chen had a meaningful expression on his face. The black-robed saint was so intimidating that day, but he looked like this when he didn't expect to meet again.

"Change or not." The barbarian still looked at Ye Chen, waiting for Ye Chen's reply.

"Senior, you dragon, where did you call?" Ye Chen asked with a smile.

"The starry sky in front of me wanted to eat me, and I beat me to death."

"Just him?"

"The other three were also beaten away by me." The barbarian was honest and didn't hide anything.

"How fierce this is!" Ye Chen clicked his tongue in his heart, they were all saints, you picked three of them and killed one, he was glad that it wasn't Dongyang and Qingyue who were killed.

"I want to save people with your bloody body. If you don't change it, I'll start a robbery." The barbarian lit up his mace, which was a fierce holy soldier. When the mallet fell, the saint would cry.

"It can be changed, but you have to add the copper bracelet on your wrist." Ye Chen said, and he didn't forget to glance at the copper bracelet on the barbarian's wrist. It was a treasure, and it was cast with special fairy materials.

"This copper bracelet cannot be given to you, it is inherited from the ancestors."

"Then there's nothing I can do to help."

"Forget it, I'll grab it!" The barbarian put down the black flood dragon, and swung his palm that was bigger than a cattail fan.

"I still have this." Without saying a word, Ye Chen fled out step by step. Just as he left, the starry sky where he was before exploded, and the power of the barbarian's palm was unparalleled.

Seeing this, the barbarians covered the sky with their hands and arrested them again.

Fairy Luntian...poof!

Ye Chen was just about to use the immortal wheel to escape like a black hole, but he didn't succeed. Before he could finish those four words, he spat out a mouthful of blood. Perhaps he was peeping at the picture scroll, and the powerful backlash made the eyes of the immortal wheel go wrong again. Although there is no self-seal, it still blocks the display of the law of heaven.

Not being able to escape into the black hole of space, Ye Chen suffered a catastrophe and was slapped and flew out by the barbarian.

Wow!

The passing monks all stopped, their eyes swaying left and right following the direction Ye Chen flew out of.

boom!

Soon, a roar was heard from a dead ancient star eight thousand zhang away, and Ye Chen, who flew out, blasted the ancient star away.

The barbarian picked up the black flood dragon and stepped forward.

Wow!

Ye Chen staggered to his feet, and his body, which had been hit by the barbarian's palm, shattered. Thanks to the barbarian's lack of strength, otherwise he might have been instantly killed on the spot. The barbarian was so powerful that he was boundless.

nonsense!

Ye Chen was staggering, with blood gushing out of his mouth. If he had known that Xianlunyan would resist the use of the law of heaven, he would not hesitate to exchange the black flood dragon with the barbarian, and he would not be caught flying inadvertently.

"Come with me! I only borrow the holy blood and don't kill people." The copper bracelet on the barbarian's wrist flew out, and Ye Chen, who had just gained a foothold, was caught, and there were ancient barbarian patterns flowing on it, but With the powerful forbidden supernatural power, Ye Chen couldn't move at all.

"Change, I'll change." Ye Chen hesitated, and immediately grinned.

"I've made up my mind, it's more reliable for you to go back with me." The barbarian carried a large mace on his back, carried a black flood dragon on one shoulder, and Ye Chen in one hand, and walked straight to the starry sky.

It's a pity that Ye Chen, the majestic ancient holy body, the emperor of the Great Chu, the ruthless man who once slaughtered the emperor, is now being carried around like a chicken, and he is restrained so that he cannot move.

"I said senior, what kind of cultivation do you have?" Ye Chen spat out another mouthful of blood as he spoke.

"Holy King."

"I want to go home." Ye Chen almost cried in fright.

I thought it was a sturdy saint, but who would have thought that this big guy would be too underestimated. The cultivation base of the saint king is one level higher than that of a saint. No wonder Dongyang and the other three saints were beaten away.

Since coming to the Heavens and Ten Thousand Realms, this barbarian is still the most cultivated person he has ever seen. He happened to bump into him, and was slapped so hard that he was almost crippled.

"I won't kill you." Seeing that Ye Chen was about to cry, the barbarian grinned again.

"Senior is a holy king, so you can't count your words."

"No way, we barbarians are the most loyal." The barbarians spoke thickly, and each sentence made Ye Chen feel embarrassed. It was the first time he had seen a saint who was so high and close to the people. If it were a holy king with a bad temper, he would be a mess by now.