Chapter 1452 Your Old Acquaintance

Chapter 1452 Your old acquaintance

The Yang family's mansion was stained with blood, and there were blood-soaked pictures wherever it caught the eye.

The two quasi-sage kings were beheaded one after another, the saints were wiped out cleanly, and the quasi-sages were also beheaded in seven or eighty-eight ways. The remaining emperors were like ants in front of Ye Chen.

With a bang, the last mountain peak of the Yang family also collapsed, turning into historical dust.

I don't know when, I saw Ye Chen slowly walking out of the Yang family with the killing sword, covered in blood, hair, clothes, arms, and body, all that could be seen was blood, even the sword in his hand was dripping with blood. , giving people the illusion that he is the killing god who came out of Sen Luo.

Looking behind him again, the Yang family mansion was cracked apart, turned into ruins, and buried in blood.

The viewers were all petrified, their eyes staring at the bloody picture, is this still the Yang family? This is a bloody hell! Half of the creatures were slaughtered by a killing god.

The crowd subconsciously retreated to both sides, and tacitly made way for Ye Chen, a quasi-sage, and destroyed a Yang family. If this matter spreads out, I am afraid no one will believe it.

"I'm witty, but I didn't go out." In a small wine shop, a fat old man was shaking all over. If he was stupid and ran to help, now he is probably chatting with the Yang family on Huangquan Road. , and chatting happily.

This guy is still very fortunate, at least he is more fortunate than the real person of Kaiyuan, that fellow is really in the water, and the cultivation base that he finally repaired was completely defeated by him.

Ye Chen stepped into the teleportation array again. Before leaving, he did not forget to climb up and look at the direction of purgatory. It seemed that he could see the scorched earth outside purgatory, and there was no half life.

After he left, news from the ancient city of the Zhou family also spread to the ancient city: a quasi-sage king, six sages, dozens of quasi-sages, and hundreds of emperors of the Yang family were all killed by a quasi-sage, and they were all killed together. There was also a monk named Kaiyuan Zhenren who was killed, and his death was tragic.

The people in the city took a breath of air. Before the Yang family was destroyed, the enchanting quasi-sage also killed two quasi-sage kings in another ancient city. This record is enough to disdain the heroes.

This time, the land within a radius of 10,000 miles is too peaceful, and the giant Yang family has been destroyed. Many families are sighed with relief, and they are all laughing happily.

Moreover, on the same day, many elders of the clan went to the Zhou family, all of them went to seek relationships, because Ye Chen was a quasi-sacred monster, and the Zhou family would be another terrifying giant.

The Zhou family is like a city,

It's that no one refuses to come, and this surprise comes by surprise.

Looking at the lively Zhou family, Xu Nuoyan and the four reincarnated people also set out on the road. They are all from Dachu, and they are also responsible for finding relatives in their hometown. This burden cannot be shouldered by Ye Chen alone.

It was night, Ye Chen streaked across the starry sky like a divine light, adding a touch of splendor to the world.

Since he came out of the Yang family ancient city, he has set foot in more than a dozen ancient cities one after another, looking for many reincarnated people, all of which have been sent to scattered development, and he continued on a lonely journey.

It wasn't until one night in January that he stopped in the mountains. He didn't want to stop, because the curse came again, and it was extremely fierce and tortured his body.

The mountains at night were not silent. Because of Ye Chen's arrival, the monsters and beasts were agitated, especially the breath of divine condemnation, which caused the trees, flowers and plants to wither one after another.

In a cave, Ye Chen, who was sitting cross-legged, was no longer in human form, drenched in blood. God's condemnation tore apart every inch of his holy body. He tried to devour him again and again, but failed.

This sitting was three days, and he finally survived the scourge, and the broken holy body was restored.

In the middle of the night on the fourth day, he stretched out of the cave and glanced at the ethereal sky, with anger and hatred in his eyes. The scourge of heaven has tortured him for more than two hundred years, and he has long since died.

His contempt provoked the wrath of God, and the rumbling sound resounded through the sky, shaking the world into turmoil.

"Damn it, it's going to rain!" There were words in the distance, causing Ye Chen to look sideways.

It was an old man in white, accompanied by a young man in white. The old man in white did not hear the rumbling of Jiuxiao, but the young man in white raised his head more than once.

Ye Chen stood upright on the mountain, and said obediently, just because the old man in white was a real saint, he couldn't make him unhappy, otherwise the consequences would be serious.

While speaking, the white-clothed old man and the white-clothed youth had already come from the sky, and they glanced at Ye Chen up and down. Seeing that he was quasi-saint, they closed their eyes and headed straight for the distant horizon.

Ye Chen coughed dryly, tore off his bloody clothes, and changed into a clean one.

Then, he took out the huge map and continued to plan the next route.

Looking at it, he frowned slightly, raised his head subconsciously, looked towards the horizon, and someone else passed by, it was a man in a black robe, a cultivator of the quasi-sage king.

"The legs are good enough to run so far." Ye Chen took the map, twisted his neck fiercely, and the corners of his mouth were filled with a smile, which should be a surprise smile, he knew that person.

"Senior, your old acquaintance." He took out a talisman. The person sealed in the talisman was the elder of the Taiqing Palace, the black-clothed saint who knew the secret method of changing the world. He was caught in the past by him. After living, he has been sealed in that rune.

"I've sealed the old man for so long, and are you finally willing to let me out?" The black-robed saint snorted coldly, "I said, if Yin Zhong is destroyed, I will give it all away."

"Isn't this coming! Look, that person's face is familiar." Ye Chen untied the ban on the rune, so that the saint in black who was sealed inside could see the outside world.

The black-robed saint narrowed his eyes slightly, staring at the black-robed man who came across the sky, "Yin Zhong?"

"That guy was covered in a black robe and covered his body with a mysterious technique. Can you recognize that?"

"I also recognize him when he turned to ashes." The black-robed sage's old eyes shone with icy cold light.

"What a great hatred!" Ye Chen sighed, and consciously took out the killing sword.

Yes, that man in black robe was Yin Zhong, who was chased and beaten by him in the Xuanhuang Xinghai Sea.

The Taiqing Palace is millions of miles away from here. He was surprised that he could meet Yin Zhong here, but it was rare to meet him.

He needs to use Yin Zhong's life to exchange for the secret method of moving the sky and changing the earth in the hands of the black-clothed saint.

With the breeze blowing, he raised his feet and fled into the void space, and flew towards Yin Zhong secretly.

Looking at Yin Zhong again, the speed is not slow, like a faint light, under the dark night, his old eyes are still glowing with a gloomy light, and his body is full of cold and evil spirits, and he kills many people at a glance.

Um? While flying, Yin Zhong frowned, suddenly stopped, and quickly fled back.

However, his speed was still slow, and an arm was cut off by Ye Chen's sword, which was suddenly killed. Thanks to him hiding quickly, otherwise the previous sword would have slashed him.

"I underestimate you." Ye Chen smiled leisurely, his words were vague and resounding throughout the heavens.

"Who, get out." Yin Zhong was furious, condensed his chopped arm, swept across the virtual sky with a palm, and the space collapsed inch by inch, forcing Ye Chen out of the space.

"Senior, stay safe!" Ye Chen fell down gracefully, looking at Yin Zhong with a smile.

"I have no grievances with you, so why did you sneak up on me?" Yin Zhong gritted his teeth and stared at Ye Chen, but did not take action immediately, because he could not see Ye Chen's cultivation base, nor could he see through Ye Chen's true face, but he could cut him with a single sword. He dropped his arm and thought with his butt to know that the other party was not easy.

"How can you say there is no hatred?" Ye Chen took off the ghost mask, revealing an angular face, "Did the younger generation forget Xuanhuang Xinghai, we are still very happy to fight."

"You... Ye Chen?" Yin Zhong frowned, and his eyes almost narrowed into a line.

"It's me." Ye Chen showed two rows of white teeth, "Senior should miss me very much."

"Okay, very good." Yin Zhong smiled, his teeth were white, his eyes were fierce, and his face was ferocious, like a devil. "It's really hard to find a place to break through the iron shoes. It doesn't take much effort to get it."

"It seems that you miss me very much, and the younger generation misses you very much." Ye Chen sighed at the killing sword, and after finishing his work, he did not forget to wipe it with his sleeve, "I have been looking for you for a long time."