Chapter 1511 Group Frame

#1511 group frame

Suddenly, an icy gust of wind blew across the heavens and the earth, and the icy murderous intent suddenly appeared. With Ye Chen as the center, every inch of the sky and the earth turned into ice at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Kui Niu and the others frowned. This naked murderous intent came from the soul. The coldness made people tremble. Too many people's expressions changed, and many people couldn't help but shudder.

Who is the man in the black robe and the ghost mask? Why expose such a murderous intention?

Who is the bloody man who was just thrown on stage? Who threw him on the gimbal again?

Everyone was puzzled, not knowing who Man Shan was, who Ye Chen was, or what happened. In these few moments, the warm atmosphere of the event became extremely depressing.

The ghost mask on Ye Chen's face cracked, and was crushed into a wisp of ashes by the killing intent, revealing his true face, and more than half of those who saw it suddenly stood up, "Desolate... Desolate Holy Body?"

"It's actually Ye Chen, he's still alive?" Too many people were stunned and looked unbelievable, "It is rumored that the Holy Body has been buried in the ancient ruins, why is he still alive, is it wrong?"

"The Desolate Holy Body is very tough. Outside the ancient city of Donghuang, dozens of great saints didn't kill him. It seems that he has escaped his shell again and deceived the world." Someone sighed.

In the midst of the discussion, Ye Chen raised his eyes, his expression was calm and scary, his eyes fixed on a silver-robed young man, he saw it very clearly, it was the silver-robed young man who just threw Manshan onto the stage.

When Ye Chen looked at it, the young man in silver robe was lying on the seat, leisurely turning the wrench on his thumb, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, his face was smiling, and he looked at Ye Chenyao playfully, "No doubt, this is It's my masterpiece, this king is very kind and left him alive."

Ye Chen didn't say a word, got up slowly, and handed the fainted Barbarian Mountain to Qian Shangyue. There was a surging evil spirit in his body, and he pushed Kui Niu and Little Ape Emperor off the cloud platform.

Under his eyes, the silver-robed youth stood up, revealing two rows of white teeth, "You like this great gift. This is the painful price for angering Sister Feng Xian'er."

"Feng Xian'er? The princess of the Phoenix clan?" The words of the silver-robed youth made the discussion stop.

"She's here too? It seems that the Phoenix Clan was not invited to the grand event of all clans!" Someone whispered, subconsciously glancing in all directions, but after looking around, Feng Xian'er of the Phoenix Clan was not seen.

"Since it's about Feng Xian'er, then the explanation is clear." Someone touched his chin, "The silver-robed youth is of the Nine-headed Bird Clan, and has a close relationship with the Phoenix Clan.

He vented his anger for Feng Xian'er, so he took Ye Chen's old friend to operate. The cause of the incident should be like this. "

"You can't use a bull's knife to kill a chicken." Prince Jinwu on one side smiled faintly, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and a slyness flashed in his golden eyes. He also had a share in this matter and was also a participant.

It was he who told the nine-headed bird... Ye Chen was in the southern region, and it was he who captured Manshan. He seemed to have known about the relationship between Ye Chen and Manshan, and expected that Ye Chen would come with Qianshangyue to participate. In this grand event of all races, the situation is as high as what he expected.

"Come on, let this king see if the so-called Desolate Holy Body is really invincible at the same level." The nine-headed bird laughed, ascended to the sky in one step, and spread out its phoenix wings, it really swallowed the sky.

He is a quasi-holy rank, but with majestic blood and domineering blood, he is stronger than God Phoenix.

"You also need to pay a heavy price for your actions today." Ye Chen stepped through the sky and entered the sky, with a vague and dignified expression, and with a single word, he looked down on everything in the world.

"With you?" Nine-headed bird sneered, pointing at the thunder, and Ling Tian slashed down with one palm.

Ye Chen's eyes shone with cold light, shrinking into an inch in one step, and dodging Ling Tian's palm in an instant.

The color of the nine-headed bird changed, and when he really faced the Holy Body, he realized that it was strange. This movement alone was a miracle. With his eyesight and his Taoism, he could not capture Ye Chen's figure.

When he reacted, everything was too late. In a short moment, Ye Chen had circled behind him, grabbed the wings of the nine-headed bird and phoenix with one hand, and tore them apart, and blood immediately poured out.

"Damn you." Nine-headed bird roared, turned around suddenly, squeezed the magical power in his hand, and slapped it out with one palm.

Ye Chen's golden fist greeted him, and the nine paths and eight wastes were instantly united. One punch was overwhelming, destroying the dry and the rotten.

The nine-headed bird stepped back, and his expression changed again. The power of the ancient sacred body made him stunned.

The people below were also shocked. It was the first time they saw the Holy Body attack, and it was so fierce.

Ye Chen punched again, more ferocious than before, the golden fist was invincible, and smashed half of the body of the nine-headed bird, the gorgeous blood spurted, and Ling Tian fell, every drop was dazzling.

"Prince Jinwu, save me." Nine-headed bird roared, dragging its blood-colored body, and fled in the virtual sky, while escaping and calling for help, he was afraid, and there was a possibility of being beheaded at any time.

Prince Jinwu smiled, but did not leave, but a figure beside him seemed to be straight into the night.

It was a young man with purple hair, his body was an ancient phoenix eagle, and it was the bloodline of the combination of the phoenix and the red flame blood eagle.

Hey, seeing the immemorial phoenix eagles go up, the little ape emperor quit, swung the black metal iron rod to kill the virtual sky, the fiery eyes spit out flames, domineering and arrogant, defending Ye Chen from the enemy.

After the Little Ape Sovereign, on the side of the Golden Crow Prince, there were four figures in the sky, a golden-winged roc, an ancient blood goose, a silver-eyed planthopper, and an ancient red bird. They are so powerful that they want to join forces to besiege Ye Chen and kill him.

Hey, Ye Chen took out his brothers Dadiwuxiong, Xianwanghe, pangolin and Beimingyu, and rushed into the void in no particular order, blocking the birds of the four ancient races.

The battle started, and the six-on-six lineup collapsed and the space collapsed.

But the crisis of the nine-headed bird was not resolved. He dragged his blood and fled desperately, and Ye Chen followed him like a shadow. Once he caught up, the killing technique directly attacked, and the nine-headed bird almost died.

"Baqi Orochi, it's your turn to show your power." Prince Jinwu drank tea leisurely, and glanced at a young man in a blood robe. The man's pupils were gloomy, violent and bloodthirsty, making people dare not look directly.

"It's easy to say." The eight-headed snake smiled, slowly got up, and took one step to the sky. The sage's coercion approached Jiuxiao, billowing with blood, each strand was as heavy as a mountain, and the crushed high sky collapsed inch by inch.

"Little Chang Worm, you are so majestic." Kui Niu suddenly moved, straight into the ethereal sky, his voice was majestic, mixed with the power of thunder, his bare arms, his body was torn by lightning, a pair of black bull eyes, flickering domineering Blazing light, saint-level aura, even more blood-robed youth.

"Kui Niu, I have nothing to do with you, get out." The eight-headed snake snorted coldly, with a divine pattern on the center of his eyebrows, and a huge vision manifested behind him. The light of bloodthirsty, one more look, the mind may be lost.

"How dare you scold me, I'm very upset, old cow." Kui Niu shouted violently, and swung his battle axe to the sky, rolling the domineering thunder with one axe, shaking the world, and the slashing Orochi groaned back.

"This time, it's seven against seven." The people below all raised their heads, always feeling that something was wrong. It was a good event for all ethnic groups. There was no warning. , just pick out one, and you can rank it.

"It doesn't look like it's seven to seven." Someone sighed and motioned for others to look at one side.

Someone else rushed up, all of them were of the race that had a good relationship with the Jinwu people, there were as many as nine people, all of them were of the quasi-saint level, all of them were of ancient blood, and they were all well-known in Nanyu.

When these nine people were killed, they went straight to Ye Chen, plus the half-dead nine-headed bird that was being hunted down, and ten powerful quasi-sages surrounded Ye Chen, not planning to keep Ye Chen alive.

Prince Jinwu held the wine glass and admired the virtual battle with great interest. During this period, he did not forget to glance at Qianshangyue's side, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and his eyes were gloomy and vicious.

Looking at Qian Shangyue again, her expression was indifferent, she did not go up, but was helping Manshan to continue the roots of Dao. This matter should not be delayed. If there is a slight error, Manshan will be completely destroyed, endangering life.

As for the virtual battle, she has absolute confidence in Ye Chen. In the past, he was able to single out twenty-seven quasi-sages, and today he can also single-handedly pick ten quasi-sages, even if the ten quasi-sages were very strong.

The Desolate Holy Body is invincible at the same level. As long as people at the level of Prince Jinwu and Prince Kunpeng are not involved in the siege, Ye Chen will have no worries about his life, and his combat power is not covered.