The First Thousand Five Hundred and Twenty-Five Chapters Are Against the Sky Again

Chapter 1525 Defying the sky again

"Chop, chop him to death." Seeing Ye Chen's great power, the Little Ape Emperor and the others all jumped up and down as if they had eaten dog shit, one louder than the other howling.

"Kunpeng clan, you are also today." The Peacock Holy Master snorted coldly, his eyes filled with cold light, he had heard about the matter of the Peacock Princess, and the murderous intention of Kunpeng could not be contained.

"It turns out that your vision for choosing a son-in-law from a peacock boy is really not good." The Ape Emperor glanced at the Peacock Lord, "This time it's time to see Kunpeng's true face."

"It's my old eyes." The Peacock Holy Master took a deep breath and looked at the Peacock Princess beside her. She was still a little crazy, and she was babbling, crying and laughing for a while.

"Anyway, she won't be able to go back to the Kunpeng clan, so she'll just marry me." The Little Ape Emperor rubbed his furry claws, revealing two rows of white teeth, and his smile was not ordinary wretchedness.

"Don't bother me." The Peacock Holy Master said coldly, and his old face was as black as coke.

"Don't, Mr. Peacock, I promise, I will do her obediently every day."

"Go away." The Holy Master Peacock slapped the little Ape King with a slap, and then he didn't forget to glance at the Ape King with a dark face, your son is really better than blue!

The Ape Emperor coughed dryly and looked directly not far away. Although his son was beaten, he was very relieved. The little Ape Emperor stinks and shameless is the same as he was back then.

Among the hundreds of millions of thunderbolts, the prehistoric forest was completely turned into ruins. The so-called towering ancient trees were chopped up and down, burning flames.

Looking at the ten thousand clansmen again, except for the Ape Emperor and others who escaped earlier, they were all miserable and miserable.

The smell of barbecue permeated the whole world, a huge nine-headed bird, the primordial spirit was chopped off, and the whole was chopped into roast chicken, I have to say, the taste is really not wonderful.

Not only the nine-headed bird, but also many races, all of which were beasts, were all chopped into their original shape, and the Ape Emperor and others who were watching almost rushed over and took those barbecued meats as snacks.

A lot of cultivators from the four directions gathered, and the blackness was one after another. The huge forest was surrounded by a circle, and the sighing and shocking continued, "The Holy Body is too lawless."

"This time the movement is even more huge." Too many people couldn't help grinning. "There are so many races and hundreds of thousands of monks, the weakest cultivation base is also a quasi-sage, and they were cut into pieces."

"Seeing that the Holy Body has provoked the big clan in the southern region,

The old man was relieved. "The old guys stroked their beards and said earnestly, "It's okay to pretend." "

"I said, are the Kunpeng and Jinwu people running towards us?"

"I know and ask." Someone scolded, whether it was the pretender or the flirt, they all turned around at the same time, just because the Kunpeng and Jinwu people ran towards them.

They are not afraid of these two clans, but they are afraid of Ye Chen who is behind the two clans. That servant didn't come alone, he came over with the sea of ​​thunder and robbery on his head, running wildly all the way.

The picture is beastly again. There are so many races and so many strong people, no one dares to turn around and fight, whether it is a great saint or a quasi-sage, all of them run faster than a rabbit.

"Run! Still running?" In addition to the roar and thunder, it was Ye Chen's domineering scolding, facing the thunder robbery, rushing all over the sky, whoever gathered more.

"Peacock, I have to say, your vision this time is still good." The Ape Emperor touched his chin and glanced at the Peacock Holy Master with a sigh, "It's more than Kunpeng."

"The old man pays more attention to character." Holy Master Peacock smiled slightly, during which he did not forget to glance at Qianshangyue. It should be that his young daughter has a good eye, and Eucharist Ye Chen is indeed much stronger than Prince Kunpeng, no matter in terms of combat power. Or bold-minded, they are all completely crushed.

Qian Shangyue smiled lightly, since she would never tell the story of Shenxuanfeng, that story is too long and too long, what she loves is him, not Ye Chen, no matter past or present, it has never changed.

"Lao Qi won't be hacked to death!" Immortal King He coughed dryly, "That thunder tribulation is too strong."

"He can hold it." Qian Shangyue took a deep breath, but there was still worry in her beautiful eyes.

"If he is hacked to death, and my old bear, I will definitely serve you obediently."

"Don't make a fuss, it's my old man who wants to do it, your little bastard, it's like a joke."

After the words fell, Kui Niu and Dadi Wuxiong flew out, but they were kicked out by Holy Master Peacock, and even Beiming Fish, Pangolin and Immortal King Crane were not spared.

The most unfortunate one was the Little Ape King, who was flung away before, and just came back, and without saying a word, he was flipped out by Holy Master Peacock again, and flew out all the way.

When the matter was over, the Holy Master Peacock turned around again, and glanced at the Monkey King and the King Kui Niu one by one with a dark old face. The birth of this litter of bastards is sincere to add to Laozi!

The Ape Emperor, Kui Niu Huang and the others looked disapproving, and they all shook their heads in disbelief. Who let your net-born daughter deserve to be molested by my son, just so inch.

While they were having fun on this side, Ye Chen on the other side settled down and stopped trying to chase people.

In the final analysis, this is his calamity. As the calamity becomes more and more ferocious, he has to be cautious about it. The sage-level calamity, how overbearing, is always possible.

Seeing that Ye Chen was no longer chasing, the ten thousand clans stopped in embarrassment, all in embarrassment, each with red eyes, fierce as a demon, roaring like a mad dog, "Shame, shameful shame."

The roar even overwhelmed the sound of thunder, such as the Kunpeng clan and the Jinwu clan, all of them suffered heavy casualties. Ye Chen was not chasing, so they blocked the periphery, only waiting for Ye Chen's tribulation to dissipate.

The rumbling sound was a lot more tyrannical. The huge sea of ​​thunder shrouded the ruined forest and drowned Ye Chen. There were still wisps of thunder in Ling Tian, ​​like a waterfall pouring into the sky.

The sea of ​​thunder raged, and the thunderous waves raged into the sky, drowning Ye Chen again and again, but he was swept out again and again by him. The flying thunder was extremely terrifying and wanted to destroy Ye Chen.

The cultivators from the four directions were terrified. Just looking at them was scary. If they were in the sea of ​​thunder, they would be crushed by a single encounter.

"You can't destroy me." Ye Chen roared, tore apart the thunderous waves, rushed up against the sky, bathed in the domineering thunder, rolled up the monstrous fighting spirit, and hit the sky all the way from below.

He is like a god of war, full of anger, and ten thousand thunder can't stop him, and he is destroyed one after another.

Bo, in the dark, there seems to be such a voice, that is the fairy eye, and it is self-proclaimed.

God's punishment, a terrifying doom, it is also a creation against the sky. It is tempered in thunder and nirvana in doom. It is a magic knife stone, which can cast a piece of rusty iron into an unparalleled sword.

Ye Chen is like this, purifying the holy body with thunder, transforming Taoism with calamity, fighting against the punishment of heaven, but comprehending the avenues, and every blood gully is a trace of his Taoism.

It was ethereal and nothingness again, and Ye Chen killed it forcefully, punching through the chaotic cloud with one punch.

Then, the Chaos Cauldron hanging from his head turned into a peerless divine sword, which he clenched tightly.

His sword fused thousands of magical powers, chaotic Taoism, invincible fighting intent and the power of reincarnation. With a single sword, it destroyed the sky and the earth, and shattered the huge sea of ​​thunder.

At this point, he fell from the misty mist. Perhaps his body was too heavy, and when he landed, he stepped on the ground and cracked. A layer of airflow centered on him spread infinitely, and the swaying space collapsed.

His clothes were tattered and his bones were dripping with blood. Even if he defeated the sky, his holy body was still disabled, his blood and bones were exposed, and there was a ray of thunder lingering at every scar.

The world is quiet, and everyone is looking at him. Although he is small, he seems to be more dazzling than the sun. His existence has put great pressure on this era, and the ancient holy body has risen.