Chapter 1552 Wanted Order of Ten Thousand Clans
Chapter 1552 Wanted Order of Ten Thousand Clans
What about people? The disappearance of Ye Chen made the Kunpeng clan agitated, and too many people did not respond. A good living person actually disappeared under the watchful eyes of the public.
Subconsciously, Emperor Kunpeng and many great sages all looked at the ancestor of Kunpeng. They were shallow and could not see the clues, but he was a quasi-emperor, so he should know the reason.
Looking at the Kunpeng ancestor again, his face was extremely gloomy. The dignified quasi emperor was actually placed by a saint, and it was still in the Kunpeng clan, and there was an emperor soldier.
Great humiliation, great shame, great humiliation, Kunpeng ancestor gritted his teeth, the Kunpeng tribe has never suffered such a big loss, and actually let a sage infiltrate and kidnapped the Kunpeng prince before his eyes.
"Father, to... what happened." Kunpeng Huang finally opened his mouth in doubt.
"Unexpected change." Kunpeng's ancestor said coldly, "It's the old man who underestimated the ancient Eucharist, you don't expect the Eucharist to be merciful, and choose the prince again!"
"Re-elect the prince again?" Emperor Kunpeng's body trembled, and his face turned pale.
"The crown prince suffered, the mine was smashed, the clan was injured, the Kunpeng clan was humiliated, you are the emperor, you are to blame." Kunpeng's ancestor snorted coldly, with the supreme majesty of the emperor and the ancestor, "It's all because of Your connivance made him wantonly commit monstrous killings, provoking a malefic star who should not have provoked him, and if he dies this time, it is his own fault, and he deserves to be killed."
Saying that, Kunpeng's ancestor suddenly turned around and stepped into the immortal mountain one step. After that, there was an ethereal voice coming back, but he said to the elder Kunpeng, "In the name of the Kunpeng clan, I will notify all clans and call for a wanted order for all clans, old man. Let's see how the Holy Body escapes from the Southern Region."
"Follow the order." Elder Kunpeng immediately bowed his head, but his heart was trembling, as if he knew what the wanted order of all ethnic groups was.
Kunpeng ancestor returned, but the atmosphere in front of Xianshan was depressed. Too many elders looked at Kunpeng Emperor. His face was pale and bloodless, with self-blame, regret, and anger.
He is the emperor of Kunpeng, and he is indeed to blame. Because of his connivance, the clansmen died tragically and the Kunpeng clan was humiliated. All of this is retribution.
It's up to you to take the blame, and many Kunpeng elders feel cold in their hearts. They are all elders who died in this disaster. If it weren't for the Kunpeng prince, they should all be living well at the moment.
Naturally, more and more elders sighed. Although Crown Prince Kunpeng was arrogant and arrogant, his bloodline tyranny was unmatched by Kunpeng's peers.
Unlike many elders, many princes of the Kunpeng clan have sharp eyes.
Prince Kunpeng will most likely die, and they all have the opportunity to be crowned princes. Not only are there no sorrows in their hearts, but they are all naked and secretly happy, and a great opportunity has appeared.
This is an excellent irony. I don't know if Kunpenghuang knows what they are thinking, and whether he will slap children like him to death one by one, a group of wolf-hearted things.
Elder Kunpeng took one last look, then turned around suddenly, and went to contact all the tribes in the southern region.
At the same time, Taishan Mountain in the Southern Region was still crowded with people, but people from all over the world looked astonished.
No wonder they were like this, just because Ye Chen, who was counting money, counted and counted, and the people were gone.
Yes, no, but disappeared without warning. The Kunpeng people who were bound disappeared with him. Those money naturally followed him and returned to the deity.
Quickly returning to the family, the great saints of the Kunpeng clan who were still on the top of Mount Tai have turned and retreated, the sealing barrier has been removed, and the monk army of the Kunpeng clan surrounding Mount Tai has also retreated.
"This...what is this." Someone scratched his head with a wonderful look. He ran all the way to watch the show, but the protagonist was gone. It was extremely embarrassing for us to watch the show.
"The old man made a calculation, and the Kunpeng clan was tricked." The old guys started to pretend to be magic sticks again, "I am very pleased to see the Kunpeng clan being tricked. This time, it's not in vain."
"Then... what is that." In the voice of the discussion, someone raised a finger and pointed to the ethereal sky. In a word, all the people from all over the world who were just about to leave raised their heads subconsciously and looked up at nothingness.
As soon as he entered his eyes, he saw the ethereal thunder raging, like a catastrophe. The nine-headed giant thunder dragon leaped in the thunder and gathered into a huge stone tablet, like an imperial soldier, suppressing the heavens.
"Wanted Order of Ten Thousand Clans." Seeing the stele, too many people turned pale, as if they knew what the stele represented. It was a supreme order and a kind of supreme existence.
"What is the Wanted Order of Ten Thousand Clans?" The young monks didn't understand, and they all looked at the older monks. Seeing the expressions of many old guys, they thought with their buttocks, and knew that the stone tablet must not be simple.
"This wanted is a joint call by the races of the nine hidden imperial soldiers. The participating races will never be less than 5,000. You should have heard of the Swallowing Devil. Once the ten thousand people wanted, it was because of him. Death, only then did the Red Lotus Empress burn the gods of the Eight Desolates."
"There is still such a secret." Surprised voices all over the place, "But who is this wanted person? It's such a big movement that even the wanted order of all ethnic groups has been released. It's a big battle."
"No matter who it is, this will be a supreme honor." A hunchbacked old man stroked his beard. "Ever since the ancient times, who can provoke a wanted order from all ethnic groups, which one is not an outstanding person."
"The Holy Body is immortal, and all races are endless." Amidst thousands of amazement, an icy voice resounded through the heavens. I don't know where it came from.
As soon as these words came out, the people in the four directions suddenly felt a sense of daze, "Holy... The Holy Body is still alive?"
"Wan clan wanted Ye Chen by name and surname. Obviously, the Desolate Holy Body must still be alive."
"There are so many strong people who didn't kill him. The ancient sacred body is really against the sky!"
"Needless to say, the matter of Jinwu and Kunpeng must be inseparable from the Eucharist." Many people touched their chins, "If you do it against the two clans, the eighth achievement is the Eucharist Ye Chen."
"This Holy Body really angered these two clans, and for this reason, they sacrificed Wanzu Tong."
"It has survived the Four Emperors' Heavenly Tribulation, and all the tribes have been besieged to survive. The Holy Body can afford such glory."
"There is something even more shocking." A mysterious person whispered, "Just now I got the news that the Holy Body infiltrated the Kunpeng clan and kidnapped the prince of the Kunpeng clan during this time of redemption."
"Damn it." The people present collectively exploded in foul language, and the words shocked the Quartet.
How exists the Kunpeng clan, with the quasi-emperor level in charge, and the extreme emperor soldiers suppressing the world, even the quasi-emperor dare not set foot easily, but a saint sneaked in secretly.
The news was indeed shocking. To be able to kidnap Prince Kunpeng in front of the Emperor Bing and Emperor Zhun, no one could imagine how Ye Chen did it. This was an act against the sky.
Use the head of the Eucharist to pay homage to the spirit of my son in heaven! The Jinwu people let out a roar, and they took the lead to stop the self-proclaimed great formation of the Jinwu people, and the figures flew out of the immortal mountain.
The Golden Crow Emperor was furious and led the team in person. If it wasn't for the Kunpeng Clan's communication, he would not have known that the Eucharist Ye Chen was still alive at this moment, and he calculated his Golden Crow Clan to destroy his Golden Crow Prince.
Therefore, the Kunpeng clan called on all clans to be wanted. He didn't even think about answering it directly. For this reason, he stopped the self-proclaimed great formation. For this reason, he did not hesitate to alarm the ancestors and let him come out.
The ancestor of the Golden Crow was even more furious than him. He took the imperial soldiers out of the Xianshan Mountain and was shocked.
These days, when he was in deep sleep, when he was awakened unexpectedly, there were so many changes. As a quasi-emperor level, as an ancestor of the Jinwu clan, how could he bear it and sacrifice the emperor's soldiers.
The Kunpeng clan is also like the Jinwu clan, the movement is very large, the Kunpeng Emperor personally leads the team, and there are many great saints.
Like these two clans, there are still many races in the southern region that have suspended their self-proclaimed self-appointment. As the world says, the participating races are no less than 5,000. Apart from the Kunpeng and the Jinwu, there are also seven major clans with extreme emperor soldiers, all of which are the emperors of the clan. Leading the team, the ancestors personally took charge of the imperial soldiers and flew out.
These races, needless to say, all have hatred against Ye Chen, and they are all in a state of self-proclaimed self-proclaimed gradually, but when I heard that Ye Chen was still alive, it was like a chicken blood.
It's just strange, Ye Chen's potential is too great, and his future achievements make all races jealous. If he is not strangled in the cradle this time, his year will be a disaster, it will be a catastrophe.
Overlooking the heaven and earth, there are countless people moving around. Those races that are wanted by all ethnic groups have a very clear division of labor.
This kind of big action, the people from all over the world were terrified, they didn't dare to stay outside, they went home, the ten thousand clans were provoked, and they were in an endless posture, who dared to get in trouble.
"Only a saint-level person is wanted by thousands of people." On the top of a mountain, the Xuanwu King stood upright, lightly stroked his beard. It was the state of mind of the emperor, and he couldn't help but sigh.
"Since ancient times, the people who can provoke the wanted of thousands of people are really not in the pool." The Qinglong King, the White Tiger King, the Vermillion Bird King and the Qilin King couldn't help but click their tongues, "The Holy Body is going to go against the sky!"
"Dare to enter the Kunpeng clan and forcefully kidnap the Prince Kunpeng, which really surprises the old man." The ancestor of the holy monkey, the ancestor of Kuiu, and the ancestor of Wuxiong also gathered together, the one grinned and the other slapped his tongue.
"In terms of force, it's still the height of the seventh." Little Ape Emperor and the others are also there, and each of them is sincere, and even the words are meaningful. These days, one thing is more than the other.
"This time, he should have avenged you." Peacock's Xianshan, the Peacock Holy Master looked at Princess Peacock with some distress. Prince Kunpeng lost her, and the father failed to seek justice for her, but another The son-in-law was very powerful, and went to the Kunpeng clan to kidnap him.
Princess Peacock is still crazy and babbling, only when she heard that Prince Kunpeng was kidnapped by Ye Chen, there was a moment of clarity, but she just smirked and had tears in her eyes.
King Peacock Daming stood on the top of the mountain, watching the distance quietly, shaking his head and laughing while sighing, although he had confidence in Ye Chen, but his eyes were full of worry. It is impossible to escape death, let alone a saint-level him.