Chapter 1585 Passive

Chapter 1585 Passive

Xuanhuang Zhongzhou, Zhutian Mountains.

Crowded like a sea.

Looking from a distance, there are people in the eyes, overwhelming the sky.

In front of the Zhutian Mountains, the ten thousand-foot stone platform is located, stained with blood, and the locked reincarnations are all miserable.

At this moment, they are all like prisoners who are about to be executed, their blood and bones are dripping with blood, their hair is disheveled, they are provoked by all directions, they are reviled by the world, and they are despicable and dignified.

Immortal Hengyue raised his head with difficulty, his dim old eyes blurred, and he quietly looked at the pair of ugly faces.

"Is this the common life we ​​are desperately protecting?" Hengtian's old eyes were full of tears, and he smiled sadly.

All the reincarnated people are silent, sad and sad.

Now, this is a great irony.

Once, they fought desperately and built a blood-colored Great Wall for the people of all regions with their flesh and blood.

They died in battle, but they also succeeded, guarding the gate of the heavens and protecting the common people, but no one was grateful for their goodness and wanted to send them to Huangquan.

"To die is to die." Real Hengyue laughed with tears in his voice, his voice hoarse, "You must not drag Ye Chen down."

"It hasn't arrived yet, kill another person." A sneer sounded, from Feng Xian, and a ray of fairy light popped up.

Immediately, the blood flower bloomed, and the reincarnated people were destroyed.

The eyes of the reincarnated people were all red, and they wanted to resist, but they couldn't move, so they could only watch their relatives being killed.

"It's boring, it's really boring." The Son of God smiled, reclining on the throne, leisurely turning his thumb and pulling his fingers, flicking his fingers, and beheading one person.

"I can't wait." Immortal Clan God Son and others, laughing playfully, eyes full of bloodthirsty,

"Where's the Eucharist? Why hasn't it come yet." Looking at the bloody stone platform, the four sides were restless, and the words came one after another.

"If he doesn't come again, his old friend will be wiped out."

"Isn't the Eucharist afraid! Don't you dare to come?"

"Afraid of the Holy Communion?" Someone sneered,

"From the Xuanhuang Xinghai to the Lingshan Mountain in the Western Desert, which time has he been counseled?"

"Immortal God Son and others, this is too much." The older monks sighed, "The means are too despicable."

boom!

In the sound of discussion in the four directions, Xu Tian suddenly heard a huge tremor.

coming!

The Immortal Clan God Son and the others got up together, looked into the distance, the corners of their mouths were full of abusive smiles, and their eyes were gloomy.

boom! boom! boom!

The thumping sound came one after another, slowly and rhythmically.

If you listen carefully, you will realize that it is the sound of people walking.

Xu Shi's body was as heavy as a mountain, so that every time the soles of his feet landed, the world would be turbulent.

The Quartet was amazed, and looked sideways to find the source.

But seeing the horizon, the clouds and mists rolled, and the murderous aura was monstrous.

There, an old man came from the sky, his robe was strong, his white hair was flying, and he looked like a real fairy.

"Is that the Eucharist?" Someone couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise.

"Such a majestic qi and blood is undoubtedly a desolate sacred body."

"I haven't seen you for a few days, how can I become so old." Many people were stunned and looked a little stunned.

"And how did he become a quasi-sage because of his cultivation." The old guys stroked their beards and frowned.

Under the eyes of all the people, the Eucharist Ye Chen came to the sky.

Looking at the locked incarnations on the stone platform, his eyes were full of tears, and his holy body trembled.

That's the hometown! It was so miserable at the moment.

The monstrous anger was born leisurely. In order to resist the demons, the entire army of the Dachu monks was almost wiped out.

But now, the common people they guard are treating them like this, how can they not be angry and not cold hearted.

"Go, go quickly." Hengtian Master, Hengyue Master, and all the reincarnated people who were locked were roaring, roaring with all their strength.

They are already useless people, and they will die when they die. They can't drag Ye Chen down. He shoulders the long-cherished wish of Great Chu.

At this moment, they hoped that Ye Chen would be a tortoise, no one would blame him, and no one would blame him.

"I will save you." Ye Chen smiled with tears in his eyes, looked up at Feng Xian and the others, the tears in his eyes turned blood, and slowly condensed into ice.

"This king thinks that you are going to be a tortoise with a shriveled head." The immortal god son smiled faintly, looking down at Ye Chen, his fairy eyes were full of drama.

"You and I have grievances, you and I are settled, and let them go." Ye Chen said lightly, calmly and frighteningly.

"Then it depends on whether you are obedient or not." Feng Xian smiled grimly, "Hand over my clan's Phoenix Immortal Royal."

"Since I'm here, I won't leave, let me go first." Ye Chen's words were flat, and a cold glow flashed in his eyes.

"It still seems disobedient." Feng Xian smiled grimly, and a ray of fairy light popped out at random, piercing the head of a reincarnated person, and the reincarnated person was killed on the spot.

"Fengxian." Ye Chen was furious, his murderous aura was violent, and he wanted to kill on the stone platform, but he saw Fengxian pop out the fairy light, and another reincarnated person was pierced through the head.

"This princess' patience is limited." The corners of Feng Xian's mouth curled slightly, and she twisted her neck comfortably, her fingertips lingering with immortal light, "If you don't want them to die, then hand over the Phoenix Immortal Yu, or I will go crazy."

Ye Chen's eyes were blood red, the blue veins on his forehead were exposed one by one, his fists were clenched tightly, and blood spilled out between his fingers.

He didn't expect Feng Xian to be so ruthless and didn't give him a chance to react at all, killing him without hesitation.

If Feng Xian was alone, he would not be so passive. It was only because there were so many powerful gods here.

The main thing is that the reincarnated people are in their hands, not one or two, but hundreds of relatives.

Borrowing the way of heaven, he can save one or two of them, but the rest of the reincarnations will be buried here.

"Pay or not." Feng Xian's smile was even more sinister.

"I can pay, but let some people go first." Ye Chen was full of murderous intent, staring at Feng Xian.

"You... don't have the capital to bargain with me." Feng Xian smiled and stretched out a slender jade finger. The fairy light lingered and aimed at a reincarnated person.

"I... hand." Ye Chen roared immediately, and a ray of fairy light shot out from his eyebrows, turning into a phoenix.

"That's right!" Feng Xian took it with a wave of his hand, branding it on the sea of ​​​​divine, and looked very happy.

"Let go." Ye Chen shouted angrily.

"Don't worry." The son of the soul clan licked his scarlet tongue, "Your Chaos Cauldron, this king likes it very much."

"And that quasi-emperor sword." Son of Heaven Buried, Son of Heaven, and Son of Xue Shang all laughed, extremely gloomy.

"Your Eucharist origin."

"Your devilish heart and devilish blood."

"Your secret method of changing the world."

"Your storage bag."

Numerous sons of god spoke one after another, smiling terrifyingly.

A sentence, infinitely resounding in the virtual sky.

"I'm going, this is going to divide up the ancient sacred body!" Sifang sighed while watching the show, "It's too cruel."

"If Ye Chen is handed over, he will have nothing to rely on."

"You mean Holy Communion?"

"Mostly not. It's not worth it for a group of waste people."

"The Immortal Clan God Son and the others have made it clear that they want to destroy the Holy Body." The older monks sighed secretly, "Red. Naked threats."

"Go, go quickly." The real Hengyue and the reincarnated people roared hysterically.

They know Ye Chen, and he is very affectionate. Even if they have become crippled, Ye Chen will still befriend him.

Love is his advantage, but it is also a deadly door. For his relatives, he is crazy than anyone else.

"Ye Chen, what about your decision?" All the gods smiled, looking at Ye Chen below with interest.

Their fingertips are lingering with icy gods.

If Ye Chen doesn't make friends, they will mercilessly kill Ye Chen's old friends, a group of waste people, all of them are ants.

Ye Chen's eyes are bloodshot, and the sea of ​​​​shen is humming. The bloody reincarnations have made him lose the wisdom that he should have, and his mind is blinded by blood.

In the end, there was a fairy light between his eyebrows.

The next moment, the big tripod flew out, buzzing and trembling.

"It's really good!" The Quartet suddenly burst into an uproar.

The soul clan god child smiled, and couldn't wait to take the Chaos Cauldron, a pair of divine eyes, full of fiery light.

If Ye Chen didn't hear it, a fairy light shot out from his body, which was the Zhundi sword, the sword rang, and the Zhundi majestic danced.

Then, it is a group of magic light, which is the blood of the devil.

Next is the storage bag and the secret method of changing the sky.

He is really crazy. After paying these, it is not finished, and he has pulled out the origin of the ancient sacred body.

This time, the eyes of the people in the four directions were bright, and the breath was panting. It was the origin of the Holy Body, and it was a divine artifact that defied the sky!

Of course, Ye Chen did not hesitate at all, and pushed out the source of the Holy Body, the source of brilliance, majestic and surging.

His body staggered, his breath plummeted, and he almost fell to the Quasi-Saint. He was already old, but now he is even older, and secretly dimmed a bit.

At this moment, he is no longer the Holy Body, just an ordinary bloodline, and there is no more domineering coercion of the Holy Body bloodline.

"It's wonderful." All the gods enjoyed it with all their faces, and they divided up Ye Chen's treasure, which was extremely fun.

"Release." Ye Chen bleeds from the corner of his mouth, looking up.

"What's the hurry?" The Immortal God Son smiled faintly, "You should know what this king wants."

Ye Chen didn't speak, and tacitly agreed with the immortal god son.

The god child of the immortal clan naturally coveted the six fairy eyes.

He raised his hand, touched his left eye, and pulled it out.

Blood splashed and dripped down Ye Chen's face, every strand was dazzling, and the person watching was gasping for air.

"The eyes of the immortal clan, return to your immortal clan." Ye Chen's voice was hoarse, and he threw out his immortal eyes.

He would not have thought that returning Xianyan in this situation would be sad or ironic.

The Immortal Clan God Child gasped for breath, couldn't wait to take it, put it in the palm of his hand, and his eyes were fiery.

Six Paths Immortal Eyes, this is the Six Paths Immortal Eyes, the supreme pupils of the immortal clan, the immortal eyes he dreamed of.

"It's actually the Six Paths Immortal Eye." The monks from all directions were shocked, and many people recognized the sky-defying eye pupil.

"My God! Ye Chen actually has the fairy eyes of a fairy clan."

"No wonder it is so tyrannical, no wonder it can escape time and time again, all because of that domineering fairy eye."

"It's not the immortal race, where did he get the Six Paths Immortal Eye."

"It's a wonderful feeling." In the discussion, the god child of the immortal race had integrated the source of the immortal eye into his left eye, and he enjoyed it all over his face. The domineering power of the immortal eyes of the six paths made him excited, and he was mad with excitement.

"Release." Ye Chen vomited blood again, and his breath was sluggish.

As long as the reincarnated people are safe and sound, he has the opportunity to turn the tables, and many of the treasures handed over will be taken back.

Even if he lost the source of the Holy Body and many treasures, even if he fell into the Quasi-Saint, even if he didn't have the Six Paths of Immortal Eyes, he still had a strong confidence to fight back.

"If you want to save them, kneel down and beg me!" It was Feng Xian again, with a hideous smile and a peerless face. At this moment, she looked extremely ugly, like an evil ghost.

Ye Chen was silent, his legs were bent, he knelt on the ground with a bang, and lowered his proud head.

At this moment, his figure is bleak, and the old body is rickety.

The dignified and desolate Holy Body is so unbearable at this moment.

The people from all over the world sighed and couldn't help but marvel at Ye Chen's courage, and couldn't help but sigh at Ye Chen's stupidity.

what....!

The reincarnated people were all mad, roaring wildly, blood and tears flowing.

That's Ye Chen! The arrogant Heavenly Court Holy Master, the Great Chu Emperor who looked down on the world, knelt down like a dog, and everything was for their useless people.

Hahaha....!

Feng Xian laughed, and the immortal god son and the others also laughed, smiling recklessly, "Ye Chen, you have today too, like a dog."

"Release." Ye Chen said the same thing again, hoarse.

"Release people?" The gods and goddesses on the throne all showed two rows of white teeth, flashing a gloomy light, with fierce light in their eyes, tyrannical and bloodthirsty.

A strand of icy immortal light shot out from their fingertips and shot at the reincarnated person who was locked in the copper pillar.

The picture is bloody, and there are blood flowers blooming one after another, and each one is a fresh life.

"They all died because of you." The unbridled laugh resounded through the sky, gloomy and perverted.

Ye Chen's body trembled, and his eyes were prominent, covered with bloodshots, and the blooming blood flowers filled his eyes, hundreds of people, none of them survived.

Suddenly, his pupils turned black at a speed visible to the naked eye; his white hair turned blood at a speed visible to the naked eye; the blood flowing in his body also turned black at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Blood follows the limit, open!