The First Thousand Five Hundred and Eighty-Six Chapters

Chapter 1586 One against ten thousand

There was a rumbling sound, the sky turned pale, and the world was in turmoil.

A sturdy beam of light shot out from Ye Chen's Tianling cover, pierced straight into the sky, and poked a big hole in the sky.

The rolling demons surged forward, sweeping the sky, bloodthirsty tyranny flooded the world, subverting the universe.

He got up, his form changed greatly, ancient divine lines were drawn between his eyebrows, his blood was flying, his black eyes were vast, swallowing the sky and absorbing the earth, annihilating the stars, and performing chaos.

The entire world, centered on him, turned into ice inch by inch, a piece of indomitable demonic soil, starting from the soles of his feet, extending to all directions, and the phenomena of the wild and desolate were startled.

He is like an unparalleled demon god, as heavy as a mountain, Tao is intertwined with chaos, and law dances with thunder.

"Then... what state is that, what did Ye Chen do." The monks from all directions were stunned, unable to withstand Ye Chen's coercion, unable to bear the monstrous aura, and retreated one after another.

"Obviously quasi-sage level, so tyrannical and coercive."

"Is it a demonized state? But he has no demon blood!"

"It's not demonization, it's the limit of blood." Some older monks exclaimed, looking shocked and unbelievable.

"Xueji limit? What." The young monk was stunned and looked at the old guy beside him.

"That is the state of the bloodline after it has been sublimated. No matter Taoism, mana, speed or strength, it will instantly increase to an unimaginable level."

"To be more precise, it should be in a state of near death and no injury." Some old guys took a deep breath, and they were horrified by their state of mind.

"No...do not die or hurt?" Sifang suddenly burst into an uproar.

"Not everyone can open the blood and follow the limit. This state is very mysterious. If you can open it for the first time, it does not mean that you can open it for the second time. It depends on the chance."

"Even though the source of the Holy Body has been handed in, Ye Chen is still able to forcefully open the boundaries of blood, his evildoer is heaven-defying." Too many people were shocked and their hearts trembled.

"Ye Chen, I really underestimate you." On the throne, the Immortal God Son, Feng Xian and others all gritted their teeth, as if they also recognized what state Ye Chen was in at the moment.

The limit of blood, the limit of blood, anyone who can open this state, just pick one out, it is against the sky.

However, they, who are high above, do not have such honors, but their great enemy has opened up.

They were very dissatisfied, and they were not willing to be crushed by Ye Chen's talent again, which was a great shame.

They were shocked, they were furious, but also excited.

It was too simple to cut Ye Chen, it was really tasteless.

Now that Ye Chen has opened the bloodline limit, it can be considered a little challenge, which has given them great interest.

"This king wants to see if Xue Ji Bianjie is really not dead or hurt, kill me." Immortal clan god son, Feng Xian and others raised their hands and pointed at Ye Chen.

When the words fell, the virtual sky behind them exploded.

Then, the clouds rolled out, rolling around with figures, or stepping on flying swords, or flying through the clouds, or riding on spirit beasts, or driving chariots.

There are tens of thousands of them, and they are all followers of the Immortal Race God Son. Among them, the weakest are all quasi-sages, and there are many quasi-sage kings, each with murderous aura.

Tens of thousands of people, black and white, overwhelming, like a black ocean, sweeping towards Ye Chen.

"Blood to pay for blood." Ye Chen roared, blood and tears flowed, rushing in, sweeping the monstrous demons.

"A quasi-sage level, no magic weapon, no blood, no real fire, no thunder, no fairy eyes, no magic weapon, you are such a waste, even if you open the bloodline limit, what can you do?"

The one who rushed to the front was a big man with a ferocious face, holding a dragon knife in his hand, and he was a saint. Ling Tian's knife was a tyrant, and he wanted to kill Ye Chen with one blow.

Ye Chen rushed towards the face, resisted a knife, and instantly killed the big man, tearing the big man to pieces directly.

"Damn it, I tore a saint-level one at the first admission." The four sides trembled, and they couldn't help but gasp.

Although the big man died, his dragon sword was snatched by Ye Chen, swept away with one sword, and the people who rushed were cut off, both the fleshly body and the primordial spirit.

"Kill." The shadowy figures, one after the other, either pinching a big seal or holding a magic weapon.

"Whoever stops me will die." Ye Chen roared and shook the sky.

He held the blood-stained dragon knife in his hand, like a madman, slashing left and right all the way, without any rules.

He doesn't dodge, dodge, or defend, but anyone who blocks him can't stop him slaying spirits with a single sword, and his combat power is unparalleled.

The picture was bloody, and a bloody road was killed by Ye Chensheng, the blood behind him was covered with bones, and the sky was stained with blood.

Xue Ji was neither dead nor wounded, although he had no divine soldiers to help him, and although he did not have the origin of the Holy Body, this domineering state gave him enough capital to slaughter him all the way.

The lineup of nearly 10,000 people was unexpectedly no one could block his way. When he went up, he was slaughtered.

This piece of heaven and earth has become blood red, with broken limbs, broken arms, heads and bodies, and fragments of magical instruments all over the sky.

"This...is this a quasi-sage?" Sifang monk's mouth trembled, his heart trembled, and his face was pale and bloodless.

"Ten thousand people! The weakest cultivation base is a quasi-sage. There are many quasi-sage kings, but he can't stop him alone."

"As soon as the blood continues, neither death nor injury, with one enemy ten thousand, ten thousand men can't stop it!" The shocking voices gathered into a tide.

"Sacrificing the killing formation, destroy him." In the horrified voice, there was an angry shout that shook the world, and a killing formation was sacrificed together, reviving the divine power of silence, and swept towards Ye Chen.

puff!

Blood splashed, and half of Ye Chen's body was destroyed.

Of course, Xueji Boundary was immortal and unhurt, his resilience was domineering, and his broken body was instantly restored.

kill!

Ye Chen's voice was like thunder, with a pair of black eyes, staring at the throne at the end of the figure, the people rushing in were directly ignored, the dragon knife slashed randomly, and the flesh flew.

Kill!

All the people in the sky shot, or magical weapons, or the killing swords of the array, overwhelmingly pressed over.

The virtual sky was crushed and collapsed, the sky and the earth paled.

Ye Chen was not afraid, but with a hard body, the dragon knife swung, and the hundred-zhang-long sword light suddenly appeared, and the blood mist was surging.

He is really like an unparalleled demon god, bathed in blood, walking on the mountain of corpses, dripping with blood, fighting in the eight deserts, killing the sky and breaking the ground, and crying and howling in the battle.

The sky was full of fear, and the hand holding the sword trembled. He was too strong, like a killing god from hell.

"Whoever stops me will die." Ye Chen rushed to kill Gu Lai, sweeping the monstrous demons, engulfing the heaven and the earth, the sound was like an ancient thunder, and the sky rumbled.

Pieces of people fell down, and pieces of figures turned into fly ash, crushed by the monstrous demons.

This is a bloody picture of lawlessness.

Nearly 10,000 people were killed, and the army was defeated. He was forced to retreat continuously, and no one dared to step forward to Yingfeng.

"A bunch of trash." The soul clan god son snorted coldly, came up to the sky, and went straight to Ye Chen to kill him.

But seeing nine chains of order suddenly manifested around him, each lingering with thunder, like a snake.

It was a soul lock chain, engraved with runes, and aimed at the primordial spirit. Once locked, the real body would be banned.

Whoa! Whoa!

The sound of the iron chain crashing sounded, and the Son of Soul Clan made a move.

Nine soul-locking chains were sacrificed together and shot at Ye Chen.

Seeing that it was the son of the soul clan, Ye Chen cut a bloody path with one knife and went straight to kill the god son of the soul clan.

The soul-locking chain was crushed on the spot and engulfed by the devilish aura.

The soul clan god son was attacked, he stepped back a step, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Suppress this king." The soul clan god child roared, and a beam of light shot out between his eyebrows, which was a magic weapon.

Taking a closer look, it was a cauldron, or more precisely, Ye Chen's chaotic cauldron, which was pressed by Ling Tian.

The funny thing is, Chaos Cauldron just flew halfway, and then turned back, crushing the soul clan god son to stagger.

People from all over the world wanted to laugh and use Ye Chen's cauldron to suppress Ye Chen. Have you lost your mind?

The soul clan god child vomited blood, the injury was not light, and the breath was suffocating.

Instead of water in his brain, he was kicked by a donkey.

The Chaos Cauldron had not been refined yet, so he took it to death to suppress Ye Chen, who was the owner of the Chaos Cauldron.

This time it's good, one was inattentive, and was fired with a carbine, and his flesh was crushed to pieces.

Ye Chen killed him and covered it with one palm, as heavy as a mountain.

The soul clan god child knelt on the spot, and before he could stabilize his body, his powerful body was crushed into a pool of flesh and blood.

"Save me." The god son of the soul clan escaped from his primordial spirit and did not dare to fight again, so he fled to the god son of the immortal clan.

He was scared, really scared, his eyes were full of fear.

He was a saint, and he was defeated within three moves.

The ridiculous thing is that his opponent has nothing, only the blood following the limit, so powerful that he is powerless to contend.

"The old man figured it out, that fellow ran to give away the head." Among the spectators, the average old guy began to pretend to be a magician again, with a meaningful expression on his face.

"Trash." The Demon God Son and the God Son God Son sneered, ascended to the sky from left to right, and killed together.

The two of them shared the source of the Holy Body, and their blood was as majestic as the sea, and their physical body and strength were enhanced.

It is precisely because of this that they are so arrogant that they have to slash Ye Chen with all their might, and Xue is very fond of them.

Ye Chen straddled the virtual sky, and the chaotic cauldron with its head hanging has turned into a killing sword, slashing at the son of the soul clan.

His dark eyes are dull, his shape is scary, and his combat power is even scarier.

The son of the soul clan was slashed over by a sword, the primordial spirit was shattered, almost lost his soul, and fled desperately.

"Die!" The devil's god child was full of hideous eyes, and he was the first to kill, holding the magic sword, Ling Tian cut him down.

Ye Chen did not dodge or dodge, and still attacked the son of the soul clan.

Because of his lack of defense, he was slashed by a sword from the Demon God Son. From the top of his head to the soles of his feet, a bloody gully was cut out, and he was almost slashed by the Demon God Son.

Blood splattered, and through the wound, he could still see his dark blood bones, and the scalp of the person watching was numb.

Ye Chen resisted with a sword and killed the god son of the soul clan, with his palm covered with seal script, and the sky pressed down.

The soul clan god child suddenly turned around, his eyes were full of blood, his eyes were full of madness, and the center of his eyebrows continued to shoot out divine light.

Each of the gods is wrapped with a magical instrument: a copper furnace, a killing sword, a bead, a treasure seal, one by one, like bright stars, there are hundreds of them, at the same time, hit Ye Chen .

However, although there are many magical tools, it is difficult to block Ye Chen's palm.

The sound of the treasure shattering sounded, and the fragments fell into pieces.

The protection formed by the god son of the soul clan was broken by Ye Chen with one palm, and the primordial spirit became transparent on the spot.

Ye Chen waved the Chaos Sword and cut out the galaxy.