Chapter 1600 10 Times the Combat Power

Chapter 1600 Ten times the combat power

With Ye Chen's roar, the world was also sensational.

But seeing his holy body, full of thunder, one after another thunder and lightning like a snake, blending with his holy bone and blood.

The most important thing is that his aura increased tenfold in an instant, his bloody hair fluttered and dyed with light.

On the spot, the five quasi-emperor soldiers were shaken away.

Many great sages spurted blood, and then exited.

Looking at Ye Chen again, he has stood up straight, the holy body is as tall and straight as a mountain, covered with golden light, and the body is like molten gold.

He is like the God of War in the Eight Wildernesses, his blood is so high that he is like a scorching sun.

His eyes, which have no pupils, are just two immortal wheels, making people dare not look directly, for fear of being swallowed.

The Quan Diwei revived, covering all directions, and the sky and the earth collapsed.

"Okay... what a domineering forbidden technique." The spectators hula la and fell, and their eyes were full of astonishment.

"It's ten times stronger, is Xianlunyan's forbidden method?"

"How is it possible that someone from the Immortal Clan has awakened the Celestial Burial." Daoist Zhiyang and many great saints have prominent eyes, as if they know what it is.

"My anger is so overwhelming that I need you to bear it." Ye Chen shouted violently, his voice was as if he had heard it from all ages, and more than one spectator was shaken into blood.

Seeing this, those who came to watch the show all stepped back. Rao was a great sage-level cultivator, so he didn't dare to get too close.

Ye Chenrong has the Sacred Bone of Great Accomplishment, and even opened the Celestial Burial, and his combat power has increased tenfold. If this is inadvertently missed, any nonsense may happen.

"Work together, suppress him." The only remaining great sage in Supreme City roared, sacrificed his essence, poured into the Emperor's army, and pressed against Ye Chen, wanting to kill him with one blow.

"Kill. Ye Chen roared and came with a monstrous aura, violent and bloodthirsty, punching through the heavens with one punch."

Immediately, the quasi-emperor soldiers of the Supreme City were shattered.

The only remaining great sage in the Supreme City was also attacked by terror, his fleshly body burst, and only the primordial spirit was left flying.

Ye Chen will never let him go,

A sword slashed over, and the Great Sage of the Supreme City was dissipated on the spot.

The chaotic cauldron hummed, swallowing the quasi-emperor soldiers that were shattered in the Supreme City, and even swallowed the remaining power of his primordial spirit.

This is also due to the fact that his master's cultivation is only a quasi-sage level, suppressing its level, otherwise swallowing two quasi-emperor soldiers is enough to help him kill all the way to the level of a holy king.

"Let's go together." The remaining great sages worked together to mobilize the four quasi-emperor soldiers, and each of them died.

Ye Chen didn't dodge or dodge, and he regretted with a powerful holy body.

The holy body was torn apart, and the golden holy blood was sprinkled all over the heavens.

But at this moment, he landed on Jiuxiao, and the nine paths and eight wilderness fists were combined into one, and he blew up the quasi-emperor soldiers of Taiqing Palace with one punch.

Before it was over, the quasi-emperor soldiers of the Cangling Temple and the Ascension God Dynasty could not escape either. They were kicked directly by Ye Chen with one kick.

The virtual sky is lively, one after another silhouette, one after another flying horizontally, one after another, blood flowers blooming.

Many great saints have all suffered backlash, their bodies are broken, blood is pouring out of the sky, and all kinds of blood are colorful and colorful.

"Quite... quasi-emperor level... it's nothing more than that!" The cultivator from the four directions swallowed his saliva and was shocked.

"Ten times the combat power, combined with the holy bone of the Great Completion Holy Body, the real quasi emperor may not be his opponent."

"In the quasi-holy level, this record has never been seen before or since." There were sighs and tongues all over the sky. I wonder if they would be frightened collectively if they knew that Ye Chen had also slaughtered a great emperor.

"Forgive your life, spare your life." The primordial spirits of many great sages were all fixed, but they were all running away, screaming in terror while fleeing, they were all afraid.

"Forgive me?" Ye Chen sneered, moved in one step, killed the Great Sage of Taiqing Palace, and swept his sword across.

The three great sages of Taiqing Palace vanished on the spot.

The pictures after that were very bloody. Everywhere Ye Chen went, the Great Holy Spirit fell, and no one could stop him.

The screams and wailing were all over the sky, all from the mouth of the Great Sage, and were actually beheaded by a quasi-sacred slayer.

Ye Chen has no mercy, and his unparalleled power has surpassed his limit, making him bloodthirsty.

I don't know when, the world will be quiet, except for Ye Chen in the air, there will be no one else, the real group will be destroyed.

Taoist Zhiyang was caught and held by Ye Chen.

"Forgive your life, spare your life!" Taoist Zhiyang was full of fear, begging for mercy, his whole body was cold and temperatureless.

Ye Chen didn't say a word, picked him up, and walked straight to the side.

Behind him, the sky was full of blood mist, the earth was dyed red, and the radius was only ten thousand feet, but eighteen great saints were buried.

The audience members did not move for a long time, and their faces were very pale.

After three or five seconds, the people present came to Shen'er, and they wanted to follow Ye Chen to watch the play, but they couldn't catch up.

Helpless, the figures of the tide had to retreat, each of them looked shocked, and their mouths were full of tongues.

"Thank you for not intervening rashly before." Fang Xutian, a figure manifested, it was the old old man who was fishing before, with his hands in his hands, full of sighs.

Ye Chen's strength is far above him. Even his quasi-emperor level, he has to avoid the edge for the time being against the nineteen great sage-level and six quasi-emperor weapons.

But Ye Chen did it. For this alone, Ye Chen was stronger than him, and if he intervened rashly, most of them would be destroyed.

Soon, the news here spread all over the place.

Zhongzhou shook, Xuanhuang was boiling, and the record of the eighteen great saints and the Eucharist refreshed the time when all tribes wanted.

The night was dark and windy, and darkness enveloped Zhongzhou.

Ye Chen carried Zhiyang and came to a mountain.

In the depths of the mountains, there is a hidden barrier, covering a hidden family, if it is not fairy eyes, it will not be seen.

Zhiyang's color has changed, and there is no blood on his face.

Because this hidden family is his family, and Ye Chen's purpose here is extremely obvious.

Facts also proved that Ye Chen did not come here to play in the mountains and waters, he had swung his sword and slashed towards the barrier.

With the support of holy bones and the combat power of the stone tablet, his sword at the peak directly cut through the barrier, revealing the family.

"Who?" Angrily shouted, and a dozen figures rushed out from all directions, all of them were holy kings without exception.

Of course, when they saw Ye Chen and Zhiyang that Ye Chen was carrying, their expressions changed instantly, and their faces were pale.

At this moment, Ye Chen swung his sword, and the sword was unparalleled, and the three holy kings were wiped out on the spot.

"It's all my fault, nothing to do with them." Zhiyang roared, as if going mad, his voice shook the world.

"Since there is no end to death, why should I leave a calamity behind?" Ye Chen let out a light voice, put Zhiyang down, cast a secret method, and imprisoned him in the virtual sky.

Ye Chen's words, cold and majestic, resounded through the sky.

His sword was also cold. Wherever he passed, there was a pool of blood, and every life was slaughtered by him.

Of course, he has no mercy, and he has a huge blood debt, so he doesn't have to keep his hands. These days are all disasters.

At this moment, he is like a demon, a demon without humanity, lost his mind, and some are just killing.

His robes, stained with blood, seem to be Shura from hell, harvesting one life after another.

It was originally a fairyland, but because of his slaughter, it became bloody, like a bloody hell.

"Ye Chen..." Zhiyang roared, struggling frantically, his eyes protruding and covered with bloodshots.

"You must know that all your clansmen died because of you."

"Ancestor, it's all your fault, it's all your fault." There were roars in the world, but the people of the Zhiyang family, hysterically roaring before dying.

"Ah..." Zhiyang roared, his body burst and his eyes burst, unable to withstand the blow,

Those, all of his clansmen, fell in a pool of blood one by one, and they all died because of him.

The screams were annihilated, and Ye Chen came back with the killing sword, blood dripping from the sword body.

The Zhiyang family was wiped out, and no one survived.

As he said before, the nine clans were really destroyed.

The blood dyed this mountain red, a real sea of ​​corpses and blood. Such a scene made people tremble.

"Ru, does your heart hurt?" Ye Chen stood quietly in front of Zhiyang, his bloody eyes, surprisingly calm.

what.....!

Zhiyang roared in the sky, followed by a frantic laugh.

It can be seen that his old eyes are full of blood and tears.

He regretted it, and regretted whether he should be proud of himself and provoked Ye Chen over and over again, so that he ended up in such a situation that he affected the family and was directly destroyed.

He is a sinner, and even if he is dead, he has no face to face his family, and he has no words to face the ancestors of his family.

"It really destroyed the nine clans!" The monks who were attracted by passive silence gathered a lot, sighing constantly.

"The way of heaven has reincarnation, who will the heaven forgive?"

"This is retribution, bloody retribution." No one showed mercy, such a blood calamity was all brought by Zhiyang himself. Whoever provokes it is not good, but he wants to provoke Ye Chen.

Ye Chen raised his hand, mentioned Zhiyang again, and disappeared into the dark night, bloodstains one step at a time, which was very dazzling.

"Fengxian, it's your turn." In the dark night, these words echoed infinitely, "Even if you go to the ends of the earth, you will still be unable to escape the blood calamity under the mountains."