Chapter 1636 God of War at the End of the Day

Chapter 1636 The God of War in the Doomsday

The war resumed, and the rumbling sound was like thunder, shaking Jiuxiao.

One side is the ancestor of the four clans, the genuine quasi emperor, who bears a lineage of inheritance, and is a giant of the one side.

On the one hand, it is the ancient Eucharist, but in fact it is a mortal. He borrowed the power of the ancestors of the Eucharist, but he was full of rage.

The battle was tragic, with a single blow and a rain of blood.

The blood-colored sky collapsed in pieces, and visions of annihilation occurred frequently. The stars were dying, and the scorching sun had lost its light.

Everyone looked up, including the spectators, including the army of the four tribes, including the monks in the heaven and the earth.

One person singled out four quasi emperors, what a grand scene.

The vast sky was covered by the devil and the sea of ​​blood.

The four quasi-emperors were ferocious like demons, bathed in this holy blood, and the ancient holy body of Ye Chenhuang, who was beaten again and again, cracked.

Ye Chen is strong and domineering, only attacking but not defending, only killing but not defending.

In the same way, he was also bathed in the blood of the four quasi emperors, like a god of war, and like a madman, attacking at any cost.

His fighting spirit is invincible, and the suffocation of the emperor is fully displayed.

The color of the four quasi-emperors changed, and I don't know where Ye Chen's evil spirit came from. This can only be truly possessed by fighting the emperor.

Ye Chen's battle situation was far beyond their imagination. The supreme attack was devastating.

This is also a blessing in the heavens and the world. If the four of them are placed in Da Chu, they may not be able to withstand even a single blow from Ye Chen.

Having fought with the emperor and slaughtered the great emperor is the highest honor, it is the highest understanding, he has touched the peak of the aisle, even if he is a quasi-emperor, it is embarrassing to break the mystery.

He no longer knew the pain, the deadline was approaching, and the last battle had already been seen through, and it was going to end in glory.

His mood changed again, and there was a hint of mysterious power in the attack, and one punch almost knocked Zhundi out.

"What kind of freak is he?" The four quasi emperors gritted their teeth, their faces twisted and terrifying.

The tenacity of Ye Chen's vitality,

It made them want to go mad, and the four-on-one team was beaten so miserably.

"This... how is this possible." The four clan monks' eyes were prominent, and their pupils were also constricted, their eyes filled with disbelief.

That's the quasi-god! There were still four, but they lost to Ye Chen alone. Not only could they not be suppressed, but they were beaten miserably.

"The record of the Holy Body should be the best in the past and present." The Quartet continued to scream in astonishment, and his heart skipped a beat.

"The unparalleled hero." Too many female cultivators looked at them with ripples that fit perfectly with the heroes in their minds.

"One pick four still has the upper hand. The prestige of the ancient sacred body is not a false rumor." The old man fishing sighed.

"Ye Chen, even if you die, do you still have to bear it alone?" The 50 million cultivators in Heaven were watching with tears streaming down their faces.

"Looking at him, I can't help but recall an unyielding back." Tian Zhu's eyes were filled with nostalgia.

"God of War Xingtian." Di Mie smiled with vicissitudes, as if remembering something ancient, and his old eyes were still a little dazed.

"It's the same God of War, but also the same God of War." Tian Zhu couldn't help sighing, and slowly closed his eyes.

When he finished his words, he saw a bloody figure fall into the virtual sky, smashing the bloody earth into a deep pit.

After that, three figures fell one after another, blood splashed all over the sky, and the ground was turbulent, cracking inch by inch.

A four-on-one lineup, with four quasi emperors, was a complete defeat.

Ye Chen was also severely injured. The powerful holy body was extremely crippled, with countless scars, exposed bones and bones, stained with holy blood, and every blood-colored gully was shocking.

The halberd was blood-stained, and the divine cauldron was buzzing, all like him, with a monstrous aura, and the three also went crazy.

"Fengxian, take your life." Ye Chen roared like thunder, holding the halberd, dragging his bloody body, and killing Feng Xian'er, to kill this enemy before he died.

"Stop...stop him, give it to me, stop him." Feng Xian hissed, not only retreating for the first time.

The three clans all retreated, and only the great sage of the Phoenix clan stepped forward, and there were dozens of them, all of them hanging on their heads to kill life.

"Whoever blocks me will die." Ye Chen killed him, and the great sage who was at the forefront was slapped down with a palm, and the screams were saved.

The rest of the great saints burned their essence, and they were very close to activating the magic weapon.

The divine cauldron trembled and became as huge as a mountain, the cauldron stood on the ground, collided all the way, and the great holy soldier was hit and shattered.

Ye Chen entered the enemy's line, and there were no tricks to speak of. The halberd was raised, the halberd fell, and a great sage bleed into the sky.

A bloody road was killed, and he rushed into the virtual sky where Feng Xian was, and the blockers were completely silent.

"Ancestor, save me." Feng Xian screamed in horror, calling out to the Phoenix and also to the ancestor of the Phoenix Clan.

"Blood and blood." Ye Chen raised the blood-stained halberd.

It was a strike of Tyrant Jue, blending thousands of secret techniques, enough to split the world, and it was his peak attack.

When this halberd falls, the grievances and grievances between him and Feng Xian for a hundred years will truly come to an end, and dust will return to dust.

The virtual sky burst and turned into a place of chaos.

Of course, before the halberd really fell, a dead fairy light shot from the oblique side, carrying a mighty force that destroyed the sky and the earth, all the way through the virtual sky.

That was the immortal light swept out by the imperial weapon. The ancestor of the Phoenix clan moved the emperor's soldiers and urged the phoenix mirror that destroyed the sky and the earth.

puff!

The holy blood splattered immediately, Ye Chen was pierced through the holy body by a blow, fell into the virtual sky, and the earth was smashed and turbulent.

The Chaos Cauldron hummed, and it was difficult to block the imperial weapon, the divine light was annihilated, and the blood-stained halberd flew out horizontally and slanted into the ground.

"Suppress me." The demon ancestor who had been defeated earlier also climbed to the virtual sky, and moved the demon dzi, the imperial weapon of the demon clan, and the laws of the emperor danced, and Ling Tian pressed against Ye Chen.

"Die!" The ancestor of the demon clan was ferocious and furious, and resuscitated the demon clan emperor's treasure town Tianhu. The emperor's power suddenly appeared, the sky and the ground were broken, and he was urged to cover Ye Chen.

"Slay." The ancestors of the Protoss shouted angrily, pouring mana into the Divine Sword of the Emperor's Artifact, revitalizing the Emperor's military power.

Ye Chenfang got up, and was staggered by the three emperors' soldiers. The powerful holy bones broke one by one.

Unyielding, he sacrificed his blood to the source of the Holy Body, and he straightened his waist abruptly, his blood was billowing, and the sky was surging.

"Kill." With a roar from his soul, he rushed to the sky, knocked over the Heavenly Divine Sword with one punch, flipped his hand, and lifted the Zhentian Pot, the Demon Clan's Imperial Item, the Demon Dzi Bead, as well. He was kicked and kicked into the sky.

This picture is lawless, and the monks in the four directions see it as petrified.

That's the Imperial Soldier! Those are the four supreme warriors!

The emperor's life-changing instruments are all made of immortal iron, and the Dao of the emperor is integrated. Who dares to regret it under the emperor.

However, Ye Chen did it, and regretted the emperor's soldiers with his bare hands.

The three-party virtual sky was rumbling, and it was crushed by the emperor's weapon that flew out. Even the emperor's light also dimmed a lot.

But there was still an imperial weapon buzzing. It was the phoenix mirror of the phoenix clan, which swept out the fairy light and penetrated Ye Chen for the second time.

Ye Chen fell into the void again, and holy blood swept the sky.

This time, his form changed, the holy pattern between the eyebrows slowly dissipated, the blood-stained black hair turned into snow white in strands, and the golden eyes also lost their light.

The death energy was surging, annihilating the holy body fairy light, he became old, the monk's breath suddenly disappeared, and he became a mortal again.

"Catch the live ones, give me the live ones." Seeing that Ye Chen's fighting power disappeared, the Fengxian behind him was roaring like a mad dog, and he didn't look like a princess at all.

"Catch the live ones, catch the live ones for me." The ancestors of the four clans were also roaring, hair disheveled like a demon.

Today, the four clans lost all face, all because of Ye Chen.

Even if he is about to die, they will not let him go. They will nail him to the stone pillar and cut him with thousands of swords, so as to dispel hatred.

The army of the four tribes surrounded them from all directions, but they all approached cautiously, because they were too afraid of Ye Chen.

Under everyone's attention, the old Ye Chen stood up with difficulty, and staggered to his feet. His old eyes were cloudy and chaotic, without any vision or light.

The last battle of Huiguang Huizhao is finally coming to an end.

In the howling wind, he was shaky, and with his only remaining hand, he raised the battle flag of Da Chu high.

The yellow sand is flying, the battle flag is fierce, he is like an old monument, and he will stand until the end of his life.

This piece of world, at this moment, turned into tranquility.

Everyone is looking at Ye Chen, his deadline is up.

"Chu Xuan, Chu Ling, I missed you all." Ye Chen's lips trembled, his words were hoarse to the point of silence, his tired and blind eyes seemed to be able to see those two beautiful figures.

"Old Seven." Kui Niu and the others roared, trying to rush over, but they were tightly bound by the fishing old man, unable to move.

Why!

Heaven and Earth also sighed, turned his head, and couldn't bear to look any more.

what.....!

The cultivators of the Heavenly Court roared, and the number was dazzled by blood and tears, and they all slammed into the sky barrier in a frenzy.

Why!

There are many voices of regret between heaven and earth, and it is full of sadness.

A doomsday god of war has finally come to the end of his life, and will turn into historical dust in the years.

What he left to the world is only a myth known as a legend, which has been passed down from generation to generation by future generations.

boom!

In the silence, a rumbling sound suddenly sounded.

The sound was so loud that it shook the heavens and the world into turmoil.

An aura called Da Chu spreads infinitely across the heavens.