The First Thousand Seven Hundred and Ninety-Three Chapters

Chapter 1793 The elder protects the way

The night in Da Chu is quiet and peaceful, and all sounds are silent.

The bright moonlight and the dazzling stars have cast a splendid coat on this great mountain and river, like a fairyland.

However, the tranquility of the night was shattered by a rumbling sound, which disturbed the Quartet. Too many people got up and looked up at the sky.

"Where did the bang come from?" Xiong Er stood, full of doubts.

"Could it be a great family? To tear up the... truce agreement?"

"There is a feeling of heart palpitations." Xie Yun leaned on a cane, his face was pale, and there was blood overflowing from the corners of his mouth. He fought against the prince of the prehistoric clan, and his injuries have not yet healed.

"Wait, what do you think?" At Tianxuanmen, Donghuang Taixin looked up at nothingness, whispered in a faint voice, and frowned slightly.

"I can't find the source of the boom." Chu Ling also looked up and said, "It must be from another domain."

"Even if there is a war, this movement is a bit too big!" Tian Lao frowned, "It came across the plane."

"It can be calculated." Emperor Yan glanced at the king beside him.

"It's a little strange." The king held a Jiugong gossip plate, holding it in one hand, calculating with the other, frowning slightly, "There is a very familiar opportunity, I don't know who it is."

"There are more and more strange things today." The old man stroked his beard, "The son of the earth has not heard from him so far."

"The prehistoric clan is on the verge of making a move again, and I can smell the blood." The King of War snorted coldly.

With the words of the King of War, all the quasi emperors were silent, each frowning.

Since the immortal and demon war ended, and then the Great Desolate Clan was unblocked, too many things were out of control, and the smoke of gunpowder filled the sky.

The rumbling sound continued, even with the cultivation base of the quasi emperors, there were some heart palpitations, and they always felt that there was an unknown catastrophe lurking.

That boom, which was passed down from the spiritual realm, was the fluctuation of the battle between the emperor's body and Ye Chen, and the entire spiritual realm was in turmoil.

Looking from a distance, there is nothing in the sky, dark clouds are covered with lightning and thunder, and it has become a chaotic place, and no one will step into it rashly.

A silent vision,

Covering the sky and covering the earth, it is like the end.

Ye Chen was covered in blood, and his domineering state couldn't support consumption.

But his attack is still unparalleled, like a god of war in the Eight Wildernesses, with a monstrous fighting spirit, once pressing the emperor's body to fight.

The great emperor has been slaughtered twice, and he will not be afraid of a half emperor.

The emperor's body attack is also terrible, although he has no supernatural powers, he destroys the sky and destroys the earth.

It was another battle between the Great Emperor and the Holy Body. Ye Chen, who was beaten by the Emperor again and again, bleeds, but was also beaten by Ye Chen again and again.

It was really an epic conquest, and the Quan Emperors from all directions were terrified.

"His existence makes me seem to see a young emperor." Bai Zhi whispered, "Just like the master back then."

"It's really embarrassing to live with him forever." Ming Jue sighed, and the emperor's disciple lowered his arrogant head.

"Ye Chen, you want to win." Chu Linger clenched her hands tightly, full of water mist, and dared not look away, for fear that if she didn't look for a moment, she would never see Ye Chen again. It would be too painful to part with her.

For a few moments, she hoped that Ye Chen was not an unparalleled hero, but more hoped that he was an ordinary person, and the so-called world disputes were handled by the strong.

However, he is the Holy Body, the desolate Holy Body standing shoulder to shoulder with the emperor, destined to fight for the common people until he falls down in the years.

I don't know when, she feels more and more that her courage has become smaller, she can't see the slightest storm, and she is even more afraid of blood.

It turned out that it was not that she was timid, but that she was going to be a mother, and the child in her womb would also be born in this troubled world.

"Someone fell." When she was in a trance, someone shouted, and everyone's eyes were fixed on the sky.

It was a bloody figure, and the human figure was no longer there. In the fall, the whole body of fairy light was gradually dimmed.

Yes, it's Ye Chen. I don't know how many times he was shot down into the sky.

After all, he is not the Holy Body of Great Accomplishment. He only has five imperial artifacts and a small amount of blood from the emperor. He has no foundation to support.

The faces of the people from all directions turned pale instantly, and Ye Chen was defeated.

This defeat is not to say that the ancient body is not as good as the body of the emperor, but because Ye Chen's realm is too weak, it is difficult to fight against the sky.

The Heavenly Demon Emperor's body came down, and although Ye Chen was knocked down into the sky, his body was also broken, and the dark emperor's bones were exposed.

"If you don't leave at this time, when will you wait?" The roar sounded, and a figure rushed to the virtual sky, which was the ancestor of the crane.

In no particular order, it is the ancestor of Qingluan, who wants to block the body of the Emperor of Heaven for Ye Chen and buy him precious time.

Not only the two of them, but also many senior quasi emperors who are approaching their deadlines. They burned their essence and lifespan in exchange for their peak combat power. Regardless of life or death, this will be their last battle.

Although they knew there was no way back, even though they knew it was a suicidal charge, none of the older generation flinched, and they always fought for a bright future for future generations.

The Heavenly Demon Emperor raised his hand, reached the sky with a palm, and pressed down on the sky.

That palm, covering the sky huge, fell all the way, crushed the sky, crushed the space, it was really a palm that destroyed the world.

"Kill." Ancestor Xianhe roared, and he was the first to rush up, hitting the most peak blow since cultivation.

"Kill." One respected the old Zhundi, one after another rushed into the sky, each hitting the strongest blow in his life.

It's just that the palm of the emperor's body is too strong, with the power of destroying the world, a Zun Emperor was wiped out, and Yu Xutian died.

"Kill." More people soared into the sky, many of them at the great saint level, and blew their bodies just to block that palm.

One after another, the blood flowers are gorgeous, blooming in the vast sky.

Before dying, they would look back at their younger generation.

They laughed tiredly, this journey against the sky is about to come to an end, there are too many vicissitudes in the past, and the road is endless.

This death should be a clear conscience, and the curtain of sublimation is very near, and the life of cultivating Taoism is buried in the glorious years.

"Old Ancestor." All the younger generation cried, weeping hard, and spent their whole life for the family, but they couldn't even euthanize, and they were fighting to death, just to fight for the future.

On the ground, Ye Chen staggered to his feet and looked at the bloody sky, his eyes were bloodshot, and his pupils were bloodshot.

The scene today is very similar to that of 300 years ago.

Back then, in order to protect him and fight against the emperor, countless younger generations and countless ancestors were willing to smash their bodies to pieces for him.

Tonight, it's still the same, in order to buy him time to recover, the quasi-emperor of the older generation sacrificed his life and died generously.

"Strength, who gave me strength." Ye Chen's teeth were shattered, his fists were dipped in blood, and he was roaring in his heart.

He can't lose. Once he loses, no one in Lingyu can live.

Then there will be the heavens, there will be a catastrophe, and his relatives, brothers and lovers will all die tragically under the iron hooves of the devil.

In an instant, the five emperor soldiers trembled in unison, and the emperor's prestige reappeared.

Their combination aroused the hidden power in Ye Chen's body.

The sacred bone of Bayuan blooms with divine light; the origin of Chen Zhan is turbulent and rolling; the divine treasure of Emperor Huang, outlines the brand of the avenue.

In the history of All Heavens and Ten Thousand Domains, the three most amazing Holy Saints were fused together in Ye Chen's body, the first time they were perfectly assembled.

A mysterious force intertwined and contributed to Ye Chen.

Ye Chen's scars all over his body healed in an instant, and the dim light of the whole body once again bloomed with dazzling splendor, like the sun.

The power of domineering gave him a strong confidence, that is, to fight against the flawless emperor, I am invincible.

"Zhan." With a roar, he was like a rainbow, straight into the sky, his golden fist clenched, and he slammed into the emperor's body.

In this punch, thousands of secret techniques, the source of the Holy Body, and the power of reincarnation are combined, and the supreme Tao is evolved in the palm of your hand.

The emperor's body was smashed with a palm, and even he stepped back.

A quasi emperor fell, but Ye Chen rushed into nothingness, smashing half of the emperor's body with one punch, and he was unparalleled.