Chapter 1817 Cannibalism

Chapter 1817 Cannibalism

The starry sky is vast, and the mournful screams are endless.

Looking away, there is a stone platform in the starry sky, with a radius of 80,000 feet. On the stone platform, there is a copper column standing every one meter, and on each copper column, a person is locked for repair. The hair is disheveled, the shape of the bones is erect, and the blood is dripping, like a prisoner, and as humble as an ant.

Looking around the stone platform, Qiong Qi stood with a spear in hand.

Those who cultivated were all caught by them, swallowed their essence, abolished their cultivation, cut off their tendons and hamstrings, and brutally tortured them. The purpose was to force Chen Ye to show up.

The picture was bloody, nearly 100,000 people repaired it, and the flowing blood dyed the 80,000-zhang stone platform red, which was shocking.

"If you kill a hundred people, you can survive." Qiong Qi smiled, his fangs glowed with light, and put a killing sword into the hands of each Xiu, and then pushed it onto the stone platform.

It was a young monk, ragged, staggering, pale and bloodless, dragging his crippled body, and walking to a copper pillar, an old monk was chained to it, already white-haired, bloody, no human form. .

The white-haired old monk raised his head with difficulty, his old eyes were cloudy, but he only smiled kindly, "Come on child, kill me."

"Senior, I'm sorry, I want to live." The young cultivator burst into tears, his voice was hoarse, and he couldn't cry. He held the sword in both hands, raised it tremblingly, and slashed down.

The blood splashed, and the head of the white-haired old cultivator rolled off. He was a cripple. The young cultivator took a sword and sent him directly to Huangquan. The ups and downs of his life turned into dust.

"If you want to live, keep killing." Qiong Qi showed his white teeth and licked his scarlet tongue, his eyes full of terrifying horror.

"Ah..." The young cultivator roared, seemingly having a mental breakdown, falling into madness, holding the killing sword and slashing left and right all the way. Zun, fellow students, relatives and brothers, but in order to survive, he had to wave the butcher's knife in his hand.

"The taste of blood is really wonderful." He was full of curiosity, laughing playfully, and sucking it comfortably, which he enjoyed very much.

"Interesting." In a huge jade chariot, there was a young man in a python robe lying reclining, the corner of his mouth was slightly raised, and he turned his fingers leisurely, watching with great interest, a pair of purple eyes, shining with a strange light, making people dare not dare Look directly at it.

He is the ninth prince of the Qiongqi clan, an absolute royal bloodline, his status is extremely noble, but he is also extremely cruel.

on the jade carriage,

Most of them were naked men and women who were ravaged to death by the ninth prince Qiongqi.

This is the world of the strong, the weak deserve to be bullied, cruel laws, bloody, dark without light.

On the stone platform, the young cultivator had already killed a hundred people, his hands were stained with the blood of his fellow clan, and he was crawling on the ground like a dog, weeping loudly, only to be able to leave alive.

"Come on, learn to bark." A Qiongqi stepped on the back of the young monk, laughing unscrupulously, tyrannically and bloodthirsty.

The young monk's face was full of tears of humiliation, but he still forced a smile, and a barking dog barked resounded through the starry sky.

Qiongqi laughed again, unscrupulously, "Go away, ants."

The young cultivator is like being granted amnesty, he is really a dog, no longer standing like a human, but crawling away from the stone platform.

"The next one." Qiong Qi pointed away again, clicked on an older cultivator, and said with a smile, "If you kill someone, you can live."

With blood and tears, the old cultivator held the killing sword, took trembling steps, walked up to the stone platform, and swung the killing sword at his fellow clan. Every time, he was splattered with blood. is bloody.

People Xiu was wailing, and Qiong Qi was laughing. In their eyes, this scene of cannibalism was really pleasing to the eye.

Hell, here is hell, stained with the blood of ants, headed with demons, with a ferocious face that makes people tremble.

"It's boring." The ninth prince of Qiongqi held his cheek with one hand, and fell into a slumber after listening to Ren Xiu's screams, with a strong prehistoric atmosphere, intertwined and outlined.

"Prince, will that dusty night come?" The old Qiongqi on the side glanced at the starry sky and looked at the ninth prince of Qiongqi.

"It doesn't matter whether he comes or not. The important thing is that my prehistoric clan can use this as an excuse to fight against the heavens again." The corner of Prince Qiongqi's mouth raised a playful arc.

"So that's the case, I'll wait... eh?" The old poor man stopped before he finished speaking, and turned his head slightly, looking towards one side.

The thumping and roaring sounded, trembling and shaking, slowly and rhythmically. After listening carefully, I realized that it was the sound of people walking. Perhaps the body was as heavy as a mountain, so that every time the sole of the foot fell, the starry sky would rumble.

Ye Chen appeared, stepped into the air, golden light all over his body, his holy body was cast like gold, wrapped in a monstrous evil spirit, and from a distance, it was like a dazzling sun.

His arrival made Qiong Qi's eyes gleam, as if he could smell Ye Chen's blood, which was extremely pure.

"With such an aura, you are not a nameless person." Prince Qiongqi opened his eyes, still lying on his back with a look of interest.

"My name: Chen Ye." Ye Chen's words were flat.

"He is Chen Ye?" The cultivators raised their heads one after another.

"It's you, it's all because of you." Many people Xiu roared, their eyes were red, the blue veins on their foreheads were exposed, they looked at Ye Chen with hatred, and roared wildly, "If it wasn't for your wanton killing, how could my Xiu end up? That's how it ends."

"Fuck him." The Kui Niu in the copper stove jumped three feet high, became violent, and almost rushed out.

"It's really chilling." Li Changsheng couldn't help but scold. Ye Chen was seeking justice for others, and he never wanted to lose such a reputation. It really made people angry and felt sorry for Ye Chen.

Ye Chen was silent, without a word, his eyes were calm and unwavering.

From the day he set foot on Taoism, he was ready to bear the infamy. This bloody journey will be more cruel than he imagined, cruel to the point that his heart is colder than ice.

"It's all your fault, and it's all your fault." Ren Xiu was still scolding, and the roars became one, and the sound shook the stars.

"Chen Ye, your people in the heavens don't seem to like seeing you very much!" The ninth prince Qiongqi smiled and kept his tongue. "It's really sad, and this king feels sorry for you."

"I'm here, let someone repair." Ye Chen said lightly.

"Saint realm, with three quasi-emperor soldiers, no wonder he has the capital to slaughter the great sage." The nine princes of Qiongqi stood up, full of sighs, the royal blood of the Qiongqi family has a high vision, and with just one glance, he looked through Ye Chen secret.

"Let go." Ye Chen spoke slowly, still saying that.

"A group of trash will die. This king really likes blood flowers." The ninth prince of Qiongqi grinned and said, he raised his hand at will, flicked a ray of divine light, hit one Xiu, and that person Xiu burst on the spot. , turned into a gorgeous blood flower.

"My cultivator, what's the fear of death?" Not all of the people who were locked up were insulting Ye Chen, but more stern and indulgent laughter. From the moment they were caught, they knew their fate. I have seen it long ago, and I am not afraid of death.

"I don't blame you for waiting, I am not alone."

"Go, go as far as you can, and come back when your cultivation base is complete, and destroy his Qiongqi Nine Clan." An old cultivator roared, exhausting his last strength, howling heartily.

"Noisy." Ninth Prince Qiongqi twisted his neck comfortably, and waved his hand at will, "Tell them to shut up."

Under the order, Qiong Qi, who was guarding around the stone platform, showed their white teeth one after another, raised a bloody butcher knife, and slashed at the people.

Ye Chen didn't say a word, held the battle ge, and went straight to the ninth prince of Qiongqi. This is a blood debt that he needs to repay from the Qiongqi family.

"Catch this king alive." The nine princes of Qiongqi laughed mischievously, then sat back in the jade carriage, reclining on the couch, very leisurely.

When the words fell, the starry sky rumbled, and Qiangqi mobilized the chariot, incarnated the body, and slammed the sky and covered the sky, like a dark ocean.

Their eyes are blood-colored, full of greed, and their breath is tyrannical and bloodthirsty, like terrifying demons.

Nearly 10,000 Qiong Qi collectively attacked and killed, what a spectacular scene, just the prehistoric atmosphere, the space of the starry sky burst inch by inch, and the powerful bloodline subverted the laws that should exist.

"Whoever stops me will die!" Ye Chen hissed, the war spear used as a stick, swept away with one stick, and rushed to kill Qiang Qi in front of him, he was swept away piece by piece, even the screams were saved, and his body and spirit were instantly annihilated.

"Suppress me." A great sage, Qiongqi, came to the sky, with the Qiankun Seal in his left palm and the Yin-Yang Formation in his right hand. Ye Chen was killed with one blow.

"Go away." Ye Chen shouted coldly, the Nine Paths and Eight Desolation Fists attacked against the sky, knocked him out with one punch, flipped his hand with a stick, blew the head of the great sage Qiongqi, and even his soul was destroyed.

"Destroy." The second great sage killed him, pointed at the divine light, and attacked Ye Chen's eyebrows directly, targeting his real body.

Ye Chen shrank into an inch in one step, dodged the finger light, and instantly killed the great sage Qiongqi. He returned his nine gods, severely damaged his primordial spirit, and gave him another spear.

The dignified sage Qiongqi was so fragile that he was nailed to the starry sky with a spear, his body burst, blood poured down like rain,

The third great sage, Qiongqi, was the most tragic. He was beaten back before he even brought out the magic weapon of his life. The sea of ​​**** collapsed suddenly, affecting the real body of the primordial spirit, and his soul disappeared in an instant.

In less than ten rounds, Ye Chen killed three great saints in a row, not to mention the locked man Xiu, even the poor people were shocked.

"Sacrificing the great formation, ban him." The fourth great sage, Qiongqi, was smart enough to dare not step forward to Yingfeng, and ordered the formation. Just seal Ye Chen, and the rest will be easy.

The recovery of many great formations, led by the Holy King, banned the universe, sealed the law, and this vast starry sky was immediately bound.

Of course, the ideal is beautiful, but the reality is extremely nonsense. Although the seal is out, it is like a decoration in front of Ye Chen.

Taixu Shenxing is superb, and has been evolved to the peak by Ye Chen, specializing in the banning formation, the shackles of Qiongqi, directly ignoring, and vertically and horizontally above the formation pattern, as if entering a realm of no one.