Chapter 1819 Shangshan

Chapter 1819 Shang Shan

The six quasi emperors went to war, and the rumblings rang out. The scene was so vast that the starry sky trembled. The nearby stars and meteorites shattered one by one, turned into fly ash, and annihilated in the star field.

This starry sky has become a chaotic place, the visions of annihilation are intertwined, outline the visions of destruction, and the law of the quasi-emperor is vertical and horizontal.

The gold and silver quasi emperors have all transformed into their bodies. They are really not ordinary in size, and their eyes are like wine jars, galloping in the starry sky.

It can be seen that the two-to-one lineup, Yama of the Fourth Hall, has the absolute upper hand.

It is also a loss that the four of them are the emperor's way to the underworld. If the deity is at the peak, there is no need for two-on-one, and the opponent can be kicked to death by fighting alone.

This is also the reason why Ye Chen... summoned the four Yamas. This is the human world, not the underworld.

Emperor Daotongming limited Yama's combat power, and they were not at their peak. What he wanted was absolute suppression of combat power, and he had to take into account Yama's safety. A two-to-one lineup was the most suitable.

The six quasi emperors are fighting in full swing, but the other Qiongqi are retreating, protecting the ninth prince of Qiongqi, and fleeing in embarrassment.

On weekdays, all the arrogant people are coaxing, but when it comes to the critical moment, all of them are cowardly, and all of them run fast.

"Can you go?" Ye Chen chased with the war ge, the golden light shone, the suffocating aura, the sound of shouting shook the sky, and the speed was as fast as thunder, once caught up, he didn't say a word, he swung his spear and hit it, and it became a film. Qiongqi turned into blood mist.

"Kill, kill this king." The ninth prince Qiongqi roared, standing on the jade carriage, roaring frantically, like a mad dog.

It's just that his order doesn't seem to work at this moment. Although there are many Qiongqi, no one dares to step forward to Yingfeng.

Ye Chen is too strong, and the three quasi-emperor soldiers help in the battle, and the great sage is far from being an opponent. Such unparalleled ruthless people, unless they are quasi-emperor level, whoever dares to hard steel will only go up to find joy.

It is a pity that their two quasi emperors are being besieged by four quasi emperors.

Therefore, they can only escape, and they have to escape with their lives, otherwise, once they are caught up, the consequences will be extremely sour.

While speaking, Ye Chen caught up again, a holy king Qiongqi incarnated into the body, but it was useless. Ye Chen stepped on it and turned it into a muddy flesh.

Other poor and strange,

No tricks were made, and they continued to escape. Gods such as Ye Chen were not something they could compete with.

"Escape to the ends of the earth and I will punish you the same way." Ye Chen swept across with a spear, his golden eyes staring at the ninth prince.

The tragic situation of the previous people's repair is vivid in my eyes, forcing them to kill each other, the bloody scene is shocking, it is a blood debt that needs to be repaid by the nine princes.

"Come on! Come and kill me!" The ninth prince of Qiongqi grinned, even though he was being chased and killed, he was still hard-hearted and full of hideous eyes.

"You will be punished." Ye Chen shouted angrily, shrinking into an inch in one step, entering the Qiong Qi army, maneuvering the war fighters, and dancing recklessly.

His tricks are incoherent, and the whole is in a mess. With the help of Quan Diwei, he blesses Chaos Dao, and integrates blood power. One stick is more domineering than the other, and the blood mist is connected into one piece.

A bloody road leading to the ninth prince of Qiongqi was killed by life, and the Qiongqi who rushed at him, no one could stop him.

The ninth prince Qiongqi was frightened, and stepped back on the jade carriage, smelling the breath of death, Ye Chen made people tremble strongly.

"Fast, speed up." He also persuaded, hissed and roared, urging Qiong Qi to drive the jade carriage, for fear that Ye Chen would catch up with him if he ran too slowly. That killing god is too terrifying.

Qiongqi's speed has increased sharply, and Ye Chen's speed is not covered. Like a ghost, it follows him like a shadow, and he can't get rid of it.

They had no intention of fighting, but Ye Chen was different. He chased and fought all the way, killed all the way and destroyed them. He was really a god of killing.

This is really an excellent irony. The dignified and desolate family, nearly ten thousand poor people, there are many holy kings and great sages, but they are chased by a sage and flee, which makes people feel embarrassed.

The vast starry sky, because of their pursuit and escape, became extremely lively, accompanied by blood and bones along the way, but also accompanied by rumbling.

With such a big movement, it is difficult not to attract the attention of the Quartet. The fleeing cultivators encountered on the road, the scattered cultivators in the world, and the great powers of the nearby stars, gathered in pieces, and the darkness was like an ocean.

When they saw this picture, they were all stunned for a moment, their eyes were straight, and their expressions were wonderful enough to say it was unbelievable.

"I... I read that right!" A young cultivator opened his mouth, "Nearly 10,000 Qiongqi were chased and killed by a saint?"

"What is the origin of that white-haired youth wearing a mask! Do you want to hang like this?" Too many people swallowed their saliva.

"The true face and bloodline are covered with a secret method, which is worthy of breaking the origin." An old man in a white robe frowned, "Which family is outstanding."

"Shouldn't it be Chen Ye!" a female cultivator whispered, looking at her beautiful eyes, beautiful! All heroes.

However, her words made the monks from all over the world look at each other, as if they all found the answer in the eyes of the other party.

In these days, the most famous, isn't it Chen Ye? No one knows his identity, but he specializes in the great clan, and dares to chase and kill Qiongqi so unscrupulously. In the whole world, maybe only he can do it, and it must be him.

Looking at it, the cultivators in the four directions were all excited, and whether it was Chen Ye or not, they believed that it was him, and no one questioned.

"Go and take a look." The white-robed old man was the first to set off, chasing after Ye Chen's side, and his old heart was also very excited.

Behind him, people repaired one after another, smiling really happily.

What's more, the memory spar has been taken out, and the picture is to be branded so that it can be burned to the compatriots who were slaughtered by Qiongqi, and let them see how miserable Qiongqi was being chased and killed.

More and more people Xiu came, either in groups of three or five, to witness this historic scene.

Too many young monks are excited and their blood is boiling. If the elders of the family hadn't stopped them, they would have been killed by his mother.

"Blood pays blood." In a starry sky, Ye Chen's anger resounded through the vast star field, carrying monstrous hatred and hatred. I don't know how many Qiongqi were buried in his hands.

"Hurry up, no matter how fast." The ninth prince of Qiongqi was also roaring, and he no longer had an aloof posture, like a lost dog.

"Let's stay!" Ye Chen caught up, first shrunk into Qiongqi, then moved the sky and changed places, constantly swapping places with the opponent, and finally boarded the huge jade chariot.

"Destroy me." The great sage-level Qiang Qi, who was guarding the jade chariot, snarled horribly, and attacked and killed him.

"Go away." Ye Chen did not dodge, dodge, or defend, and let Qiong Qi pierce his chest, poking out a spear, and nailing him directly.

More great sages of Qianqi rushed up, and the great sage of the periphery, Qiongqi, also boarded the jade carriage, and wanted to work together to suppress Ye Chen.

A battle started on the jade chariot. Ye Chen singled out more than a dozen great saints, and he fought a repressive battle.

What about the great sage, he didn't reach the Zhun Emperor, and it was also not enough to see. The blood splashed in pieces, and the huge jade chariot was dyed with blood. It was only three moments before and after, and the jade chariot burst.

The ninth prince of Qiongqi was shocked and flew out. If he hadn't had a secret weapon to protect his body, he would have been blown into a fog of blood, but even so, he was miserable enough, dripping with blood and bones, and no human form.

Ye Chen was not reluctant to fight, he took the attack of the Great Sage Qiongqi and went straight to kill him. The ninth prince of the Qiongqi clan is the most valuable. If you want to kill it, you can kill it. If you have nothing to do, you can go shopping for some pocket money.

Seeing this, the ninth prince of Qiongqi was terrified and fled for his life.

"Where to go." Ye Chen wiped it with a palm, the square space was crushed, and the ninth prince of Qiongqi, who had just escaped, was forced out again.

"Take your life." Ye Chen killed him instantly, and smashed his spear.

"No...no no...." Ninth Prince Qiongqi's eyes are prominent, his pupils are constricted, his body is trembling in horror, his whole body is cold, as if half of his body has fallen into hell and will never be born again.

Of course, at this moment, a dazzling fairy light shot from one side, hitting Ye Chen's spear impartially.

Ye Chen was overturned, stepped back, his arms burst, his muscles and bones collapsed, and he vomited blood one after another.

"Emperor?" The monks watching the battle all looked at one side, and if they could repel Ye Chen, the person who rescued the ninth prince of Qiongqi must be a quasi-emperor, and not an ordinary quasi-emperor.

Under the attention of all the people, an old man in purple robe appeared, walking on nothingness, immortal style, and walking gracefully, like a real immortal, his Dao Yun is completely natural, and even the peak of the quasi-emperor.

"Human...human cultivation?" The monks from all directions were taken aback, and saw that the old man in purple robe was not from the Great Desolate clan, but belonged to the cultivation of heaven and man.

"Shangshan Renren." The senior monks took a deep breath, as if they recognized the purple-robed old man, who was also a famous giant, and he was also famous in the starry sky.

"This...why is this? He slaughtered so many people to cultivate. As a good person who cultivated people, why did he save him?"

"For this reason, it has also hit Chen Ye." Too many young monks couldn't figure it out, and they were filled with righteous indignation. Their fists in their sleeves were soaked with blood, and their eyes were red. They resented Ye Chen and Ren Xiu.

"He has long been attached to the Great Desolate Clan." The senior monk revealed the secret, his eyes gleaming with coldness, "As a quasi-emperor, when the demons invaded, he couldn't retreat, and he didn't see his contribution. After the Great Desolate Clan was unblocked, he did not Don't help Zhou to abuse."

"Damn it." The cultivators were all angry. They had always been in awe of the quasi-emperor and strong, but now the scene is really chilling. A generation of senior cultivators are so spineless.

"The real person save me." In the resentment, the nine princes of Qiongqi stumbled and escaped, hiding behind the real person Shangshan, and the poor people also rushed forward.

"The old man is here, keep the prince safe." Master Shangshan stroked his beard and said lightly, with the attitude of a senior.

"Kill! Come and kill me!" With the protection of the real Shangshan, the ninth prince Qiongqi suddenly came to his confidence, looked at Ye Chen, laughed unscrupulously, and his face was as fierce as a devil.

On the opposite side, Ye Chen stumbled to his feet, blood was still pouring out of his mouth, but his expression was calm, and he quietly looked at Master Shangshan, "Senior, if you disturb the cause and effect of others, you will be punished."

"I don't know if I have to forgive people and forgive them, the killing of the little friend is too heavy, and it will be difficult to achieve a positive result in the end." Shangshan said slowly.