Chapter 1848 Well Done

Chapter 1848 Well done

As soon as the words fell, he saw the immortal light shot out of Emperor Zhunyu's body. He was born in the extreme way, and hung above his head. The emperor's eyes were full of infinite power.

"I'm afraid you won't succeed." The Holy Ape Emperor, the Wuzu quasi-emperor, and the barbarian quasi-emperor snorted coldly, and moved the Jidao Emperor's weapon in no particular order.

The sky was in turmoil, and the four imperial soldiers crossed the sky, interweaving a vision of destruction, causing the faces of the monks present to change suddenly.

How powerful is the imperial army, a small aftermath, with the power of annihilation, even the quasi-emperor level is afraid.

"One versus three, can you do it?" The Holy Ape Emperor shouted, shrouded under the power of the Supreme Dao Emperor. If the God of War possessed his body, the cracking energy would bless the Emperor's power, and the sky would change color.

The quasi emperor of the Wu clan and the quasi emperor of the barbarian clan are also fierce, and they are both the emperor and the emperor, and they are absolutely terrifying.

Three imperial weapons against one imperial soldier, the three quasi emperors together had the absolute upper hand, and almost knocked the Zhun quan emperor a second.

"If you don't come out at this time, when will you wait?" With one enemy and three, he suffered a big loss. Emperor Zhun Tu looked at the other Zhun Emperors of the great prehistoric clan angrily, begging them for help.

"The younger generation is just discussing." Emperor Qiongqi stroked his beard and sat in the sky, without the slightest gesture of participating in the battle.

"Since it's a battle, injuries are inevitable. As the quasi-emperor, don't participate." Taotie quasi-emperor said quietly, sitting firmly, not planning to shoot.

"Sit with peace of mind and watch the battle." All the other quasi emperors of the great prehistoric clan also spoke up.

"You guys." Zhundi Ji was furious, and he almost spat blood on the spot after being scolded by these prehistoric emperors.

"I don't know why, why do you want to laugh so much?" Looking at the virtual sky, the monks of the heavens were amused.

"Other prehistoric tribes would like to be maimed."

"Anyway, it's not my own, and I don't feel bad if I die." The old gods folded their hands, and all of them were happy.

"Although Honghuang is powerful, it also has its own grievances and grievances.

"The battle in the Western Desert is the best proof. It's not bad if you don't stumble, but you still want to help? Just think about good things."

"Be honest, otherwise, my tomahawk doesn't recognize people.

"When the four sides were amused, the barbarian Zhundi shouted violently here, and moved his own emperor's troops to aim at the Zhundi of the Yingtu people.

The Holy Ape Emperor and the Wu Clan Emperor Zhun were not vegetarians either. They were both carrying imperial soldiers, and the Supreme Dao Emperor pointed directly at the Zhun Emperor. If that fellow dared to move, they wouldn't mind killing him.

Under everyone's attention, the quasi-district emperor of the Yingtu clan really vomited blood. I don't know if he was angry or angry, and the whole thing almost exploded.

His face was extremely ferocious. He thought that Honghuang would be united at the meeting at this moment, but he thought too much. He wanted to call Honghuang, but no one bothered him.

Swords were drawn in the virtual sky, and the atmosphere was about to freeze.

On the battlefield below, the bang was not cut off. Ye Chen ignored the Zhun Emperor and smashed the ninth prince.

Honghuang is strong, but it is the overall combat power. If you want to fight against the heavens just by relying on one family, is it a long way to go?

Now all of this is in his expectation. What he borrowed is the grievances and grievances within Honghuang, not his own people, who will take care of it. This is a check and balance between Honghuang and Honghuang.

At the moment, as long as he does not reveal Chen Ye's identity when he dies, he will not start a war, and the clan will not be able to fight.

The quasi emperor of the Honghuang clan has his own quasi emperor of Xuanhuang to block, but he only cares about the waves that are assured and falls to death.

As he said that, he once again lifted the ninth prince of the Tuotu clan.

Xu Shi was so powerful that even the arm of the ninth prince was torn off.

"It's boring." Ye Chen said leisurely, twisted his neck, and threw his bloody arm at will.

Looking at the twig again, he was lying in the human-shaped pit, not only the internal organs were displaced, but the whole person was distorted.

Ye Chen was not falling, he finally had a chance to catch his breath, and finally regained consciousness, his eyes were prominent, bloodshot, and terrifying, staring at Ye Chen.

"Is it cool?" Ye Chen squatted down, showing two rows of white teeth, and said with a really bad smile.

"No...impossible, it's impossible." Jiuyu Jiuhuang opened his mouth, every time he said a word, blood gushed out of his mouth, his veins of anger were exposed, he wanted to get up, but he was helpless. The primordial spirit was also shattered, and it was a miracle that he was still alive this time.

It was difficult for him to accept, it was difficult for him to accept his defeat in this battle.

He is the prince, the prince of the Yingtu clan, the bloodline of the emperor, how noble, he was defeated by Ren Xiu.

Moreover, from the start of the fight to this moment, he has not turned over, but has been smashed into half-crippled again and again.

His arrogance, at this moment, being trampled on is worthless, this is a great shame, and it will be difficult to erase for a lifetime.

"Nothing is impossible." Ye Chen got up, raised the soles of his feet, and crushed the head of the ninth prince with one foot. He pulled out his primordial spirit with a wave and held it in his hands.

"Beautiful work." In the copper furnace, the Kui Niu roared excitedly.

At that time, he was killed by the ninth prince, but now, his brother Ye Chen has brought back a game for him, continuing the blood debt of the past life and this life, and finally he will be rewarded.

"Beautiful work." Below, Little Ape Emperor, Long Jie and others also roared, so excited that they almost jumped onto the platform.

"Beautiful work." The young monks howled louder than each other, since the Great Desolate Clan unblocked, the younger generation of the heavens, for the first time, had such a long face, defeated the Prince of Honghuang, and the anger that had been suffocating for two years, finally came out.

"There are talented people from the Jiangshan generation." Jiang Taixu and Mo Yuan both smiled warmly, and their eyes were full of relief. As the two great talents of the prehistoric era, they were not as amazing as him back then.

"Kill." The quasi emperor of the Yingtu people was furious and moved the emperor's soldiers.

Of course, he only pretended to be forceful for a second, and he was suppressed by the Holy Ape Emperor and the others, and he almost bleed in the virtual sky.

Go to see the quasi emperors of other great clans in the Honghuang, chatting and chatting, drinking and drinking, as if you didn't see it.

Still that sentence, not my family, don't feel bad.

Below, Ye Chen did not destroy the primordial spirit of the ninth prince, but sealed it in a copper furnace and gave it to Kui Niu.

"Don't pull me." Kui Niu rolled up his sleeves and held this leather whip in his hand, lingering with thunder and lightning, and the stabbing thing was a magical weapon aimed at the primordial spirit, obtained from the Honghuang tribe.

Next, he showed his great power, whip after whip, and slammed it on the ninth prince. With every whip, the primordial spirit body of the ninth prince would emit black smoke.

The nine princes screamed in agony, the pain from the soul, the whole person fainted, but Kui Niu would not give up, what a fierce Lord, still waving the whip violently.

"Who else." Outside, Ye Chen's words sounded leisurely, looking at the other princes in Honghuang with interest, "The next one, who will come, or say, wait a minute."

"Destroying you, this king alone is enough." He heard a loud shout, and the ninth prince of the snake came up, perhaps because his body was too heavy, and when he fell, the battle platform he stepped on collapsed.

The imposing manner of this fellow is even more than that of the Ninth Prince, with a turbulent and turbulent aura, his divine eyes like torches, and his long purple hair, strands and strands, all dyed with dazzling divine brilliance.

His bloodline is as majestic as a river and sea, and his qi and blood are soaring to the sky.

"Little baby, just fight, the soldiers will come to block me, and the water will come to cover me." The barbarian Zhundi shouted, and the Zhundi-level shout shook the heavens and the earth, causing the entire Tianshan Mountains to hum and tremble.

There were still tears in his eyes, because his grandson Manzi Divine Son died in the hands of the Nine Princes of the Snake.

For this reason, the younger generation of the barbarians came to power one after another to take revenge, but each one was fiercer than the last. To this day, there are very few descendants of the barbarians, and they are all given by the snake.

It is obviously impossible to expect revenge from the barbarian descendants, so we can only pin our hopes on others, and that person is the masked young man below. Even if he fights to his death, he will support Ye Chen... A day.

"Senior will not be disappointed." Ye Chen said loudly, and knew that the barbarian god son died at the hands of the snake clan.

"It's too much." The nine princes of the snake sneered, but he disappeared in an instant, and he was no longer on the battlefield. This kind of movement, Rao is a quasi-emperor level, and he was also secretly amazed.

Ye Chen was like a statue, standing quietly, motionless.

Although the movement of the Nine Princes of the Snake is mysterious, in the eyes of Samsara, there is nothing to hide, and he can clearly capture it.

The next moment, he moved, but only slightly tilted his head.

But seeing a red killing sword suddenly stabbed out from behind him, directly attacking Yuanshen's real body, it was a lore blow, and the killing sword was stabbed against Ye Chen's head.

"I underestimate you." The snake snorted coldly and disappeared again.

"You are too weak." Ye Chen sneered and disappeared.

The picture is a little weird. There are no figures on the battlefield, but there is a rumbling sound, suddenly left and right, suddenly east and west, there are thunder and lightning tearing, and blood splatters, dyeing the battlefield.

The young monks scratched their heads each, but could not find any trace of them.

People such as Long Jie are all rubbing their eyes and seeing dazzling eyes.

For example, the older generation, the two eyeballs swayed left and right up and down, their vision is extremely high, and they can see very clearly.

With a bang, the space burst, and a bloody figure fell down, smashing a hole on the battle platform, and after looking carefully, it was discovered that it was the Nine Princes of the Snake.

His form was no longer embarrassed, but miserable. His hair was disheveled, his body was covered in blood, and there were countless scars. One by one, blood holes were terrifying.

"I'm not happy." Ye Chen also appeared, laughing lingeringly.

"I don't believe this king." The ninth prince of the snake hissed and snarled, rushing towards him, pointing at the radiance, directly pressing Ye Chen's eyebrows.

"Then I'll hit you." Ye Chen stretched out his palm suddenly.

Unbiased, the ninth prince of the snake was grabbed by him with a finger, and then he exerted force and broke it directly. The kick was domineering and the snake vomited blood.

The snake stepped back, every step back, there were blood-colored footprints, and before he could stop his figure, Ye Chen rushed over, grabbed his wrist, and swung him up.

Then, there was a bang, and the ninth prince of the snake also came into close contact with the battle stage.

When the monks from the four directions saw this, the corners of their mouths twitched violently, "What's wrong with this kid, he likes throwing people so much, and he hates him when he starts."

"Bastard." The quasi emperor of the Snake Clan was furious, unable to bear it any longer, he stood up suddenly, cold murderous intent, covering the sky and the earth.

"Go back." The ancient dragon emperor snorted coldly, carrying the dragon knife to the sky, and going up together, there were the quasi emperor of the spiritual clan and the quasi emperor of the ancient clan, blocking the quasi emperor of the snake clan, and they were all armed with negative Dao emperor soldiers. Three to one, absolute suppression.

The Emperor Zhun Snake was very embarrassed. As soon as he came up, he was shaken back, spit out blood, and was almost buried in the virtual sky.

"The Great Wilderness, help me fight." One person was unable to fight against three families, and the Emperor Zun Snake also roared and called for help from other clans. This blood-eyed, gnashing teeth, tyrannical and bloodthirsty, the dignified Honghuang Snake Clan suffered such a humiliation.

However, although he shouted loudly, the quasi emperors of other races were all sitting firmly on Mount Tai.

Seeing this, Emperor Zhun Snake spurted blood on the spot, and he was not lightly injured, and he was also very angry. He was really injured.