Banished Disciple’s Counterattack

Chapter 1851 Gluttonous Battle

Chapter 1851 gluttonous battle

At the foot of the Zhutian Mountains, people were like tides, and the darkness was overwhelming, standing in the sky, covering the earth, and buzzing constantly.

In the void, several quasi emperors confronted each other, the emperor soldiers suppressed the emperor soldiers, and various visions of destruction were intertwined, carrying the power of destroying the world.

On the battlefield, Ye Chen cleaned up Qiongqi and took out the jug. He just raised his head and poured it vigorously, ignoring Honghuang at all.

Looking around again, the old guys put up their hands and stared at Ye Chen like that, wanting to rush to the battlefield, lift off his ghost mask, and see his true face.

"It's really embarrassing. I'm waiting for Emperor Zhun, and I can't even see through the secret methods of the younger generation." Chi Yangzi sighed.

"I don't know what he looks like when I lose the three princes in a row." The old man Zhundi came back, with a tangled expression on his face.

"Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon in all the heavens, it's not fake." Jiuxiao real person smiled, "The old man is also very curious, the face under the mask, the times are changing, I wait, it's really old."

"What to do, I can't help it, I want to say it." Listening to the speculation of the older generation, Long Jie rubbed his hands together.

"Tell your sister, get out." The goddess of the Wu clan stepped forward with a kick, which also attracted the attention of the goddess of the spirit clan.

"His situation is very delicate, don't make trouble for him." Bei Sheng also glared at him, afraid that Long Jie would say it.

"It's worth breaking his true appearance and origin." On the other side of Honghuang, Emperor Taotie Zhundi secretly transmitted his voice to Emperor Jinyi.

"You can't see through it, let alone me." Jin Yingzhundi said indifferently, "If you want to break his identity, you need to find the old ancestor."

"Yantian?" Emperor Zhun Tian narrowed his eyes, and glanced at the east in an indistinct way. In a corner of the crowd, there was an old man with a hunchback, and he closed his eyes with a pestle.

That was the ancestor Yantian, who also came to watch the battle, and he was well disguised, and he never moved the ground from beginning to end.

"Master, who is he? Can you figure out his identity?" Behind him, Master Shangyang quietly transmitted his voice.

"Who do you think he is?" Yantian Patriarch said lightly.

"There is a strange secret method to cover up the opportunity, and the redeemer is too stupid to see through." Shangyang and Shangyin replied one after another.

"He is a dusty night.

"Ancestor Yantian finally opened his eyes, and his dead eyes flashed with a gloomy cold light.

"It's impossible." Both Shangyang and Shangyin were shocked, "How could he possibly escape the eight emperors' lore."

"The old man is also surprised." Yantian's old ancestor narrowed his eyes slightly, his brows tightened, and his face became even more sinister.

Amidst the discussion, Ye Chen on the battle platform had already poured a pot of wine, threw the wine pot at will, and smiled at the Honghuang people, "But there are still people to fight, it's better to fight."

"But there's still more to fight." On the battlefield, Ye Chen had already filled a pot of wine, and threw it at will, smiling at Hong Huang.

"Since you want to die like this, I will fulfill you." Yin laughter was faint, cold and gloomy, the ninth prince of the gluttonous clan stood up, stepped out, and instantly stood on the battlefield.

Xu is this fellow's body is too heavy, stepping on the space burst, the battle platform also shakes, and the sky is full of rubble.

His qi and blood is as majestic as the sea, and his imposing manner is even more impoverished than the eighth prince. The lightning flashes on the surface of his body, tearing apart the space, which originates from the power of phagocytosis, which is the nature of gluttony.

His eyes are like an abyss, and people dare not look directly at them, but they can swallow people's minds, and if they are not careful, they will fall.

Ye Chen touched his chin, and swept up and down to measure the ninth prince gluttonous. He could break his origin at a glance, his bloodline was absolutely domineering, and even the ancient holy blood was restless.

The ferocity of this family is well-known in the heavens and the world. Due to their greedy nature, they have caused too many genocides.

A long time ago, the Quartet united to suppress, not aimlessly, driving them to the frontiers of the universe, the most quiet.

"Fight, fight to the death." Before the battle began, the wolf howls from below became one, Long Jie and Little Ape Emperor and others raised their voices, it was a loud howl, either being beaten with chicken blood, or Ate a basket of gunpowder.

"Take off your mask." The ninth prince taotie ignored the bottom and just looked at Ye Chen with a smile, playfully and playfully.

"How can you just take off such a windy mask." Ye Chen said, and took out a small mirror to look at.

"Then this king will pick it up for you." The ninth prince taotie sneered, smashed the battle platform with one step, and swiftly stretched out his palm like a thunderbolt, and went straight to Ye Chen's mask to grab it.

"You're not qualified yet." Ye Chen smiled, holding a small bronze mirror as a weapon envoy, calling towards Taotie.

The corners of the ninth prince's mouth were slightly warped, and he ignored the attack directly. He looked for Ye Chen's mask and wanted to take it off.

But in the next moment, his face changed suddenly, because the small mirror in Ye Chen's hand instantly became a hundred times larger.

Looking from a distance, where did Ye Chen take a mirror, it was a big fan, several tens of feet huge.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that the small bronze mirror is a terrifying magic weapon, lingering with thunder and rolling flames, the mirror surface is shiny, the Tao is naturally formed, and it evolves on its own.

With such a big mirror, the ninth princes are not afraid of gluttonous people.

In other words, he was too fast, and he didn't expect that Ye Chenlai would have no time to brake at all.

Hearing a bang, the ninth prince gluttonous flew out, his head buzzing with seeds, and the smashed head broke blood. Such a sour thing, he was lucky.

"It hurts to look at it." Many old guys folded their hands, sighed and clicked their tongues, only to feel the chills on their foreheads.

"Damn you." The ninth prince Taotie was furious, the cracked head was instantly restored, the blood flowed back, and returned to its peak in an instant. Under one palm, there was a vortex in the palm, which contained terrifying phagocytic power, and the crushing space also burst.

"Don't be angry." Ye Chen rushed out far away in an instant.

His words made the spectators from all over the world want to laugh, and almost smashed them into a pile. It would be strange if they were not angry.

The battle platform rumbled again, and the ninth prince taotie's palm was domineering, but he didn't hit Ye Chen, cracking the battle platform.

"To be swallowed up by this king." Seeing Ye Chen avoiding the palm print, the ninth prince Taotie was furious, opened his mouth and spat out a drop of his original blood, which turned into a sea of ​​blood, and rushed towards Ye Chen, the blood dragon roared inside him, and his head was all in awe It was terrifying, every eye shot thunder and spit flames, it was terrifying.

The most important thing is that in this sea of ​​blood, there is the swallowing magical power of the gluttonous family, which can devour people's original mana.

In just an instant, Ye Chen's qi and blood sank a lot.

The gluttonous bloodline suppressed his bloodline, and even this divine power of swallowing the sky was quite frightening, ignoring his defenses and stalking into his body one by one, wanton chaos.

"Is it so hanging?" Ye Chen raised his eyebrows, as if entering a quagmire, his mana was swallowed up, and his speed was restrained.

"Die!" The ninth prince taotie also stepped into the bloodline, and pointed at Ye Chen's eyebrows with a finger of thunder, destroying the dead.

"Destroy me, you're almost there." Ye Chen tilted his head sharply, avoiding a finger, then his bloodline condensed, dashed away from the bondage forcefully, stepped on a blood dragon, and fled away in an instant.

"Where to go." The ninth prince taotie drank violently, chased after him, and was not bound by his bloodline, his speed crushed Ye Chen.

Ye Chen just slipped away, not as fast as gluttonous in the sea of ​​blood, but his movements were mysterious, and he kept on changing the sky and changing the space with the blood dragons.

Okay! Taotie didn't catch up with him, but the blood dragon was wiped out a lot.

The sound of rage resounded through the heavens and the earth, shaking the sky and Weng Long, the anger was all from the gluttonous, and the anger was mad.

In the sea of ​​blood that covered the sky, it was very lively. I saw the two people running around, like two flies, and people were dazzled.

"With Lao Qi's combat power, he shouldn't be afraid of the ninth prince, what kind of play is this?" Little Ape Emperor raised his face and scratched his head, with a confused look on his face, wondering what Ye Chen was doing.

"As expected, Brother Ye is delaying time." Nandi groaned, "He seems to be waiting for something."

"He is a clever ghost, and he is most likely planning bigger plans." Long Jie said meaningfully, "Brother is looking forward to it."

"Where to go." Looking down, the ninth prince taotie above was shouting angrily, chasing and roaring all the way, domineering sideways.

On the contrary, he swallowed the sky with imposing manner, and his blood fluttered across the sea of ​​blood. If he was a demon, and there was a vast land behind him, it was his Taoist appearance, and he evolved the Taoist method.

However, for Ye Chen, these are all decorations. With his wit, he can always escape, even more slippery than a loach.

Taking time out, he hasn't even glanced at the sky, and he has already sensed the breath of Great Chu, but the distance is still far away, and he still needs to wait.

If not, he would have slapped to death earlier.

In the same sentence, among the Honghuang clan, only the princes of the Honghuang clan can really make him treat them cautiously. He can play a piece of these princes alone.

Thinking to himself, he escaped again, escaped the taotie lore, turned into the outer minister of Jiaolong, and tossed in the sea of ​​blood.

"Only escape?" Taotie roared, setting off waves of waves to engulf Ye Chen again and again, but Ye Chen rushed out again and again.

"You take care of me." Ye Chen curled his lips, gluttonously chasing him, he was shameless and shameless, anyway, he just didn't fight you, just so inch, he would catch up with me if he had any.

The gluttonous teeth itch with hatred, and the fire in his stomach, the monstrous mana, has nowhere to show, and can't hit Ye Chen.

Below, the spectators took out the small benches meaningfully, and stood watching how tired they were, they had to sit and watch.

Facts have proved that they are still very prescient, and the war will not end for a while and it will be very long.

"These two are funny." Honghuang Qilin Jiuchen got a little impatient, patted his butt and got up, too lazy to watch. With this skill, it is better to find a place to have fun.

However, when passing by Donghua Seven Sons, he couldn't help but stop, glanced at Jiang Taixu, and then looked at Moyuan.

Being scrutinized by him like this, Jiang Taixu and Mo Yuan shook their heads and smiled. For some reason, their expressions were strange.

It would be strange if they were normal. Both of them and Jiuchen belonged to the prehistoric period. If they were the two great talents of the prehistoric period, Jiuchen was the evildoer of the prehistoric period.

Obviously, the two of them have heard the name of Jiuchen, the blood of the wild qilin, and the entire heavens are unparalleled.

"Interesting." Jiuchen sighed, "I said so familiar? You two are still alive, it's unbelievable."

"Senior, don't make fun of the younger generation, you are still alive, and I want to live a few more years." Jiang Taixu smiled.

"Don't make trouble, call me old." Jiuchen coughed dryly, "In terms of age, how many thousands of years are there between us?"

"The senior's vision can tell who that person is." Mo Yuan said with a smile, that person naturally refers to Ye Chen.

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