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"Do you really want the heavens to destroy my prehistoric wilderness?" Taotie Zhundi's eyes were scarlet, and his face was ferocious. His rage sounded like a bell, and half of the sky collapsed.

"Isn't this scene what you want to see now?" Zhundi grinned, still being blocked on one side.

"Where are you when we ask for help?" The suppressed Emperor Zun Snake also laughed wildly and fiercely.

"Retribution, this is retribution." Emperor Qiongqi's words were the most undisguised. Seeing that the gluttonous people were also hungry for help, but no one stepped forward to help the battle, he was very happy.

"Bastard." Emperor Zhun Tian was already angry, but he was scolded again this time.

"Don't waste your time, no one will help you." Zhunshen, Zhunyu and Qiongqi sneered.

Having said that, these three people are no longer resisting, more precisely four people, and the taotie Zhundi, the three Zhundi emperors and the three emperors are jointly suppressed, and resistance is useless.

The four of them are all honest, and they are in the virtual sky, looking coldly at the other big clans in Honghuang, waiting for their prince to be killed.

At that time, those great tribes in the Great Wilderness will definitely ask for help. What the four of them want to see is that picture, which is called Tian Tian should not be able to, and the ground is not working, and they are so angry that they want to go crazy.

We don’t care if we ask you for help, and if you ask for help, don’t expect us to help you. If you don’t care about the overall situation, there will be civil strife.

For their indifference, the other Honghuang tribes laughed.

They are calm, ignore it directly, sit firmly on the Diaoyutai, gloat in misfortune, think that their prince is strong, and will not be defeated by others to repair, they say with confidence.

"Tell me, will the great clans of the Great Desolation do it on their own?" Little Ape Emperor raised his head and muttered.

"Don't say it, it's really possible." Long Jie took a sip of wine to moisten the sang, "The civil war between the eight clans in the Western Desert is very lively."

"Come on, plug your ears." The witch god son handed over a ball of cotton, very understanding, and distributed them one by one.

Everyone was in tacit understanding, and they took over and plugged their ears.

No wonder they were like this, it was just because the ninth prince gluttonous who fought with Ye Chen fell into the virtual sky, and before he landed, Ye Chen grabbed one of his legs and swung the whole thing up.

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The elders also plugged their ears.

In the next instant, I heard the boom, and the ninth prince, the gluttonous ninth prince covered in blood, with a vigorous body, was in close contact with the battle platform.

"Damn you." The ninth prince taotie roared frantically, his hair was disheveled, he gritted his teeth, and he was like a demon,

"Come again." Ye Chen let out a wolf howl, his waist and horse were united, he swung up the ninth prince, and smashed it towards the battle platform.

The roaring ninth prince, who was still roaring again, spurted blood on the spot, his internal organs shifted, his body burst, blood spurted, and his primordial spirit was almost burst, and he wanted to break free, but Ye Chen didn't give him the slightest chance.

The battle platform was lively, and the thumping sound continued, and the sound was louder than the sound.

"It's amazing!" Xiao Jiuxian smiled, and took Chen Yi's arm, just like a little daughter-in-law.

Chen Yi was a little stunned, and the wine jug beside his mouth was fixed.

Tianshuo and Xiaolu on one side also raised their eyebrows, looking up and down the little nine immortals, this girl is very self-conscious!

Fairy Mother Yaochi also coughed dryly, she was really caught off guard, she could see Jiuxian's intentions, but this generation was too far apart.

Helpless, she had to look at the real person Jiuxiao. His precious granddaughter is really quirky and strange.

She didn't need to look at it, the real person Jiuxiao had already come over. He first smiled awkwardly at Chen Yi, then pulled up Di Jiuxian and left, "You playful girl, neither big nor small."

"As you said, love has no boundaries." Xiao Jiuxian struggled and was dragged by his grandfather, and wanted to run back again.

"That's an ancestor-level character, do you want grandpa to have a long life?" Jiuxiao Zhenren blew his beard and stared blankly.

"I don't care, I like him anyway." Xiao Jiuxian puffed out his mouth and was pulled away a long way. He didn't forget to look back, smiled at Chen Yi, and blinked his eyes.

Chen Yi's expression was strange, the little girl was really interesting, and it was his mood that made him panic.

"Come on, put this away." Tian Shuo and Xiaolu stuffed Chen Yi into a storage bag, all with meaningful expressions.

"What." Chen Yi wondered, not knowing what the two of them were doing.

"Part of the money." The words of the two made Chen Yi choked hard, and the fairy mother of Yaochi on one side was also amused.

"Ancestor save me." When a few people were amused, there was a wailing from the battle platform, from the ninth prince of Taotie, and the cry for help was shrill.

Looking from a distance, it was a bloody scene. The overbearing gluttonous body was thrown into no human form, and the blood splattered and the bones collapsed. Just looking at it, it was shocking.

"No one can save you." Ye Chen snorted coldly, holding Taotie by one leg, and fell to death, his anger at Honghuang made his strength even more violent.

"Save me, my ancestors save me." The ninth prince Taotie was like a humble ant, his eyes full of horror, and he screamed for help. How could he still have the aloof attitude he had before.

Emperor Taotie's face was cold and he wanted to move.

Of course, before he could speak, the three quasi emperors of the heavens blocked their way, and the three emperors roared and suppressed them strongly.

This fellow gritted his teeth, and although he wanted to save him, he didn't dare to act rashly.

If he wants to save people, he needs the help of other great clans. What makes him want to vomit blood is that the old guys are indifferent, they are all sitting on the mountain and watching tigers fight, and no one comes to help.

The ninth prince taotie knelt down, and was knocked unconscious by the fall, his primordial spirit was split, and his real body was also terribly wounded.

"Beautiful work." The Little Ape Emperor laughed domineeringly, and his fiery eyes were shining brightly.

"Wherever you go, we are all embarrassed to say."

"In terms of force, it has to be the Holy Body." Long Jie said earnestly, and kicked the witch god son, "Learn a little bit, the bluff is loud, it's useless."

The goddess of the Wu clan had a very dark face. He wanted to go forward to clean up the goods, but was kicked aside by the goddess of the spirit clan.

"Who else." On the stage, Ye Chen put the gluttonous nine emperors into the copper furnace with a hand, and looked at the prehistoric clan with a smile, "The dignified prehistoric clan, is there no one who can fight?"

"It's really arrogant." He snorted coldly, and before the sound fell, he saw a person on stage, with long hair like a silver waterfall, and golden eyes, bright and incomparably sharp.

This is a powerful prince who belongs to the Jinling family. He is the eighth prince of Jinling. His ninth younger brother is still in the copper furnace. Naturally, he must not know about it.

To say that the eighth of the Jin Yan family is indeed very extraordinary, his origin bloodline is strong, like an unsheathed sword, his imposing manner is compelling, and his Taoism is above gluttonous.

"Jin Yan is known for his offensive skills, fellow Daoists remember to be careful." The kind-hearted young man couldn't help reminding him.

"No matter how strong, can he be stronger than other ancestors?" Ye Chen smiled in his heart, and twisted his neck comfortably, as if nothing was happening. In the same rank, it was difficult for anyone to do it.

"You have the qualifications to fight against this king after defeating the four tribes in a row." The eighth prince Jin Yi said lightly, his chin raised so high that he didn't even look directly at Ye Chen, and his eyes were also contemptuous.

"The previous four are as eloquent as you are." Ye Chen looked leisurely, and lightly patted the dust on his shoulders.

"The four wastes are comparable to this king?" The eighth prince Jin Yan sneered, his momentum instantly reached the peak, he squeezed the big seal in his hand, evolved magical powers, and attacked Ye Chen directly.

His movement is as fast as thunder, and his attacks are indeed overbearing.

He is really like an unparalleled divine sword, incomparable to destroy, and the space in front of him is like a blank sheet of paper.

"So hanging, try the firepower." Ye Chen stepped forward instead of retreating, stepped forward, and the nine paths and eight deserts were instantly unified.

A fist and a palm collided, there was thunder explosion, a layer of halo spread, and the space crushed all the way collapsed inch by inch.

Looking at the two sides again, Jin Yan's palms and fingers burst, but the blood immediately flowed back, the wounds healed, and the resilience was extremely terrifying.

Ye Chen's fist was also cracked, stained with the blood of Jin and the Holy Body, and his resilience was not covered, and he recovered instantly.

With a single blow, the two were evenly matched, with no victory or defeat. The brief confrontation was only a test, not a full force.

"There are two brushes." Ye Chen smiled. The one in front of him was much stronger than the previous four, but he was one level worse than him. Beating him was like playing.

"An ant." The corners of Jin Yan's mouth were slightly upturned, and his smile was playful and playful. During a test, there was an ancient divine pattern on the center of his forehead, and his combat power was on top of the peak.

As soon as the words fell, he disappeared, and he was nowhere to be found on the battlefield. Rao was a lot of seniors, and the old eyes narrowed slightly.

"Flying Thunder God Art." Ye Chen murmured softly, a little surprised, at the moment of reincarnation, the most clear view is that what the eighth prince Jin Yan is using is the Flying Thunder God Art of Silent Divine Body.

Between the light and the flint, he fled away in an instant, like a ghost, erratic, and it was difficult for the elders to find his trace.

As soon as he left, where he was standing before, Jin Yan appeared, and with a palm knife, it was like cutting tofu, splitting the space, and it was crisp and neat. Otherwise, if you don't pay attention, your head may be taken off. Jin Ling has such strength.

"I underestimate you." Jin Yan smiled and disappeared again.

"The annihilation body is a branch of the Jinyu clan?" Ye Chen murmured, and opened his escape again, and he also guessed the origin of the annihilation god body and the Jinyu clan, otherwise, where would the Flying Thunder God formula come from.

It was just after he left that Jin Yan arrived, and it was only a ten thousandth of an instant before and after, Ye Chen avoided it dangerously and dangerously.

"I was able to escape the killing of Ji Zhuang." Jin Yan's face was ugly, and he was regarded as a great shame.

"Chase! Why don't you chase." Ye Chenxian, a hundred zhang away, held a jug in his hand. Facing the killing of Ji Zhuang, he said calmly and leisurely.

"I will kill you." Jin Yan snorted coldly, disappeared in an instant, took advantage of the dislocation of time and space, shuttled in half-time and space, killed Ye Chen, and slashed at Ye Chen with one palm.

"There are a lot of big words, can you do it!" Ye Chen pouted and ducked sideways. Although the Flying Thunder God's Secret Art is infinite, his reincarnation eyes are not covered. don't hit him.