Chapter 1857 He Is a Dusty Night

Chapter 1857 He is Chen Ye

The world became quiet, just because Ye Chen glanced at the armadillo, the whole person stayed there, like a statue carved in stone, with dull eyes and no divine light.

On the other hand, looking at the armadillo on the opposite side, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he looked at Ye Chen with interest, as if appreciating his own masterpiece.

He was very confident in Yi Nian Hua Kai, and Ye Chen's form, as he expected, could not escape his illusion.

"What's the situation?" Seeing that Ye Chenchu ​​didn't move, the little ape emperor under the stage couldn't help scratching his head, looking stunned.

"The prehistoric armadillo is good at illusion, and has a great relationship with the Protoss. It is very domineering at the thought of blooming. Ye Chen is 80% attracted to illusion, and his mind is dragged into illusion." Nandi pondered.

"The armadillo smiled so happily, most likely it was Ye Chen's decision." The witch god son scolded, "I'm angry when I look at it."

"You are too underestimated by the Holy Body." The ancient goddess chuckled, "In the past year at the Yaochi event, he also had the idea of ​​​​the god child of the gods, and it was broken."

"The situation is different." The Spiritual Race goddess frowned, "He was in immortal eyes back then, but now he has no immortal eyes to help him."

When she said this, everyone couldn't help but feel a little worried. The wind and waves were coming, and it was nonsense when the sewer capsized.

"Why don't you move." When the few people spoke, the four parties discussed one after another, and each pair of eyes looked at the battle platform.

"My mind has been pulled into the illusion." Jiuxiao Zhenren said lightly, "When a thought blooms, it's an unpredictable illusion."

"Without immortal eyes, it's really hard to break the armadillo fantasy." Chi Yangzi's eyes were full of worry, and he always felt that something bad happened.

"I bet on armadillos, and I died miserably." Jiuchen hiccups, perhaps tired, sat at the feet of Ren Yunxiao, raised his hands, and lay on Yunxiaozi's lap again.

"Go away." Yun Xiaozi finally burst into a rage, kicking over the goods, and the prehistoric unicorn kicked the same way.

"Watching a play, watching a play." Jiuchen coughed dryly, and came back with a shameless face, propped up the small bench, and sat there again.

Yun Xiaozi was too lazy to answer, and changed places with Chi Yangzi, and looked at the battle platform, Ye Chen still didn't move.

"From your point of view, can that little guy be able to break his mind?" Mo Yuan said with a smile, saying this to Jiang Taixu.

"It's just an illusion.

"Jiang Taixu smiled, his eyes were full of waves, he was very confident in Ye Chen, and he didn't doubt it.

"Broken! Hurry up!" A group of juniors from the heavens, like ants on a hot pot, were anxiously fidgeting.

"If you lose six clans in a row, you will be planted in my armadillo clan." Armadillo Zhundi smiled, his bloody eyes fierce and hideous.

"Master, it seems that I don't have to wait for me to kill." Shang Yang grinned, his face more imposing than an armadillo.

"It's best to die in the hands of an armadillo, and save the old man." Yantian Patriarch said lightly, and closed his eyes.

"I just want to win the desolate holy body with just one illusion. Armadillo is probably thinking too much." Tian Shuo smiled leisurely, seeing that the Armadillo Zhundi was full of confidence, he wanted to laugh inexplicably.

"His eyes have great mystery." Chen Yi's words were quite meaningful, he stood quietly, staring at Ye Chen's eyes.

"It's a coincidence, I think so too." Xiao Jiuxian smiled playfully, not knowing when she came again, and the little girl was very conscious, standing next to Chen Yi, holding someone's arm.

On the stage, the armadillo had transformed into a killing sword, held it in one hand, and walked towards Ye Chen step by step, playing and joking.

The younger generation of the heavens watched their bodies tense, and every time the armadillo took a step, their hearts would beat violently.

Even many seniors raised their hearts to their throats, their hands were pale, and sweat soaked their clothes.

If Ye Chen can't break through the illusion, he will not be able to escape the execution of the armadillos. He finally managed to make a scene. To be destroyed like this, it is a big loss for the heavens.

"This is the cultivation of people from the heavens, and it is too weak to be attacked." The armadillo's ninth prince's smile resounded through the world.

"It's ridiculous." Ye Chen murmured in his heart, disapproving of it, so he put the pestle there, motionless, and didn't react.

In the eyes of outsiders, he really fell into the armadillo fantasy, and has become a lamb to be slaughtered, allowing the armadillos to slaughter.

It's a pity that the world still underestimates him Ye Chen. He has a complete reincarnation eye, and a single thought is invalid for him.

Even if there is no reincarnation eye, he still has many ways to break the game, but it is more direct to use the pupil to break the game.

"If you provoke the Great Desolation, you will have to pay the price." Half a zhang away, the Armadillo Prince stopped, with a bewitching smile, raised the killing sword, but instead of slashing at Ye Chen, he provoked Ye Chen's mask, He also wanted to see how honorable it was for the celestial beings to defeat the six races in a row.

However, before the tip of his sword touched Ye Chen's mask, Ye Chen's dull eyes shone brightly.

This change made the armadillo's color change suddenly, and his eyes had a look, which proved that Ye Chen's mind had returned and the illusion had been broken.

"Do you still want to kill me?" Ye Chen sneered and slapped the armadillo. The ninth prince of the armadillo, who was still in a state of shock, was caught off guard by a slap and almost exploded.

"How is that possible." The Armadillo Zhundi's face also changed suddenly, knowing the horror of a flower blooming, but it was broken.

"It's so easy to break the illusion of armadillos." The other prehistoric tribes were also quite surprised, ignoring the blossoming of a single thought. Among the same level, few people did it easily.

"Beautiful work." Little Ape Emperor couldn't help but let out a loud roar, "I'll just say it! Is the old seven capable?"

"Stupid, armadillos are stupid." Long Jie and the others were not idle either, and the howls were earth-shattering, making people's ears buzz.

"Impossible, it's impossible." The ninth prince of the armadillo roared, even more so than the little ape emperor. That fellow's eyes were red, the blue veins on his forehead were exposed, and his complexion was distorted. The illusion that he was proud of was broken. It was hard to accept, I thought that a single thought could easily solve Ye Chen, but who would have thought that it would be ineffective for him.

"There are so many impossible things." Ye Chen's words were dry and cold, and his figure was like a ghost, and he bullied himself in front of the armadillo.

To say that the psychological quality of the armadillo prince is really not good, he suffered a little blow, and even forgot his defense, just one face, his head was cut off.

The neck with a big bowl mouth, blood spurted like a spring, and the bloody head also rolled on the battlefield.

It was only then that he reacted, the primordial spirit escaped from the flesh and went straight to the Emperor Armadillo, screaming in horror, "The ancestors save me."

"Since you're here, don't leave." Ye Chen chased after him across the sky, and the nine gods were united, specializing in the secret technique of the primordial spirit.

"Shen Shang." The quasi emperor of the armadillo clan narrowed his old eyes fiercely.

Although he was gnashing his teeth, he didn't move, just because there were three imperial soldiers in the dark, which had locked him.

With the shrill screams, the armadillo Ninth Prince fell into the sky and was pierced on the spot by Ye Chen's nine-path-one Shen Shang.

"Give me in!" Ye Chen slapped it and took it away.

After doing this, he turned his head to look at the Armadillo Clan Emperor, and smiled very happily. The thief was Huanshi, "I'm not happy."

"Knowing the gods of my armadillo clan, who are you?" The Armadillo Zhundi said coldly, his old eyes turning scarlet.

"He's Chen Ye." Before Ye Chen turned on the flickering mode, an ethereal voice sounded, cold and deadly.

"Chen Ye?" In a word, the Honghuang people who were sitting upright stood up collectively, their eyes staring at Ye Chen.

"Chen Ye?" The monks in the heavens also stood up collectively, and stared at Ye Chen like a great family in the wild.

Ye Chen didn't say a word, only slightly turned his eyes to the side of the crowd. In the crowd, he accurately found the disguised ancestor Yantian, and it was him who spoke.

Obviously, Yantian broke his identity, so he made a statement, wanting to use the hands of the great people of the Great Wilderness to kill him.

Ancestor Yantian smiled gloomily, showing two rows of white teeth, and his eyes flickered with a gloomy and terrifying look like a demon.

"It's really yours." Ye Chen also smiled, and the murderous intention of Yantian's ancestors had risen to the point where he couldn't contain it.

It's still the same sentence, he was not planted in Honghuang's hands, but he was planted in the hands of Zhutianren Xiu, which is really hateful.

"Chen Ye has been buried in the emperor's lore, are you sure you haven't read it wrong?" Zhundi Honghuang glanced at the ancestor of Yantian.

Not only them, but the cultivators of the heavens also looked over, hoping to get a definite answer.

"It's like a fake." Yan Tian said calmly, smiling faintly, and his old eyes were eerie and scary, like snakes and scorpions.

This time, everyone's eyes were focused on Ye Chen again, and they also wanted to get an answer from him.

"As he said." Ye Chen smiled and shrugged. He didn't hide it, and he couldn't hide it. He admitted it simply and neatly.