Chapter 3137 Eternal Blood Successor

Chapter 3137 Eternal Blood Successor

The bloody scene makes people tremble.

The emperors of the heavens and the gods wanted to get up, but they were helpless, and their eyes were all prominent, bloodshot engraved, and their eye sockets were about to split.

"She's your sister."

Hou Yi cursed loudly, scolding the holy devil Qi Huan, knowing that Hongyan was standing in front of Ye Chen, and she, who was the Quanhuang Emperor, could take back his finger, but she did not accept it.

Qi Hua was silent.

She only looked down at the sky, ignored Hou Yi, ignored everyone, only looked at the red face, the clear eyes, and there was no trace of sadness.

"Red Yan."

Ye Chen got up, stumbled over, hugged the beauties, the rolling eternal divine power, instilled without life, Qi Yu pointed at the divine light, it was a lore, he might lose his life, let alone the emperor's beauties.

In fact, it is exactly that.

Hongyan's vitality has collapsed at an extreme speed, the fire of the primordial spirit is annihilated every inch, and the eternal divine power will not be able to ignite again.

The face is silent, and the smile is tender like water.

She would die. As early as the moment she saw Qi Hua, she had already realized that she would die for Ye Chen. Perhaps it was a fixed number, and she was destined to pay him back. into the dust of history.

"Light up, light up for me."

Ye Chen growled, like a madman who has gone mad, eternity, immortality, origin, divine power... are all instilled crazily, just wishing to ignite her primordial fire.

However, everything is useless.

Hongyan can't be saved, even if the ancient Empress of Heaven is here, she can't save her, Qi Hua's finger is a finger of destruction.

"Why are you so stupid, is it worth it?"

Qi Hua said indifferently, there is no joy or worry, no sorrow and no pain.

"Sister, you are alone."

Hongyan opened her mouth, bleeding from the corner of her mouth, tears in her eyes, smiling at her sister, crying for her sister, killing the person she loves the most, and killing the person she loves the most, and finally living her life as a statue... Cold-blooded and ruthless puppet.

"This is your consciousness?"

Qi Hua smiled inexplicably, whether it was anger or sadness.

"This is also the consciousness of the common people."

Hongyan whispered hoarsely, closed her eyes from Xutian, and wanted to leave her the last glimpse of the world, Ye Chen, was still so tender, like a wife looking at her husband.

"Stop, stop for me."

Ye Chen howled, more origins of the emperor gushed out, blood and tears dripped all over his face, he had experienced such scenes more than once, and the pain was heartbreaking.

Hong Yan smiled and slowly closed her eyes.

At this moment, there seems to be an ancient death song, seeing off a generation of beauties, living for two epochs, and finally in love and tears, the fragrance disappears.

At this moment, Ye Chen was silent instead.

But his form has changed. His black hair like a waterfall turned into crimson in strands; those eyes full of blood and tears turned into black holes every inch; The flowing golden blood is also intertwined into black....

That's right, it's the bloodline limit.

Since he realized eternity back then, this is the first time he has... opened the blood and followed the boundary, an immortal, immortal, immortal, quite historical scene, the first time it manifested in him at the same time.

He is like a demon, an awakened demon.

Xue Ji's power, eternal immortality, made his whole body's blood gully restored one by one, without monstrous roars, no grief and screams, and quiet and terrifying.

Everyone knows that the more silent Ye Chen is, the more terrifying it is. That is the nirvana of the Jedi, or maybe it is what Hongyan wants to see, with her own burial in exchange for Ye Chen's transformation.

In this way, there is a chance to destroy Qi Hua.

Therefore, this road is covered with blood and bones, it is a journey against the sky, and it is also a tragic bloody road. There will be such a ray of light, shining on the world.

"Eternal blood follower, interesting."

Qi Huan laughed, her sister was buried without the slightest sadness.

"Take your life."

Ye Chen's roar was a roar from the soul, sweeping the eternal sea of ​​​​immortals, sweeping the monstrous demons, and breaking into the virtual sky.

"So, barely enough to see."

Qi Hua's body is like a ghost, and she arrives in an instant.

boom! boom! boom!

The Heavenly Emperor-level Sacred Body... and the quasi-desert-level holy demon, once again set off a war, the vast sky, the lightning and thunder, the performance of the vision of destruction, the light of the end of the world, every collision, there is a The halo of destruction spreads across the four seas and the eight deserts, the crushed world collapses, and the crushed world collapses.

The emperors stood up again and again, and they were knocked away again and again. The aftermath of the destruction was beyond their ability to contend.

"Not enough, far from enough."

The King of Humans looked up at the sky, and even after opening the bloodline limit, Ye Chen was still far from Qi Hua's opponent, and his combat power was still absolutely suppressed.

"That bitch, it's too strong."

Kui Niu's expression was pale, Ye Chen, a middle-level Emperor of Heaven, had eternity and blood succession boundaries, so the Holy Body could not even fight, and who else could check and balance Qi Huan.

"She's a lunatic."

The Little Ape Emperor secretly cursed, still grieved and indignant for the death of the female saint, even killing her own sister, what else she dared not do.

"At the end, it's despair."

Lord Long's demeanor was a bit old, and there was not much longevity, and it was scattered again, and it was hard to hide that he was exhausted.

puff!

When the generals watched, Ye Chen bleed again, and was slapped by Qi Hua, destroying half of the emperor's body, and even Xueji and Eternity could not be restored in an instant.

"Take your life."

Ye Chen's black-hole eyes were covered with a layer of blood, bright red and dripping blood. He had no weapons in his hand, but only attacked with his bare hands. He had learned and understood in his life, and hit Qi Hua without a cap, as if he had become a lunatic. Crazy lunatic, dragging the bloody body of the emperor, attacking at all costs.

"You are very much like him back then."

Qi Hua's laughter is magical, distant and ancient, with some kind of magic power. Ye Chen is covered in blood, and wounds come one after another, but she is still so clean. Ye Chen has blood, and she also has it. , Fighting with the Emperor of Heaven, they are too lazy to open blood.

As for him in her mouth, she is the only one who knows.

Once upon a time, there was also a person as crazy as Ye Chen, as stupid as Hongyan, who fought to the point of being destroyed for the sake of a pitiful hope.

So far, there is still such a roar, full of grief, resounding in her ears, like a nightmare, haunting her for two epochs.

That is the mourning of the common people.

That is also the funeral song of all sentient beings.

Today, the scene of history is surprisingly similar.

She is still the puppet.

The other party is still a crazy ant.

"Submit, what's wrong."

Qi Hua slapped Ye Chen across 80,000 miles.

"Like you, do the walking dead?"

Ye Chen roared, returned in an instant, punched eight wastes, melted eternity, blood, origin, law, countless magical powers... The destruction was done, and Haoyu was blasted.

Stronger than Qi Hua, he was knocked back half a step.

"Into the great ancient times, the common people are still hopeless."

Qi Yan was not angry, and his words were vague.

"It's better than you alone."

Ye Chen roared again, smashed the universe in one step, and punched the Eight Desolates... The body of Emperor Qi Hua was stained with blood. This was also the first time that the quasi-wild holy demon had shed blood.

"In this case, let you see what despair is."

Qi Huan said lightly, and then changed its shape, like the long hair flowing in water waves, turned into snow white; on the eyebrows, an ancient pattern was carved...

"That's... the bloodline limit?"

The gods will be astonished.

"It is undoubtedly the blood successor."

The God of Creation murmured softly, but frowned, such a form of blood following the boundary, I really saw it again, from the beginning to the end, it was not related to the devil.

Compared to her, Ye Chen is more like a demon.

This is not important, what is important is that Ye Chen was hammered. Since Qi Hua changed his form, he seems to have never stood firm. He was quasi-desperate emperor and holy demon. From the eastern sky, all the way to the western nothingness, the emperor's body once Remodeled and exploded again and again, the emperor's bones were stained with holy blood, and the ancient road collapsed.

Terrible, terribly terrifying.

It seems that Ye Chen's Dao, Law, Divine Power... and even everything has become a display in front of the quasi-wild holy devil. Even if he is against the sky, it is still not enough to see.

Roar!

Suddenly, the dragon's roar sounded, resounding throughout the ancient universe.

Then, the phoenix neighed.

Ye Chen turned into a dragon, Qi Wei turned into a phoenix, a holy body, a holy demon, a dragon and a phoenix, fighting the illusory, a demonic nature, a phoenix body bathed in flames, and from the west, fighting back to the east, looking up at the dimness In the sky, the dragon and the phoenix are particularly dazzling, every ray of brilliance that falls is destroyed, and every ray of blood that overflows can crush the vast sky.

It is not difficult to see that Ye Chen fell into the wind.

His dragon body was shattered, and the blood rained like light rain, pouring into the air, but looking at Qi Hua's phoenix body, there was no trace of scars.

It's not that he's not strong enough, it's that Qi Hua is too scary.

She, who can stand shoulder to shoulder with the real Ancient Heavenly Empress, is a living myth, not to mention Ye Chen's middle-level Emperor Realm, even if he reaches the peak, even if he is in the quasi-desperate realm, he is probably not his opponent.

The holy devil at the peak of the quasi-wildness is no different from a god.

Compared with Qi Hua, the supreme foreigner encountered before, that is the small sewer, this god is the real surging waves.

puff!

The sky was full of blood, and Ye Chen's huge dragon body exploded again, returning to human form, falling from the sky, and the bloody body made the emperors tremble.

Failed, the Eucharist failed.

Even if there is eternity, even if there is blood succession, it will still be a mess. If it is an ordinary quasi-wilderness holy devil, there is still hope of winning, but it is a supreme who is shoulder-to-shoulder with the Queen of Heaven.

boom!

The trembling of the earth was smashed out of a deep pit by Ye Chen.

When he got up again, he was already staggering.

"My sister's eyesight is really good."

Qi Wei spoke lingeringly, standing on the top of the misty peak, still overlooking all living beings, overlooking Ye Chen, the devilish laughter, infinitely resounding throughout the world.

To Ye Chen, and to the supremacy of the ancient sacred body, she was still quite surprised. You must know that the two are more than one realm apart, and that little sacred body has been able to last until now, which is beyond expectations, no wonder , he can capture Hongyan's heart; it is no wonder that he can get the blessing and luck of the Empress of Heaven.

He has that qualification.

Ye Chen staggered, and finally stood firm, raised his eyes, and looked at Qi Yan from a distance the next day, giving birth to an unprecedented sense of powerlessness. To destroy her, you need to advance to the Quasi-Desolate Emperor Realm.

"Now, I know what despair is."

Qi Hua smiled at Ye Chen.

"Huh, bullying the younger generation like this is not your style."

Before waiting for Ye Chen to answer, he heard the ethereal female voice, passed down from the east, indifferent and dead, but the tone was beautiful, like a fairy tune, and every word was like a beating note.

"I'll say it! The commander-in-chief of the dignified people, how could he be buried so easily."

Before Qi Hua could look at it, she took out a small mirror, looked into the mirror, and took care of her slightly messy hair, as if she knew who was here. to be laughed at.

PS: Two chapters today.

(April 25, 2020)

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