Eight Hundred and Fiftieth Chapters the End of the Catastrophe

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They all lost the chance to advance, and the eight kings of the world were all angry, each forcibly condensed the foreign law, and once again set off a world-shattering melee in the sea of ​​thunder.

They were really angry, and the anger was only one step away, but they still had the credit.

They are unwilling, it is injustice to God, and they are at the mercy of fate. They want to give up the opportunity to break through on this occasion, and let them put down the arrogance of the king for such a pitiful long-cherished wish.

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The eight kings were crazy, and in order to vent their anger and unwillingness, they were attacking each other.

They don't even know who their opponents are. Some of them are just madly using unparalleled magical powers to destroy everyone here in the blood, and to fight again in the shackles of fate.

kill!

The eight kings were fighting in the sea of ​​thunder, and the army of the eight kings was also fighting beyond the sea of ​​thunder, and the whole world shook.

At this moment, human life is like a mustard, the battle of the Eight Kings is in full swing, and their army is also in a never-ending posture. There are people pouring blood into the void, and people are constantly falling to the ground. The bones become mountains and the blood flows into rivers. Blood red veil.

Of course, just as the Eight Kings and the Eight Kings' army were in full swing, the whole world trembled.

Then, the thunder sea roared, and the Nine Sovereigns Road turned into nothingness in no particular order, and the sea of ​​thunder that covered the sky also turned into a cloud of smoke at a speed visible to the naked eye.

ended?

Seeing the Lei Hai disperse, the eyes of the Quartet coalition forces lit up.

And the Eight Kings and the Eight Kings Army, who were still fighting, suddenly stopped because of the dispersal of the Nine Emperor Gods and Lei Hai, especially the Eight Wilderness, each fist was clenched, and the eyes were full of unwillingness and anger. color.

Knot... it's over!

Above the empty sky, Ye Chen staggered, his white hair fluttered up to the sky, and his face was full of exhaustion.

Soon, the thick dark clouds gradually became thinner, until the first ray of sunlight penetrated down, and the whole world gradually regained its clarity, revealing the blood-colored world and the devastated world.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Immediately, the Quartet Allied Forces stepped forward and protected Ye Chen in the center to prevent the Eight Kings from suddenly attacking.

Walk!

The Demon King Kui Yujiang suddenly turned around and led the Demon Army out of this world.

After him, the body of the God King Shen Xuanfeng gradually became illusory, and the killers of the Killer God Dynasty also followed the God King and withdrew at the first time.

After that was the Nether Yama King. They walked in the most strange way. The army of the underworld, including the Nether Yama King, turned into ashes between heaven and earth. The way they left was really strange.

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After the underworld, the Demon King, the Blood King, the Ghost King, the Soul Eater King, and the Sorcerer King also retreated one after another, and their faces were ugly and scary, and it could even be said to be hideous.

However, it is worth mentioning that before leaving, the eight kings would look back at Ye Chen, who was guarded by the Quartet coalition forces in the center, with coldness in his eyes, and a hint of amazement, murderous intent, and fear.

call!

Seeing the eight kings leave one after another, Ye Chen, who was guarded in the center, breathed a sigh of relief. Rao, who is now in the quasi-heaven realm, is still deeply jealous of the eight kings.

"In the future, I will come to find you." Zhou Tianyi smiled slightly, turned and escaped into the void space.

"No...not so early.

"Ye Chen coughed dryly, Zhou Tianyi looked for him, didn't he just want him to accompany him to the Hundred Thousand Mountains? That's not a good place, if you can't get in, you won't be able to get out.

"If he has time in the future, I hope to fight with you." Xiao Chen stepped forward and looked at Ye Chen without looking sideways. He was indeed the son of the King of War. It was fighting intent, because in his eyes, Ye Chen was qualified to be his opponent.

"Okay...Okay...." Ye Chen touched the tip of his nose. Although Xiao Chen in front of him looked similar to his age, he was a person from tens of thousands of years ago. Under such a challenge, he still felt strange. weird.

Xiao Chen left, but Long Teng came over and asked for something, "My father's heavy sword, return it."

Hearing this, Ye Chen was taken aback, "What... what sword."

"Tianque."

"Tianque is the sword of the Taiwang?" Ye Chen's expression became a little more exciting, which he never expected.

"What do you think?"

"This is really a coincidence." Ye Chen took out the Tianque Sword with a painful look on his face. This sword is a good treasure. It is made of divine iron. It is not powerful, but its strong defense is not ordinary.

"I'm a little reluctant to do it." Ye Chen looked at Long Teng eagerly.

"Bring it to me!" The son of the dignified prince immediately grabbed it, so that Ye Chen didn't even react. By the time he turned around, Long Teng was already carrying the sky and was nowhere to be seen.

"The flesh hurts." Ye Chen covered his chest fiercely, secretly saying that he should be playing tricks, anyway, there are many of us.

"Little friend, don't forget our promise." Here, Qian Shangyue smiled lightly and turned away.

"Remember, remember." Ye Chen couldn't help shaking his head.

"In the future, I will also come to you." The Great Chu Huangyan in the distance glanced at Ye Chen, and in the fierce cloak, he also disappeared from everyone's eyes, and the divine appearance of the Chu Huang's daughter was also Geisha.

"Old and old." Difan also set off, walking away with trembling steps, his back was a little stooped and bleak.

Glancing at Difan, Ye Chen sighed, and finally set his eyes on Nan Mingyushu.

She is still standing in the void, her expression is sometimes dull and sometimes agile, very strange, Ye Chen used the fairy wheel to break a mystery, just as Zhou Tianyi said, Nan Mingyushu is indeed missing a soul, and that soul must be Still in the mountains of 100,000.

"Someday, I'll come to you." After all, Nan Mingyushu spoke up, turned and walked away. Although her voice was beautiful, it was a little dry and lacked some people's emotions.

"You don't have to." Ye Chen coughed again, and it won't be long before they will meet again, and they will enter the Hundred Thousand Mountains with Ye Chen to find the traces of the emperors of all dynasties.

Go down!

The real Hengyue patted Ye Chen on the shoulder.

Ye Chen didn't speak, and the joke on his face disappeared, as if he knew the meaning of Heng Yue's words.

The Zhengyang Sect was destroyed, the Falun Dafa King died, the Yin-Ming army was destroyed, the Eight Kings retreated, and the emperor's descendants also left, but the matter was not over yet.

Soon, the high-level executives of Hengyue, Yanhuang, Qingyun, Dancheng, and major aristocratic families have all gathered in the broken hall of Zhengyang Sect. Even Ji Ningshuang, Yang Zhen, and many elders of Zhengyang Sect who have surrendered are also present.

As for His Royal Highness, there are hundreds of figures tied with immortal ropes, and they are tightly imprisoned there. If you take a closer look, isn't it Cheng Kun and Yin Zhou?

"Are there any last words?" Ye Chen held the killing sword in his hand, and stood there quietly, looking indifferent and unhappy.

The people who were sealed in front of him were all his uncles and ancestors a year ago, but now they are his prisoners.

"Did you kill Wu Changqing?" Cheng Kun, who was at the front, opened his mouth. His hair was disheveled, but his face was no longer hideous. He was as calm and scary as Ye Chen. First launch https:// https://

"It's me." Ye Chen's words were still flat.

"The three big competitions are your ghosts."

"it's me."

"You also destroyed the army of my Zhengyang Sect's two halls."

"it's me."

When the two asked and answered, they were so indifferent from beginning to end, making people think that this was not a conversation between two enemies, but more like a conversation between two old friends.

I don't know when, the silence in the hall was broken by Cheng Kun's laughter in the sky. He knew that Ye Chen did some things, but he still deceived himself and wanted to get Ye Chen to admit it himself.

Now that he got the answer, he felt how ridiculous he was.

Southern Chu has such a vast territory; Zhengyang Sect has such a strong foundation, but in just one year, it was overthrown by a disciple who had nothing. It is the courage, means and mind that only young emperors have.

Even so, Cheng Kun still smiled arrogantly and frivolously, in order to cover up his mistakes and guard the remaining trace of pride.

He knew that he was wrong, how outrageous the mistake was, but the arrogance of being a strong man did not allow him to admit his mistake or show any remorse. You can die, but you must die decently.

"If you win the king or lose the bandit, you will die." Compared with Cheng Kun, Yin Zhou and Zhengyang's ancestors laughed grimly. Although they were sealed, their hair was rapidly turning white. This is because transformation.

However, there is no one in the temple to stop them, they have already lost, and suicide may be their best result.

In just ten seconds, the hundreds of silhouettes that were sealed turned into dust in the cold wind.

Which of them was not a figure at the ancestor level of Zhengyang, and which was not a powerful man who was once a powerful man, was also magnanimous before his death. Perhaps when they embarked on this road, they had already seen this point.

At this moment, only Cheng Kun was left standing there in the hall. His body was upright, like a stone tablet. Perhaps in his opinion, his waist had never been as strong as it is now.

Zheng!

Ye Chen raised his hand and inserted the killing sword in front of Cheng Kun, "It's a good journey."

Cheng Kun didn't say a word, gently pulled out the killing sword inserted in front of him, then slowly turned around and walked towards the outside of the hall. Depressed.

I don't know when he stopped, standing on a high place, overlooking the dilapidated Zhengyang Sect. Once, he was the ruler here, and he was extremely familiar with the temple, the mountain, the flowers and the grass.

At this moment, his eyes became a little dazed. When he was dying, he seemed to think of some old past events. At that time, he was also young and frivolous, but also had the heart of a strong man and a big wish, including joy, grief, There are unwillingness and regret, but they interweave their glorious life.

All of a sudden, he laughed, but it was a vicissitudes of life and tiredness, his tall and straight body became a little hunched, and his back was even more bleak.

Zheng!

With the sound of the killing sword, his figure also turned to ashes with the wind.

Why!

Seeing a sect headmaster come to an end like this, the disciples and elders who had surrendered to the Zhengyang sect sighed.

This is war, winning and losing. Although cruel, it is very realistic.

Three, unified!