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The battle was tragic, and Qi Qi did not die, but Ren Xiu was destroyed in pieces, resisting desperately, and it was difficult for Qi Qi to attack and kill.

"Run, run. Ren Xiu a white-haired old man roared, Xu is the ancestor of this faction, besieged by the three poor Qi together, and saw the descendants die tragically one by one, bleeding all over the place.

"Escape?" Qi Qi smiled, opened his mouth and spewed out a thunderbolt, piercing the white-haired old man, the picture... It's very dazzling.

"Kill. The white-haired old man roared, his old eyes were bloodshot, burning Shouyuan, and the forbidden law was suddenly opened, and he became young and young, and under the extreme sublimation, he desperately attacked and killed.

"Mole ants. Qi Qi snorted coldly, his huge body pounced, and the three besieged the white-haired old man, and he had to tear it apart before it was finished.

One to three, the white-haired old man fell into the wind, the old bones flew, blood splashed in the starry sky, and he was beaten by the three-headed poor Qi and turned over.

The descendants of human cultivation are also miserable, either wiped out or devoured, and under the iron horse of Qiqi, their souls are scattered.

Blood, stained the starry sky red, bloody, this starry sky, there are no complete stars, even the quicksand is covered with blood.

Human life has become more despicable than grass mustard, and living people have been buried in the galaxy and turned into historical dust here.

"Emperor, open your eyes!" Ren Xiu burst into tears, and his cry shook the starry sky, which was a roar from the soul, calling for the emperor of the human race to save the people from fire and water.

"This look of despair is really wonderful. Poor Qi licked his scarlet head, laughing unscrupulously, tyrannical and bloodthirsty.

"Are you gone?" on the other side, Qi Qi, playful and playful, shot thunder and lightning in his eyes, knocking the white-haired old man out.

The white-haired old man was bleeding, and before he could fix himself, Qiqi's iron hooves stepped on it in the air, crushing his old body to pieces.

"Uninteresting. The third poor qi killed, confided in the gods, and the Yuan mystic technique, directly attacked the true body of the white-haired old man.

"Ancestor. "The descendants of the human cultivators roared, and they all wanted to come to the rescue, but it was the mud bodhisattva crossing the river, and it was difficult to protect themselves.

The white-haired old man smiled, his cloudy old eyes were all desolate.

He hated, hated this filthy world, hated this naked law of survival, the world of the strong, and the weak deserved to be slaughtered.

When life and death were dying, he also felt guilty and ashamed of his ancestors.

A lineage, ancient and long, to be cut off in his hands, even if he goes down to the Yellow Spring, he has no face to see the ancestors and ancestors.

His arms hung down, he had already given up resistance, the poor Qi clan was too strong, stronger than he imagined.

Senseless struggles, full of despair, the road ahead is dark, there is no hope in sight, there is not the slightest light.

However, just a moment before closing his eyes, a golden glow suddenly appeared, and his old eyes subconsciously opened again, looking at that side.

It was a golden figure, as if it had come from a distant era, crossed the long river of time, and in the deep starry sky, it was dazzling, shining on the darkness and bringing light.

"Deceive me into the heavens and no one?" The one who came was a holy body, swept by a monstrous aura, and shook the world with a roar.

"And the ones that are not afraid of death, interesting. A poor smile was fierce, showing his white fangs, and his body rushed towards Ye Chen.

"Get out. Ye Chen snorted coldly, shook the nine realms and eight desolations angrily, and a punch was domineering, blasting through the head of the poor strange.

Qi Qi's head exploded, his brain overflowed, blood collapsed all over the starry sky, and his true body of Yuan Shen was also destroyed by Ye Chen's punch.

"This.... The white-haired old man was stunned, and the younger generations of the cultivators were also stunned, full of disbelief, that was a poor head!

"How could it be. "A group of poor and strange giants suddenly appeared, staring at Ye Chen, even the poor Qi of the big war also stopped, Ye Chen's strength can be called against the sky, it is really shocking.

"Vulnerable. Ye Chen twisted his neck fiercely.

"Hubris, kill together. The leader of Qi Qi was furious, his bloody eyes erupted with flames, swept away the air of the desolation, rushed forward, and the huge iron hooves roared in the starry sky.

Under the order, Qi Qi abandoned human cultivation and killed from all directions.

Ye Chen was not afraid, he conjured a pitch-black war spear in his hand, shrunk into inches in one step, and killed in front of the leader of the poor qi, the spear was used as a stick, and a stick smashed on his huge head.

The screams suddenly started, and the poor Qi who took the lead, the Tianling cover was smashed, and the Yuan Shen was severely damaged, affecting the flesh and cracking.

The size is big, and there is a lot of blood, and if it is poured, it gathers into a river.

Ye Chen took a quick step to keep up and gave him another spear.

Poor leader Qi Qi, he didn't pretend to be ready, he split on the spot, his head was pierced, and the true body of the original god was extinguished.

"Die!" A poor man walked into the sky, his anger was tyrannical, and his iron hooves stepped on the air, wanting to trample Ye Chen into meat sauce.

Ye Chen sneered, fled in an instant, and reappeared in the form of that Qiqi, who was already on top of Na Qiqi's head, holding a spear in both hands, and inserting it straight.

The blood of Qiqi was like a gushing spring, gushing out, the sea of gods was wiped out, and the primordial gods were also destroyed together, and they were killed on the spot by a spear.

"Swallow. The third Qi Qi pounced, opened his bloody mouth, and there was a pitch-black vortex in his mouth, swallowing the heavens and the earth, and the gravel and blood in all directions were all swept into his mouth.

Ye Chen was also swallowed on the spot, but he was swallowed voluntarily.

Being able to swallow Lao Tzu is not a good thing, being able to digest Lao Tzu is considered to be awesome, not everyone can swallow it.

It turned out that Ye Chen was indeed making a fuss, and when he entered Qi Qi's stomach, he began to make trouble, and Qi Qi screamed.

It was only three seconds before and after, Ye Chen came out, attacked from the inside, and blasted out a blood hole, and when he came out, Ling Tian burst the poor Qi with a spear.

It's only been a few rounds, and the four poor Qi have been wiped out in a row, and the rest of the Qi Qi is thunderous and angry, and his big eyes are radiating bloodthirsty light.

Ye Chen will not be afraid, Qi Qi is very hanging? Lao Tzu or Holy Communion? He has ever coaxed and scared Lao Tzu, it is not easy to do it.

This guy has shown his might, manipulating the war and crisscrossing the starry dome.

He is like a god of war, everywhere he goes, there is a poor man who died, his huge body exploded in the starry sky, he was too big and had too much blood, and the starry sky was bloody.

This scene is bloody and brutal, and it can be called lawless.

The old man in white and the younger generations of the cultivators had already hid far away, their mouths were slightly open, their eyes were straight, and they were petrified.

Who is this? If you want to be so fierce, it is Qiqi! The first creatures in heaven and earth, how domineering is their bloodline.

But it was such a group of wild beasts, who were cultivated by one person, and they couldn't raise their heads, and they were destroyed one after another.

People were so excited and enthusiastic that they forgot to escape for a while, but instead became a spectator, witnessing all this.

Such a big movement provoked more monks, who gathered in all directions, and swallowed their saliva violently, "That... Who's that man?"

"I've seen it fierce, I've never seen it so fierce, it's against God!"

"It's been a long time, and it's the first time I've seen someone hard steel. ”

"It's really a patriarch's face. An old monk hissed, "Our heavens are not without people, and the human race also has a god of war. ”

The words of this old monk aroused it. Thousands of waves.

The weak monks couldn't participate in the battle, so they each took out their robes, tied them to the battle and waved them, shouting and cheering for Ye Chen, and their voices were like a tidal wave, sweeping the starry sky, and Haoyu was also turbulent.

"Who, who the hell are you. Qiqi's anger was like thunder.

The dignified desolate clan, the first creatures in heaven and earth, look at the world, how arrogant, but the suspicious life that was killed, roaring, roaring, shaking the star dome.

"My name: Dust Night. Ye Chen's words were sonorous.

His roar shook people's hearts, but everyone who heard it looked at each other, making sure that they had never heard of this name.

The heavens are crouching tigers, hidden dragons, and there are many talents, and they are alive.

They had never even heard of it, let alone been poor.

Ye Chen easily revealed his identity, what he wanted was a sense of mystery, and he wanted to wear the name of Dust Night and angrily kill the desolate clan.

The identity is to be revealed, but it is not this starry sky.

Xuanhuang is his main battlefield, killing all the way.

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