Kill, kill, kill!

The purple-haired old man was covered with his head, as if he was crazy, and his black magic hand was caught in the air, his face was hideous, and there were fangs in his mouth, glowing with a dark light.

Ye Chen's expression was awe-inspiring, and he fled quickly.

Although he is gone, the cow, dog, pig and sheep are miserable, under the palm of the quasi-saint, it is worse than an ant, and the old man's palm print has not really fallen, and it has been collectively crushed into ashes.

The souls of all living beings were destroyed, and only Ye Chen was left in the underground palace.

The old man smirked, licked his scarlet tongue, and walked towards Ye Chen step by step, treating him as his prey, his steps were so heavy that every time the soles of his feet fell, the earth he stepped on thumped, he was not a demon, but had turned into a heavenly demon, driven by the origin of the heavenly demon.

Ye Chen retreated step by step, retreated, turned his head and ran.

By the way, he also greeted the eighteen generations of the ancestors of the female holy body one by one, you are a ruined girl, you are a probable woman, and the holy body of my great holy realm was chased and killed by a quasi-saint, and his reputation was gone.

Bang! Bang!

The rumbling sound resounded through the dungeon, and the purple-haired old man who had no sense of consciousness chased and fought all the way, without looking at the Tao, and the stone pillars in the dungeon were knocked down one after another.

Look at the Tenth Emperor of Da Chu again, even rolling and climbing, it is indeed discredited.

This can't be blamed on Ye Chen, except for his physical body, the others have all been sealed, facing a quasi-saint, or a quasi-saint who turns into a heavenly demon, do you have to run? You have to run faster, if your legs cramp, you will be torn to pieces by the purple-haired old man.

Woo!

The purple-haired old man chased after him, swept through the monstrous demons, and in the rolling demons, he didn't know how many living beings he had swallowed, and there were terrible ghosts wailing, which were terrible and fierce, and he disturbed people's hearts.

"Beautiful seniors. Ye Chen dared to stop, and screamed all the way.

His call was not answered.

"North St. Ye Chen tore open his throat and let out another wolf howl.

However, there was still no response.

"Xichen. Ye Chen called again, his figure embarrassed.

Unfortunately, there is still no response.

The purple-robed old man chased after him, swept in with a palm, and the witty Ye Dashao was instantly swept away, smashed through the roof of the underground palace, and flew out of the ground, and then, a small mountain peak with a handsome top was also crashed into a crash by it, he didn't suffer any injuries, it was banned, but the strength of the holy body was still there, if it weren't for this, it would have been crushed into ashes.

Burst!

In the midst of the flying rubble, Ye Chen staggered up and spurted blood.

This mouthful of blood is not hurt, but angry, on weekdays, one by one is dangling in front of them, and at the critical moment, no one can be found, and the chain is dropped.

Bang!

The old man then arrived, stepped on a mountain, and pressed Ye Chen with one palm.

The Heavenly Demon of the Quasi-Holy Realm, one palm is still very fierce, and the void space, which is not solid, has been pressed to explode inch by inch, so domineering, the Emperor Realm is not a problem in an instant.

Ye Chen clenched his teeth, stepped forward, his hands were in the sky, and he stubbornly resisted the palm print, but he was also pressed by a palm, his legs were bent, and the blood vomited wildly.

Otherwise, it is said that he is the emperor, even if he is sealed, even if he has no cultivation and no realm, he can still have the background, and in this state, he can carry the palm of the quasi-saint, and he can be proud of the heavens.

Ye Chen's resistance, the angry old man thundered and was furious, opened his mouth and spat out a wisp of pitch-black magic mist, which turned into a sea of demons, swept the sky and the earth, and instantly engulfed Ye Chen.

At this moment, Ye Chen couldn't bear it.

The devouring power of the Demon Sea is terrifying, sucking his qi and blood all the time, according to this posture, it only takes three or five moments for his desolate ancient holy body to be swallowed into a dried corpse.

Airplanes!

At the moment of crisis, there was a fairy light manifestation in the center of his eyebrows, and then, the seal of the female holy body was lifted by itself, and the cultivation and realm all returned in an instant.

"I'll just say it, you don't want me to die. ”

Ye Chen smiled, showing two rows of white teeth, his eyes were shining, and his majestic qi and blood were surging, gathering into a golden divine sea, crushing the pitch-black demon sea into nothingness.

Kill!

The old man was unconscious, he didn't know what to fear, his eyes shot thunder, and he pounced on Ye Chen.

Ye Chen snorted coldly, brushed his hands for a while, and trapped the old man.

Woo!

The old man is like a carrier of resentful spirits, and his roar is mixed with the wailing of ghosts.

Ye Chen was silent, and peeked fixedly.

Today's purple-haired old man is exactly the same as Yan Lao Dao, it is difficult to destroy the origin of the Heavenly Demon, or in other words, he is a Heavenly Demon, who has been completely eroded by the origin of the Heavenly Demon.

Ye Chen has no mercy, and wiped out the old man with one palm, for the old man, it may be a liberation, an alchemist who has done a lot of evil, I don't know how many living beings have been destroyed, and he should be killed.

The old man was buried, leaving only the real fire, and was included in the Danhai by Ye Chen.

The real fire at the bottom is also intelligent, there is no need for Ye Chen to flicker, nor does it need to be intimidated by the fairy fire, it is very consciously integrated, and the process of integration is smoother than imagined.

After one last glance, Ye Chen turned around and disappeared, heading straight to the ancient city where Situ Kang was.

Along the way, he was born and never saw the female holy body again, which made him a little more curious about the previous bang, thinking about the look of the female holy body, he was still very anxious.

Is there a strange treasure born? Or, is it the entrance to the primeval wilderness?

Ye Chen muttered in his heart, touching his chin and groaning, he always felt that the latter was more reliable, in his opinion, the only thing that could really pull the heartstrings of the female holy body was the entrance of the Ancient Flood Desolation.

As he spoke, the ancient city came into view.

When he came back after a few months, Ye Chen's brows couldn't help frowning, just because the ancient city was in ruins, and the bloody atmosphere was thick, and the surging blood mist could be seen from afar.

Such a scene is clear at a glance, and someone must have caused chaos.

Ye Chen stepped into the sky, stopped in the void, and looked down below.

Now this ancient city, in a mess, how a tragic word, there is no complete palace, there is no half a complete pavilion, collapsed collapse, cracked cracked, the streets are full of bricks and debris, a corpse, horizontal and vertical, as if it had been sacked by the god of killing, bloody, Rao is him, all feel shocked.

Ye Chen's consciousness dispersed, and he did not see Situ Kang and the woman of the Fire Domain, nor did he see the Northern Sage.

Without thinking much about it, he applied Zhou Tian Evolution and traced back to the source.

In the dark, he saw a miserable picture: a red-haired girl, carrying a blood-stained broken sword, slaughtering living beings, like a female demon, killing people without blinking, and the creatures in this city, whether monks or spirit animals, were killed and injured countless times.

Ye Chen's expression was ugly, how could he not recognize who she was: Beisheng.

To be more precise, it is the Northern Sage in the state of Heavenly Demons, who has been completely eroded by the origin of Heavenly Demons, and has turned into a Heavenly Demon, holding a broken imperial soldier, who is her opponent.

Boom! Bang!

Suddenly, there was a rumbling in the distance, as if there was a big battle, and the movement was quite large.

When Ye Chen heard this, he went straight to that side.

This way, it is difficult to hide the blood, the vast earth is full of corpses, the blood mist covers half of the void, all thanks to the Northern Holy Place, too many are killed, the corpses become mountains, and the blood flows into rivers.

Damn the Heavenly Demon Origin!

Ye Chen's eyes flashed coldly, his fists were soaked in blood, how could he have expected that the Northern Sage would turn into a heavenly demon so quickly, he should have sealed her in advance.

He was like a god all the way, close enough to the source of the rumble.

It was a group of mountains, you could see the peaks, one by one collapsed, under the twilight of the blood mist, you could clearly see the Northern Sage, the blood-colored hair fluttering, and the wisps of red were dazzling.

Ye Chen's qi and blood rose, and he shrank into inches in three or five and rushed into the mountains.

In the mountains, there are also many people, young and old, most of them are stained with blood, their bodies are staggering, and they can't stand steadily, Situ Kang and the woman of the Fire Domain are also there, and they are also seriously injured.

And at this moment, the one who is fighting with the Northern Saint is an old man in a white robe.

Although it is quasi-emperor-level, the white-robed old man is difficult to defeat the Northern Sage, just because the Northern Sage is the emperor's sub-level, the emperor-level of the Great Sage Realm, and there are more broken emperors to help in the battle, and the peak quasi-emperor may not be able to do it, not to mention the quasi-emperor Quadruple Heaven, he was pressed and beaten by the Northern Sage all the way, and the old body was already dripping with blood and bones, and the most striking thing was that there was a bloody hole with a large bowl mouth in his chest.

When Ye Chen arrived, the white-robed old man was bleeding again.

The Northern Sage smiled, terrifying, really like a female demon, wielding the broken imperial soldiers, cutting out a blood-colored immortal river, which was a killer supernatural power, wanting to kill the old man in white robes.

Ye Chen was as fast as a ghost, landing in the void, his big golden hand crossed the sky, wiping out the blood-colored fairy river with one palm, and at the same time, with a soft force in his hand, he pushed out the white-robed old man.

"Holy Lord?" Situ Kang saw this, his eyes flashing.

"Ancient Holy Body?" The white-robed old man couldn't help but be stunned, he hadn't seen Ye Chen's own deity, but he recognized the Holy Body Qi and Blood, golden, genuine Holy Body blood.

When he said this, the people in the mountains also looked up and looked stunned.

The legend of the Holy Body Ye Chen has already spread throughout the heavens of all domains hundreds of years ago, the Holy Lord of Heaven, the emperor of Great Chu, when the Heavenly Demon invaded, he slaughtered the Great Emperor more than once, he is a god of war, the god of war of the world, and has created too many immortal myths.

Now that I have to see the real person, how not to be shocked, the Holy Sacrament has come to the fire domain.

Compared to them, the smile of the girl Beisheng is quite gloomy, she has turned into a heavenly demon, there is no more sanity in her eyes, some are just tyrannical, and bloodthirsty that cannot be hidden.

Looking at her, Ye Chen's heart ached violently, is that still a peerless Northern Sage? How can there still be human emotions, turned into a heavenly demon, and is already a murderous puppet.

"Get out of here. Ye Chen said lightly, and his combat power instantly peaked.

When the people below heard this, they didn't dare to delay, and they helped each other to withdraw from the mountains, and the old man in the white robe hesitated for a moment, and then withdrew, and he was still quite confident in Ye Chen's combat power.

On the mountains, only Ye Chen and the Northern Sage remain, the north and the south are opposed, one is stepping on the demonic blood sea, and the other is stepping on the golden divine sea, just like the demon of the world, just like the god of war of the eight desolations.

It can be seen that Ye Chen's momentum is slightly down, compared to Xiuwei, the Northern Sage is not weaker than him, the most important thing is that the Northern Sage has broken emperor soldiers, and he only has quasi-emperor soldiers.

"What a wonderful blood. Beisheng smiled, stepping on nothingness, walking step by step, sniffing Ye Chen's qi and blood, like a greedy girl, licking her tongue greedily.

Ye Chen was silent, only looked at the Northern Sage, compared to Yan Lao Dao, compared to the previous alchemist, the Northern Sage still had a trace of sanity, at least, she knew what was delicious.

In the eyes of the Northern Sage, he is like a prey, and his surging life and blood is the so-called gluttonous feast, which is loved by the heavens and demons, and the Northern Sage is no exception.