When the words fell, I saw Ye Chen pull out his black robe, covered his whole body, and the ghost mask was also sacrificed, covering his face.

Speechless all the way, stepping out of the void and stepping into a new world.

"God... Oh my God, someone came out of the restricted area. As soon as Ye Chen's front foot landed, he heard an exclamation.

It was outside the Heavenly Void, and there were many figures in groups of three or five, most of whom were monks who came to see the true face of the Heavenly Void.

Just like in the past, the foreign monks always wanted to see the forbidden area with a strong reputation, so they came together.

It was such a coincidence, they were watching, and Ye Chen came out, startling the monks of the Quartet to retreat one after another.

"It's shocking that there are living people coming out of the forbidden area. Surprises arose, one after another.

"Is it the supreme existence of the forbidden zone? ”

"Covered in black robes and masked, it is impossible to see his face clearly. "Many of the monks have escaped.

It's no wonder that Ye Chen is a person who came out of the forbidden area, with a mysterious aura, which makes people dare not stay easily.

and his coercion, which is so strong that it makes people tremble.

Ye Chen directly ignored the discussions of the Quartet, stepped into the void sky in one step, and went straight to one side, as fast as a ghost.

However, the news that someone came out of the forbidden area was as if it had wings, and it floated infinitely to the Quartet of Zhongzhou.

"Forbidden area? Zhongzhou shook, but everyone who listened to it trembled in their hearts.

It was a void of heaven, a fierce reputation, a forbidden area with no entry and exit, and no life, which was a monk's nightmare.

"In the past, the seven sons of Donghua invaded and almost wiped out the whole army, and the legend still makes people gasp. ”

"Isn't it a terrible sign that no one has ever come out of the forbidden area for endless years?"

The lonely night becomes unpeaceful, a layer of haze shrouds, darker than the night, making it impossible to sleep.

At the foot of the Heavenly Mountains, Ye Chen stopped, like a statue carved in stone, letting the wind rage, not moving at all.

Although nine days have passed, this world is still filled with blood and mist, and the howling wind carries a desolate and mournful roar.

The pictures of the tragic deaths of hundreds of reincarnated people are vivid, and the blooming blood flowers, like a sharp knife, are ripping out his heart and carving his bones.

There were tears in Ye Chen's eyes, blurring his sharp vision.

In the haze, he seemed to be able to see Hengyue and the real people, waving and smiling at him before going on the road.

They left, and they went to Huangquan, not their hometown.

"Good all the way. Ye Chen took out the wine jug and poured it on the ground, his voice hoarse and vicissitudes.

He was gone, too, and slowly disappeared into the night.

After a long time, he appeared in the ancient city of Kunlun.

The ancient city of Kunlun at night is more prosperous than daytime.

There will be no less discussion, and more will be spread from tea stalls and wine shops, but wherever there are people, there will be gossip.

What they are talking about is what happened in these days: the bloody tribulation of the Heavenly Mountains, the destruction of the ancient holy body...

Ye Chen walked by gently, and when he passed by the restaurant where the Kunlun banquet was held in the past, he didn't forget to glance sideways, and the Tianjiao at that time was destroyed by him a lot.

Collecting his gaze, he turned and stepped into a street, and in the corner, he found a small grocery store.

This is an intelligence cabinet that specializes in buying and selling information.

The owner of the grocery store is a young man with a clear face, a quasi-saint-level cultivator, who is sitting there reading ancient books.

Seeing Ye Chen coming, he immediately put down the ancient book, and laughed very kindly, "What do you want from Daoyou." ”

"Nine days ago, you knew what was going on under the Heavenly Mountains. Ye Chen said lightly, his voice was old and hoarse.

"I know. The young man couldn't help but smile.

"I want all the information about the people who besieged the Holy Sacrament, their identities, their forces, their families. Ye Chen's tone was majestic.

Hearing this, the young man raised his eyebrows, subconsciously looked at Ye Chen, and said secretly, "What is this person going to do." ”

"The old man is very busy, speed. Ye Chen snorted coldly.

"Fellow Daoist, please wait a moment. The young man smirked, and hurried in to get the information.

His efficiency was still very high, and after two or three minutes, he came out with a storage bag.

"Fifteen million source stones, this store does not bargain. ”

Ye Chen was silent, flicked a storage bag and flew out, and then raised his hand to take away the information in the young man's hand.

He went away again, coming and leaving in a hurry.

Behind him, the handsome young man subconsciously wiped his cold sweat, "This person is so coercive and domineering." ”

Ye Chen had already torn open the storage bag, and inside it were pieces of jade slips, each of which sealed the information.

He was directly crushed, and the intelligence was imprinted in the Shenhai.

The information in the Intelligence Pavilion has always been accurate and detailed.

The monks who besieged him that day numbered nearly 10,000.

In this information, each of them is listed, including identity, cultivation, and the power to which they belong.

Naturally, it also includes those who have been beheaded by him, such as the Demon Divine Son and the Protoss Divine Son.

It is also thanks to the demons and gods who have returned to the ancient land after they have self-styled, if they know that their princes have been destroyed, they must be wanted by all races, and the battle is very big.

"Don't worry, come one by one. Ye Chen's words were cold to the bone, and many figures flashed in the sea of gods: Feng Xian'er, the Immortal Divine Son, the Silent Divine Body, the Burial Heaven Divine Son, the Heavenly Remnant, and the Zhiyang Dao person.

As he spoke, he silently turned around and entered a green building, in which there were people who besieged and killed him that day.

"Ouch, why did the uncle come!" Fang just came in, and saw the old bustard swinging a silk silk and coming up, with a flattering smile on his face.

Ye Chen didn't answer, stepped on the third floor, found a private room very accurately, and then kicked the door open.

In the room, there was a man and a woman doing things that were upside down, all of them were naked, and the male cultivator's eyes were full of evil spirits.

"Bastard, who let you in. The male cultivator drank angrily, good things were disturbed, he was very angry, and the killing sword suddenly appeared.

Ye Chen came in an instant, and wiped out his Danhai with one finger.

The screams suddenly sounded, and the female cultivator hurriedly covered her body with silk in a panic, and looked at Ye Chen with frightened eyes.

Ye Chen ignored, or rather, didn't say a word from beginning to end, picked up the male cultivator, turned around and walked out of the room.

He didn't kill the male cultivator, because he wanted the male cultivator to kneel and die at the foot of the Heavenly Mountains and sacrifice the reincarnated people with blood.

Outside the door, there was an old man in a purple robe who blocked Ye Chen's way, it was the courtyard of the Qing Building, and the cultivation was at the level of a holy king.

"Fellow Daoist, make trouble here, give the old man an explanation. The purple-robed old man snorted coldly, and his old eyes flashed with coldness.

Ye Chen's pace did not decrease, and there was no emotional fluctuation in his eyes.

"Hubris. The purple-robed old man drank violently and slapped his palm.

Ye Chen's eyes did not squint, but also palmed, very casually.

On the spot, the old man in the purple robe of the Saint King level flew out sideways, and in the upside down, his body exploded, collapsing a restaurant opposite, and the picture was bloody.

Boom!

The people in the building, whether they were drinking, frolicking, or flirting, all swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Saint King level, that's the Saint King level! Someone was slapped at will, is the person who made the shot a quasi-emperor level?

Under the watchful eyes and awe of everyone, Ye Chen walked out of the green building, still holding the bloody male cultivator in his hand.

"Fellow Daoist, private fighting is forbidden in Kunlun City. As soon as he came out of the green building, an old and ethereal voice sounded.

"Get out. Ye Chen said lightly, with the help of the power of the Holy Bone, although his voice was light, it was like an eternal thunderbolt, aimed at that person, with supreme coercion and majesty.

Now, there was no sound directly, and the old voice wilted.

It wasn't until Ye Chen walked out of the ancient city of Kunlun that he saw a white-haired old man in the palace in the city wiping his cold sweat fiercely, "Hell, where did you come from such a quasi-emperor-level." ”

Out of Kunlun City, Ye Chen stepped on the sky and went straight to one side.

It was not until he stopped in front of an immortal mountain for a long time.

This is the family of one of the people who besieged him that day, and in the Xuan Desolate Continent, it can't even be called a third-rate force.

There was an enchantment in the immortal mountain, and he skipped it directly and hung in the void.

"Who. When the shouting sounded, two figures came to the sky, one black and one white, two old men, both of whom were saint-level cultivators, and one of them had reached the bottleneck.

"Let him out. Ye Chen's words were plain, holding a picture scroll in his hand, on which was a purple-haired young man with a fair face and a playful look on the corner of his mouth.

"Presumptuous. The black-robed old man snorted coldly, suddenly pounced, pinched the big seal in his hand, and Ling Tian slapped it towards Ye Chen.

Ye Chen's expression was calm, he was not happy or carefree, he only raised his hand slightly, and he didn't even look at the old man in black robe.

In an instant, the black-robed old man turned into a blood flower, whether it was the flesh or the primordial spirit, it was all silent.

"It's ...... The white-robed old man changed color, took a step back, his eyes were also prominent, and his expression was full of fear.

Not only he was afraid, but everyone in the Immortal Mountain was afraid.

Raise your hand to destroy the saint, what kind of combat power is that, what kind of cultivation he is, they can't guess, and they don't dare to guess.

"Senior's atonement, did my Wang family provoke you?" The white-robed old man was prostrate, and his old body couldn't help but tremble.

"Let him out. Ye Chen still said the same thing.

"Good, good. The white-robed old man got up in a hurry, went to a mountain peak, and brought the purple-haired young man with him.

Ye Chen raised his hand, pointed at the gods, and abolished his cultivation.

The screams were terrible, and the purple-haired youth was completely a waste.

The white-robed old man and everyone in the Wang family trembled, their faces were extremely pale, and no one had just stepped forward.

This is the world of the strong, watching their own people being destroyed, but they don't even dare to make a sound.

Ye Chen left again, his body was like a ghost, and he disappeared for a moment.

After he left, the fairy mountains behind him were terrifying, and all of them were collapsed people, cold sweat, soaking their clothes.

"Old... Ancestor. "Everyone looks at the old man in the white robe.

"It must have been the son of iniquity who provoked the man. The white-robed old man shouted, his voice like thunder, "He is innocent of death." ”

An ancient city, Ye Chen fell, and entered a mansion.

"Who trespassed. The cheers paused, and the three quasi-saint kings jumped out at once, surrounding Ye Chen in the center.

This time, Ye Chen was too lazy to ask for someone, and went straight to a villa in the mansion, and the person he was looking for was in the villa.

"Look for death. A quasi-saint king shouted angrily, stepped forward to block, and his head hung over the copper furnace, and his momentum was strong.

Ye Chen waved his hand and slapped the quasi-saint king away with one palm.

Poof, click!

The quasi-saint king was very miserable, his body turned into a blood mist, the primordial god was annihilated, and the copper furnace hanging above his head also exploded.

"It's ...... The remaining two quasi-saint kings were so frightened that they trembled all over, standing in the void sky, not daring to move.

Not only did they dare not move, but the people in the entire mansion did not dare to move, their eyes were full of fear, and they did not dare to look directly at Ye Chen.

Yes....!

In the depths of the mansion, a scream rang out, coming from the garden, a blood-haired young man, beaten into a waste.

Ye Chen held it in one hand and walked out, as if there was no one around.

In the entire mansion, no one dared to speak, and some people were already too scared and prostrate on the ground, for fear that they would also suffer a bloody robbery.