In the midst of the discussion, the Zhiyang Daoist escaped into a mountain.

Ye Chen lifted the blood sword, then slashed in, and slashed with a swing of the sword.

Then, the mountains collapsed one after another, and they were razed to the ground, unable to withstand the pressure of the quasi-imperial soldiers and the holy bones of Dacheng.

Zhiyang burned the power of the Yuan Shen and sacrificed Shou Yuan with blood.

He only cares about running for his life, how can he have the majesty of the great sage.

Ye Chen chased after him, constantly swinging his sword, Zhiyang's body was cut again and again, healed again and again, and was cut again and again, and the whole bloody person made people's hearts tremble.

One chase and one kill, just like the divine light, just like the fairy.

The mountains they encountered collapsed, the seas they crossed dried up, and the plains they crossed cracked in an instant.

Who would have thought that this chase lasted for three days and three nights, spanning thousands of miles before and after, without any result.

With the help of the Holy Bone, Ye Chen's speed is indeed as fast as a god.

However, although his combat power is far stronger than Zhiyang, if Zhiyang escapes with all his might, Rao is not easy for him to catch up.

It is true that he is fusing the Holy Bone, but it is difficult to control such a domineering power, this drawback, it is difficult to ignore.

Another sea of vicissitudes, endless, magnificent.

The Zhiyang Daoist fled in desperately, and then roared and roared, "Canghai Daoist help me, Canghai Daoist help me." ”

He seemed to have known that there were powerful monks in this sea, so he ran to ask for help, wanting to avoid Ye Chen's pursuit.

Not to mention, there are really people in this sea, and their cultivation is not low.

It was an old man in white, slowly walking out from the bottom of the sea, the realm was a great sage, and it was a little worse than the Zhiyang Daoist.

He was in retreat here, and he didn't want to be disturbed.

However, when he saw the bloody Zhiyang Daoist, he was stunned, "Zhiyang Daoist, how can this be." ”

"Save me, save me. "Zhiyang Daoist rushed madly.

The old man in white was even more stunned, and subconsciously looked at the other side.

When he entered his eyes, he saw Ye Chen, carrying a bloody sword, surging and murderous, like a demon.

"Quasi-Emperor?" the old man in white was surprised, but quickly shook his head again, "No, it's with the help of some kind of power. ”

Seeing through this, he immediately stepped forward, first gave his hand, and then smiled slightly, "I don't know where the Taoist friend is, can you sell the old man a thin noodle, and be forgiving and forgiving." ”

Ye Chen was silent, he swung his sword directly, and slashed the head of the old man in white with a sword, that scene could not be described as bloodless.

He didn't spare his hand, but killed with a sword, not only beheading the old man in white, but also destroying his primordial spirit.

The head rolled down, and the eyes of the old man in white were prominent.

He was depressed, and he should be aggrieved, a dignified sage, and he was killed by someone in front of him, and he was caught off guard.

At the last moment of sanity annihilation, he understood what regret was, regret that he should not run out and pretend to be forced, and regret that he should not have done this peacemaking thing, so that he caused the disaster of death.

Beheaded the white-haired old man, Ye Chen stepped into the sky and continued to chase.

Zhiyang Daoist stumbled all the way, and the old man in white blocked the gun for him, but he fled extremely fast and didn't dare to turn back.

The spectators followed, and when they saw the old man in white who was in a different place, they couldn't help but sigh, "Just cultivate well, just retreat well, and you have to run out." ”

"It's okay now, it's not installed well, it's split!"

"Doing, that's doing. Some old guys shook their heads secretly, "I don't know what hatred Ye Chen has with Zhiyang Dao people, so he ran out to meddle in his affairs, and he deserved to be destroyed." ”

"To say that Ye Chen is ruthless enough. "Sighing and smacking tongues came and went, "Say extinguished, it's really capricious." ”

"This is counted as a truth, and no one can provoke the Holy Sacrament, and the consequences are very serious. Too many people shook their heads and laughed.

No one refutes this, and this is really a truth.

Count it carefully, since Ye Chen came to the Xuan Wilderness, but whoever has done the whole thing with Ye Chen, which one has a good death.

No, almost none, from the gods of Taiqing Palace to today's Zhiyang, they are all bloody examples.

One chase and one kill, and there are spectators behind it, and it is mighty.

There were more people who were provoked, and when they saw that Zhiyang Dao people were hunted down and killed, they were all shocked when they heard about today's events.

The people who gathered were all like the ranks of spectators, many of them were great saints, but none of them dared to intercede.

However, there are so many people who don't believe in evil who always want to run out and pretend to be forced, just like this.

It was a purple-haired old man, a genuine great sage.

He is not a native monk in Zhongzhou, but from the distant Eastern Wilderness, he came to Zhongzhou, and happened to encounter this incident.

"Fellow Daoist save me. Seeing the purple-robed old man coming forward, the Zhiyang Daoist pounced over, his body in disarray.

"Don't be afraid, I will intercede for you, the problem should not be big. The purple-robed old man smiled, with a leisurely temperament.

As he spoke, this guy looked at Ye Chen and raised his arm to give his hand.

However, before he could speak, Ye Chen had already slashed over with a sword, and the holy bone cooperated with the sword power of the quasi-emperor, destroying the withering and decaying.

The purple-robed old man changed color and wanted to dodge, but it was too late.

Blood splattered, a head rolled down, and only the Yuan Shen escaped, and said in horror, "No matter, I don't care." ”

Ye Chen didn't respond, and waved his hand to be a domineering sword.

On the spot, the purple-robed old man knelt down, and the primordial spirit was also silent.

Like the old man in white, the moment before he died, he also regretted it very much, and came to this Zhongzhou from the Eastern Wilderness thousands of miles away, shopping around, and pretending to be noble.

This is good, after thousands of years of hard work, I made a wrong step, went directly to the Yellow Spring, and chose the grave by myself.

The spectators walked by, sighing incessantly, and could only mourn in silence.

The chase and killing continued, all the way to the boom, all the way to the bloody robbery.

Ahead, the ancient city appeared, the atmosphere was majestic, and the Zhiyang Dao people flew over, and the roar shook the sky, "Help me." ”

The ancient city trembled, and there was a great sage overflowing, followed by a cold snort, "Junior, you have to be forgiving and forgiving." ”

Ye Chen didn't speak, and chased the Zhiyang Dao people into the ancient city.

The blood-haired old man has been waiting for him, his blood is monstrous, and he has touched the bottleneck of the quasi-emperor, and his cultivation is shoulder to shoulder with Zhiyang.

"Huayang City, I can't allow you to make a mistake. The old man in the blood robe snorted coldly, his head hung a treasure pot, and the cold sound resounded for nine days.

Ye Chen carried the blood sword, his pace did not decrease, and he swung the sword directly.

The blood-haired old man was furious, moved the treasure pot, and confronted it.

In the next moment, his treasure pot cracked, and was slashed by Ye Chen's sword, and the falling fragments also turned into flying ashes.

The natal magic weapon shattered, and he was also counterattacked, vomiting blood on the spot, kicking back, and his face changed in an instant.

"I don't care about this anymore. The blood-haired old man turned around and fled, his face pale, his heart trembling, and his cold air rising.

He wanted to escape, but how could Ye Chen let him go.

The second sword has arrived, slashing the flesh of the blood-haired old man.

Then came the third sword, and the blood-haired old man's primordial spirit was destroyed.

"Yes, another great sage. The spectators sighed, "I didn't know anything, so I rushed out to do the whole thing, looking for abuse." ”

"Because the Great Sage of Zhiyang Dao was destroyed, it is already the third one, and visually, Zhiyang is also a disaster star, and it is not shallow to harm people. ”

"Save me, save me. Ahead, the Zhiyang Dao people were still roaring, fleeing all the way and roaring all the way, calling for help all the way.

It's just that the lessons from the past, bloody examples have been spread one after another, who would stupidly run out to intercede with him, unless the brain was kicked by a donkey.

Ye Chen is too strong, or rather, the holy bones of the Dacheng Holy Body are domineering, and the residual power still exists, who dares to fight under the quasi-emperor.

There are more and more people gathering to watch the play, and the great sage level grabs a lot of them, but they only do the theater watchers, and do not look for excitement.

Zhiyang Daoren's face was pale and bloodless, and his heart was cold.

Seeing the truth in times of trouble, this time he really understood.

On weekdays, he calls himself a brother and a brother, and he can't lend his daughter-in-law to sleep if he has a good relationship, so he doesn't speak at all.

"Senior save me. As he spoke, the man ran into a lonely barren forest, and roared and roared when he entered.

"Seniors?" The spectators raised their eyebrows, and the person who could be called a senior by Zhiyang could not be a quasi-emperor.

Thinking of this, everyone rushed over.

In the depths of the barren forest, there was a lake, and by the lake there was an old man, dressed in a cloak and a cloak, and he was leisurely fishing.

"It's really a quasi-emperor. The spectators were amazed.

"Now there's a good show. Many people rubbed their hands, their eyes brightened, "He won't even do it to the quasi-emperor!"

"Fighting with Emperor Quasi, I don't know which of the two is weaker or stronger. ”