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Let go!

The vast starry sky, cheers like thunder.

More than a dozen saints, hundreds of quasi-saints, and 500,000 monks of the Great Luo Sword Sect, their figures are like a vast ocean, covering the starry sky of 100,000 miles, and everyone is shining brightly, even brighter than the stars, their murderous aura, heavy and cold, and the starry sky is turbulent.

Compared to them, Ye Chen, who was surrounded in the center, was a little thin, like a drop in the ocean.

This is a dead end, he is self-proclaimed by the fairy eye, there is no possibility of escaping, no matter how strong the combat power of the Ancient Holy Body is, it can't match this lineup, he may be killed in seconds at any time.

"Let go. "The 500,000 monks of the Daluo Sword Sect all raised their swords and pointed at Ye Chen, and the sound of the sword rang out, and the murderous aura was all over the sky, it was a pair of vicious eyes, and their faces were like ghosts, which were very hideous.

"There's a kind of grabbing. Ye Chen smiled leisurely, and before the words fell, a bright divine rainbow rushed out from his heavenly spirit cover, rushed away, and plunged straight into the vast starry sky, and the starry sky trembled.

Immediately, there was a thunderclap in the vast starry sky.

Well?

The Great Luo Sword Sect Saint frowned and subconsciously raised his head.

The 100,000 cultivators of the Great Luo Sword Sect also frowned and raised their faces.

The spectators also frowned and collectively looked up.

But seeing the sky of the nine heavens, there are wisps of nebulae intertwined, converging into a chaotic sea of clouds, the sea of clouds seems to have a spirit, there is no wind and waves, the waves are monstrous, swallowing up pieces of starlight.

Rumble!

There was another thunderbolt, the starry sky trembled again, and the chaotic sea of clouds in the Nine Heavens began to be torn apart by thunder and lightning, and a coercion that made the starry sky tremble down into the sky, overwhelming its breath.

"Apocalypse. The saint of the Great Luo Sword Sect suddenly changed color.

"The Eucharist's Tribulation. Everyone was so shocked that they collectively took a step back, there are nearly a million monks in the 100,000-zhang starry sky, and everyone will passively respond to the catastrophe here, and everyone can imagine the picture of millions of monks crossing the catastrophe together, which should be devastating.

"Retreat, retreat quickly. The powerhouse of the Great Luo Sword Sect hurriedly fled in all directions, running faster than a rabbit.

"Retreat?" Ye Chen sneered, shrunk into an inch in one step, and slipped into the tide of figures of the Great Luo Sword Sect, and at this moment, the heavenly tribulation also thundered, and the people within a radius of 100,000 zhang with him as the center were all passively pulled to respond to the catastrophe, and pieces of figures turned into flying ashes.

"Bastard. The saints of the Great Luo Sword Sect were furious, and although they were scolding, they were far away one by one.

"Bastard. The 500,000 monks of the Great Luo Sword Sect also shouted angrily, but they were not idle under their feet, and they were crazy and far away, Ye Chen was a mourning star, so it was right to stay away from him.

Ye Chen's body is like a ghost, giving full play to his stinky and shameless spirit, and he will go wherever there are more people.

The thunder in the sky is like a shadow, wherever Ye Chen goes, everywhere he goes, there will be a piece of human figure turned into blood mist, and even the escaped Yuan Shen could not escape the doom, and the real ashes were gone.

The starry sky was lively again, it was a huge picture, the 500,000 monks of the Great Luo Sword Sect, who were struck by the thunder, turned their backs on their horses, not only quasi-saints, but also saints were also chopped into the sky.

The corners of the mouths of the monks watching the battle twitched fiercely.

More than a dozen saints, hundreds of quasi-saints, and 500,000 monks of the Great Luo Sword Sect were chased by an emperor and scurrying around in the starry sky, and such a picture should be a myth when it was passed on to future generations.

Someone counted it carefully, in just a dozen breaths, the monks of the Great Luo Sword Sect who were killed by the thunder robbery were no less than 100,000, not counting the disabled, this was even more tragic than the war.

Looking at it, the spectators retreated, for fear that Ye Chen's slut would suddenly go to them for a walk, it was the Holy Body's Tribulation, but it was not a joke, and if you were not careful, you would become scum.

Burst!

Ye Chen was injured and was slashed out by a thunderbolt.

got up in embarrassment, he didn't dare to wave anymore, after all, this was his catastrophe, and he couldn't be sloppy.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, this guy went against the sky and killed the nine heavens, and the eight desolations destroyed the Ling Tian thunder with one punch.

His actions angered the will of the heavens, and more thunderbolts slashed down from the sky, each one of which was extremely thick, and each of them also carried the divine power of destroying the heavens and the earth, and wanted to crush it alive.

It was a gorgeous picture, with thunder intertwined, like the Milky Way pouring down, like light and rain.

Seeing that Ye Chen had turned around to fight against the Thunder Tribulation, the powerhouse of the Great Luo Sword Sect stopped.

At this moment, there are less than 300,000 of the 500,000 monks of the Great Luo Sword Sect, and more than 100,000 monks have died under the Heavenly Tribulation.

Bastard!

The saints of the Great Luo Sword Sect gritted their teeth, their faces were fierce, and they were all in disarray, even if the saints were beyond the world, they would not dare to provoke the Heavenly Tribulation easily, let alone the Holy Body Heavenly Tribulation.

War!

Ye Chen's shout shook the starry sky, like a god of war of the Eight Desolations, still going against the sky, one after another thunder was destroyed by his punch, refining the holy body with thunder tribulation, and refining the chaotic Dao with divine punishment.

He struck all the way up from below, and none of the thousands of thunderbolts could break it, as if this so-called will of God was a big joke to be trampled on by it.

The viewer's face changed again.

I've seen a strong one, but I've never seen one so strong, that's divine punishment! It's so vulnerable.

Everyone raised their heads and looked at the Nine Heavens in shock, the Ye Chen, whose whole body was covered with golden light, was more dazzling than the sun, and it was really like a god of war, covering the eight desolations of Haoyu.

Rumble!

Still with all eyes on him, Ye Chen hit the ethereal starry sky all the way and saw the chaotic clouds.

That is the will of God.

A hundred years ago in Dachu, when he advanced to the Heavenly Realm, he tore through the chaotic clouds and mists and broke the confinement of the heavens.

Break!

Ye Chen roared, and hit Jiuxiao with a punch, blasting through the chaotic clouds that represented the will of heaven and earth.

It's just that, unlike a hundred years ago, the chaotic clouds and mist that were blasted through healed in an instant, and hundreds of millions of thunderbolts converged, and then a nine-colored thunderbolt appeared, splitting Ye Chen down.

However, the catastrophe did not stop because he fell, and the thunder still fell like that.

The starry sky was stained with blood, and the falling Ye Chen, the blood and bones that were split flew sideways, and every drop of holy blood was very dazzling, he was like a god of war in the apocalypse, and the immortal light of the whole body was annihilated by a few points.

Above the nine heavens, the thunder was even better, one after another, intertwined into a sea of thunder, falling from the sky, covering a hundred thousand zhang of starry sky, Ye Chen, who had just stabilized his figure, was engulfed on the spot.

Open!

Ye Chen snorted coldly, blasted away with a punch, and rushed out.

The dragon groaned, and in the 100,000-zhang thunder sea, nine giant dragons appeared, rolling up the domineering thunder and rushing towards Ye Chen, spitting thunder and lightning in his mouth, and the Dao approached Ye Chen's original god, wanting to kill Ye Chen's true body.

Ye Chen was extremely powerful, the thunder sea trembled in one step, the golden hand was covered with seals, and he swept away the five thunder dragons with one palm, and then took out the sword and slashed out a galaxy, and the remaining four dragons were also killed, and the domineering of the holy body once again shocked the power of the four directions.

However, far from being over, the thunderstorm was even more violent.

The nine-headed thunder dragon was beheaded, and Lei Hai conjured up another nine-headed thunder dragon, which was even more powerful than the former.

Ye Chen sacrificed the Heaven Killing Euphorbia and fought against the Thunder Dragon.

Boom!

The thunder sea was not calm, and the dragon's groans and thunder danced together.

Although Ye Chen's combat power is monstrous, the thunder dragon seems to be inexhaustible, every time he kills one, there will be another transformation, and one is stronger than the other, and the other is more domineering than the other.

At this moment, Rao is powerful holy body body was also beaten and devastated, and blood stained the starry sky.

"It's too strong. Beyond the thunder sea, the viewer's face turned pale again.

"Thunder dragons one after another, can't they be killed? What kind of catastrophe is this, and it will be finished if you have to cross the tribulation of life and death?"

"And the power of every thunder dragon is not weak!"

"He's cut off hundreds of heads!"

"In terms of the Imperial Realm, it can be called against God!" An older monk took a deep breath, and the people who watched the huge picture were terrified, and if it were them, they would have been swallowed up long ago.

"You can't kill me. In the shock, Ye Chen's earth-shattering roar sounded in the thunder sea, this sentence was said to the sky, even though he was drenched in blood, but he still had a monstrous fighting spirit, and turned into a divine dragon with a shining divine light, which was bigger than any thunder dragon.

Now, the starry sky is even more lively, counting Ye Chen, there are enough ten dragons fighting in the thunder sea.

The viewer retreated, because the thunder sea was constantly expanding, from 100,000 zhang to 110,000 zhang, from 110,000 zhang to 120,000 zhang, without the slightest stop, swallowing up pieces of starry sky.

Ye Chen was constantly injured, and was beaten back to human form more than once.

However, the Thunder Dragon still couldn't stop him, and instead of swallowing him, he was beheaded one by one.

In the tragic battle, Ye Chen's holy body was in Nirvana, and the Dao was also transforming, and every pore of his body was swallowing the power of thunder, maybe only the domineering him would dare to be so strong.

I don't know how long it took, but I saw that the Thunder Sea collapsed, was pierced by Ye Chen's punch, and was destroyed in the starry sky.

When the thunder sea dissipates, there will be no more thunder dragons.

The thunder annihilated, revealing the devastated starry sky, and also revealing Ye Chen's stumbling figure.

He was already drenched in blood and bones, and he had lost his human form, and the monstrous evil aura haunted the holy body, and those who watched it were shocked.

"Carried it?" someone exclaimed.

"Then kill. A purple-clothed saint of the Great Luo Sword Sect suddenly sacrificed a killing sword, but was stopped by a white-clothed saint beside him.

"Why stop me. ”

"Apocalypse... It's not over yet. The white-clothed saint said, motioning to the purple-clothed saint to look up at the ethereal starry sky, the purple-clothed saint frowned slightly, and subconsciously looked up, but the old eyes narrowed slightly.

"That's... What is that?" and not only the two of them were watching, but the nearly a million monks present also raised their heads.

There is immortal light pouring out of the nine heavens, and every ray of immortal light lingers around the thunder, intertwined together, and melts into an ethereal figure, more precisely, what is gathered into a shadow.

It was a woman, dressed in white and snowy, not stained with the dust of the mortal world, really like a fairy who was nine days old, with lotus steps, accompanied by gorgeous petals, but she couldn't see her face clearly, only that she was holy and flawless, like a prosperous lotus, and every trace of hair was dyed with Shenxia.

This....!

Everyone was stunned, looking up at Jiuxiao in a daze, it was the first time that the humanoid Heavenly Tribulation had been seen.

Ye Chen also looked up, looking at the woman in white, outsiders couldn't see her appearance, but he could see that it was a peerless face, more beautiful than any woman he had ever seen.

Suddenly, Ye Chen's holy body trembled, and his expression became trance-like, looking at that peerless face in a daze, as if he had seen that face for the first time a hundred years ago, which was intoxicating.

Zixuan!

Ye Chen muttered, with only two words, but with endless vicissitudes. Reading, a better reading experience comes from Aiwang.