"Papa", "Papa", Ye Chen half-knelt on the ground, a large amount of black blood dripping from the corners of his mouth.

Qu Liyan twisted the snake's body and looked at Ye Chen, full of jealousy.

"If you don't have the body of the Netherworld, this punch will definitely kill you!"

The eight refinements of the life pattern are really terrifying!

"Luckily, I won."

Qu Liyan breathed a sigh of relief as he watched the toxin spread in Ye Chen's body.

Ye Chen's Yuan Power is now exhausted, and the eight-rank martial arts are comparable to a mid-stage blow from Daozang.

Under the play of this Ye Chen, it was infinitely close to the late stage of Daozang.

If you are really in the middle stage of the Daozang...

"It's okay, there are no ifs."

Qu Liyan saw that the toxin had entered Ye Chen's heart, and looked at Mo Yidao: "Next, who will you kill?" ”

Mo Yi glanced at Ye Chen, who was half-kneeling on the ground and struggling, with some doubts in his heart.

Ye Chen, was he killed so easily? Ye Yuntian didn't give him any life-saving means against the sky? And have a back hand?

But how can he prevent the toxin from attacking the heart? There can be a second life.

After watching for dozens of breaths, I found that Ye Chen seemed to be really going to die.

Mo Yi said lightly: "Since Ye Chen is dead, then the next one is naturally my dear good brother!" ”

Mo Li replied with a smile: "No, Brother Huang." I have no grievances or enmity with your demon clan, so I came here to squat for a chance, and I don't have to kill them all, right? ”

"The fewer people, the more opportunities you get! There are already six of us, and the opportunity is no longer enough, so you should die as soon as possible, don't take advantage of it! ”

Qu Liyan didn't care about thirty-seven twenty-one, and rushed up directly.

"Qu Liyan, you killed Ye Chen, but you may not kill me. I advise you to reflect well, change your ways, join my side, and save your life! Mo Li said lightly.

"Running a carriage with a mouth! Ye Chen's dignified geniuses were all killed by me. You? Stand aside. The thing I hate the most in my life is a villain like you. As he spoke, Yu Guang glanced at Mo Yi.

"Today, I will send you to see Ye Chen. I hope you can still be so bullish on Huangquan Road! ”

Mo Li smiled coldly, let go of Gu Lingwei's wrist, and a black glow appeared all over his body, rushing towards Qu Liyan.

Gu Lingwei saw that Yuan Li could circulate, and directly rushed towards Ye Chen.

Mo Li said: "He's not dead yet, do you want to give him a ride?" ”

"Come here, help me stop Qu Li. Otherwise, no one will have a hard time! ”

Gu Lingwei didn't care about it, and rushed directly towards Ye Chen, Mo Li's words, she didn't believe a word!

At this moment, one of the remaining black-robed monks made a move and stopped Gu Lingwei.

Gu Lingwei's sword qi was agitated, and his power was nearly twice as strong as before, and the black-robed monk he beat was defeated and retreated.

At this time, Gu Lingwei was still in a state of instability.

"It's really good at acting!"

Mo Li scolded secretly, obviously he just didn't want to break free, and he also performed as if his clothes had just broken through and his realm was unstable.

"Phew!"

Mo Li spat and struggled with Qu Li.

At this time, Mo Yi stomped on Zhao Li's chest.

Blood overflowed from Zhao Li's mouth, lying on the side, not knowing whether he was alive or dead.

Zhao Li lost his combat power, and Feng Heng's situation was even more sad.

He was already seriously injured, and his combat strength was only in the middle of Daozang.

The problem is that many of his own methods can only be used when his strength is normal.

Now that he is seriously injured, he is not simply falling into the realm, but also restricts his many means.

Feng Heng swept over Zhou Nian and found that Zhou Nian and the others were also gradually falling into disadvantage.

Zhou Nian usually fights for his life, but if you can't kill me, I'll kill you.

But now that Zhou Yao is beside him, Zhou Nian doesn't dare to fight.

If he dies, Zhou Yao will also suffer.

In the entire battlefield, Xia Fengyin and the two did not fall into decline, but they were only evenly matched.

"Damn, this Ye Chen is too useless, even if you die, you can take one with you!" Feng Heng scolded secretly, swept a shot, and continued to fight with Mo Yi.

At this time, Ye Chen had slowly recovered.

Yes, he doesn't have toxins at all.

All the toxins are excreted from the body with the black blood that they drip from.

Ye Chen originally had a back hand, and the Dao Jade had the function of storing Yuan Force.

In the Seeking Dao Jade, he stored the Yuan Force of two full blows.

I squandered it once before, expelled the toxin, and used it half a time.

Today, only half a time remains.

Strange to say, after the toxin enters the body, it passes through the lifeline and is directly expelled from the body.

You must know that this toxin can't even be removed from the Pure Yuan Formula, but it is easily dissolved by the lifeline.

If it weren't for the lifeline showing its might, Ye Chen would only be able to suppress the toxin at most, and his combat power would be greatly reduced.

Xia Fengyin and the black-robed monk were entangled, and dozens of small flying swords were volleyed in the air! Keep stabbing at the man.

The black-robed monk dodged everywhere, and soon, he was in front of Ye Chen.

The black-robed monk swept down coldly, the Yuan Force shook, and a palm fell, as if it was about to smash the Heavenly Spirit Cover of Ye Chen!

Xia Feng groaned forward quickly, as if to stop it.

At this moment, Ye Chen suddenly raised his hand, and a huge palm print fell on his body.

The black-robed monk was repulsed, and his body was on fire.

The black cloth was burned, revealing its true face.

"Xu Qian?"

Ye Chen glanced at Xu Qian, and then glanced at Xu Heng.

Xu Heng is on the list, Xu Qian is not on the list, how did she get in?

"If someone from outside the list comes in, there will naturally be people from outside the list, don't you understand?" Xu Heng was in the distance and explained lightly.

"The strong man doesn't care?" Ye Chen was a little surprised.

If everyone can top the bag, isn't it messy.

"You don't understand, how attractive the saint seed is to the strong person of creation!" Xia Fengyin sighed.

Ye Chen instantly understood, as long as the means you use are powerful enough, the powerhouses of the Creation Realm will not care.

If you are a saint seed, and I stop you, won't I offend you?

If this is the case, the human race will not care, and the demon race will not care.

If you kill the demon race, the human race will not care.

If it is the human race that is killed, the demon clan will not care.

On the contrary, if the human race is in charge, the demon race will intervene.

If the demon clan is in charge, the human race will intervene.

Therefore, the current chaos is not unrelated to the connivance of the powerful people who created it.

After Ye Chen got up, everyone's eyes came.

Now, the demon clan occupies a great advantage. If Ye Chen died, the advantage would be victory.

But now that Ye Chen is alive again, this advantage is still an advantage, and it is difficult to say whether it can be transformed into a victory.

"Ye Chen, help me!"

Feng Heng was coughing up blood by Mo Yi, and asked Ye Chen for help.

Where Ye Chen dodged directly, seven spiritual flames rose and blasted towards Mo Yi.

Mo Yi retreated sideways, pinched his hands and roared, "To the Demon Fist!" ”

A hundred-zhang magic arm smashed down towards Ye Chen!

Ye Chen urged his body to avoid this punch.

The Demon Fist was on the ground, smashing out a deep pit.

"Tsk, Ye Chen, you really didn't disappoint me!"

Mo Yi licked his lips and seemed excited.

"The eight refinements of the life pattern are not shallow." Ye Chen said coldly.

He noticed that Mo Yi had also completed the eighth refinement.

"Haha, it's just a small skill of carving insects, but it consumes a little bit of power." Mo Yi smiled.

"Do you believe in fate?"

Mo Yi commanded the Demon Fist, flew Feng Heng, and said to Ye Chen.

"Fate? Do you believe in this? I only believe in myself! ”

Mo Yi didn't move, he didn't move, he needed time to recover before he could continue to use the Eight Rank Martial Arts.

"Hehe, fate, naturally, is in your own hands, when it is strong, my fate is up to me!"

"But when you are weak, you need to take advantage of it!" Mo Yi said unexpectedly.

"So?" Ye Chen asked.

"So, you will die worthwhile. Your luck is very strong, and killing you will do me a great favor! Mo Yi took out a multicolored stone and held it above his head.

A sense of crisis haunted Ye Chen's heart.

"Block this blow, haha, grandson, I'm your father!" Ye Chen thought silently in his heart.

However, Ye Chen hadn't finished his meditation yet.

A colorful light descended on Feng Heng's body.

Feng Heng was hit hard, and he knelt on the ground in a languishing state.

"No resistance at all?"

Ye Chen was slightly shocked in his heart, Feng Heng was a monk in the middle of the Daozang period, so he might as well resist it.

Seeing the light dissipate, Feng Heng was terrified, and that power could not resist at all.

He felt that he was only a thin line away from death just now!

"It's a bit troublesome to kill, but it's not difficult to make it lose its ability to compete." Mo Yi smiled faintly.

"How are you doing?" Ye Chen went all out, but he really couldn't do it, he could only blow up the Dao Seeking Jade.

"No, get rid of some trash fish, and then, welcome my own!" Mo Yi opened his hands, demonic energy, demonic energy, and popularity, echoing each other.

At the same time, a faint medicinal fragrance diffused from the spiritual land.