Banished Disciple’s Counterattack Chapter 1642: Heads-up four families
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"Kill him." The army of the four tribes killed, screaming in unison, and the Divine Ability Secret Laws and Magical Artifact arrays skyrocketed.
"Kill." Ye Chen moved the euphorbia, and the halberd was overwhelming.
The expert, the four tribes that just flew away, fell into pieces, the body collapsed, 'Nascent Divinity' was broken, and they were forcibly killed in front.
"Erect son, don't succumb." God Clan, a Saint King, came from the chariot, holding Zhan Ge and stabbing at Ye Chen.
"Roll." Ye Chen battle halberd as a stick, a halberd smashed the ancient chariot, the God Clan king on it, flying on the spot, not waiting to stop his body, Ye Chen stepped on the foot, sadly, Was trampled into blood mud by one foot.
At the same time, a holy king of the Demon Race has arrived, urging a dark magic seal, Ling Tian / rises skywards pressed down.
It was a terrible Great Saint soldier, breathing wildness, engraved with ancient runes, as heavy as a mountain.
Ye Chen binge, do not hide, flash or defend, with the holy body to resist, still a halberd, smashed that square magic seal.
The Demon Saint King was blasted by backlash, the demon body exploded, pedaling backwards, every step of the step would collapse a virtual sky.
Ye Chen rampaged, Ling Tian / rises skywards halberd, directly split.
Two holy kings of the demon and phoenix races come together, and work together to urge a **** mirror to sweep out the light of silence.
The Ye Chen covers eight wildernesses, and the golden sea of gods is spread with chaotic visions, flooding the divine light, and swallowing the two holy kings.
Before and after a moment or two, the four holy kings of the four clan groups were cut off one after another, and they were shocked to see the guests shaking their hearts, which was too domineering.
"Fairy immortal, take your life." Ye Chen roared all the way, frantically dancing the halberd, wide open and wide, and looked towards him.
"Sacrifice Killing Formation, bombard him." The imperial immortality was reckless, and while retreating, he pointed at Ye Chen with a sword.
She was scared again, afraid of the madman Ye Chen, this accident, too hard to kill, can do too much is impossible.
The sky absolute kill array buzzed, and the revivals were superb, aimed at Ye Chen, and swept away divine glow.
The vast sky has become fragile, and it is devastated by holes, Killing Formation is too strong, and it is destroyed by power.
The Ye Chen is not afraid. It is too virtual to walk on Jiuxiao. It has a domineering power and speed. Like a golden light, many absolute kill arrays cannot keep up with his speed.
Blood splattered, the army of the four tribes was attacked by seedlings, and their own Killing Formation bombarded one piece after another. The picture was bloody.
The four groups of Great Saint hum, each leading their troops, coming across the sky, driving the chariot, sweeping the clouds, sweeping the sky, no less than a hundred statues, and the battle is extremely vast.
"Block me to die." Ye Chen roared, striding across, smashing the halberd, and a Great Saint, chopped to death by a halberd.
"Precision ... Quasi Emperor combat power?" Sifang cultivator horrified.
"A Great Saint! It was slain in one face." The senior cultivator was also shocked, and the old body couldn't help shaking.
"The power of the Eucharist is still hanging like that." In the sky, the sighed tongue is also seen.
"Let us go out." Tianting's 50 million cultivator is still roaring, thunderous and shocked by the sky.
The Grand Chu emperor was in a lonely charge, but they could only watch, and everyone became crazy.
He was unmoved, and he just brushed his hand gently.
The invisible barrier trembles, and the person does not go out, but the fairy light flew out. That is the Life Source Magical Artifact of Chaoding Tripod, Ye Chen.
Shen Ding hummed, slammed open the blood, and hung over Ye Chen's head.
The master's last battle, Life Source Magical Artifact is also crazy.
Simple and natural, it manifests killing intent, DIvination Heaven [天] Character manifests, arranges itself, and interweaves Grand Dao sky sounds, many ancient visions are transformed, protecting the Ye Chen Holy Body.
The gas of chaos also gushes out of the tripod, all of which are as heavy as mountains, blending with the golden sea of gods, crushing the sky.
"Stop me and die." Ye Chen continued to support the chaotic world, spreading to the heavens, forming a figure, and being crushed into blood mist.
A Great Saint class rushed to the stage, performing Secret Laws, playing a big killing technique, trying to exterminate Ye Chen, and killing him under Nine Nether
Protect Lord Chaos, smashing that divine glow with one blow.
Ye Chen was killed in an instant, the gold hand grabbed horizontally, and the head of the Great Saint was picked on the spot, and 'Nascent Divinity' could not escape.
"underestimate him." God Clan Old Ancestor coldly screamed, trying to kill the emperor, but was stopped by three others.
"I'm going to see how much skill he still has." The demon Old Ancestor sneered coldly and his face was evil and evil.
"Borrowing is just the power of the Eucharist, no need to move the emperor soldiers." The Phoenix family Old Ancestor smiled with a smile, "It's good to watch."
"Kill!" Ye Chen tore another Great Saint when he was talking, and went straight to the Phoenix Immortal to kill him, hanging his head in a chaotic tripod, and stepping on a chaotic sea.
"Stop him, stop him." Feng Xianer hissed.
Although it is still far away, there are four emperor tools to protect him, but he is still afraid of retreating, and his heart is trembling.
The expert of the four tribes is like a sea of tide, and it has caused stormy waves.
Ye Chen rushed all the way, bathed in holy light and blood.
He is mad, every drop of holy blood is burning, and every inch of holy body is breathing out vital energy.
This is his last charge and his last battle. Even if he dies, he can't humiliate his predecessors.
Overlooking the sky of Haoyu, the dark Wang Yang, dressed in gold armor, was dazzling and dazzling.
People flooded him over and over again, but he was rushed out again and again.
There are more than 10 million cultivator of the four major races, but no one can stop him. The one killed by him cannot be defeated.
Blood stained the world with red limbs, broken limbs and Magical Artifact fragments, falling into the sky and turning into historical dust.
Behind him, there is the sea of corpses, a revered blood of Great Saint, and a revered holy king headed to Huangquan.
"How strong is the Eucharist, more than 10 million cultivator can't stop him from going alone." The shock continued.
"The bloodline shouldering shoulders with the emperor is a myth."
"The prestige of 'Ancient Desolate Emperor Physique' is all typed out." The old guys sucked hard and watched the blood boiling.
In the tide of discussion, the rumbling noise was obliterated.
Four groups of cultivator stopped their attacks and gathered together.
Their eyes are full of fear. They look at Ye Chen in fear, and even the hand holding the sword can't help shaking.
Between heaven and earth, all that remains is a bang.
Listen carefully and realize that it is the sound of people walking.
Xu is that the man ’s body is too heavy, as heavy as a mountain, so that every time the sole of the foot falls, it steps on the ground and roars.
That's Ye Chen, Saint Lord of Heavenly Court, Emperor of Grand Chu.
Huang Sha fluttered and the blood wind roared. He carried the **** euphorbia and walked step by step. His blood fluttered, and the Grand Chu battle flag he was wearing was also raising the sky.
His grievances are monstrous, like a **** of war that conquers the world, and a demon **** who devours the world.
His presence on the **** ground filled with broken swords and wars, resembles a round of bright sun.
Looking at the four families, more than 10 million cultivator are going backwards.
Ye Chen went further, and they took a step back and were all afraid of being killed, but no one dared to step forward to Yingfeng.
What kind of picture is this, and what kind of power is it.
More than ten million cultivator, but the collective was retreated by one person.
The Quartet was shocked. This scene will be printed by others, praised by the world, and will be an immortal legend.
The eyes of the cultivator in Tianting are wet, and the shadow in the haze is that great shore and so bleak.
"Kill, kill me." Wan Qianning was finally interrupted by the impatience of the imperial fairy, and ordered the four tribes to attack.
It's just that her orders are not good enough, and no one listens.
"Kill, kill me." The four tribes Old Ancestor spoke, sounding like thunder, majestic, cold, trembling sky.
Obviously, their supreme command is not easy to use.
More than ten million cultivator, up to Great Saint, down to Sovereign Realms, everyone has been frightened by the wind, and was killed by the **** of war, and the mind collapsed.
"Asshole." The demon Old Ancestor was furious and came to the sky.
"Kill." The Demon Clan Old Ancestor, God Clan Old Ancestor and Phoenix Clan Old Ancestor also set off, crossing the sky and joining forces to kill.
"Rat." Ye Chen moved the halberd and heavens defying killed it.
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