Banished Disciple’s Counterattack Chapter 1811: Furious fighting
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The war was fierce, and Qiongqi didn't see death on the end, but Renxiu was destroyed in a piece, fighting hard, and fighting against Qiqi.
"Run away, run fast." Ren Xiuyi, a white-haired old man, roared. Xu was the Old Ancestor of this faction. He was besieged by the three heads of the poor, and he saw that the younger generations died tragically.
"Escape?" Qiong Qi grinned, and a ray of mangos spewed out of his mouth, penetrating the white-haired old man. The picture ... was very dazzling.
"Kill." The white-haired old man roared, his old eyes covered with blood, burning Shouyuan, and he banned the law. The old old man became younger, desperately attacked under the sublimation.
"Ant." Fang Qi sneered, his huge body rushed, and the three heads besieged the white-haired old man.
One-on-three, the white-haired old man fell into the wind, his old bones collapsed, blood splashed into the sky, and he was turned over by three heads.
The younger generations are also miserable, either destroyed or devoured. Under the poor iron ride, their souls are scattered.
Fresh blood, stained the starry sky, bloody, this starry sky, there is no complete star, and even the sand is covered with blood.
Human life has become cheaper than grass mustard. Living people are buried in the galaxy, where they are transformed into historical dust.
"Heavenly Emperor! Open your eyes!" Ren Xiu burst into tears, crying and trembling the starry sky, but from the roar of Soul, calling the human race Heavenly Emperor to save people from fire and water.
"This desperate look is really beautiful." Qiong Qi licked the scarlet head, laughing unscrupulously, tyrannical and bloodthirsty.
"Have you left?" The other end is strange, playful, and shoots lightning, knocking out the white-haired old man.
The white-haired old man was bloody, but he had n’t settled yet, and the strange iron hoof stepped down in the air, crushing his old body.
"Uninteresting." The third head was killed by a strange attack, revealing divine glow, a secret technique of 'Nascent Divinity', which attacked the white-haired old man.
"Old Ancestor." The younger generations yelled, they all wanted to come to the rescue, but it was the mud bodhisattva crossing the river, and even he could not guarantee himself.
The white-haired old man smiled, his old eyes turbid, full of desolation.
He hates, hates this dirty world, hates this red. The naked rule of survival, the world of expert, the weak should be slaughtered.
When life and death are lingering, he also feels guilty and ashamed of his predecessors.
The lineage is inherited and has a long history, and he will be cut off in his hands. Even if he went down to Huang Quan, he would have no face to meet his ancestors.
His arms hung down, but he gave up his resistance. The Poor Clan was too strong, beyond his imagination.
Unnecessarily struggling, full of despair, dark ahead, seeing no hope, no light.
Surely, just before the eyes closed, a golden glow appeared, and his old eyes opened subconsciously again, looking towards that side.
It was a golden light figure that seemed to have come from a distant time, crossed the long river of time, and dazzled in the deep starry sky, shining the darkness and bringing light.
"Tell me that there are no people in the sky?" The comer was a holy body, swept through the sky, and roared and shook the world.
"There is something that is not afraid of death, it is interesting." A smirk was scared, and his white fangs were exposed, like a mountain body rushing to Ye Chen.
"Get off." Ye Chen was awe-inspiring, grievously clenched in all directions, and punched the poor head with a fist.
Pang Qi's head burst, his brain overflowed, and his blood collapsed into the starry sky. His 'Nascent Divinity' real body was also blown out by Ye Chen.
"This ..." The white-haired old man was stunned, and the juniors were also stunned. His eyes were unbelievable. That was a strange thing!
"How is it possible." A group of poor and giant giants appeared tyrannically, staring at Ye Chen, and even the poor of the war, stopped. The strength of Ye Chen is called heavens defying, which is really terrifying.
"Can't withstand a blow." Ye Chen twisted his neck fiercely.
"Audacity, join forces to kill." Leading Pang Qi anger, blood eyes blaze flames, sweeping the wild gas, rushing, huge iron hooves, stepping on this starry sky rumbling.
Under the order, Qiongqi abandoned all cultivation and slayed himself in all directions.
Ye Chen is not afraid. In his hand, he transforms a black war spear, shrinking to an inch in one step, and killing it before the head of the poor head. The spear is used as a stick, and a stick hits its huge head.
The scream shook up, the leading oddness, the Tianling cover was smashed, and 'Nascent Divinity' was hit hard, spreading to the flesh and breaking apart.
It's big and has a lot of blood.
Ye Chen took a quick step to keep up and gave him another spear.
The poor leader was poor, but he didn't make it up. He was split on the spot, his head was pierced, and 'Nascent Divinity' died like a real body.
"Let's die!" An impoverished man walked up to the sky, raging with anger, trampled his hoof, and trampled Ye Chen into meat sauce.
Ye Chen sneered, stunned and walked away again, manifesting his physique again, already the head of the poor head, holding the spear in both hands, straight *.
The poor blood is like a spring flowing out, and the sea of gods is wiped out, and 'Nascent Divinity' is also destroyed together, being spotted by a spear absolute kill.
"Swallow." The third Qiong Qi flew open, opened a big mouth of blood basin, dark vortex in the mouth illusion, swallowed heaven and earth, the gravel blood of the Quartet, were all involved in his mouth.
Ye Chen was also swallowed on the spot, but he was swallowed voluntarily.
It ’s not a skill to swallow Lao Tzu. You can digest Lao Tzu to be your incredible / extraordinary, not everyone can swallow it.
Facts have proved that Ye Chen is indeed troublesome, and when he enters Qiongqi ’s stomach, he starts to mess up, and Qiongqi yells out loud.
Within three seconds before and after, Ye Chen came out, attacked from the inside, and blew out a blood hole, and when it was killed, Ling Tian / rises skywards speared it, and the other end was blown away.
In just a few rounds, the four heads of Qiongqi are extinguished in a row, the rest of Qiongqi, the thunder is furious, and the big eyes radiate bloodthirsty light.
Ye Chen will not be afraid anymore. Lao Tzu or the Eucharist? He once counseled, scaring Lao Tzu, not easy to make.
This man is showing great power, and he is fighting the war, and striding across the star dome.
He is like a **** of war. Everywhere, he has a terrible death, a huge body, bursting in the starry sky, and his head is too big and too much blood, washing the starry sky bloody.
This scene, **** and brutal, can be called lawless.
The old man in white and the younger generation have been hiding far away, their mouths slightly open, and their eyes are straight, the entire petrochemical industry.
Who is this! Whether it is so fierce, it is terrible! The first batch of souls between heaven and earth, how **** is the bloodline.
But it was such a group of wild beasts, who were repaired by one person, could not lift their heads, and were wiped out one by one.
The excitement and enthusiasm of people's cultivation have forgotten for a while, but they have become spectators and witnessed all this.
Such a tremendous movement caused more cultivator, surrounded by four corners, swallowing saliva, "then ... that person, who!"
"I have seen a fierce one, never seen such a fierce one, heavens defying!"
"How long has it been, the first time I saw someone hard and hard steel."
"Really give the long face of the human race." An elder cultivator hissed, "My heavens are not unmanned, and the human race also has a **** of war."
This senior cultivator's words aroused. Thousands of waves.
The weak cultivator could n’t participate in the war, so they took out their robes, tied them up and waved them to cheer for the Ye Chen. Their voices were like waves, swept the stars, and Haoyu was also volatile.
"Who, who the **** are you." Fang Qi's anger was like thunder.
Tangtang Honghuang tribe, the first group of souls between heaven and earth, the world is so proud, but the skeptical life killed, roaring, roaring, shaking the star dome.
"My name: Chen Ye." Ye Chen clanged.
His roar shook people's hearts, but everyone who heard it was looking at each other, making sure that he had never heard the name.
The heavens lie on tigers, hide dragons, and talents come out in large numbers.
Even if they have n’t heard of it, let alone say it ’s so strange.
Ye Chen easily reveals his identity. What he wants is a sense of mystery. He wants to wear the name Chen Ye and anger the hungry tribe.
Identity is supposed to show up, but it is not this starry sky.
Xuanhuang is his main battlefield, killing him all the way.
He will appear in the strongest posture, will endless warfare, and tell the worlds of the world, he ... 'Ancient Desolate Emperor Physique' Ye Chen ... is back.