Banished Disciple’s Counterattack Chapter 1812: 漼 杌
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"The Poor Clan, will not let you go." The monstrous roar resounded through the starry sky from the last Poor Qi.
Yes, only the last one is left, and the rest ... are all wiped out by Ye Chen. Most people do n’t use it. No one can escape.
Ye Chen raised his hands, united his waist and horse, and threw Zhan Ge out.
Blood splattered, the fate of that escape escaped, was crucified in the starry sky by life and death, 'Nascent Divinity' could not escape from death, and the soul was scattered.
At this point, the starry sky has fallen into silence, terrible death.
This starry sky is stained with blood, and its flesh and bones are fragmented and broken, floating in the starry sky, with a **** atmosphere.
Everyone ’s cultivation is silent, and they all look at Ye Chen.
He is like a **** of war, and he is so arrogant, and like a shura, his hair, body, arms, and feet, but wherever he can see, there is blood flowing in it, which is very dazzling.
Under the spotlight, Ye Chen moved and took a tenacious step.
It can be seen that with him as the center, a black vortex appears, swallowing the heavens and the earth, the poor essence, blood and vitality are all pulled into the vortex, swallowed by him, and nourish the body.
He played [Heaven Devouring Demonic Art] , which swallowed Heavenly Demon Venerable.
The poor bloodline is ancient and powerful, even if it is dead, it is also a treasure. His chaotic path contains all things, and his desolate ancient body can also hold all the bloodlines of the heavens.
How many years have passed, it is today, and it kills the most.
This is just the beginning. His monstrous anger requires blood seas to annihilate, and his journey also requires blood bones to lay.
The Quartet repaired, no one moved, still watching him quietly.
Unfortunately, Ye Chen has a mask on his face, no one can break its true face, including the blood, and it is also covered by mysterious forces. I only know that he is very strong, otherwise, he will not be so overbearing.
After the vortex dissipated, Ye Chen walked out, constricted in the body, inhaled comfortably, and twisted his neck comfortably.
The white-haired old man hurried forward and bowed his hand in salute. "Thank you for your help, this great grace, Qiankun ’s teeth are unforgettable."
The descendants of his family are also the same, respectful salute.
Fleeing all the way, the endless bitter tears, after being rounded up, now still alive, not even one tenth.
They should be fortunate and have to be rescued by Ye Chen, otherwise, the gate of Qiankun will probably be destroyed, and they will also be buried in the starry sky.
"Efforts to raise your hand." Ye Chen smiled, gently waved his hand, and then turned around, gradually away, and headed straight to the northeast.
Behind him, people sent him away with a lot of eyes, in awe of the eyes, there was this person in the heavens, so they saw a ray of light.
"Leaving quickly." Until the Ye Chen disappears, the white-haired veterans leave, this is a place of right and wrong, not to stay for long.
The Qiankun people supported each other, wiped away with tears.
Previous battle watchers also followed each other. Those who did not have a big Divine Ability can be considered as companions along the way.
I do n’t know how long it took before I saw someone coming out.
It is a young man in a robe, his eyes are blood red, and he is full of blood and blood.
His identity is not simple. It is the Ninth Prince of the poor family. Nowadays, the younger generation in the world can be ranked.
The poor prince squinted his eyes, staring at the starry sky, his eyes were so high, that he could see this place, there was a war before, and it was not difficult to smell the bleeding gas, and he belonged to his poor clan.
"Prince, I have checked, and I have not left a living mouth." An old man in a golden robe fell down, but it was a rare Great Saint.
"Know where to move your hands." Prince Qiong Qiji sneered coldly, his eyes brutally bloodthirsty, and his face was still cruel.
"No flaws." Great Saint shook his head and said in a deep voice, "Can it be a hidden world religion, a joint siege?"
"If so, it would be good." Prince Qiong Qi smiled awkwardly, showing his white teeth, and smiling a little gloomy, "It is the heavens who first broke the truce, then fight."
When the words fell, he turned around, his body illusory step by step, until it disappeared, Great Saint followed poorly, like a fantasy.
Here, Ye Chen flew over the stars.
His expression is very comfortable, mainly because of the strange blood, which contains too many sources, and has become the nourishment of the Holy Body.
The first batch of souls between heaven and earth, whose bloodline is invincible and ingenious, has congenital integrity, and this battle is a chance.
"Send you some." Ye Chen brushed his hand, dragged a strand, injected it into the copper furnace, and integrated it into Li Changsheng's body.
This kid's talent is also okay. He has passed the most difficult period, his blood is recovering, and he has already spent more than half of his own robbery.
"Are you able to escape?" When he was watching, a smirk sounded, and the playfulness caused him to look to the side.
There was a young man who stumbled in the starry sky. Xu was being chased and killed, and the wound was not light, and he was covered in blood.
After looking at him, someone was really chasing him. It was an old man in silver robe. The Holy King Xiuwei, like a stroll in the court, followed slowly and slowly, and one or two dark lights would pop up from time to time.
"漼 杌 族." Ye Chen narrowed his eyes, staring at the old silver robe, and at a glance ... saw through his body.
"Kill." The young man roared, the origin of the blood sacrifice, poured into the kill sword, and slashed at the silver robe old man, but he was the pinnacle of his attack.
Unfortunately, how can he be a Saint King opponent at the Quasi Saint level.
Although his sword was not weak, he failed to hurt the old silver robe. Instead, he was flicked out and his hand bones were broken.
"What tricks are there." The old man in silver robe sneered.
The young man gritted his teeth, got up, wobbled his eyes, his blood was red, his hands were together, and he changed the seal quickly, but it was the seal of the spirit.
In an instant, a light came down from the sky and turned into a person.
The psychic man, with his back on his back, surrounded by divine glow, is surrounded by a thunder, unable to lift his head, and floats in the sky.
Looking at this man, the young man froze for a moment, but did not respond.
Heaven and earth conscience, this is not his psychic beast, his psychic beast is a red flame fierce tiger, but this is clearly a person.
The Ye Chen who is coming is also stunned, and his expression is extremely exciting.
Is n’t that the one who was psyched out for his brother? Even if he only looked at the back, he could recognize it.
For a time, he was a little ignorant, and he became a psychic beast.
After a second or two, he instantly figured it out. Obviously, the cows after the reincarnation of Yincao Difu did not reincarnate to the heavens, but rebirth reincarnated to other domains.
As for why it became a psychic beast, it is mostly the same as his Ye Chen situation, and only this method can return to the heavens.
When he was shocked, he was only born for a year or two, and the growth rate of the cow was a little scary, and it looked like a one-year-old baby, a young man.
"The heavens, these are the heavens, come back, the old man and his mother finally come back." Kui Niu, screaming, ecstatic, almost crying excitedly.
As expected by Ye Chen, he did not reincarnate into the heavens of the heavens, but was confused to the fire territory, and returned by the way of the psychic beast, almost the same as the situation of Ye Chen.
"You ... you ... who!" As the host's young man, he looked at Kui Niu forcefully, just like Li Changsheng used to be.
"It doesn't matter who I am, the important thing is that I'm back." Kui Niu's voice is rough, and the smiling thief is carefree.
"The psychic gave out a Quasi Saint, and so on, it is still a ant." The old man in silver robe smirked, and his teeth were glowing with light.
"Holy King?" Kui Niu raised his eyebrows and looked sideways at the host youth. There was no sign of counsel, "You pit me!"
"I don't know who you are, where did you come out."
"Do n’t worry about me coming out, you are doing things with the Holy King, and performing psychic spells, is n’t it pitting your psychic beasts?"
"I ..." The host youth was speechless.
"Wait." Kui Niu seemed to think of something, a pair of cow eyes narrowed, staring at the old silver robe, "You ... 梼 杌 族."
"It's an honor to wait." The old man in silver robe smiled eeriely.
"Go." Kui Niu suddenly turned around, pulling the young man to escape, the holy king-level dao tribe, they designated to do nothing.
Of course, they turned around and bumped into one person.
Yes, I hit Ye Chen, and the holy body of Ye Chen is as hard as a steel plate. This made them bump into each other.
"Wow." The two grinned their teeth, bumped their heads into blood, their heads were dizzy, and Shenhai buzzed.
"Fight! You can't counsel, even if you're dead, you have to slap your face. This is what our author said." Ye Chen squeezed her hair, and she was getting better.
"Who are you!" Kui Niu scolded his head, but Ye Chen wore a ghost mask, and he couldn't recognize Ye Chen, he knew that this hard-pressed skill ... was not covered.
"With me in, you can still live a few chapters." Ye Chen uttered a long pat on the shoulder of the cow, and forced him to add another point.
"Today is really a bumper harvest." The old silver robe smiled faintly, watching with interest, licking the scarlet tongue, ignoring the cow and the host youth, staring at the Ye Chen, although the bloodline of Ye Chen is not visible, Know its pure blood.
"The 漼 杌 族, so crazy?" Ye Chen sneered, stepped out, and instantly killed, the golden palm was like a magic knife.
Silver robe expression suddenly changed, Ye Chen's body was too mysterious, and he was so holy, he couldn't catch him.
Electric light fire time, he hurriedly backed away, Ye Chen is too weird.
It's just that everything is too late. Ye Chen has already slashed it. With the help of Quasi Emperor, it is like cutting tofu, and the old silver robe is split, leaving only 'Nascent Divinity' escaped.
"Who the **** are you." The old silver robe was horrified.
"Want to know? I wo n’t tell you." Ye Chen is like a shadow, nine gods and one, and they will absolute kill on the spot.
Goodong! The cow and the young man behind him swallowed saliva.
That is a holy king! Or is it the holy king of the 杼 杌 clan, do you want to hang like this, do you bring a god-level plug-in?
"Come on, this Holy King Sword, reward you." Ye Chen came back and threw the Life Source device of the old silver robe to the youth.
This is an acknowledgement, thanking the youth for bringing out the Kui Niu.
The host youth was flattered, which saved his life and rewarded him the Holy King soldier. The surprise came so suddenly?
"You have rewarded him, and also rewarded me with a chant! Don't be too good, the Saint King soldiers will do." Kui Niu rubbed his hands and laughed.
"Come on, give you a surprise." Ye Chen smoothly took the host youth into the copper furnace, and then took off the ghost mask.