Banished Disciple’s Counterattack Chapter 1824: Kill each other
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The starry sky is vast, the wailing wailing is endless.
Looking away from a distance, there is a stone platform in the starry sky, with a radius of 80,000 feet. There is a copper column standing every one meter on the stone platform, and each copper column is locked with a person. Repair, each disheveled hair, shaped like a bone, bloody, like a prisoner, humble like a ant.
Looking around the stone platform again, one head stands in front of him with a spear.
These people repaired them, they caught them, they swallowed origin essence, they were abolished, and they cut off their tendons and hamstrings, and the brutal torture was to force Chen Ye to appear.
The picture was bloody, and nearly 100,000 people repaired it, and the flowing blood stained the 80,000 stone benches in red, which was shocking.
"You can kill a hundred people, and you can live." Fang Qi smiled, his fangs glowed with light, and he put a killing sword into the hands of each person, and then pushed it onto the stone platform.
It was a young man cultivator, ragged, staggering, his face pale white bloodless, dragging his disabled body, and walking to a copper pillar, with an old cultivator locked on it, already gray-haired and **** , No human form.
The white-haired old cultivator raised his head hard, his old eyes were turbid, but he only smiled kindly, "Come on boy, kill me."
"Senior, I'm sorry, I want to live." The youth cultivator burst into tears, his voice was hoarse, and he couldn't cry. He held the sword in both hands, tremblingly lifted it, and slashed it.
Blood splashed and the head of the white-haired old cultivator rolled down. This was a waste. The young man cultivator sent him directly to Huang Quan. The ups and downs of I became dust.
"Want to live and continue to kill." Qiong Qi exposed his white teeth and licked the scarlet tongue, terrified.
"Ah ..." The young cultivator roared, seemingly psychologically collapsed, and fell into a frenzy, holding a killing sword, chopping left and right all the way, every time he wielded the sword, one person repaired was cut off, among them His master, fellow students, relatives and brothers, but in order to survive, he had to wave his butcher knife.
"The taste of blood is really wonderful." The head is full of strangeness, the fun of laughter, the comfortable suction, and the enjoyment.
"Interesting." In a huge jade, a young man in a robe lying on his back, his mouth slightly tilted, turning his fingers leisurely, watching with interest, a pair of purple eyes, with a magical light, let People dare not look directly at it.
He is the nine princes of the poor clan, the absolute blood of the royal family, the identity is extremely noble, but also very cruel.
On Yuling, most of them were naked nuns. They were devastated by the poor nine princes and lay lying in a row, dying, and there was still a painful color on their faces.
This is the world of expert, the weak should be bullied, cruel rules, bloody, dark and dark.
On the stone platform, the young man cultivator had already killed a hundred people. His hands were covered with the blood of the same family, and he was crawling on the ground like a dog, crying and crying, just to leave alive.
"Come on, learn to bark." A poor man stepped on the back of the youth cultivator, laughing unbridled and tyrannical bloodthirsty.
Youth cultivator was full of humiliating tears, but she still smiled with a strong face, and barked loudly, resounding through the starry sky.
Pang Qi laughed again, unscrupulous, "Get out of the ants."
Youth cultivator is like a dog. It is really a dog. It will no longer stand like a person, but crawls away from the stone platform.
"Next." Qiong Qi pointed away again, and clicked on an older generation cultivator. He smiled and said, "If you kill someone, you can live."
Old cultivator blood and tears, holding the sword, striding with a trembling pace, walked to the stone platform, waving the sword at the same race, every time, it was splashed with blood, behind him, every one Footprints are all blood-colored.
People are wailing, and Qiongqi is laughing. The picture of each other killing is really pleasing to their eyes.
Hell, this is hell, stained with blood of ants, a demon, and the ugly face, which makes people tremble.
"Uninteresting." The Ninth Prince Qiongqi held the cheek with one hand and listened to the screams of Renxiu. He fell into a false sleep, a thick wilderness, and a series of interwoven outlines.
"Prince, will Chen Ye come?" Lao Qiongqi on the side glanced at the starry sky and looked at the 9th Prince Qiongqi.
"It doesn't matter whether he comes or not, what's important is that my hunger tribe can use this as a reason to fight against the heavens again." The corner of the mouth of the Ninth Prince Qiong Qi set off an arc of abuse.
"That's the case, I'll wait ... Um?" Lao Qiong stopped the strange story, and turned his head slightly, looking to the side.
Booming, trembling, slow and rhythmic, listen carefully, and realize that it is the sound of people walking, maybe the body is heavy like a mountain, so that every time the foot falls, it will step on this The sky is booming.
Ye Chen appeared, stepped into the sky, the golden body of the whole body was radiating, the holy body was cast like gold, and the monstrous monstrosity was rolled, looking from a distance, like a dazzling sun.
His arrival made all the strange eyes gleam with fine light, and seemed to smell Ye Chen blood and blood, incomparably pure.
"So imposing, you are not an unnamed generation." The Prince Qiong Qi opened his eyes, still lying sideways, with a lot of interest in his face.
"My name: Chen Ye." Ye Chen's words are plain and plain.
"He is Chen Ye?" Ren Xiu raised their heads in succession.
"It's you, it's all because of you." Many people shouted, their eyes were red, their foreheads were exposed, and they looked at Ye Chen with hatred. Will end like this. "
"Go to him. Damn." Kui Niu in the copper furnace jumped three feet tall, violently Temper came up, almost rushed out.
"It's really chilling." Li Changsheng couldn't help but scold, Ye Chen is just for the sake of justice, never thought such a reputation, it really made people angry, suffocating for Ye Chen.
The Ye Chen is silent, silent, and his eyes are calm.
Since the day he set foot on the monastery, he has been prepared to bear the infamy. This **** journey will be more cruel than he thought, so cruel that his heart is colder than ice.
"It's you who hurt you, it's you who hurt you." Ren Xiu was still scolding, and the roaring sound became a sound, shaking the starry sky.
"Chen Ye, you people from all over the world, don't seem to treat you very much!" The poor Prince Nine smirked, his mouth twitching, "It's really sad, this king regrets it for you."
"I'm here, let someone fix it." Ye Chen said lightly.
"Saint realm, with three Quasi Emperor soldiers, no wonder there is capital for slaughtering Great Saint." Prince Qiongqi nine got up, full of sighed, the bloodline of the imperial family of the Qiongqi clan, the horizon is high, and only one glance is enough. Ye Chen secret.
"Release people." Ye Chen spoke slowly, again.
"A group of wastes die and die, this king even likes blood flowers." Ninth Emperor Qiong Qi grinned and said, he raised his hand at random, flicked a beam of divine light, and hit a person to repair, that person Xiu burst on the spot and turned into a gorgeous blood flower.
"My generation cultivator, what is the fear of death." Not all the people who are locked are insulting Ye Chen. More iron bones and clanks, indulgent laughter, are known from the moment they were caught The end, I have already looked away, not afraid of death.
"I don't blame you, my world is not empty."
"Go, how far is it, how long is it, to return to Dacheng and come back to destroy him?" An old cultivator roared, exhausted his last effort, and howled heartily.
"Noisy." The Ninth Prince Qiong Qi twisted his neck comfortably, and waved his hand at random, "Let them shut up."
Under the order, the poor people guarding the side of the stone platform showed their white teeth, raised their **** butcher knives, and slashed towards the people to repair. Each head rolled down, and each one was dazzling.
Ye Chen didn't say a word, holding War Ge and went straight to the Ninth Prince of Qiong Qi, this is a blood debt, he needs the Qiong Qi clan to repay.
"Catch the King alive." Nine Princes Qiong Qi laughed mischievously, and then sat back to Yuyong, lying down on the couch, very leisurely.
If the words fall, the starry sky will boom, and the poor will urge the chariot, incarnate into the body, and overwhelmingly kill, such as the dark and dark ocean, the rolling wildness, engulfing the stars.
Their eyes are all bloody, full of greed, and their blood is tyrannical and bloody, like a terrible demon.
Nearly ten thousand poor and odd collective assassinations, how spectacular the scene is, only the wildness of the sky, the starry sky that has been crushed is exploded, and the powerful blood veins have subverted the rules that should be.
"Stop me, die" Ye Chen screamed, the war spear was used as a stick, swept a stick, rushed to the former poor, was wiped out piece by piece, even the screams were saved, and the body and spirit were instantly destroyed.
"Give me repression." A Great Saint headed to the heavens and killed it, with the left palm holding the Qiankun seal, and the right holding the yin and yang array. To wipe out Ye Chen in one blow.
"Get off." Ye Chen was cold, nine Eight Desolate Fists heavens defying attacked, and punched him with a punch, turned his hand over a stick, and exploded the head of Great Saint, even his 'Nascent Divinity', collapsed.
"Destroy." The second Great Saint was killed, with one finger divine glow, directly attacking Ye Chen's eyebrows, aimed at his real body 'Nascent Divinity'.
Ye Chen shrank in one step, escaped that finger, and immediately killed him in front of the poor Great Saint, and returned him nine divine glow, severely hit its 'Nascent Divinity', and added a spear.
Tangtang Great Saint is very strange, but it is fragile, so he was nailed to the starry sky with a spear, the **** body burst, and the blood was like rain,
The third Great Saint is the most tragic reminder of the poor. Before Life Source Magical Artifact was sacrificed, it was beaten back. Shenhai crashed and affected the real body of 'Nascent Divinity', and the soul was scattered.
Before and after only ten rounds, Ye Chen even cut three Great Saint ranks, not to mention that the locked people were repaired, and even the poor were surprised.
"Sacrifice the big formation, ban him." The fourth Great Saint is poor and clever. He dare not go to Yingfeng and ordered to open the formation. Just seal Ye Chen, and the rest is easy to handle.
Many large-scale recovery, led by the Holy King, banned Qiankun, sealed the law, this vast starry sky, suddenly bound.
Obviously, the ideal is beautiful, but the reality is extremely nonsense. Although the seal is out, it is like a decoration in front of Ye Chen.
The Taixu Shenxing has been transformed into a peak, has been evolved to its peak by Ye Chen, and it has banned the forbidden formation, and the strange **** is directly ignored.