Banished Disciple’s Counterattack Chapter 850: Heavenly Tribulation ended
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Kill!
Everyone lost the opportunity of Advancing Rank, the eight kings of the world were angry, and each force condensed the external Taoism, and once again set off a thunderous battle in Leihai.
They were really angry. They were only one step away from the anger but still lost to the leader. The anger of the ancient anger was still empty.
They are unwilling, they are unfair to God, and are at the mercy of their destiny, but they want to lower the chance of Breakthrough on this occasion, so that they can let down the pride of the king for such a poor long-cherished wish.
Kill!
The eight kings are crazy. In order to vent their anger and unwillingness, they are attacking each other.
They do n’t even know who their opponents are, and some are just crazy to show off the world-wide Divine Ability, to wipe out everyone here in the blood bath, and to fight again in the shackles of fate.
Kill!
The eight kings fought in the Leihai. The army of the eight kings was also shocking outside the Leihai. The whole world shook.
At this moment, human life is like a mustard, the Eight Kings are fighting well, and their army is also an endless posture. Some people are constantly talking about blood and void, and some people are constantly falling into the earth. A layer of blood red veil.
Of course, when the heat of the eight kings and the army of eight kings hit the sky, the whole world trembles.
Then Lei Hai roared, and the Nine Emperor Roads turned into nothingness in sequence, and the sea of thunder that covered the sky also turned into a cloud of smoke at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Ended?
Seeing that Lei Hai had dispersed, the eyes of the Quartet Allied Forces were all bright.
The eight kings and eight kings who are still fighting are suddenly stopped because of the dispersal of Nine Emperor Dao and Lei Hai, especially in the Eight Wastelands, each fist clenched, and the eyes are unwilling. And anger.
Knot ... it ’s over!
On top of the sky, Ye Chen staggered, his white hair fluttered up to the sky, and his face was exhausted.
Soon, the thick black clouds gradually thinned out, until the first ray of sunlight passed down, and the whole world gradually recovered clear and bright, revealing a **** world and a world of devastation.
Oh! Woo! Woo!
Soon, the Quartet Allied Forces stepped forward and protected Ye Chen in the center to prevent the Eight Kings from suddenly attacking.
Go!
The devil Kui Yujiang suddenly turned around and led the demon army to withdraw from this world.
After him, the body of God King Shen Xuanfeng gradually became illusory, and the killers of Killer God Court also followed the God King to retreat in the first time.
Followed by the ghost nether king, they walked the strangest way. The army of the earth, including the ghost nether king, turned into fly ash between heaven and earth, and the way of leaving was really strange.
Humph! ~
After the mansion, the demon king, the blood king, the ghost king, the soul eater king, and the [Spell of Shamans] king also retreated one after another, and their faces are ugly and scary, and they can even be said to be terrible.
However, it is worth mentioning that before leaving, the Eight Kings will look back at the Ye Chen, which was protected by the Quartet Allied Forces in the center. There is a chill in their eyes, and there is also a trace of exclamation, killing intent and fear.
Hoo!
Seeing that the eight kings had left successively, Ye Chen, who was guarded in the center, was relieved. He is now Quasi Heaven Realms, and he is still deeply afraid of the eight kings.
"Other days, I will come to find you." Zhou Tianyi smiled slightly and turned to escape into 'Nihility Space'.
"No ... not used so early." Ye Chen coughed dryly, and Zhou Tianyi looked for him, didn't he just want him to accompany him to 100,000 mountains? That's not a good place. If you can't get in, you can't get out.
"If there is free time in the future, I look forward to a battle with you." Xiao Chen stepped forward and looked at Ye Chen squintingly. He is worthy of being the son of the warlord, and he is really heroic, not hostile to Ye Chen It is a war of intent, because in his eyes, Ye Chen is qualified to be his opponent.
"Okay ... Okay ...." Ye Chen touched the tip of his nose. Although Xiao Chen in front of him looked similar to his age, he was a tens of thousands of years ago. Still weird.
Xiao Chen left, but Long Teng came over, and directly reached out for something, "My father ’s great sword will come back."
Wen Yan, Ye Chen froze for a moment, "Wh ... what sword."
"Tianque."
"Tianque is the king's sword?" Ye Chen's expression became a little more exciting, which he never expected.
"What do you think?"
"This is really a coincidence." Ye Chen took out Tianque Sword with a painful face. This sword is a good treasure, but it is made of **** iron, and its strength is not strong, but its strong defense is not an ordinary hang.
"I'm a little bit reluctant to do it." Ye Chen stared at Longteng with an eyeless look.
"You take it for me!" The son of the majestic king directly grabbed it, so that Ye Chen didn't react, and when he shook the gods, Longteng was already carrying Tianque.
"The meat hurts." Ye Chen covered his chest fiercely, and the secret road should be ridiculous. Anyway, we are crowded.
"Xiaoyou, don't forget our agreement." Here, Qian Siyue smiled lightly and turned away.
"Remember, remember." Ye Chen could not help but shake his head.
"I will come to you in other days." Huang Yan, a Grand Chu in the distance, glanced at Ye Chen away. The cloak was fierce and disappeared into the eyes of everyone. It is also world-famous.
"Old and old." Di Fan also set off and walked away with a trembling pace, and his back was a little rickety.
Looking at the Vatican, Ye Chen sighed, and finally put his eyes on Nanming Yushu.
She is still standing in the void, expression is sometimes smart, and it is very strange. Ye Chen used Immortal Eye to break a trace of profound principles. As Zhou Tianyi said, Nanming Yushu really lacks a soul, and that soul must be still ten. Among the mountains.
"In the future, I'll come to you." After all, Nanming Yushu spoke up and turned to go to the sky. Although her voice was beautiful and beautiful, it was slightly dry and lacked some emotions.
"You can't use it." Ye Chen coughed again, and it won't take long before they will meet again to go to 100,000 mountains with Ye Chen, looking for traces of the emperors of the past.
Go on!
Hengyue Venerable patted Ye Chen on the shoulder.
Ye Chen did n’t speak, and the joke on his face disappeared, as if he knew what Hengyue Venerable meant.
The Zhengyang Sect was destroyed, the King of Falun was dead, the army of Yin and Ming was broken, the eight kings retreated, and the descendants of the emperor also left, but the matter is not over yet.
Soon, the high-level leaders of Hengyue, Yan Huang, Qingyun, Dancheng, and other families have all gathered in the broken hall of Zhengyang Sect, and even many sincere elders of Ji Ningshuang and Yang Zhen and Zhengyang Sect are also present.
As for Your Highness, hundreds of figures were tied with a bundle of immortal ropes, and the imprisonment was there, and you looked carefully. Is n’t it Cheng Kun and Yin Yao?
"Is there any last word?" Ye Chen held the sword in his hand and stood there quietly. expression was indifferent and joyless.
The people who were sealed in front of him were his teachers and ancestors a year ago, but now they have become prisoners of his rank. This scene has to make people sighed sigh and sigh with the world. Impermanence.
"Are you killing Wu Changqing?" The Cheng Kun at the forefront opened. The disheveled hair was not unremarkable. It was as calm and scary as Ye Chen. He was not afraid of dying. .
"It's me." Ye Chen's words are still plain.
"Three cases of Grand Competition are your ghosts."
"It's me."
"I also destroyed the army of the two halls of Zhengyang Sect."
"It's me."
The question and answer of the two people are so plain from beginning to end, making people think that this is not two enemies talking, but more like two old friends talking.
I do n’t know when Shen Jing in the hall was broken by Cheng Kun ’s Yangtian laughter. Some things he knew were done by Ye Chen, but he still deceived himself and wanted to be recognized by Ye Chen.
Now, he got the answer, but he felt how ridiculous he was.
Nan Chu, how vast is the territory; Zhengyang Sect, how strong is the background, but only one year has been overturned by a disciple who has nothing. The entire Nan Chu and one temple are all between his fingers, This is the spirit, means and open mind that only the young emperor possesses.
In spite of this, Cheng Kun still laughs at the arrogance and indulgence, in order to cover up his mistakes and guard the only trace of pride.
He knows that he is wrong and how ridiculous it is, but as expert ’s arrogance, he will not be allowed to admit his mistakes, nor will he show a little bit of remorse. He can die, but he must be decent in death.
"Successfully defeated the king and died." Compared to Cheng Kun, Yin and Zhengyang Old Ancestor are grinning, although they are sealed, but their hair is rapidly turning white, which is changing. Road.
However, no one in the temple stopped. They have lost. Self-regulation may be one of their best results.
Only ten seconds, the hundreds of sealed figures turned into dust in the cold wind.
They, who is not a Zhengyang Old Ancestor-level character, and who was not a expert, who was once a flamboyant one, were also frank before they died. Perhaps they had already seen this when they took this path.
At the moment, only Cheng Kun is still standing in the hall. His body is straight and straight, like a stone tablet. Perhaps in his opinion, his waist has never been as strong as it is now.
Zheng!
Ye Chen raised his hand and inserted the killing sword in front of Cheng Kun. "All the way."
Cheng Kun said nothing, gently pulled out the killing sword that was inserted in front of him, and then slowly turned around and walked outside the hall. The figure was still tall, the walk was very tough, and his hair was fluttering, but his back. It is bleak.
I do n’t know when he stopped, standing high, overlooking the broken Zhengyang Sect. Once, he was the ruler here, and he was very familiar with the temples, mountains and flowers.
At this moment, his eyes became a little trance. As his life and death were lingering, he seemed to have thought of some old memories. At that time, he was also young and frivolous, and he also had the heart of expert and the ambitious aspirations. Sorrow, unwillingness, and regret are that they have woven together their glorious life.
Suddenly, he smiled, but the vicissitudes of laughter were exhausted, his tall body became a bit rickety, and his back was more bleak.
Zheng!
With the killing of Jian Zhengming, his figure also turned into fly ash with the wind.
Hey!
Seeing that a palm leader ended so much, Zhengyang Sect's disciples and elders sighed.
This is the war, the king is defeated, although cruel, but very realistic.
Three cases, unified!