Chapter 3875 (1/2)

Ye Xiwen was surrounded by powerful masters, each with supernatural powers, who were forcibly pulled from the long river of chaotic history.

It's not like when Qin Jundu robbed, it's just a virtual shadow and a mark of the road, but even so, it's already terrible.

Not to mention that now the real person came to kill Ye Xiwen himself!

There has never been such a terrible heaven disaster, but there has never been such a jump in rank as ye Xiwen. As long as we get through the heaven disaster, we can immediately enter the later stage of domination.

Triple jump is not so fast!

But before that, only himself knew how long Ye Xiwen honed himself.

The terrible war broke out in an instant. These masters were pulled out from the long river of history. Although they could not be said to be at the peak of their life, when the number reached this point, it was still terrible.

”Boom!”

Everyone only saw that the whole chaos collapsed. In an instant, it was the same scene as the end of the world. Under the disaster, everything was destroyed. Time, space, heaven, earth and universe did not exist, and what kind of existence was meaningless.

”My God, is it really the end of the world?”

”On this day, it is estimated that it will be recorded in history forever. If so many masters do it at the same time, if they are not limited by the natural disaster, they are afraid that the edge of the universe will be destroyed!”

”That's really the end. It's no use escaping anywhere. Fortunately, the masters are still restrained and have no intention to destroy the world!”

Ye Mo and ye Wudi, who were watching the battle in the distance, were also extremely worried. With Ye Xiwen's strength, there was naturally no difficulty in general natural disaster, but it was so many masters. Even if ye Xiwen had slaughtered several masters, he had not faced such a dangerous situation.

”Leaves will be all right!”

Ye Wudi said in a hurry.

He was frightened just watching such a battle, and he couldn't help at all.

His strength has been greatly improved over the years, but ye Xiwen's opponents are becoming more and more terrible. His promotion is like useless work, but it can't help for the time being.

”It's all right. Since he chose to cross the robbery, he must be prepared!” Ye Mo is also worried, but at this time, he can only choose to believe Ye Xiwen. He can't understand the battle at that level.

At this time, the battle intensified even further. In various ancient eras, the masters of Taoism flew out, flew into the hands of their own masters, and then cooperated with their masters to suppress Ye Xiwen.

It's terrible. It's like the end of the world. Even ordinary masters have no choice but to kneel when they encounter this lineup. The only choice is how long to kneel.

”Bang!”

Ye Xiwen punched through the chest of a master. The man was the king of the storm. He stared wide and was killed by Ye Xiwen for the second time.

At this time, he was still some distance from the storm emperor at the peak when he was killed by Ye Xiwen. At that time, he couldn't stop Ye Xiwen, let alone now.

He was killed again!

Such doubts flashed in his eyes!

Ye Xiwen didn't take care of the Storm King at this time, because he couldn't care so much at this time.

At this time, although his combat strength is comparable to that of the master in the middle stage, his body is only a half step master after all. When he fights alone, it can not be highlighted. However, when the number of opponents reaches a certain level, his weakness of a half step master suddenly appears.

The gap in the essence of life exists, and it always exists.

He can blow up a master with one punch, but similarly, the attacks of those masters can leave fatal wounds on him.

Especially those masters who are not at the peak, but with the master Taoist instrument, the power is still very terrible.

His body was pierced more than once. Even if it was better than his body, there was no guarantee that he would not be injured.

You can see flesh and bones everywhere.

The sword, the sword, all kinds of supernatural powers and the law of the great road all greet Ye Xiwen.

Most people must be dead, but ye Xiwen is different. He keeps brushing the golden light of merit and virtue on his body. Once, his body will completely recover as before.

”Shit, how much merit does he have!”

”How many ancient eras did he destroy? Otherwise, how could he have so many merits and virtues!”