Chapter 1586 (1/2)

Roaring, the sky faded, the world turbulence.

A thick light Hong, from the Ye Chen sky cover shot, straight into the sky night, the sky will poke a big hole.

The rolling evil spirit, surging to open, Xi tianjuan, bloodthirsty tyranny filled the world, subverted the heaven and earth.

He gets up and changes his shape. He depicts the ancient divine lines in the center of his eyebrows. His blood is flying. His black eyes are vast, swallowing heaven and earth, silencing stars and performing chaos.

The whole world, with him as the center, formed an inch by inch of ice, a piece of unreasonable magic soil, from the sole of his feet, to the four sides, the vast and strange phenomenon appeared.

He is like a demon God, heavy as mountains, Tao and chaos interweave, law and thunder dance together.

”That... What kind of state is that? What did ye Chen do?” The four monks were terrified, unable to withstand the pressure of Ye Chen, unable to bear the overwhelming evil spirit, and retreated one after another.

”It is clear that the level of quasi saint is so powerful and oppressive.”

”Demonized? But he has no magic blood

”Demonization is the limit of blood succession.” Some old monks exclaimed with astonishment and disbelief.

”Blood relay limit? Something. ” The young friars were shocked and looked at the old man on his side.

”That's the state after the blood's sublimation. No matter the principle, magic power, speed or power, it will instantly rise to an unimaginable level.”

”To be more precise, it's a state of near invulnerability.” Some old guys took a hard breath and were shocked by their mood.

”No, not dead, not hurt?” The four sides were in an uproar.

”Not everyone can open the limit of blood succession. This state is very abstruse. If you can open it, you can't hide it, you can't dodge it, you can't defend it, but you can't stop him from killing the spirit with a knife, and the combat power is incomparable.

The picture is covered with blood, and a blood path is killed by Ye Chensheng. Behind him is covered with blood bone, and blood is stained with empty sky.

Although there was no divine weapon to assist him in the battle and the origin of the holy body, the hegemonic state gave him enough capital to slaughter all the way.

There was no one in the line-up of nearly ten thousand people who could stop his way. When he went up one piece, he was slaughtered.

This piece of heaven and earth has become red with blood. The broken limbs, broken arms, heads, bodies, and pieces of magic tools are all over the sky.

”Is this... Is this to be holy?” The monk's mouth trembled, his heart trembled, and his face was pale and bloodless.

”Ten thousand! The weakest accomplishments are all quasi saints, and there is no lack of quasi saints, but they can't stop him alone. ”

”After the blood opens, does not die does not injure, with one enemy ten thousand, ten thousand husband is difficult to block!” The waves of terror gathered.

”Sacrifice the battle line, blow him out.” In the sound of fright, there is a roar that shakes the heaven and earth. A killing array is sacrificed together, reviving the power of annihilation and sweeping to Ye Chen.

Poof!

Blood spatter, half of Ye Chen's body was destroyed.

However, the blood after the limit does not die, does not hurt, the recovery force is domineering, his broken body of flesh, instant recovery.

Kill!

Ye Chen's voice is like thunder, a pair of black eyes, staring at the throne at the end of the figure. The people who rush to the scene are directly ignored, and the dragon knife slashes and cuts at random, and his flesh and blood are flying.

Kill!

All over the sky, people were shooting, either magic weapons, or the array of killing swords. They spread the sky and covered the earth.

That piece of empty sky, was ground to collapse, the world lost color.

Ye Chen is not afraid. He is hard and remorseful. The dragon sword is swung. A hundred Zhang long blade appears suddenly, and the blood mist is turbulent.

He is really like a demon God, bathed in blood, stepping on the corpse mountain, flowing the sea of blood, fighting against the eight wasteland, killing the earth to crack, crying and howling.

People are afraid all over the sky. The hand holding the sword is shaking. He is too strong, just like the God of killing from hell.

”Those who stand in my way will die.” Ye Chen rushed to kill the ancient times, swept up the monstrous evil spirit, swallowed up a piece of heaven and earth, sound like eternal thunder, heaven also roared.

Pieces of people fell down, pieces of shadow into fly ash, was crushed by the monstrous evil spirit.

This is a picture of lawlessness and bloodstaining.

Nearly ten thousand people were killed. They were forced to retreat by him. No one dared to go to front Yingfeng.

”A bunch of rubbish.” Soul family God son a cold hum, ascend to the sky and go straight to Ye Chen to kill.