Chapter 1595 (1/2)

Ye Chen left again, leaving the peach blossom land which does not stir up dust.

His heart, already cold and blinded by hatred, did not hesitate to take his favorite woman as a threat.

He is crazy, the death of reincarnated people, let him can not help but set off a terrible catastrophe, in the killing of demons.

His eyes, but also become calm, no waves.

People who know him know that the calmer he is, the more terrible he will be, like a wild beast about to wake up.

The reincarnation is not finished, so is the enemy.

Such as Impatiens, Xianzu Shenzi, tianshenzi, Zhiyang daoren, and annihilation of deities, it seems that the human world has evaporated, and even the intelligence Pavilion can not find information.

As dawn approached, he came to Kunlun city again.

Kunlun ancient city is majestic and can be regarded as a symbol of Zhongzhou. Anyone who comes to Zhongzhou will come to see it.

It is like a giant dragon, looking at the four seas and eight wastelands.

The sky is bright, and there are more monks around the ancient city of Kunlun. They come in and go out, some of them are strong.

Ye Chen did not enter the city, standing in the void outside the city.

All the monks who passed by would look at him with a strange look. In the early morning, they kept pestle all over the place.

Ye Chen didn't speak. He pulled off his black robe and took off the ghost mask. His long beard was also shaved off, revealing his true face.

In addition to these, he also deliberately revealed the holy body Qi and blood.

The purpose of his practice is very simple. Since he can't find his enemies, he will expose himself to attract them.

Imagine that if the Impatiens knew that he was still alive, they would gather monks from all over the world and kill them again.

”My God, am I wrong?” Outside the ancient city of Kunlun, there was a cry of surprise, and their eyes were all gathered. They knew the honor of the holy body and the blood and blood of the holy body.

”This... How could this be possible.” In and out of the friars Hula gathered together, the look is very wonderful.

”He can still survive the great saint's killing.” The people in the city were also affected and rushed out.

”I see clearly that the fire of his spirit has been annihilated!” All of them were pale and frightened.

”I'm surprised that this product can't be killed.” Someone scratched his head hard. I really don't know why.

More and more friars came and stood all over the sky. They looked at Ye Chen like a monkey.

Ye Chen stands still, like a statue, motionless.

However, his appearance made a big stir.

Quasi Saint level is the first one who can survive in the great saint level. How can people not be shocked.

All of a sudden, the news that he was still alive spread to all directions with the ancient city of Kunlun as the center.

Xuanhuang Zhongzhou, suddenly fried pot, spread to the East, South, West desert, north mountain.

The whole xuanhuang was shocked, and they came to watch.

”You are still alive.” A little-known mountain, out of a shadow, blood floating in the sky, a closer look, it is the enemy buried the son of God.

”I don't believe it.” In the vast sea, the fairy God son rushed out, roaring and trembling in the sky. No wonder Ye Chen could not find him. He was hiding here.

”This time, I will kill you.” In a remote ancient city, a lonely voice rings through the nine days. No one sees him, only hears its voice. It is the silent spirit that appears and disappears.

”Good, good.” Impatiens from a wild forest, beautiful, ferocious, gnashing teeth to eat people, not like fairies, more like demons.

Each of the four summoned his followers. This time, the lineup was even larger, with a total of 100000.

Outside Kunlun City, the tide of people has been like a sea, black pressure.

”If you survive, why do you want to run out?” Four directions point to Ye Chen, very confused.

”There are so many enemies. Isn't this the way to kill yourself?”

”Is it hard to do that? If you die once, your head will not work?” Many old men stroked their beards.

”Obviously, it's to attract the Impatiens to come here. If so many relatives and friends have died, they want to collect debts.”

In the sound of discussion, the empty sky is turbulent and rumbling.

In the East, the clouds are rolling, and it seems that thousands of troops and horses are fighting against it. The first person is the son of God, who is riding a red flame lion, with a magnificent momentum.

In the west, the sky is humming, and the rolling murderous spirit is raging. The spirit of death comes with flying sword. There are tens of thousands of followers behind him, and all faces are fierce and ferocious.

In the south, the space explodes, and there is a bright sea of immortals surging and rolling with countless figures. The gods of Xianzu are flying in the clouds and rushing to kill in front of them. The Qi and blood are magnificent, and the world is turbulent.