Chapter 1892 (1/2)

”Ye Chen.” The vertical leaf Chen roars low, but a group of red faces, or pours over, each is free to look back.

”Get away.” Ye Chen roared, his face was a little ferocious, a picture of the array spread out, he and the women isolated.

But this array of pictures, but can not stop Chu Xuan, he has emperor soldiers, any array, can not block the emperor soldiers of the divine power.

”Come back, I'll die.” Ye Chen roared again.

Then Chu Xuan stopped suddenly and dared not go forward again, fearing that he was extremely emperor, and affected Ye Chen's life.

”How could it be.” The jade lady peak Lord, the tearful goddess, her face was pale, helpless, did not know what happened to Ye Chen, and how to help Ye Chen.

”How could it be.” The same with the women, the trembling, frightened by the shape of the leaf Chen, pale.

Ye Chen holds his head, the roar of pain, there is dark thunder and lightning, which is inexplicably obvious. He tears his viscera, eight channels, four limbs and its roots. He leaves a blood gap after another in his overlord ancient holy body, and it is only to be swallowed up.

It is the power of extinction, covering the whole body of Ye Chen. Only looking at it, you will feel the heart trembling and the yuan God is also tingling.

”Scourge.” Lin poetry and painting words tremble, with a cry, full of tears, as if to recognize the dark lightning.

In the old days in the great Chu star Tianting, ye Chen was the same, like a dog crawling, was covered by dark lightning, the holy body, she also carried Ye Chen in front of her, sharing for him.

Also thanks to the Dragon rushed to pull her away, otherwise, she has been most destroyed, the scourge, too terrible.

As she said, that is the scourge of heaven. No one can take punishment for ye Chen, and has to bear it alone.

”What kind of punishment.” All women look to Lin poetry and painting.

They, including Chu Xuan, have never seen them, because ye Chen of that year never showed the scourge before them. It was a coincidence that Lin Shi painted that time.

How proud the ancient saints of heaven are, and how they are so unbearable in front of their women.

”The punishment of the God.” Lin choked, ”elder martial brother Ye of the past, is coming here like this.”

In a word, all the women covered the Jade mouth, the mist in the eyes, condensed into frost, gushed out of the eyes, dripping across the cheek.

If they did not see it with their own eyes, they all knew that for hundreds of years, ye Chen was so miserable that he was condemned by the sky, and the tortured body was incomplete, and all the body was scars.

Especially, Liu Ruyan, tears like rain, cry the most pain.

Ye Chen is the reason why she makes the sky angry.

In that year, for her death, ye Chen escaped into a demon, opened the blood to continue to limit, killing the North Chu corpse into a mountain, blood into a river, that time, got into the scourge.

The eleventh emperor of the great Chu, she is guilty, will be life bound, the endless years in the future, will be unforgettable.

”Damn the sky.” Chu xuan'er was cold and summoned the emperor and soldiers of the extreme Tao to wipe out the scourge of Ye Chen.

”The emperor and the soldier are invalid for the scourge.” Before Chu Xuan started, he was interrupted by a cold hum, and the two figures were revealed.

Before we saw the real face, we saw the two shiny heads, which were brighter than the light bulbs this evening.

Needless to say, it is dragon one and dragon five. Ben peeps at the opposite peak. He never thought of it. He saw the scourge of Ye Chen.

”God damned, indeed.” Dragon once dead stare at Ye Chen, frown tightly, dare not rely on leaf Chen too close.

”Isn't it gone? And from the past to the present? ” Dragon five face also ugly, full of doubts.

”Uncle, help him!” Lin Shi painting tears, very close to beg, this picture, really heartache.

”The punishment of God, he must bear, such as a natural robbery.” The Dragon sighed and shook his head. ”Nothing can be done.”

”He could carry it in the past, and this life, too.” Longwu took a deep breath. ”Don't get close to him.”

The two words, the women cry more painful, even Chu Xuan, also face pale, all of which, too abrupt.

Ye Chen is still roaring, holding his head, crawling on the ground.

His shape is frightening. There is no half inch intact skin in the whole body. His body muscles and bones are broken in inch. The scars are printed one after another, which is not able to heal in his body.