Banished Disciple’s Counterattack

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The battle started instantly, Ye Chen was blocked on one side of the sky, and one person singled out three prospective saints.

The sky is collapsing, the earth is exploding, and the space of nothingness is even more chaotic. The laws are intertwined with the magical powers, which outline a huge vision, although gorgeous, but with silence.

What can be seen is that the vertical Ye Chen's combat strength is against the sky, but he is still suppressed, dripped with the blood of the three quasi-sacred kings, and has been almost split by several times, and has been carried by him.

Compared to him, although the three quasi-principal kings are much better, they are also embarrassed, and they are getting more and more shocked. They still underestimate the ancient holy bodies. This vein is not so simple since ancient times. Randomly pick out a statue, are all fierce characters who compose myth.

The picture of the war is huge and shocking. One quasi-sanitary war against three quasi-sanitary kings has not been suppressed on the spot. This is unprecedented in the heavens and the world. Ye Chen is the only one.

"I've seen it, I've never seen it before." The monk who watched the game caught up, and when he saw the picture that was falling apart, his face was pale. This level of fighting was too fierce.

"Compared to this, the three gods in the previous war were just playing around." Someone snore, "No wonder the nearly 200,000 monks in the Taiqing Palace failed to stop the ancient holy body."

"Since this desolate continent has come, it is one more thing!"

"The old man's finger counts, the three quasi-holy kings of the Supreme City can't win the ancient holy body."

"I don't know if the strong men in the palace and the palace of the Qing Dynasty are on the road. If this comes, then it will be lively." Many people muttered in a low voice and said they did not forget to glance around.

It doesn't matter if you look at it. The distant eastern sky is suddenly rolling with clouds and clouds. Even though it is far away, you can still hear the sound of thunder. It seems that there are thousands of horses and galloping horses. The three big characters engraved on it are very eye-catching: Taiqing Palace.

At the same time, the western sky is also booming, and the sky is full of rainbows, either flying on the sword, or flying in the clouds, or riding on a spirit beast. The battle is no smaller than the Taiqing Palace. It is an overwhelming battle. The flag and the three characters are so eye-catching: the palace.

Do n’t be anxious, the Southern Sky is also shaking, and the strongest of the Supreme City also came to help out. Although there is no quasi-king leader, the lineup is extremely large, and the sky is blasting all the way.

The three seem to have some kind of tacit understanding. One by one, the fate of each other is coming, mostly because the other two are the first to take the treasures of the ancient and holy body. They ran all the way, wasn't that the reason?

Seeing the killing of the Three Houses, the monks of the Quartet all changed, and immediately walked away, fearing that they would suffer the aftermath.

They can see that Ye Chen can also see it, his face is ugly, and he has captured the breath of more than one quasi-sacred king. In such a battle, the saint king must also avoid the edge.

It happened that the eyes of the Six Immortals were severely damaged. At this moment, they are in a self-styled state, and they must not use the Tao to escape.

Thinking of this, Ye Chenna dared to set aside the wave, struck a sword stiffly, and turned directly to open the gauntlet.

Where to go!

The quasi-princess in black snorted, and moved forward in one step, pressing the holy king's weapon.

Ye Chen didn't have time to ignore him, and shrank to avoid him, but before standing still, he was overthrown by the prince of the Purple King in the palm of his hand and smashed a towering mountain.

Needless to say, the palm of Zhunsheng Ziyi actually helped Ye Chen and knocked him out of the encirclement.

But seeing the gravel flying, Ye Chen jumped out, crawling around, and fled straight to the north.

The three quasi-princes are **** and chasing after them, and the quasi-princes in white and the quasi-princes in black have not forgotten to give a serious glance to the quasi-principal king in purple. Do you hit again? Let's go out to eight thousand feet with one palm, and you're full!

Nonsense!

The princes of Taiqing Palace and Zonggong Palace who really rushed to death also cursed. There was a gorgeous drift, whether it was from the south, east, or the west. There is nothing at this moment. Exceptionally hunted towards the north Xutian.

This time, King Zhunsheng, who had changed his purple clothes, had a hot face, his face gaunt, and his teeth opened like a demon.

The world is turbulent, and the bangs run by monks like the sea are not ordinary.

Seeing this, Ye Chen dare to turn back, burned his blood, and shrank his life into an inch. There was a group of beasts behind, usually caught up, and even bones would be swallowed.

It ’s lively. It ’s really lively this time. It ’s so dynamic that it attracts more monks. The things here are like wings, and they float to the Quartet. Anyone who listens to it will change his face.

They also attracted Xiaolingwa and Manshan. From a distance, each person sighed and grinned. Ye Chen was Ye Chen. No matter where they went, the battle was surprisingly huge.

However, looking at it, they did not rush to the rescue, they went to the rescue in vain, but also increased the pressure on Ye Chen, very consciously thought that Ye Chen's ability to open up is unparalleled in the world.

Indeed, Ye Chen's ingenuity is unparalleled, and his posture is very domineering.

What kind of picture is this? There are so many strong men, among them there are some quasi-sacred kings, who are only hunting for a quasi-sacred level. They do n’t have to look at it, just think about it, it is funny and ironic.

boom!

With the rumbling, another big mountain collapsed, but was crushed by the palm of King Zhu Yisheng.

To say that so many people, the fastest to run against him, and his face left ugly, if it were not for his palm that blew up the sky, Ye Chen would not be shot out of the encirclement, and his heart was very angry.

Unfortunately, his palm is still hanging now, but he did not hit Ye Chen and was avoided by Ye Chen.

Ye Chen now has no courage to go back and continue to work, it is an open mind, soaring all the way to the north, because the other three parties have strong pursuit, only the north has no interception.

In this way, this chase fled, the movement was strange, and wherever it passed, the mountains fell, and Changchuan reversed, and even many ancient cities were hit. Wherever they went, they were ruins.

Who would have thought that this hunting lasted for three days without stopping, and some careful people secretly calculated it, at least ten million miles before and after, and have chased out the sphere of influence of the three.

Of course, the strong perseverance of the Taiqing Palace, the Kun Palace, and the Taiqing Palace strongmen have not given up, they are still chasing after their lives, and those who do not follow you will follow your stance.

The people who went to the theater are not ordinary leisure. The three families chased Ye Chen and chased thousands of miles. They chased thousands of miles. They did n’t know that Ye Chen had the feud of killing their father with them?

The fourth day came quietly. Many people gave up and couldn't hold it. Each of them bent down and panted, giving thumbs up in the direction of Ye Chen's escape: you **** good.

On the fifth day, Ye Chen flew into the boundless Cangyuan.

At this moment, Rao is a bit deficient in the blood and blood of his derelict ancient body. He has not stopped flying for several days, swallowed more than a few elixir, but still failed to get rid of the followers behind him.

In front of it, a little grain of light appeared, and as the distance kept getting closer, it became clear that it was a person.

It was an old man, more precisely a little old man, less than one meter in length, sitting on a purple gold gourd, and with his mouth splayed with a splayed crest.

Zhundi!

Although far away, Ye Chen can still perceive the subtle breath, which cannot be imitated and copied, fits heaven and earth, and can only be possessed by a true quasi-empire.

When Ye Chen looked at him, it happened that the little old man on the purple gold gourd opened his eyes.

Of course, what makes Ye Chen extremely aggressive is that when the quasi-perfect old man saw Ye Chen's face, he ran away without even thinking about turning his head, and that open-ended posture was really domineering.

PS: Sorry, there is a mistake in Chapter 1405. If the Suzaku is a saint, he accidentally wrote it as a quasi-sage.