Banished Disciple’s Counterattack

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Do not.....!

The Emperor of the Xinjiang Territory roared, terrified, but it was difficult to stop the collapse. The faint fire of the gods was annihilated as quickly as possible. It was unrequited in the moment of life and death. Today, under the circumstances that the battle force absolutely suppressed Ye Chen, he was killed by Ye Chen. The emperor of a clan has any face to go to see the ancestors of the dry land.

Damn it!

The roar of the quasi-perfect emperor of Jinpao Ganjiang trembled the sky, and three quasi-perfect empires besieging Ye Chen had been destroyed.

And he has only half a life left.

Ye Chen didn't say much. As a lightning, he killed Jinpao Hanjiang Zhundi with only half a life left. He must never be left.

Of course, the ideal is beautiful, and the reality is nonsense.

Hidden in the void, the nine Emperors of the Arid Territory shot, or the moment Ye Chen shot and killed the Emperor of the Emperor Ancestral Territory, he shot. The dying Emperor's power was connected, the crushed world, and the space was banned, sealed together, and Ye Chen.

kill!

Nine honored Emperors of the Arid Territory struck the world in succession.

boom!

That piece of nothingness, instantly exploded, and when the smoke disappeared, Ye Chen's trace was no longer visible. Instead of dying, he entered a black hole in space. Then, there is nothing in existence. The so-called existence is that he can no longer isolate his heavenly path and use the heavenly path to avoid the imperial path. He has become familiar with the road.

Hum!

Ye Chen left, Ling Xiao's iron bar hummed, shattered the void, broke out of a different space, and disappeared instantly.

It was really overbearing. The ten emperors were jointly enclosed, and they did not stop it. Even the ten imperial emperors of the Arid Xinjiang Nationality did not know where it was going, let alone where to chase it.

Niubi!

In the black hole in space, Ye Chen grinned and looked at him. He not only looked down at the iron stick, he really didn't know the terribleness of the stick. , But can break through the siege of the ten emperors.

what....!

In the scarred and different space, there were rage roars, the blood of each of the ten quasi emperors was red, and his face was like a demon. He knew Ye Chen was not dead, and he knew Ye Chen's black hole, but he couldn't get in. , Has made them into lunatics one by one, shame, great shame, twelve quasi-monarchs, ten princes, did not kill a small saint, but was also destroyed two quasi-monarchs Among them, there is also the clan emperor of his arid Xinjiang clan, the absolute suppression of combat power, but how terribly lost this battle.

Ye Dasao calmed down, squatting in the black hole, staring at them ten.

He was still very motivated, always thinking about killing again, and destroying the half-dead Jinpao Hanjiang Jundi.

However, this idea was dispelled.

Only half of his life is left in Jinpao Hanjiang Zhundi, but the Emperor Qianxian has been integrated into his body. A peak Zhundi with the protection of the emperor soldiers cannot be killed by his combat power, unless he also has Emperor soldiers in hand, unfortunately, he does not have emperor tools.

"When it was time to come out, you should carry the emperor."

Ye Dashao was regretful. If there was an imperial soldier in his hand, he would fight even harder.

Hum!

With a buzz, a domain gate was erected in a different space. Ten quasi-emperors of the Arid Territory stepped in. Ye Chen had entered the black hole. Their so-called lore was meaningless. Staying here, also Nothing to worry about, might as well go back and make a more perfect plan.

It can be seen that at the moment of entering the gate of the gate, the ten peak quasi-perfect emperors sprayed blood, not hurt, but angry, the prince was destroyed, the clan emperor was destroyed, and the ancestral land was also destroyed. There are only ten of them in the entire Hanjiang tribe. The splendor of Emperor Taoism has been gradually extinct under the glory of years.

I do n’t know when Ye Chen came out of the black hole, and his mood was still good. Two quasi-perfect emperors were wiped out, and his record was dazzling enough.

After three or five breaths, he ascended to the sky one step, sacrificed consciousness, and called the iron rod of the sky.

Of course, there was no response for a long time.

This caused Ye Chen to raise his eyebrows and ran away. Can he still get lost?

Helpless, he also went out of space, calling all the way, but the iron rod was not ordinary, and he didn't come back after he walked, it was really reassuring.

Unfortunately, there was still no response.

"Go to Dachu and wait for me."

Ye Chen left a sense of consciousness, printed in the vast starry sky, and only saw by the iron sticks.

After doing this, he sacrifice Yumen and headed for Xuanhuang.

Not long after he left, the starry sky twisted, and a shadow slowly came out, covered in a black robe, and carrying a colorful fairy sword in his hand.

If you look at it carefully, aren't it the female holy body and the fairy sword?

In addition to both of them, there is a broken iron rod, which is the iron stick of the sky, the luster of the whole body has been extinguished, and it has become two pieces of waste copper and rotten iron. Chopped off by Xian Xianjian.

The female celestial body brushes her hands, and the palms of the dead force converge, crushing the broken sky iron rods into flying ashes.

Today, she is slightly different from the past, her look is slightly dull, her eyes are also dull, and the whole person is immersed in the colorful fairy light, standing in the vast sky, like a ghost, like a looming, more like a dream Soul, far out of reach.

Her form, the Emperor Ming and Emperor Huang, could not help but frowned.

As a supreme, how could she not see what she did, it must have been merged with Xixian Sword. What they were worried about finally happened, a female holy body infinitely close to Dacheng, plus a terrible Qixian sword. He The fusion of the two is the invincible existence of the heavens.

"Your junior, really did a stupid thing." Ming Emperor shook his head with a sigh.

The Emperor was silent and did not intend to refute. For the reason why the female Eucharist is so difficult, Ye Chen could not blame her. If she did not take the female Eucharist on that day, she might have a chance, at least, the female Eucharist would not be merged with Wu Xianjian.

Unfortunately, Ye Chen was too reckless that day, shattering the hope of the female sacrament, forcing her to become a hate for love and a woman who was infatuated with everything and did everything.

"She did not participate in the siege of Ye Chen by the Hanjiang people. In the subconscious, there was still a glimmer of hope." The Emperor took a deep breath. In this battle, he saw the tail from the beginning. Participating in the war, Ye Chen will surely die.

There are two words. Ye Chen on the other side has left the gate, crossed the Xuanhuang Xinghai, and set foot on the Xuanhuang continent.

"Do not miss passing through."

"The newly-launched magical instruments are genuine and authentic, very fierce."

"The magical powers are sold, ancestral."

The beach on the border of the Xinghai and the mainland is as lively as ever. Throughout the night, there is still a continuous stream of shouting and selling. One by one, the stalls are working hard, and everyone is passing by, and the voice is also high. The owners of the booths are not serious people. They say they are selling babies. In fact, they are here to sell the stolen goods. Whoever gathers here will not steal chickens and dogs.

Ye Chen swept away and couldn't help sighing. The beach is not small. The black people are all people. At each booth, there is a lighting spiritual bead hanging from Taobao. Not serious, scolding and grinning is indispensable, and even overwhelmed the groaning.

"Really dedicated." Ye Chen made a meaningful and quietly walked by.

"Little friend, don't you want a special product." Ye Chen just walked in, and was dragged by an old man, frowning, saying that the old man is actually a young man, but he used Yirongshu, but he could not repair The situation, using the appearance of the old man, to lie.

"While playing." Ye Chen hadn't seen it. One of your imperial realms was only a hundred years old and was called Laozi Xiaoyou. Is it appropriate? Besides, is Lao Tzu lacking special products? You do n’t sell my specialty, I still want to sell you something? So funny.

"Don't! This is made by the Eucharist himself."

"Know the Eucharist! The emperor of Da Chu, proficient in abduction and deception."

"Mo go! The price is negotiable."

The old man was chasing Ye Chen all the way, such as dog skin plaster, talking endlessly, and not selling Ye Chen's two pounds of specialty products, he was not ready to stop.

Don't say, Ye Chen really stopped.

Seeing this, the old man hurriedly posted it, smiling, and secretly said that business was coming.

Ye Chen was simply, pulling the goods away with one hand, his eyes narrowed, and he stared at a big man Hu Hu not far away. To be precise, he was looking at the wine gourd in the hand of Dahan. Chan is quite extraordinary.

He also has wine gourds like that, and there will be two more. Well, it's Zijin little gourd.

"Little friend?" The old man who was pulled away came up again.

Ye Chen didn't see it. He flicked his hand and delivered the goods to the sky for fun, and the people on the beach only glanced and closed their eyes. They said that none of them were serious. There are people who fly into the sky from time to time.

Here, Ye Chen has already walked to Hu Han, smiling, "Taoyou, can you sell this gourd?"

"Don't make trouble, this is a family heirloom." The big man Hu Yan glanced at Ye Chen.

"This thing is for you." Ye Chen brushed a divine bead in his hand, suspended in the air, the golden light was shining, a holy king soldier.

"What a pity." Hu Han's face changed to a quick, cheerful, and immediately received the **** beads, still sighing, wiped with a sleeve, he in the sage realm, also Haven't touched the holy king soldier?

He was so conscious, Ye Chen was more conscious, and he took away the wine gourd from the Han and disappeared into the crowd.

On the vast earth, he walked slowly, holding the purple gold gourd he just bought, and tapped it slightly, breaking the prohibition carved on the purple gold gourd.

At this moment, two of his other Zijin gourds flew out. All three gourds were trembling, and they were quite excited.

Ye Chen touched his chin, and looked left and right. So far, I don't know the origin of the Zijin small gourd, and I don't know how many such small gourds are there. It is worth noting that it must be extraordinary, even he can't see through. If it is not a baby, the ghost will not believe it.

When he was watching, he couldn't help but look back subconsciously and looked at the nothingness behind him. He always felt that someone was following him, and he always felt a pair of eyes staring at him in the dark. The feeling sometimes disappeared.

The three Zijin small gourds, however, were trembling with trembling, and they entered Yechen's storage bag regardless of their sequence, like fear.

Ye Chen frowned slightly, instead of looking back, he turned back directly, his eyes froze, staring at nothing, and clearing away the layers of clouds and fog, but saw nothing.

Feeling wrong?

Muttering turned back, he sacrificed Yumen again and disappeared into the night.