Banished Disciple’s Counterattack

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The sea of ​​chaos is vast.

The ancient body of chaos and the body of chaos, one is walking, the other is at war. For them, the time seems to be extraordinarily long. The pointer of time is a trace every second.

However, chaos is still that chaos, and Luyi is so slim.

Huashan under the night, peaceful and comfortable.

On the Red Flame Peak, the reincarnated people are all there, looking up at the sky, everyone knows that Ye Chen has left and embarked on the journey of returning to his hometown. Everyone's eyes have a vicissitude of hope that the Great King of Chu can Returning alive to their hometown, so they can go back.

"Idle and idle, don't fight."

Shura Tianzun held the jug and twisted his neck comfortably. He was born a militant master.

In this case, he said to Long Ye that among the people present tonight, what he wanted most was Long Ye. Who made Long Ye's predecessor Emperor? The emperor can't do it, and the Lord Hammer will have a good meal.

Long Ye glanced at him, and he was also a clear-cut master, ascending to the sky in one step.

"Success!"

Shura Tianzun's eyes glittered, he threw the jug at will, and shook it up step by step.

boom! boom! boom!

Immediately, they heard the roar, shaking the whole of Huashan, all shaking.

The fluctuation of the war was not small, and it attracted spectators.

"The predecessor was the emperor, who was transformed into the blood and memory of the demon, and still fierce!"

"Compared to Shura Tianzun, he is almost ready."

"No matter how fierce it is, you can smash the ancient Eucharist?"

The fight is in full swing from the top, and the chattering below is also in full swing. Every one of the theatergoers is holding their hands. One is more calm than the other, Ye Chen Tudi. The two were stunning again, and their moods were smooth.

There is no suspense in the battle without suspense.

Lord Long lost, and he could not fight Tianzun for the rest of his life. Although the uncle seemed unreliable, he was a ruthless person who was so fierce that he doubted his life and gave Sharon the Emperor.

"Unfinished, what are you running?"

"roll."

Lord Long came down, and Shura Tianzun also chased it down. It seems that it has not been played yet.

Many older guys are scratching their beards and sometimes look around.

It is said that the people of Ye Chen's family were defeated, and the Eucharist should come out to find a place. As before, the mad person was turned into a little sheep, but no figure has been seen so far.

"There are no tigers in the mountains, and monkeys are called kings."

The reincarnated people took a deep breath, and Shura Tianzun was the monkey.

As for the tiger, it means Ye Chen. If the Lord of the Family is here, how dare he be so crazy?

The battle ended, and after waiting a long time, Ye Chen was not seen.

The quartet of spectators looked regretful, and each withdrew their hands and did not enjoy themselves. To be more precise, they did not see Tianzun being beaten, mainly because Ye Chen had not come out. If he would find a place again, he would surely bring Shura Tianzun. Mother and daughter don't recognize it, making you crazy.

"Who else."

Tonight's Shura Tianzun is not ordinary excitement.

However, no one ignored him, nor would he fool him for battle.

In view of his lawlessness, at midnight, two people led him to find him, one of them was Dragon Lord, and the other, the first god, was pulled by Dragon Lord, and he was singled out. But Tianzun, if the two are together, it's hard to say.

As a result, the maniac of the surname was severely beaten again.

In the sea of ​​chaos, it is another 30 years, plus the previous 100 years, 130 years.

The long years have caused the chaos.

The long years made Ye Chenxian's younger brother hurt.

Daozu is still looking at the chaotic body. The 130-year-old assault is still in the chaotic sea, but it is closer to the heavens. It is only a matter of time before it is killed.

Ye Chen is also a matter of time, but he will spend far more time than the chaotic body. Although he has been walking for 130 years, it seems to outsiders that he has not moved.

"Master, how did Ye Chen pass."

The Master of Tongtian looked at Daozu tentatively. Both Yuan Shitianzun and Taishang Laojun were also present, and they looked at Daozu together. Since they had come before, they have watched Ye Chen rest there.

"Let his eyes become chaotic." Daozu spoke slowly.

The three looked at each other, frowning slightly. I didn't know the chaos, which meant several things.

Longitudinal Ye Chen is here, most of them are difficult to understand.

Therefore, his chaos level is destined to be longer than the chaotic body.

Ten years have passed.

Ye Chen's pace is a heavy one point. It has been 140 years in the chaos. The so-called Xiongguan has not been seen yet. This is very different from the six reincarnation stages in the underworld.

The chaotic world is silent and terrifying.

This loneliness is unbearable for ordinary people. He has traveled this way. Although he can bear it, he can't hold back his desire to go home. The more urgent he is, the more he wants to find that way.

"Dao Zu! What is the meaning of Chaos Sea!"

Ye Chen's voice was hoarse. I didn't know how many times it had been muttered.

Unfortunately, no one will give him the answer.

ten years.

Twenty years.

Thirty years.

He spent all this time, sent away for a hundred years, and ushered in a second century, two hundred years to the outside world, just two days, to him, it is like two reincarnations, He did not know how much it would take to wait for reincarnation to return to his hometown.

His question is also the question of the Chaos.

Ye Chen has never had a war since entering the Chaos Sea, and he feels exhausted, let alone him. After two hundred years of slaying, he passed through a barrier and killed himself into a madman, stepping on the corpse mountain. Coming from the sea of ​​blood, the tired desire fell down.

However, he still did not see the exit, and Daozu did not tell him how he could go out.

Ye Chen tired, he was also tired.

In the purple bamboo forest, Taishang Laojun glanced at the ancestor and stopped talking.

Dao Zu is the most indifferent, still brewing his tea.

The three took a deep breath and couldn't bear to look at it. Ye Chen's loneliness and the chaotic body's killings. For two hundred years, there was no pause. If they were, they were probably crazy.

Sun and moon change, day and night cycle.

It was another two days, and the light of the morning dawn of peace, once again filled the heavens, warm and peaceful.

For four hundred years, the sea of ​​chaos has been for four hundred years.

The chaotic body fell more than once and moved forward with more than one load. Even the hand-held blood-stained swords were dusted with years. The stubble at the mouth was already full, showing decadence and vicissitudes. Very dim, he was too tired to kill all the way.

Ahead, I saw a tide of evil, dark and dense, each with teeth and claws, carrying a spooky face, and rushed at him, trying to drag him down.

war!

The Chaos roared, holding the sword firmly, killing all the way.

This battle was another century, submerged and killed again and again, every step taken was wandering outside the gate of the ghost gate, and many times almost died.

Five hundred years have come to an end,

The sea of ​​chaos in his eyes finally reflected a strange light.

At the end of the chaos, there was an additional light gate.

He stopped and smiled exhaustedly. Through the endless chaos, he could smell a breath that is not heavenly, from the other side of the light gate. He knew that crossing the sky was the heavens.

Hoohoo ...

The sorrow of Li Gui sounded suddenly, and the evil thing reappeared. Since he was a hundred feet away, he spread all the way to the end of the chaos, such as a layer of black cloud curtain, which dim all the chaos.

"Last battle."

The chaotic body's scattered eyes were extremely condensed. An ancient **** pattern was engraved on the eyebrow. I wonder what kind of immortal method. The mana that made him exhausted was instantly filled. All the pores on his body were consuming the origin, such as the flames Or, in other words, he has become a flame.

At this moment, Taishang Laojun and they all held their breath.

Whether it is possible to kill the heavens and the human world, it is all here to fight, killing the past is Ling Xiaoxian 阕; failing to kill is Jiuyou Huangquan, the black evil that is really terrible.

war!

The roar of the Chaos body extinguished the depression of 500 years, killed 500 years, and ended up in the last battle, like a chaotic fairy mane, inserted directly into the evil creature Wang. In the ocean, waved Tao sword madly.

It was a **** road, being killed by a chaotic body.

Behind him was the **** sea of ​​the corpse mountain. He stepped on the corpse mountain and killed the past with the **** sea. I don't know how many evil things were cut and how much blood maggot was printed on his body.

He won, he killed, and under Daozu's gaze, dragged a **** body across the light gate to the human realm, and the five hundred years of slaughter came to an end.

"It's done."

The Master of Tongtian breathed a sigh of relief, and the haze of Twilight's mind was instantly dissipated.

Taishang Laojun whisked his hands and offered a list of Fengshen, which presented the human world.

Through the Fengshen list, you can clearly see the chaotic body, such as a meteorite, which has crossed the emptiness, fell into the fire fields of the heavens, and crashed a towering giant Yue.

"I don't know when the Eucharist will pass."

Yuan Shi Tianzun said, looking towards the water curtain, in the sea of ​​chaos, Ye Chen was still walking.

The Master of Heaven and Tai Shang Laojun looked together.

As for Daozu, he still sees the fire domain of the heavens.

The night of the fire domain is vast and profound, but there is a colorful immortal paddle that draws across the night sky, adds a touch of beauty to the deepness, and carefully looks at it. It is not an immortal but a fairy sword. The colorful fairy sword is exactly the **** cricket sword.

The chaotic body had just climbed up, stepped a step, and before standing still, it ran into the Xianxian sword head-on.

Precisely speaking, it was Pu Xianjian who merged into his body.

At that instant, a flash of colorful light flashed in his chaotic eyes, and the chaotic body also dazzled in seven colors, reflecting Xinghui and moonlight, looking at some magic.

That's right, the weak chaotic body is controlled by Wu Xianjian.

He tilted his eyes slightly and glanced up at the puppet. He seemed to be able to see the heavenly ancestors through nothingness. The corners of his mouth were slightly tilted, playful and playful.

Daozu's look was ugly in an instant.

After countless calculations, but not counting the Xianxian Sword, he and his Emperor ’s seal banned it so quickly, and could accurately capture the chaotic body, and control the chaotic body in the first time.

"Damn."

The Emperor of the Emperor gave a cold hum, and he saw it in the scene of the fire. He was too coincident to catch it. The chaos finally managed to kill the sea of ​​chaos. As far as the heavens and the human world are concerned, it must be a great disaster.

Imagine how terrible the Chaos Body and Wuxian Sword should be.