Banished Disciple’s Counterattack

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boom! boom! boom!

The murmurs of Chu Xuan and Chu Ling, nobody heard, caused the turbulence in the heavens and the earth, and the ten heavens and the heavens broke down at the same time.

kill!

kill!

Immediately, it was the shouting and shouting of the earth, like **-like figures, rolling, there were the army of bloodthirsty palace, the army of monks with the forces of Beichu, and a powerful lineup of millions.

This....!

Seeing such a scene, the spectator's legs were softened and his face was pale.

Three years ago, millions of monks in Panlong Waters besieged Ye Chen and forced him into the unassuming Daze. They just heard about it and never witnessed it.

Three years later, they met, and they saw how huge the lineup of millions of monks is, such as **, covering the world and covering the starry sky with a black veil.

What a similar scene!

The difference is that three years ago, the figure was forced into Wuze Daze. Three years later, he was fighting millions of monks.

Today, I will chop you!

The bloodthirsty Yan Luo also came, drinking loudly, like a thunderous roar.

He was angry, a monk, one after another unexpectedly, the place of death can be reborn, making him a little crazy, he was afraid that one day they would follow in the blood spirit family.

Ye Chen didn't have any words, his expression was cold, but his response was extremely powerful.

Still shrinking into an inch, he was avoiding the Quartet's lore. Everywhere he went, there were no people alive, no matter whether it was a spiritual realm or an empty realm, no one could block him.

The demon **** of the world is in the army of millions of monks. If he enters a state of no one, even if he is a few million monks, he will still be defeated by the army.

The scarlet back, everyone was shocked, whether the descendants of the emperor, the kings of the generations, the quartet of spectators, the Taixu Gulong them, were filled with eyes of the **** of the world.

puff! puff! puff!

The figure is constantly bursting into blood, and Ye Chen is constantly being wounded.

The opponent's lineup is really too big. Rao is in a state of blood following the limit, and his body is bathed in blood.

Of course, as Taixu Gulong said, the hegemonic state of blood following the limit, he is infinitely close to immortality, his recovery power is very close to sublimation, leaving him covered with scars and disappeared instantly.

It is not just resilience, but his strength, speed, doctrine, and magical powers are also sublimated. This is an extraordinary transformation.

"This ... is this infinitely close to immortality?" The ancestor of Tianzong was shocked, his voice trembling a little.

"It has refreshed the record of the Chu Hai Shen Bing." Dao Huang took a sigh of relief, "The afterlife is terrible!"

"Did you ever find out if he was missing something?" The old man from Zhuge touched his chin.

"Six Immortal Eyes." Taixu Gulong whispered.

"Can he live from the arrogant Osawa, can he do it at the cost of six eyes?" Zhong Jiang groaned.

puff! puff! puff!

The killing continued, and it was terrible.

Ye Chen was constantly wounded, constantly bathed in blood.

Of course, the overbearing resilience made him wantonly to kill the sword.

Although he did not know where his power came from, he did not fear a battle. His killing was not only for his own Tao, but not only for a love, but for his fate.

Liu Ruyan, she died.

Why isn't Tiangong beautiful?

Why is God unjust!

During the killing, he was asking himself, and he was also asking Cangtian.

During the killing, he gradually realized that it was not the heavens who did not make beauty, it was not God's injustice, because they were ants and were at the mercy of fate.

He will go against the sky, break the fetters of fate, transform in the killing, become king in the killing, declare war on heaven in the name of the king, and control the fate with the glory of the king.

Even if this inverse path made him carry the infamous reputation, he would also step on dry bones, the sea of ​​blood, and conquer the sky.

boom!

His unwillingness provoked nine days of anger, the thunder was roaring, and the coercion of heaven and earth shuddered.

God ... Heaven?

Everyone was suddenly discolored, which was a sign before the coming of the calamity.

Everyone, my heart beats.

How fierce Tianjie is, no one on the scene knows it. Once Tianjie falls, everyone in this world, whether it is the descendants of the emperor, the army of the kings of the generations, the bloodthirsty hall, and the millions of monks and quarrels in the northern Chu forces The spectators of the heavens, the Taixu Gulong, they will all respond at the same time.

I rely!

Too many people can't help but swear.

Here, everyone counts, there are nearly 20 million monks, crossing the calamity together, how spectacular.

Who is it?

Someone is scolding, some are running away.

Soon, everyone's eyes gathered on a **** young man, who was the **** of the world.

Is the ancient Eucharist going to rob?

Suddenly, everyone felt a little stunned, that person was chopped by thunder all the way, and the number of people dragged by him to cross the robbery was countless. The number of people who died under his thunder was also inestimable.

Now, is he going to pull nearly 20 million monks with him?

Retreat! Retreat!

The leaders of all parties are roaring, seemingly thinking of terrible things, and seemingly to understand why Ye Chen dare to fight millions of monks so boldly. This is a long-cherished plan. This is to kill millions of monks in one breath!

At the moment, everyone is backing. They don't know where to go, but as long as they can leave Ye Chen enough.

"He ... is he crazy?" Niu Shisan said in a trembling voice, subconsciously backing away.

"This is not a disaster, it's scary to you." Taixu Gulong glanced at the irritated Niu Shisan.

"No ... isn't it God?"

"Someone angered God's will, but it wasn't heaven's disaster." Taixu Gulong's words were full of meaning.

"No ... it will be Ye Chen!" The old man in Zhuge swallowed a secret secret.

"Anyone else besides him." Taixu Gulong whispered, "At this moment, I really understand what his killing is. He kills people, but he opposes the sky, forcing himself to a dead end!"

"Ye Chen, please don't do this!" Chu Linger Jiao's body was shaking, and tears were flashing in her eyes.

"Is this your way?" Chu Linger's face was pale, and the jade hand holding the sword was shaking.

"I'll just say it once, and don't want him to die, so I will stay here honestly." Taixu Gulong took a deep breath, his voice was snoring, his voice was slamming, and he was carrying the majesty.

puff!

As soon as his words fell, Ye Chen's body cracked, and black blood was spraying.

At this scene, looking at those who have escaped far away is a bit stunned, because everything comes too weird.

Tianjie is only targeting him?

However, under the attention of everyone, Ye Chen was silent and scary. The cracked body was instantly restored, and the thin blood sprayed back, and then returned to the body.

puff!

Soon, his body cracked again, and the blood was thin again.

Of course, he still didn't have any words, he stood like a monument in the blood, but he stood still.

The next scene was very dazzling. His body seemed to be attacked by an invisible force, constantly cracking, but healing so much that he could not bear his overbearing resilience. The whole Everyone was bathed in black blood.

The will of heaven and earth is attacking him, and the invisible thunder keeps falling. That is not a calamity, but a calamity of him alone.

puff!

Infinitely close to the undead, his back cracked, revealing the dark spine.

puff!

The blood was thin, and his chest cracked, revealing his beating heart.

puff!

The black blood was reappearing, his head was cracked, and half of it turned into blood mist, and the shape was terrifying.

puff! puff!

Two successive invisible thunders broke his knee bone.

boom!

Xu Tian shuddered, and he knelt on the ground with a bang, like a sinner of all ages, suffering from condemnation.

Of course, with everyone's attention, his legs trembled, and he stood up stiffly. He looked up at the sky for the first time without revealing the slightest emotion on his face.

You are afraid of me!

After all, he spoke, looking up at the sky, his voice calm and husky.

boom!

His word made Jiuxiao nothing, and the thunder roared again, shaking forever.

Seeing this, everyone's mind shuddered. The **** figure fell in their eyes, and was so shocking that it was engraved in the bones.

kill!

Kill me!

Exiting to Qian Baizhang's bloodthirsty Yan Luo suddenly drank, as if he could see something, and when Ye Chen was weak, he would wipe it out.

Suddenly, the millions of monks who had just receded, like four tablets, rolled towards Ye Chen.

Ye Chen retracted his eyes from the sky, and looked silently at one side.

With one glance, the millions of monks rushed from that side suddenly stopped his body, and no one dared to come forward again.

Vaguely, their sword-shaking hand was shaking, and in their eyes, it wasn't a single person, but a demon, and if one step forward, it was death.

This is the power of the king!

The Quartet spectators are all boasting.

Kill me!

The bloodthirsty Yan Luo suddenly became furious, with a thunderous sound.

The sound fell, and the Quartet monks who had stood for more than three seconds set off another shouting shout.

Ye Chen moved, dragging the broken blood body, stepping out, shrinking into an inch, and instantly killed in front of a quasi-sky realm, unscrew his head, and then suddenly looked back, a sword cut off a piece.

The resumption of the war is terrible.

Ye Chensha's madness, but his body was constantly cracking, healing, cracking, healing from the beginning to the end. It was not known by the monk's attack, but was injured by the invisible thunder descended by God's will.

puff! puff! puff!

Blood flowers are blooming constantly, blood mist is surging, covering the sky.

On the earth, it was a mountain piled with bones, and it was a river of blood, and the heavens and the earth became blood.

Who would have thought that this battle was fought for three days and three nights, and millions of monks were killed by one person.

It's still night, it's extremely dark.

On the vast earth, carrying Ye Chen, the sword-slaying figure, Xiao Shou in the back, his body is so blood-stained that he walks like a doomsday war god, stepping on the blood-bone, and is about to reach the end of his life.

The breeze blew, blowing him staggeringly.

After all, he planted it all.

Ye Chen!

Xia Guang came, a pair of jade hands dragged him, and held him in his arms, tears soaked his shirt.

Chu Xuan, I'm so tired!

Ye Chen's eyes were blurred, his voice was hoarse and tired.