Ye Chen fought more and more fiercely, regardless of his injuries. There was only one belief that supported him, and that was to kill the two spirit guards!
Although these two spiritual guardians were strong, they seemed to be stretched thin when faced with Ye Chen in his current state. They were retreating steadily and could not stop Ye Chen's footsteps. Their faces also became ferocious due to fear.
"Kill!" Ye Chen roared, shaking the sky, like a dragon flying into the sky, piercing the sky with a spear, carrying the power of thunder, sweeping away the eight wastelands!
Poof!
Blood spurted out, and the spirit guardian's shoulder was cut open, and the bones were clearly visible!
Immediately, Ye Chen chopped off the man's head with a sword, then picked up the body and smashed it on the ground, making a human-shaped hole in the ground.
"Damn it." The only remaining Eldar guard roared angrily. As a strong Eldar warrior, he was actually killed and defeated!
He gritted his teeth, suddenly took out the saber from his waist, and slashed out with a slash, rolling up the cold evil spirit, carrying the power of destruction, and slashed towards Ye Chen.
Ye Chen snorted coldly and swept across with a short spear.
Immediately, swords and guns collided, creating brilliant sparks. The Eldar guard fell back seven or eight feet before he could stabilize his body, and Ye Chen also staggered back a step.
"Ant, you dare to hurt me!" The spiritual guard was furious, his eyes were scarlet, and murderous intent emerged. He was at the peak of the Divine Tribulation Realm, how could he be underestimated?
Ye Chen said nothing, holding a short spear, crushing the sky, and stabbed with a spear, sharp and strange.
"Seeking death." The spirit protector shouted angrily and raised his knife to block, but Ye Chen's sudden spear pierced his left shoulder, and the entire arm was removed!
boom!
With a muffled sound, he was knocked out by Ye Chen. Before he could get up, Ye Chen arrived and pierced his forehead with another spear, ending his life.
At this point, the three spirit guards were killed one after another, all killed by Ye Chen's spear.
Ye Chen stood up in the sky, covered in blood and gorges. The blood flowed and dyed his clothes red. His face was also covered with bloodstains and there were many blood holes, which was very scary.
However, he did not stop and stepped into Xutian.
The guardian of the Spirit Clan was killed. He was going to look for the elders of the Spirit Clan. As long as he delayed for a while, the Spirit Clan elders in the ancient city would notice. By then, the land would be in chaos, and he was hiding in In the dark, waiting for an opportunity to make a sneak attack, the elders of the Killing Spirit Clan were caught off guard.
His thoughts were beautiful and his actions were perfect. Whenever he encountered a powerful spirit race, he would kill them with the cleanest and most efficient means, never giving the other party any time to react.
However, he still ignored one thing, that is, the foundation of the Spirit Clan is far from being as weak as the outside rumors. There are six guardians and Elders of the Spirit Clan, all of whom are genuine Holy Kings. This point , I learned about it when I was in Nanchu.
"Ye Chen, I will kill your nine tribes." The roar suddenly resounded through the sky and spread in all directions.
Looking from a distance, the speaker was an old man in black robes. He was wearing a cloak, which covered his face. His true appearance could not be seen clearly, but he could recognize his clothing. He was the protector of the Spirit Clan.
"You are an elder of the Spirit Tribe." Ye Chen said lightly, knowing the other person's identity at a glance. He had seen the Elder of the Spirit Tribe with his own eyes, and he wore the same black robe.
"Who are you, who dares to kill the Spirit Tribe people?" the old man in black robe said grimly.
"Guess." Ye Chen said with a leisurely smile, "My secret technique is not bad!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he stabbed the black-robed old man away with his spear, turned his hand and slapped it down, sealing off his meridians and soul, and then punched him between his eyebrows, killing him on the spot.
"Elder." There were exclamations from all directions, and the spirit clan guards gathered one after another. They were filled with indignation, and every face was filled with gloom. It was a shame and a great humiliation to let a Xuan-level untouchable kill their elder alive. , this is a great shame and humiliation.
"You guys, are you worthy of talking about my clan?" Ye Chen sneered, stepped across Xutian, and waved his hand to the golden iron rod.
pound! Bang! Sonorous!
With bursts of rumblings, the spirit clan guards were blown up one after another, and even the Yuan Shen body suffered heavy damage. One by one, the whole army was wiped out.
At this point, this night is destined to be bloody.
Ye Chen kills
To the point of numbness, an iron rod, like an eternal fairy light, wiped out one wave after another, and the blood mist of the spirit clan guards also turned into blood rain, floating in the sky, and every drop was crystal clear. .
puff! puff! puff!
He is like a god of killing, killing all enemies and friends alike. The scenes are shocking, with hot blood filling the sky. A solemn and oppressive feeling hangs over the ancient city, dull and cold, with an invisible power. Pressure makes it difficult to breathe.
"Who is being arrogant?" A low roar suddenly started, accompanied by a buzzing sound.
Following the sound, I realized that the powerful men from the Spiritual Clan had arrived. There were more than a hundred people, all wearing armor and holding swords. Their energy and blood were rising. They were all powerful men in the Divine Tribulation Realm. Their cultivation levels were even lower than that of gods. The second level of calamity.
"God's Tribulation Realm?" Ye Chen frowned. This realm is already at its peak in the Southern Region. Even if he can kill the God's Tribulation Realm, he can't withstand the opponent's large number of people. Maybe he will be buried here.
kill!
There were loud shouts, and dozens of spiritual monks rushed forward in an instant. Each of them made seals, and all used the secret arts of the spiritual race, either with swords or swords. They swept over the sky and covered the earth, and there was a light of annihilation. The halo spread, crushing the emptiness, and visions of destruction also appeared, killing them all together, with great power.
Ye Chen sneered, held the stick with one hand, and hit him head on.
boom! Boom!
There was a sudden sound of metal clashing, and the golden iron rod was so powerful and powerful that it was unparalleled. Every move was devastating. Every time it was hard, it caused the world to tremble, and blood rain poured from the sky. The spiritual monks who charged one by one were all killed. It flew out, its flesh and blood bursting into pieces.
puff!
There was a sound of blood spurting, and a spiritual monk fell. He was an old man with white hair, his whole body was surrounded by spiritual light, and a blood sword hung above his head. He resisted Ye Chen's spear, but was also seriously injured. He was struck by Ye Chen's spear. Almost penetrated the soul.
Ye Chen remained silent and swung the iron rod to attack.
puff! puff! puff!
One stick after another, quite fierce, beating the white-haired old man, bleeding frequently. The already incomplete body became more and more sluggish as he fought. Then he was overturned by Ye Chen with a stick, and half of his chest was blown open. .
ah.....!
Screams came one after another, and the white-haired old man wailed miserably. He fell all the way. Every time he passed by a human figure, he would use cruel methods to kill him. In one encounter, he killed dozens of people, and even the spirit clan's protective formation was penetrated. A huge hole formed.
"Elder, save me." The remaining spiritual monks fled one after another. They were all quasi-emperors of the Divine Tribulation Realm. But in front of Ye Chen, they were not enough to look at. They fled all the way, bleeding all the way, and the bodies in the blood piled up in mountains.
"Shuzi, you're going too far." A roar suddenly arose, and an old man in purple robe came to kill him. He held a silver copper hammer in his hand and struck down from the sky, intending to kill Ye Chen with one blow.
However, although this guy was strong, Ye Chen was even more stunned. He swept up with a stick and hit the old man in purple robes to stumble back. Even with his quasi-emperor cultivation, he couldn't help but stomp back.
puff! puff! puff!
Ye Chen didn't talk nonsense and swept all the way again. Wherever he passed, patches of monks turned into ashes. Blood stained the dark earth, dyed the yellow sand, dyed the dark sky red, and even dyed it red. This land.
