Chapter 1749 Almost
Chapter 1749 almost
When the war resumed, it was still Ye Chen, who rushed in front, heading straight for a demon king, only attacking but not defending, like a lunatic.
He is like a god of war, invincible, and behind him is a bloody road.
Fragments of demons were bombed and killed, and no one could stand in his way.
The army of the underworld is also very fierce, either in groups of thirty or fifty, and they are absolutely suppressed by combat power.
The Asura Sea, which had not been quiet for a long time, made waves again.
Compared with the turbulent waves of the army of the underworld, the army of demons is like a small wave, a big wave comes, don't be too cool.
The demon army was defeated all the way, and it was swallowed up in pieces.
It's not that they don't have the strength to fight, but they don't have the heart to fight.
And they don't have a single emperor, this is the gap.
Compared with the demons, the army of the underworld is much more ferocious.
Chasing and killing all the way, Yama of the Tenth Temple personally took charge of the Emperor Dao killing formation, and every time it was swept out, countless demon soldiers were buried.
In the war, in less than a quarter of an hour, the army of demons was destroyed again.
On this day, the underworld was very unsettled, and there seemed to be a pattern. Every once in a while, there were always earth-shattering screams.
The army of demons came in waves, and they did it in waves.
Moreover, with a tacit understanding, the Underworld Emperor and the Emperor Huang will always seal the Optimus Pillar at the best time, preventing the Heavenly Demon from retreating.
The rest will be handed over to the army of the underworld, and they will do it to the death.
The demon is stunned, if one is not careful, his head is gone.
What's going on here, we... is this done?
Unprepared, the demons went up to the demon king and down to the demon soldiers, and they couldn't rub their hands together. After coming out, they didn't even catch their breath?
Whenever he came out, he would not have time to pretend to be forced, and he would be slapped in the face with a hammer. That miserable picture was lawless.
Counting it down, nine waves of the demon army were killed.
It's very real, it can be said that it is one after another, and the army of the underworld is embarrassed by this gift.
Facts have proved that the more people there are, the more powerful they are.
There are two great emperors sitting in the town, and the confidence is not ordinary.
Ye Chen stood quietly, holding a blood-stained killing sword, and looking at the Asura Sea where the bones were piled up, his mood couldn't help but waver.
Thinking back to the past in Da Chu, how tragic the fight was.
Still in the underworld, with strong soldiers and strong horses, they are stuck under the Optimus Pillar.
"Cool." The cheerful laughter continued, and the most lively was on Ye Chen's side, because there were nine living treasures by his side.
Needless to say, they are the nine underworld generals under the Qin Guang throne.
In the entire Asura Sea battlefield, he was the nine most noisy.
These nine people were also pulled to the battlefield, and they all had imperial soldiers in their bodies.
With the emperor's soldiers, he can be the emperor with hard steel. Although he is not as fierce as Ye Chen, he has also killed countless enemies.
The more they laughed, the more excited they became, they all tore off their blood-stained armor, bare arms, revealing their bronze-colored flesh.
A whole row, shirtless, a beautiful scenery.
Qin Mengyao glanced at the nine people, then took out the wine gourd, holding the blood-stained killing sword in one hand and the wine jug in the other.
Xu is killing too many people, this girl is also dripping with sweat, her clothes are close to her delicate body, and her exquisite figure is perfectly displayed.
"This figure is really good," Jiu Ren touched his chin, his big round eyes staring at Qin Mengyao.
"If you get on the bed, brother promises that you won't stop for half a month." Lei Ming Jiang pursed his hair and said meaningfully.
"I'm not blowing it with you, brother... I can cry to her."
"Don't be so rude, I still like to be dazed and reorganized."
"I figured it out, this girl's name should be very nice."
"Go away." Qin Mengyao cursed and smashed a bottle of wine.
"It's mine." Lei Mingjiang grinned and took it with a wave.
When it was over, this guy was holding the jug and sniffing fiercely. There was still Qin Mengyao's fragrance on the jug.
The other eight generals also got together and formed a circle.
Qin Mengyao was furious, her face flushed, her chest heaving violently, and two sparks ignited with her beautiful eyes.
"Wow, it's really fragrant." Nine sluts, shameless.
Just holding Qin Mengyao's jug, smelling it is a pleasure, smelling it is a pleasure, the thief is wretched.
"Is it itchy?" Ming Jiang glanced at Bai Zhi beside him.
"Itching." Bai Zhi wiped the blood from the corners of her mouth and walked over, rolling up her sleeves like a tigress.
"What are you doing! What are you doing!" the nine people shouted.
Ming Jue and Bai Zhi didn't say a word, but took action.
One underworld emperor disciple, one emperor disciple, all of them fierce, nine big sluts, were beaten to the ground with one palm.
The scene after that is very eye-catching, and the screams are endless.
Everyone turned their heads, all showing a sincere look.
The fruit of the underworld is full of talents, and the seniors are very pleased.
King Qin Guang rubbed his brows. With these nine darling generals, he was so happy and gave him a face.
Fortunately, this is still fighting, otherwise, he will definitely take these nine sluts out and beat them up, not killing them.
"They, put you in the world, are all precious talents!" Zhao Yun turned his head and smiled at Ye Chen beside him.
"Almost." Ye Chen raised his head and took a sip of wine.
This is the true truth. If you talk about talents, there are many people in Great Chu. Take Xiong Er and Xie Yun, and you can dump them.
A small episode passed, and the nine great underworld generals were all withered.
There was still a whole row, sitting on the ground with his big head buried, his forehead was blue and his face was swollen with panda eyes, and his nosebleeds couldn't be wiped off.
This time, it's really honest, like a docile little sheep.
It is true that there are imperial soldiers, but it is far from Ming Jue and Bai Zhi.
Asura Sea, it is rare to fall into peace, only the yin wind is raging.
While waiting, the Heavenly Demon Pillar trembled again, and the army of the underworld instantly regained its spirit, and the nine underworld generals who were sitting on the ground also stood up.
When it's time to make trouble, and when it's time to be serious, you have to be serious.
In the distance, the magic pillars and the magic fog are rolling, and the demons are gushing out like a sea.
This time, the number was the largest, with a total of 40 to 50 million, all wearing armor, holding battle arms, and their faces were ferocious and terrifying.
Nine Demon Lords, standing in the sky, each with arrogant arrogance.
Behind him, an army of 40,000,000 to 50,000,000 celestial demons was in an orderly manner, arranged in many square formations, standing in the heaven and earth for 100,000 miles.
"This breath is not the heavens." A demon king overlooking the four directions, so dark, a bit like their demon domain.
"It should be the underworld." Another Demon Lord groaned.
"No matter where it is, fresh blood is wonderful." A blood-haired demon lord licked his scarlet tongue, and his eyes flashed a gloomy light.
"Where is my army of demons?" A demon general asked in confusion.
This sentence, the demon kings suddenly reacted.
Just looking at it, I forgot about it. The nine waves of troops before and after, there are as many as tens of millions, where the fuck went.
For a while, a strange breath spread out.
It's really weird, this sea is terrifyingly quiet, with a strong bloody aura, with the breath of a demon, all of which are the undead of a demon.
"How is that possible." The blood-haired devil's face was extremely ugly.
"Nothing is impossible." He laughed again, and the old quasi emperor of the underworld walked out of the mist with a blood-stained sword.
With his appearance, the army of the underworld also manifested.
In all directions, there are underworld soldiers and battle flags. Although the army of demons is large, there are more of them, and they are directly surrounded by people.
"This..." The demons retreated collectively, their eyes prominent.
In nothingness, Emperor Underworld and Emperor Huang have enlarged one after another.
The two emperors and immortals have sealed the Optimus Pillar. The so-called back path of the demons has been eliminated, and there is no need to leave when you come.
"There is actually a great emperor, two." The eyes of the gods and demons were full of fear, and the cultivation of the quasi-emperor peak could not help but tremble.
"Kill." The army of the underworld started, and surrounded it from all directions.
It was another battle, and the demons, who were still in terror, were submerged in pieces, and they were all in shock, completely dissipated.
Ye Chen held the Yinming Sword in his hand, hacking and attacking all the way.
The blood-haired devil was his target, killing him all the way, going to the sky, and slashing into the sky with a sword.
"The suffocation of the emperor." The blood-haired devil hurriedly escaped.
He is also like the previous purple-haired devil, his eyes are full of disbelief, the suffocation of the emperor cannot be replicated, and he really slaughtered the emperor.
For a moment in a trance, Ye Chen's attack had arrived, and a sword cut out an immortal river, dazzling and powerful.
The blood-haired Demon Lord was injured and was slashed by a sword and flew out.
His Demon Sovereign, the powerhouse at the pinnacle of Emperor Zhundi, had the power to fight, but he was afraid of fighting from the beginning, and that was why he fell behind.
"Blood is paid for by blood." Ye Chen was like a ghost, killing him as close as possible, with a single sword, he took off an arm of the Blood-haired Demon Lord.
"Kill." The blood-haired demon king was angry, and his eyebrows shot thunder.
It was an attack on Yuanshen, and he wanted to cut Ye Chen's real body.
Ye Chen snorted coldly, the nine gods were united, crushed the thunder, penetrated the nothingness all the way, and shot into the sea of blood-haired devil.
The screams started, the blood-haired demon king stepped back, the primordial spirit was severely injured, the sea of shen was booming, and his head was about to burst.
He underestimated Ye Chen, a saint who was only armed with an imperial weapon, so he had such combat power, his primordial spirit attacked, and he was unparalleled.
In a trance, he regained his clarity and wanted to get up and fight again.
However, he had no chance, because Ye Chen had already arrived.
This time, it was not the killing sword, but the Golden Fist, which opened the Eight Desolate Fist after the Tyrant Body, which merged with supernatural powers and the Tao of Chaos.
With just one punch, the head of the Blood-haired Demon Lord was blasted.
The blood-haired demon king Yuanshen fled, his eyes were full of fear, and he fled away in desperation. After only two rounds, he was defeated.
He wanted to leave, but Ye Chen didn't give him a chance, so he was unmatched.
"No...no no...." The blood-haired devil's eyes were prominent, his pupils were constricted, he was not dead yet, his whole body was extremely cold.
How could Ye Chen have any pity? He pierced Changhong with a sword, pierced the blood-haired demon king Yuanshen, and destroyed his Yuanshen real body.
The Blood-haired Demon Lord knelt down, and in the screams, the primordial spirit collapsed.
After destroying this demon king, Ye Chen stared at another demon king, who was dragging his bloody body and fleeing desperately.
"Where to go." Ye Chen snorted coldly, chasing after stepping on the sky.
Of course, chasing after him, he couldn't help but stop abruptly.
His eyes flashed with shock, and he turned his head to look at one side. In the darkness of the demons, he was fixed on one person.
He was staring at a quasi-emperor-level demon general.
That day, the demon general was dressed in icy armor, his purple hair fluttered, his eyes were bloodthirsty, he was abnormally tyrannical and ferocious.
Ye Chen's body trembled. Although he was far away, he could clearly see the honor of the demon general, which was the same as in his memory.
That face, he remembered, was the heroic soul of Da Chu's reincarnation.