Martial God Space

Ye Xiwen quickly found the location of the transmission array in the city.

"Huihui, a thousand pieces of Lingjing!" The person who guarded the transmission line in the city said to Ye Xiwen very politely, the reason is very simple. They have seen the battle just now. For their remote city, Ye Xiwen can already count The top is the master of the number, where is the victory of his great saint.

In the ancient continent, the great saint can only be regarded as an ordinary person!

Ye Xiwen did not hesitate, a thousand pieces of Lingjing, for him now, it can only be regarded as a slap in the face, nothing at all.

After paying a thousand pieces of Lingjing, the transmission array was quickly opened, and a light door was formed in a burst of light. Ye Xiwen immediately went straight in.

Suddenly, Ye Xiwen only felt that the space was distorted. It seems that there is a chapter 830. I want to kill people. [Six more, two hundred and forty tickets plus more] The horrible power is pulling and twisting myself. I know that this is the power of the legendary space. Immediately, the Tianyuan mirror directly illuminates him and protects him. Now Ye Mo has fallen into a deep sleep. He has just swallowed up all the blood of a master of the ultra-departure triple sky. He also needs some time to digest. .

In the transmission soil, there is no day, no night, and I don’t know how long it has been. Ye Xiwen only feels bright in front of her eyes. There is a burst of noise from the market, and there is a crowd in front of her eyes.

Ye Xiwen knows that it is on the ancient continent. This is another city connected to the ancient land and the city of Guancheng.

This Lingmen City is undoubtedly smaller than the city gate, with a population of only four or five million, but even so, it is very good. If it is on earth, it is a big city.

But on this ancient continent, it does not appear to be outstanding.

There is a sound of selling in the ear. Everyone is swaying and looking at it. Almost all of them are warriors. Except for those children who are underage, the last ones are legends. The higher ones are the holy places and even the great saints. .

When the legendary warrior walked on the road, he was very careful, and his eyebrows were pleasing to the eye. Obviously, in the eighth hundred and thirty chapters, I want to kill [six, two hundred and forty tickets plus more] when there is no status.

The ancient land of the ancient continent is simply unimaginable. Ye Xiwen is such an outsider. If you want to find Lushan, it is so easy. Now that the wolf is not there, Ye Mo is also in a deep sleep. He wants to ask no place to ask others. Go to the city and find it according to the clues.

Ye Xiwen shuttled through the crowd. When he passed by an inn, there was a faint cry for help from the ear.

"Save me, save me!"

Ye Xiwen was in the mind when he was clear, Shen Yanmei!

This is the voice of Shen Yanmei. He will not be mistaken. Although he is in a noisy crowd, he is sure that he will not be mistaken. This is the voice of the gods, which can be transmitted from the inn.

Otherwise, the general inn will set up a soundproof array to prevent the sound from disturbing the outside, and the outside sound will not interfere with the guests inside.

Ye Xiwen immediately did not hesitate, and an arrow rushed into the inn, but he saw that there was no one in the entire inn. It was apparent that he was cleared. Only a group of disciples of the Musou Palace were silent, some biting their teeth and snoring. .

"Is you? Ye Xiwen!" Yan Wendong first saw Ye Xiwen coming in at the door. He suddenly felt amazement. He did not expect to see Ye Xiwen at this time. In his opinion, Ye Xiwen was unable to walk out of the city gate to welcome the new city. Goodbye here, he can feel that Ye Xiwen's breath is stronger than before.

"Shen Yanmei?" asked Ye Xiwen.

The disciples of Wu Wendong and other Wushuang Palace suddenly became awkward and became unnatural.

"Say, what happened to her now!" Ye Xiwen said anxiously.

"Ye Xiwen, this is not something you can manage, let's go!" Yan Wendong said with a big drink.

"I have to see, what can't be managed by me." Ye Xiwen immediately snorted, and Shen thoughts scattered everywhere. The array of isolation thoughts set in this inn was also shocked.

In the meantime, I saw a scene that made him see a crack. In a room, Shen Yanmei had been stripped of the light and was tied back to the bed. On her body, a young man also stripped off her clothes and started on her. Ups and downs, and with each ups and downs of his, the essence of Shen Yanmei was absorbed a part. At this time, it was already pale and the air intake was less.

Ye Xiwen suddenly became angry with his anger, and the smiley face like a huā was still in his mind. The hearty laughter, reminder at the crucial moment, saw this scene almost mad.

Such a simple girl, actually someone doing something as bad as a beast.

"Okay, okay, okay, is this something I can't manage? Who is the person above? Is it your lesser? Shen Yanmei is your sister, she came from the realm, what kind of dreams are there? Joining your Musou Palace, you are treating her like this!" Ye Xiwen sneered, and the killing of his body could not be concealed, and many disciples were shrouded in on the spot.

These are mostly super-departures, and even the half-step detached disciples have received the momentum that Ye Xiwen is fully urging. Now he only feels that a horrible momentum is like a downfall of Mount Taishan. It is simply a momentum. Let them live and die.

Ye Xiwen’s star behemoths were separated. When they were in a super-departure, they could swept them without any suspense, let alone now, and further, reaching the double-departure days, they are not what they can afford. It is.

"Ye Xiwen, what are you doing?" At this time outside the inn, the elders of the Wusong Palace just came in and yelled.

With a wave of his hand, he waved the momentum of Ye Xiwen's four.

"Also ask me what I am doing? Then Shen Yanmei has entered under the door of your unparalleled palace. Are you treating her like this? Let her be ruined. If you are in the same place, if you are so filthy, I am fortunate, I have not forged. You have a matchless palace!" Ye Xiwen said with a sneer in his teeth.

"What do you know, what do you know!" The elders of the Musou Palace screamed, and also deliberately lowered their voices, seemingly afraid of anything. "Do you think we want this? But we have no way!"

When the elders of the Indigenous Palace said, the tone was abnormal.

"Do you know who the man is? That is the youngest son of the patriarch of the Beishan family. Can you make it irritating? Right, I forgot, your boy just came from your little world, you just don't understand!" The unparalleled palace elders hate iron and not steel. "Where do you think the ancient continent is a place, or is it the small world you live in, the world of human beings? In the ancient continent, human beings are just one of many ethnic groups, not even the most powerful ones, let alone In the unification of the world, the city of Lingmen, including the forces of our Musou Palace, is in the southwest of the human domain. Here, it is the junction of the Terran and the Baizu Alliance. The wild land in the eyes of the tribes, survive here, we can only Try to choose not to be the overlord here, that is, the Baizu Alliance. This Beishan family is one of the top ten kings in the Baizu League. Its patriarch is a powerful figure who can influence the upper-level strategy of the Baizu League. The destruction of our invincible palace is just a matter of turning hands!"

"That Beishanling is simply a **** who has no evil, and takes advantage of his father's power. He is a guilty one. How many people are broken because of him? But what can we do? If we want to survive, we can only endure. This is also Yanmei. If the life is not good, it will be seen by Beishan Ling, and we are helpless!” The elders of Wushuang Palace revealed a **** fact to Ye Xiwen.

On the ancient continent, human beings are not top-ranking ethnic groups, let alone overlords, and human beings dominate the real world.

At the junction of these two forces, many human powers need to rely on their knees to survive in the cracks.

This is a very real problem, a problem that no one can ignore!

"We also have the pains of having a last resort!" said the elders of the Wusong Palace sighed.

"Is it finished?" Ye Xiwen suddenly smiled, smiling a little indifferent, and some despised "only because of this, you have to give up her, let her be bullied?"

"Otherwise, if we have a way, I also want to hand out this beast!" Yan Wendong suddenly burst into the air and Ye Xiwen snorted, his expression twisted, pain "but what is the way!"

"Oh!" Ye Xiwen smiled. "Your blood is cold, I have not, your bones are broken, I have not, your knees are bent, I am still straight, survival is never dependent on people, but on I will fight for my own double fists. If the sky blocks me, then I will go against the sky. If the ground blocks me, I will break the ground. If the sea is blocking me, I will turn it over!"

Ye Xiwen has never been a person who will yield. No one's survival depends on the charity of others. Under the original starry sky, how many battles have been experienced by human ancestors, how many times of life and death struggles, and Tiandou, and the demon fight, Fighting with the bereaved family, little by little, how much blood has been swayed, how many martyrdom heroes have died, and the position of the overlord has been obtained. It can be said that all blood and bones are paved, not who is pitiful, who is giving alms, Don't worry about this kind of life.

"Ye Xiwen, what do you want to do, don't mess around, you will be hurting us all!" said the head of the Wusong Palace.

"What is so noisy?" A cold drink came from the second floor, followed by a rush of footsteps. Two tall figures appeared in front of Ye Xiwen, but they were two strong towers. It is no different from the average human being, except that the two squares of the two baboons declare that they are different, but the guards of the Beishan family.

"Who are you?" The two men saw Ye Xiwen face, and they opened the river channel.

Ye Xiwen smiled coldly, grabbed it from the air, and a long knife was pulled out of his life by the emptiness of the sword.

"Hey!"

The feathered butcher knife trembled wildly on his hand, and the huge movements, even the leafy ink in the sleep, were alarmed.

"Ye Xiwen, what are you doing, this feather butcher knife has not been tamed, how can you use it now!"

"I, want, kill, people!" (To be continued!!!