The Opening Sign To the Seven Fairy Sisters

Ye Chen swayed and stumbled, unable to stand even one step, and sat down on the ground.

This catastrophe happened unexpectedly and caught him off guard.

He should be grateful that he had been prepared for the contingency and took the first step to seize the temple token to avoid bad luck. If he had been a little slower, he would have been buried here. Even he would not be able to escape the divine punishment, let alone the Little Ape Emperor and Kui Niu. .

Boom boom boom

When he was quiet, the outside world was filled with tremors and rumblings.

Looking from a distance, stars exploded one by one, billows of gunpowder smoke raged, and people from the prehistoric tribe fell from the sky like dumplings. Every time they fell, they would smash mountains and mountains, and some were even destroyed. They were blown up, and some were crushed into ashes. Every ancient race was destroyed by the explosion. Many divine generals suffered miserably. They were attacked by divine punishment and were beaten to the point of physical and mental destruction.

This kind of picture is quite visually impactful, showing a prehistoric quasi-emperor going to the extreme slaughter.

"Damn it." Ye Chen gritted his teeth, climbed up, and ran all the way dragging his exhausted body.

His figure reflects the glory of the doomsday, and his back is desolate and weathered. Even though he has heaven-defying combat power and heaven-defying secret skills, he is unable to change the situation and has no choice but to flee.

He knew that the prehistoric army had broken through the barrier.

Once he is blocked, it will be a big disaster. Even if he has a record that is unparalleled, he will never be able to escape the disaster. It is a tens of billions-level army. Ye Chen will not give up until he is destroyed.

puff

As the blood spurted out, the head of a prehistoric quasi-emperor was swung by it, and thousands of prehistoric quasi-emperors were wiped out at once. The same was true for other prehistoric races, including their elders, but none of them were his generals.

His fighting prowess is truly astonishing. Even with the blessings of many foundations, the blessings of divine punishment, and the quasi-emperor of the Great Desolate World, he still pushed forward all the way, killing the entire Great Desolate Army and no one could stop him. The older generation, a godly general, was killed one by one by them.

He was so fierce that even the people of the Prehistoric Clan couldn't help but look up.

Along the way, I can no longer remember how many people from the Honghuang tribe lost their lives. It can be said that the bones piled up like mountains.

"Damn it."

The loud shouts of the Great Desolate were getting louder and louder, and they were so angry that their hearts were broken. One of the Prehistoric Quasi-Emperors howled and roared, and one of the Prehistoric Quasi-Emperors came together to stop Ye Chen, but Ye Chen was too fast. Their speed was even faster than that of Ye Chen. But Ye Chen’s pace.

"I don't believe in evil." Ye Chen screamed, and killed a quasi-emperor with one sword. But before he could take a breath, he was besieged. A group of prehistoric quasi-emperors, each showing their power, jointly activated the seal formation, trapping Ye Chen in Inside.

"Suppress it for me." A quasi-emperor yelled and offered sacrifices to Immortal Wheel Amaterasu.

"Seal." Other prehistoric quasi-emperors also took action one after another, performing sacrifices together and sealing the space around Ye Chen.

Suddenly, the world began to vibrate, and Ye Chen was sealed inside. No matter how hard he struggled, he could not escape.

"Death!" The prehistoric quasi-emperor showed his white teeth. They all stepped forward and covered the sky and the earth with one palm. If he wanted to destroy Ye Chen with one palm, he only needed to destroy Ye Chen, and the other people of the prehistoric tribe would be killed. Like a tide coming in, the killing dynasty collapsed, and blood flowed into a river. Such a scene makes me excited just thinking about it. It is a great battle that will definitely be recorded in the annals of history.

It's a pity that they underestimated Ye Chen's fighting power. Even though he was in a desperate situation, even though he was severely injured, and even though his fighting spirit was annihilated, his fighting power was terrifying enough. He resisted many of them and knocked them over without leaving a single one behind. ??

"kill."

"Destroy him."

A group of prehistoric quasi-emperors roared like black waves and pounced on Ye Chen.

"Open it." Ye Chen pierced the void with a sword and tore the seal with force. Then he raised his hand and used a stick to kill the two quasi-emperors who rushed to the nearest place. Then he stepped on the ground and pointed a finger. The divine light pierced through a quasi-emperor, and then with a sword in the air, he killed the second quasi-emperor.

Puff puff

Scarlet blood splashed and dyed the starry sky red.

One quasi-emperor of the Prehistoric Tribe shed blood, one quasi-emperor fell down, and in just an instant, seven quasi-emperors died, one quasi-emperor, each one with a holy body, really like a devil, slaughtering all the way, and no one could stop his footsteps.

"how so."

"Why are you so strong?"

Many ancient races screamed, their faces turned pale, and they were terrified of being killed by Ye Chen.

"Destroy it for me." Ye Chen shouted violently, his momentum rising to its peak, holding the Chixiao Sword like a wild beast. Wherever he passed, corpses flew everywhere, and heads were thrown towards Tianxiao. The blood flowers bloomed in unparalleled splendor.

Puff puff

The sky is filled with blood and mist, and the bloody scene is tragic.

This is the world of monks, a world where the weak eat the strong. The weak are only worthy of crawling at the feet of the strong. They are as humble as ants. No matter how amazing you are, you will still be stepped on under your feet. One holy body and one holy body are set off like a statue at this moment. God, no one can shake, no one dares to disobey.

His ability to kill is unparalleled and no one dares to stand in his way.

However, this brilliance is destined to be accompanied by blood and tears. There are so many quasi-emperors in the ancient world, no shortage of great saint level, no lack of emperor level, no lack of heaven level. Even if Ye Chen's combat power is huge, he can't defeat a million troops. The prehistoric city was surrounded by water, and the quasi-emperor of the prehistoric city surrounded him, either casting forbidden spells or using magic weapons, covering the sky.

Ye Chen was bleeding frequently and was forced into a desperate situation, with more and more scars on his body.

ah

There were constant roars from the prehistoric period, and everyone was like a mad dog.

A holy body is indeed powerful, and the bloodline of a holy body is indeed overbearing, and actually slaughtered one of their quasi-emperors. This siege paid a heavy price, one quasi-emperor died one after another, and one holy body was buried one after another.

puff

Ye Chen was bleeding and a golden dagger pierced his shoulder.

Immediately, a strange power eroded, causing severe pain all over his body, and his soul was backlashed. He was in a daze for a moment, and was almost killed by the prehistoric quasi-emperor.

"Death!" The prehistoric quasi-emperor was ferocious, and once again joined forces to besiege, eager to kill Ye Chen, and this time the siege was an absolute attack.

Ye Chen gritted his teeth, turned around, faced the prehistoric attack, and fought out against the odds.

However, before he could stabilize his body, he heard Honghuang roar: "Open the dragnet."

As soon as he finished speaking, ancient spells came out from the mountains in all directions.

Immediately, a layer of cloud slowly emerged, encompassing the Yin, Yang and Five Elements of the Universe. There was even more forbidden power lingering around, trapping Ye Chen to prevent him from breaking out.

Zheng

With a sword cry, a golden spear shot from the sky and pierced Ye Chen's eyebrows.

Ye Chen frowned and instinctively ducked, but he never completely avoided it. The golden spear pierced the center of his eyebrows. It carried destructive power, combined with imprisonment and mental destruction, causing him to stagger and shake.

"Good opportunity." The prehistoric quasi-emperor rushed forward, showing off his magical powers.

"You are looking for death." Ye Chen snorted coldly, pierced the void with one finger, and lit up a flash of thunder of death, instantly piercing through one quasi-emperor, and then slashed horizontally with his sword, causing the other quasi-emperor to vomit blood.

Boom boom boom

His attack was extremely domineering. Three consecutive moves were executed in one go. He pushed back a row of prehistoric quasi-emperors. Although he was not killed, he repulsed many prehistoric quasi-emperors, buying him precious time to escape. Encircled.

His strength aroused the anger of the people. People from the ancient times came to attack him en masse, drowning his figure and trying to devour him. If this was an ordinary quasi-emperor, he would have been reduced to rubbish in seconds. But who is he? The Ancient Holy Body, a peerless figure in the world. How could a ruthless person be afraid of him? He killed Honghuang to the point where he was completely defeated. Even the quasi-emperor of Honghuang didn't dare to get close.

puff

Blood splattered, Ye Chen was injured again, and his back was almost severed.

However, he was not afraid at all. He held the Red Sky Sword in his hand, bathed in the blood of the ancient people, and fought until he went crazy. He chased and killed all the way, never stopping, and it was not to escape, because he knew that in this battle, he He cannot win. Although his fighting power is strong, he cannot withstand the huge numbers. Once the prehistoric quasi-emperors join forces, they can break his holy body. Once the holy body is restored, he will be in danger again.

Puff puff

Although his blood inheritance limit is overbearing, it cannot withstand the constant siege. He is attacked again and again. Every time he is attacked and killed, he will bleed halfway. Even his immortal body cannot bear it.

puff

Another stab, and he added new wounds, and his chest exploded.

Boom boom boom

On the chaotic battlefield, rumbling sounds occurred one after another, and blood rain poured down like a waterfall, and every drop was stained with the blood of the ancient times.

Looking from a distance, he looked like an evil god. Wherever he passed, the ancient monks turned into blood mist one after another. The blood of the ancient quasi-emperor stained the sky and fell like rain.

"Execute." The prehistoric quasi-emperor shouted violently, and together they activated their secret techniques, using their imperial weapons to activate their great magical powers, they swept out beams of annihilation. Each ray was filled with murderous intent. It could be called a scene of doomsday.

pounding, clanging, banging

Ye Chen did not dodge or dodge, but he attacked the emperor's soldiers. Even if he was protected by the eternal immortal fire, he could not block the blow of the quasi-emperor's soldiers. He was kicked back by the blast, blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and the Chixiao Sword in his hand kept vibrating. A streak of cracks appeared, which seemed to be looming, as if it could not withstand the pressure of the quasi-emperor soldiers and was about to explode.

"You all deserve to die." Ye Chen roared, his eyes were scarlet, and he held the Chixiao Sword in his hand. He turned over a piece with the sword and killed him again. He ignored the scars and was not afraid of death, one sword after another. The sword chopped down one prehistoric quasi-emperor after another.

It can be seen that his condition is very bad.

His eyes became extremely dim, and the tenacity in his eyes gradually dissipated. He thought that with the help of the power of the eternal immortal flames, he could fight his way out, but the prehistoric lineup was too strong, catching him off guard.

Puff puff

The blood suddenly appeared and the blood spurted out. His achievements were still brilliant. He killed one prehistoric quasi-emperor after another. Although his fighting power was weakening, the prehistoric quasi-emperors were getting weaker and weaker. A few of them, He was even killed by Ye Chen. The majestic quasi-emperor was crushed by the holy body. His undefeated belief collapsed. He was defeated by a holy body. Even a holy emperor was overthrown by Ye Chen's palm. go out.

"Kill, kill him." The prehistoric quasi-emperor roared, each burning his essence, fighting desperately, consuming his lifespan regardless of the cost, gathering the power of all the powerful men, and condensing a giant sword that could lift the sky.

buzz buzz

As the Sky-Qing Giant Sword manifested, the prehistoric tribe's formation surged by one point, like a vast ocean, submerging the sky, covering the stars and moon, and carrying destructive pressure.

"Let me see where you are going." The prehistoric quasi-emperor sneered, stepped on his sword, and swung his sword in unison.

Buzz

The giant sword holding up the sky is pressing down on the sky, bringing with it the power of destruction, capable of crushing the heavens.

Ye Chen raised his eyes suddenly, took a step across the sky, raised one arm to the sky, and punched Miao Miao.

pound bang bang bang

Suddenly, the giant sword and Ye Chen's fist collided, and there was a sudden buzzing sound. The sky where the two of them were standing collapsed inch by inch. The power was so shocking that no one within a radius of ten thousand feet except Ye Chen could Outside, all the prehistoric people were blown away. Xu, those with low cultivation levels, were destroyed on the spot. Although the prehistoric quasi-emperor was not destroyed on the spot, his blood and bones were dripping with blood, and his holy body was torn apart.

Ye Chen fell down in one step, blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, and the bones in his hands exploded.

His injuries were too serious, and the holy body was already overwhelmed. Previously, he received a sword from Emperor Dao Fuxi, which caused deep scars. Now, he received a blow from the quasi-emperor soldiers, and his whole body was covered.

The prehistoric quasi-emperor was not much better, he also suffered a backlash, his mouth was bleeding, his face was pale and bloodless, his hair was disheveled, his eyes were full of ferocity, and his eyes were protruding, as if he was crazy.

Boom boom boom

The giant sword holding the sky is still there, hanging in the sky, overlooking Ye Chen, buzzing down, slashing down with one sword after another, trying to chop Ye Chen alive with one sword.

Ye Chen staggered back and forth, allowing the quasi-emperor soldiers to attack again and again. He stood still, looking up at the sky and staring at the giant sword. That sword was really the hope of the world. All he needed was one strike from it. , his body will be cut off.

"I am the ancient holy body, you guys." Ye Chen scolded coldly, but he only said one sentence, and there were no more syllables.

"I am the quasi-emperor of the ancient world, you and others are all ants, and you also have delusions of going against heaven."

"Today, I will send you back to the west to let Honghuang know the consequences of provoking me Honghuang."

While Ye Chen was silent, sects of quasi-emperor-level secrets were already coming at him, either imperial immortal light or imperial weapons, surging like a tide. Each secret method had the power to destroy everything, and it was like a mass fight.

ah

Ye Chen hissed, retreating while resisting.

However, the prehistoric quasi-emperors cooperated with each other tacitly, imposed restrictions, isolated all secret techniques and magical weapons, and launched indiscriminate attacks, one after another, like waves hitting the shore, each one more turbulent than the last. Every collision, Ye Chen He couldn't help but cough up blood. Every time he was knocked away, he would get up again, like a madman, using his own flesh and blood to resist the attack.

puff

Accompanied by the spray of blood, he finally couldn't hold it back any longer, and his blood and bones were blown away by an Imperial Immortal Seal.

ah

He was howling, with blood all over his body. His golden holy body was blooming with dazzling fairy light. His blood and the origin of the holy body were integrated into his body. He tried his best to resist the backlash. Wisps of black evil were raging, trying to erase them. That counterattack force, unfortunately, was of no use at all.

Puff puff

His wail resounded through the sky, like the cry of an evil ghost, rising to the sky again and again, falling again and again, bleeding to the sky more than once, standing firm again and again, and being blasted down again and again. Every time he stood up, there would always be blood spurting out. Every time he stood up, a human-shaped pit emerged.

"I thought he was dead, but he's still alive."

"How did you survive with such scars?"

"That guy is still a little pissy," the figures in the four directions clucked their tongues, shaking their heads and sighing. They thought that Ye Chen would be destroyed in an instant. Who would have thought that Ye Chen would still be breathing heavily, even if he was on the verge of death? He has not fallen down. He is worthy of being an ancient holy body and has rich combat experience.

"How can I, Honghuang, be so easy to bully?" the Honghuang army hissed, each one gnashing his teeth in a life-threatening manner.

"If you wait, you are doomed to miscalculate." A faint laugh suddenly sounded. Nai Ji Ningshuang came with the God-killing Sword in her hand and her feet on the top of the Nine Heavens. She took one step forward and shrunk to an inch. She arrived in the blink of an eye and pointed a sword straight at her. A quasi-emperor's eyebrows.

puff

The quasi-emperor was pierced on the spot, and there was a formidable sword hole between his eyebrows. The soul was immediately annihilated, and even the screams were saved, because the soul had been exterminated and the body was dead, the soul would also be extinct, and even the screams were unnecessary. Even reincarnation is impossible.

"Little beast." The other prehistoric quasi-emperors were furious and joined forces to kill him.

clank

Ji Ningshuang said nothing, she raised her sword and slashed with one sword. Every time she fell, she would kill a prehistoric quasi-emperor. Her speed was extremely fast. It was not that she was stronger, but those prehistoric quasi-emperors suffered. The backlash caused the speed to drop a lot, giving Ji Ningshuang an opportunity to take advantage of.

Puff puff

Ji Ningshuang fought three prehistoric quasi-emperors by herself. Although she was at a disadvantage, she killed the prehistoric quasi-emperors with blood.

"You are looking for death." Honghuang shouted loudly, and they besieged Ji Ningshuang together, trying to break Ji Ningshuang's sword light. However, he was killed time and time again, bloodied time and time again, he was defeated frequently, and was killed again and again.

"There are so many people, but they can't take down a female saint king, and they will lose the face of the people of the prehistoric era." The prehistoric emperor roared, and joined the battle to increase his fighting power, and also wanted to help the quasi-emperor kill Ji Ningshuang.

"Brother Shen"

"Um"

When Shen Changqing walks on the road, whenever he meets someone he knows, he will say hello or nod to each other.

But no matter who it is.

There was no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they were indifferent to everything.

To this.

Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.

Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, there are also some other side jobs.

It can be said.

Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.

The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.

Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.

Then he will be promoted step by step, and he is expected to eventually become a guardian envoy.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.

Possessing the memory of a previous life.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.

It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.

Unlike other places in the Demon Suppressing Division that were full of chills, the attic here seemed to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppressing Division.

At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.

Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.

Enter the attic.

The environment changes in vain.

The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, making him frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.

There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood on everyone in the Demon-Suppressing Division.

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