"The Immortal Killing Curse?" Ye Chen murmured, his eyes were cloudy, hazy and hazy. He could no longer distinguish between reality and illusion. He could only feel a force driving him in one direction.

He didn't resist. He was so tired that he even lost the strength to stand. He was controlled by that mysterious power. He wanted to resist, but his mind was distracted. He was like a puppet, stiff and weak, like a pool of water.

The mud drags the injured body forward slowly.

He didn't move, but Zhao Xiyao moved, following Ye Chen with graceful footsteps.

This female devil in the darkness has a pair of beautiful eyes, reflecting the bloodthirsty light, licking the tip of her scarlet tongue. She is terrifying and more evil than the devil. In her jade hands, there is an unknown black dagger, sharp.

It shone with a cold light, pointed at Ye Chen's neck, and slit his throat, and bright red blood spurted out.

puff!

Ye Chen groaned, a dagger hit his chest, and almost fell to his knees. However, in order not to fall into the darkness, in order not to have his consciousness wiped out, and in order to find the last glimmer of light, he gritted his teeth and persisted, staggering a little, and continued to move forward.

Phew! Phew! Phew!

Zhao Xiyao's dagger stabbed repeatedly, not only piercing Ye Chen's body, but also piercing his soul's true body, one blow after another, so sharp that even Ye Chen's holy body was almost poked out of holes.

puff!

Another knife penetrated his back, tearing apart his bones and body inch by inch. Even his spine almost poked a hole, and blood spattered and dyed the sky red.

Phew! Phew!

Three more knives struck Ye Chen's body, which was severely mutilated. Wisps of blood flowed out, stained with dark blood mist. In the dark night, it looked particularly desolate. The majestic ancient holy body was cut into pieces.

A woman was beaten as brutally as a dog.

His consciousness was almost annihilated, and in a daze, he could still hear the cold words: You are destined to lose, I will not let you go, I will turn you into a puppet for me to control.

"Who will die is still unknown." Ye Chen smiled hoarsely and still staggered forward. His pace was still slow, but extremely steady, with blood dripping all the way.

He is really like a walking corpse. He knows no pain, let alone fear. His only thought is to find the last light. Although he is a puppet, he has an obsession in his heart. Even if he is sleepless, he will find that thread.

I hope he is still alive and can stand up. There are still too many unfulfilled long-cherished wishes in this world. He wants to save his wife and his children. He wants to protect them. He wants to send those damn beasts away with his own hands.

Go to hell.

puff!

Zhao Xiyao stabbed in again, pinning Ye Chen's shoulder. The sharp dagger was stained with bright red blood, stained with Ye Chen's blood, and fell drop by drop.

Ye Chen staggered, and finally fell down, lying on the ground. His eyes were too dim, and he could no longer hold back the fatigue and dizziness, and fell into an eternal sleep.

Zhao Xiyao stood there like a high and mighty king, glaring at Ye Chen, showing her white teeth, and licked the blood on the dagger, smiling sinisterly.

She didn't leave, but looked at Ye Chen quietly.

Perhaps, in her opinion, the value of this holy body is more precious than she expected, because this holy body is more heaven-defying than the former Donghuang Taixin and Dihuang, and has unlimited potential. If it is refined into one

Puppet, it should be interesting.

Unfortunately, her idea was destined to fail.

Ye Chen was lying there, in a rather miserable state, with numerous scars. From each wound, there was a strange force coming out, disturbing him, devouring his essence, and dissolving his cultivation.

Ugh!

Ye Chen growled, endured the severe pain, climbed up with difficulty, and staggered again.

In this dark world, he couldn't find the direction and couldn't feel the edges.

"You can't escape." Zhao Xiyao smiled mischievously and came slowly with light steps.

"I never wanted to escape." Ye Chen said with a smile.

"It's just self-deception."

"I just ask you, who are you?"

"Does it matter who I am?" Zhao Xiyao smiled faintly and came over.

"Since you know my identity, you should understand my character. I am the undefeated God of War, how can I tolerate blasphemy."

Ye Chen suddenly turned around, his eyes full of madness.

Zhao Xiyao smiled playfully, and stabbed down with the dagger in her hand without any warning. The armor Ye Chen was wearing could not withstand the power of the dagger, and it was pierced with one blow.

ah…….!

Ye Chen roared angrily, grabbed the dagger and pulled it off.

puff!

Blood spurted everywhere. Zhao Xiyao's jade arm was overturned by Ye Chen's palm, and half of her right cheek was cut off. She had a charming little face that was almost disfigured, and her white teeth were exposed.

"I want to kill you." Zhao Xiyao became angry, furious, and pressed her palm on Ye Chen's left chest, breaking Ye Chen's heart and removing many bones from his holy body.

At this time, Ye Chen completely fell down, and it was difficult to get up again. In the pool of blood, there were wisps of black flames burning, and wisps of them merged into his body. In the dark, a mysterious formation was outlined, and it merged into his soul.

, his soul was sealed in an instant, and his origin and blood were also sealed together.

Boom! Bang! Boom!

Soon, there was a loud rumbling, accompanied by a clicking sound and the sound of cracks spreading.

Zhao Xiyao cast a spell to isolate the darkness and illuminate the dim hall, allowing Ye Chen's figure to shine into her beautiful eyes.

When she saw it, her eyes suddenly tightened, as if she recognized the secret technique used by Ye Chen, which was a pupil technique called the Six Paths of Samsara Eye.

She had seen Dihuang use it before, and the one he used was extremely pure, which could be said to be the best.

Unexpectedly, Ye Chen also used this kind of secret technique today. Although it is not as powerful as Emperor Huang, it is not weak either. Combined with the terrifying reincarnation eye, once it is opened, it will pose a great threat to her.

"This time, you can't run away." Zhao Xiyao scolded coldly and slashed at Ye Chen with her sword.

But she was still a step too late. Ye Chen, who had already been sealed, increased his speed sharply and smashed half of her body with one punch, and her attack only grazed the corner of Ye Chen's clothes.

puff!

Zhao Xiyao spurted blood and retreated, her hair disheveled, knocking down several stone pillars along the way, until she collapsed a palace wall and then stopped.

She was defeated. It was the first time that she suffered such a terrible blow from Ye Chen at her peak state. It was also the first time that she was so embarrassed and lost to a mortal, an ant, who actually made her miserable.

ah.!

Zhao Xiyao hissed and roared to the sky, she didn't believe in evil, she didn't believe that Ye Chen could defeat her, even if his holy body was still alive, she would still die. She was an emperor, she was the tenth emperor of Chu, how could she be defeated by a mortal?

hand.

"You lost." Ye Chen's voice, ethereal and silent, spread throughout the world.

Zhao Xiyao raised her eyes suddenly, followed the sound, and saw Ye Chen getting up unsteadily.

His form was very pitiful, with blood all over his body, and every gouge was engraved with a rune. Those runes were merging into his flesh and blood one by one, eroding his holy body and eroding his body.

The Yuan Shen disintegrated his holy body inch by inch, and each thread was filled with demonic power, trying to turn him into a puppet.

"Impossible." Zhao Xiyao didn't believe it and shouted hysterically. She would not be defeated. She was one of the Nine Emperors of Chu. In terms of qualifications, Ye Chen was far from qualified.

Her disbelief only resulted in old age, and the power of time destroyed her delicate body. Every bone exploded, and flesh and blood flew everywhere. Her whole body became hideous and terrifying, and her blood was also drained rapidly.

Every trace, every trace, is dyed with dim light.
Chapter completed!