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Chapter 1679 Unstoppable!

Immediately, there was a bang, and the waterfall turned into a whisk exploded with a spear. A powerful magic power spread from the tip of the gun, causing the white-haired old man to retreat, bleeding from his mouth and nose.

Ye Chen bullied himself and kicked the Holy Lord of the Spirit Clan.

"Suppress me." The Holy Lord of the Spirit Clan roared and sacrificed two copper furnaces, both of which were burning red flames, hanging above his head. The falling red clouds and the lingering black lights all carried the power of silence, blocking one side, trying to seal Ye Chen inside, and then kill him with thunder.

"You are worthy of it?" Ye Chen snorted coldly and pierced through the copper furnace with a spear.

puff!

The blood flowers are gorgeous, the sage master of the Spirit Clan was penetrated on the spot, and a generation of sage masters were split into two pieces by a spear, the holy body collapsed, and the soul was destroyed.

ah…….!

The screams were shrill, and blood was splattering everywhere. No one could stop Ye Chen from passing, breaking through the protection barrier of the spirit clan.

At this moment, his speed seemed to have exceeded the limit. He stepped on the misty starry sky and headed south. The people of the Spirit Clan could not keep up and pushed forward all the way.

Puff! Puff!

The spirit tribe screamed frequently.

The strong spiritual race was blinded by the killing, and had forgotten his fear. He only pursued Ye Chen, rushing forward like a mad dog.

This day, the Spirit Clan is destined to be unable to sleep.

The huge spiritual race was killed and was thrown away from armor, with blood mist and wailing sounds one after another.

Pound! Crack! Boom!

The sound of metal collision resounded throughout the world, and the Milky Way Fairy River collapsed on the spot. The whisk magic weapon could not defeat a domineering spear, which was stabbed to fly, and Ye Chen also retreated three or five feet.

The elder of the Spirit Clan had a scarlet eye. He swallowed several pills in one breath and returned to his peak state. He came again. He held two big swords with both hands and slashed them. The sword light was very domineering, carrying thunder and electric arcs. The so-called Immortal Light of Destruction merged with thunder, fairy light, and destruction vision. Once merged, it would destroy everything.

"Come on." Ye Chen came towards him, knocked away the thunder and lightning immortal light with one punch, and pierced the Thunder and Lightning Immortal Sword with one spear, and also penetrated the lightning and the fairy light. Finally, a spear came to the door and poked into the chest of the white-haired old man.

puff!

The old man with white hair blew blood and stepped back, his face pale, and blood gushed out from the corners of his mouth. Looking at Ye Chen, his pupils tightened, as if he could see Ye Chen's body through Piaomiao, his dry eyes were covered with blood.

He is an elder of a generation, stronger than the strongest spiritual race. No matter how evil Ye Chen is, he cannot defeat him with one spear.

"I said, today I slaughtered the strong and avenged my little friend." Ye Chen's voice sounded. At his feet, he stepped on a golden furnace, a Chaos Cauldron, and made with many materials, including fairy iron, fairy spirit, fragments of imperial weapons, and bones of prehistoric monsters. It was extremely strong and could be called an alchemy treasure. This time he was carried by him, and the rumbling of nothingness and the roar of the sky was crushed.

"Who are you?" the old man with white hair roared, pointed at Ye Chen with a divine light.

Ye Chen ignored it and only swung the Chaos Cauldron to sway its divine light, and a stick was used to vanish.

Immediately, the Chaos Cauldron turned around, and a powerful suction force suddenly appeared, swallowing the white-haired old man. There was a large seal suspended in the Chaos Cauldron. It was an imperial-level Chaos Cauldron, which defeated the elders of the Spirit Clan. This old thing was taken in and when it came out, it would be bloody and bloody.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

The blood was dazzling, and Ye Chen was like a god of killing, sweeping across the eight wildernesses.

Any elder of the Spirit Clan who was provoked by him could basically escape the disaster, unless it was a peak elder, and other elders, without exception, would be killed instantly even if they met.

As crazy as he was, even the elders of the Spirit Clan were trembling and terrified.

What a freak this is!

"Stop him." The strong spiritual clan shouted violently and gathered the elders of the spiritual clan to come and fight.

"Let me down." Ye Chen scolded coldly, waved the iron stick in his hand, and smashed the elders of the spirit clan again.

He was indeed like a wolf entering a flock of sheep. None of the peak elders or the late elders could stop him from attacking, and the elders who had crushed all the way were defeated.

"Damn it." The spirit clan cursed, and everyone gritted their teeth.

"There is no one in the spiritual realm!"

The insults of the strong spiritual clan finally angered Ye Chen. He ascended to the sky with one step, swept out a full moon with one stick, and slashed an elder.

puff!

On the other hand, a copper pillar collapsed, and a young man tied up on it fell from Xutian due to the collapse of the copper pillar. Before he could stand firm, he felt a sharp pain all over his body, his spine was cracked, and black blood was overflowing, which was shocking. The copper pillar was a very strong elder soldier who was swept off by him. It can be imagined what level the master of the copper pillar was, and it was strong enough.

"I... don't want to." The young man growled, with ancient words engraved on his eyebrows, which was an ancient curse seal. It was that curse seal that instantly made his combat power reach its peak.

puff!

Unfortunately, this low roar was only exchanged for a pitch-black iron rod, which hit the head hard, and the origin of his soul also collapsed.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

On this side, there were constant rumblings, and the elders were beaten by Ye Chen, and their bodies were destroyed by both body and spirit. Elders were bleeding, and their bodies fell into the sky with blood.

"This... how is this possible?" The strong spiritual racers were shocked, shocked, and were extremely convinced that it was a holy body, a real human race, who slaughtered against the will of heaven and killed them, and they could not raise their heads. A small human race had such combat power, which was really beyond expectations.

puff!

When the elder of the Spirit Clan was shocked, a blood gushed from the sky, which was the blood of the white-haired old man. Although he was trapped in the copper pillar, his combat power was not reduced at all. A divine sorrow hit Ye Chen, causing Ye Chen to stagger and almost fall.

Puff! Puff!

The old man with white hair fled and continued to attack, and pointed his fingers at Ye Chen's eyebrows, wanting to block him.

Ye Chen did not dodge, letting his fingers penetrate his body, and he rushed all the way to the sky.

"You are looking for death." The white-haired old man snorted coldly, brushed his hand and sacrificed a divine sword, which was the peak elder weapon, with extremely powerful power and slashed towards Ye Chen.

puff!

Blood splattered everywhere, and Ye Chen's half of his shoulder was blown up on the spot.

However, Ye Chen did not stop and rushed straight to the old man with his gun.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

Blood kept spilling over the void, and the speed of the white-haired old man was far inferior to Ye Chen.

The white-haired old man ran, the more fear he became. Ye Chen's speed shocked him. His peak elder was not as good as a human race. If this kind of thing was spread, it would subvert cognition.

"Leave it for me." Ye Chen roared, holding the Chaos Cauldron, sweeping all the way.

ah……!

A shrill wail filled the quiet sea of ​​stars.

Ye Chen is like a god of killing, an immortal god of war, from south to north, chasing and slaughtering all the way, blood staining the sky, and corpses piled up into mountains and dyeing the starry sky red. He is like a demon, cruel and bloody killing.

Puff! Puff! Puff!

The strong people of the Spirit Clan were all celebrating blood, and elders fell in full swing. Many people were buried in Ye Chen's hands. There is no need to question that it was an evil god, a killing machine.
Chapter completed!
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