Near the Holy Ruins, many saints came to watch the battle, including Ye Xingchen's acquaintances.

In addition to Hou Yuanwu and Zhan Sheng, Ye Xingchen's friends, Shen Buddha, and Sun Jie and others have all come.

Looking at the thousands of blood-clothed saints of the Divine Sect in the distance, the gods and Buddhas said with concern: "I don't know if Brother Ye can overcome the difficulties this time."

He was helpless. Although his strength was not low and had reached the level of the ancient saint, he could not help Ye Xingchen.

Because this time, there were dozens of powerful saints who participated in the battle, and it was not an ancient saint who could change anything.

"Don't worry, Brother Ye's clone has the fighting power of the peak of the Saint King. In addition, with the geographical advantage of the Saint Ruins, he can protect himself even if he loses his opponent." Sun Jie said again.

"I hope so..." The gods and Buddhas were worried. He felt that Ye Xingchen would not watch the destruction of the Butian Sect branch near the Holy Ruins. This battle must be very tragic.

"boom!"

At this moment, a figure tear apart the void and appeared in front of a huge city.

Suddenly, the blood energy of the Zhoutian rolled, like a sea of ​​blood.

This is a clone of the Blood King. The saints watching the battle nearby recognized this person. After all, the Blood King did not hide his breath and face.

"Ye Xingchen, come out, I have already sensed your breath here."

The Blood King looked at the huge city in front of him and said coldly.

Everyone nearby was shocked. They all thought Ye Xingchen was in the Holy Ruins, but they didn't expect Ye Xingchen to be in the city in front of them.

"call out!"

As the Blood King finished speaking, Ye Yi's figure soared into the sky. He stood above the city, staring at the Blood King opposite him coldly.

The Blood King narrowed his eyes and said disdainfully: "Is a clone?"

"Are you a clone too?" Ye Yi snorted coldly.

The Blood King laughed sarcastically, then waved his hand, and eight figures that were exactly the same as him appeared around him, all of which exuded the powerful aura of the peak of the Saint King.

Ye Yi's face changed slightly. Obviously, the nine clones of the Blood King were coming.

Looking at Ye Xingchen in front of him, the Blood King sneered: "I have nine clones, where are you?"

Ye Yi snorted coldly and asked Ye Er, Ye San, Ye Si, Ye Wu, Ye Liu and all five of them to come out. He had several clones. Although it was very secret, he must be able to find out the Blood Clothing Divine Sect, so he couldn't hide it.

What he really wants to hide are the people of Baili Feixian. After all, they are all the Saint King peaks that have only been promoted in the past thousand years, and they have succeeded instantly. No one would have thought that they would reach the Saint King peak.

They are Ye Xingchen's trump card, and appearing at critical moments is enough to make the Blood Clothing God Cult come to an end.

"Six clones!"

The Blood King looked at Ye Yi and others in front of him, his face did not change at all, and he exclaimed with a smile: "Ye Xingchen, although we are enemies, I have to admire you. With one hand, I created the sixth God Sect. However, compared to our Blood Clothing God Sect, your foundation is still too thin. Today is the day when your Butian Sect will perish."

Their Blood Clothing Divine Cult had intelligence investigations, so he knew that Ye Xingchen had about five or six powerful clones, so he was prepared for it.

"Stop talking nonsense, come up and fight!" Ye Yi snorted coldly, and several clones rushed into the sky.

The nine clones of the Blood King also followed. At their level, they are not suitable for fighting in the Chaos Continent, otherwise the destructive power will be too strong.

Moreover, for the Blood King, killing Ye Xingchen is the most important thing. As for whether to destroy the Butian Sect, he doesn't care at all.

As long as Ye Xingchen is killed, the Butian Sect is not worth mentioning. At most, it is a powerful holy land, and he can destroy it at any time.

"Swish swish swish!"

Above the sky, the nine clones of the Blood King surrounded Ye Yi and the six others.

"Brother Beifang, you can come out too!" The Blood King said at this time.

Ye Yi narrowed his eyes and looked at a space gap that suddenly cracked not far away. A familiar figure suddenly walked out of it. It was the Northern Divine Emperor.

"Ye Xingchen, the last time you went to our Northern Divine Kingdom, you killed a saint king in our Northern Divine Kingdom. Today I will slaughter your clone." The Northern Divine Emperor looked at Ye Yi and said lightly.

Ye Yi said coldly: "Since that's the case, then you should stay with your clone."

The Northern Divine Emperor's face changed slightly, and then he said lightly: "Okay, if you can keep my clone, that's your strength. I promise that I will not avenge me."

"boom……"

Ye Yi was too lazy to talk nonsense to him, and the fantasy world came instantly, covering the Blood King and the Northern Divine Emperor.

Feeling that their own strength was weakened, the Blood King and the Northern Divine Emperor were both shocked. Even though they had already dealt with it, they were still very shocked to truly feel the horror of the illusion world.

"Form a formation!" The Blood King shouted suddenly.

The next moment, the nine clones of the Blood King, each of which were combined together, transformed into three huge gods and rushed towards Ye Yi.

"Pangu Battle Formation!" Ye Yi's pupils shrank.

The Blood King laughed and said, "Ye Xingchen, didn't you expect it? This is a super battle formation created by the true god of Pangu. The three-dimensional ancient saints of the Sanqing Holy Land could resist the masters of the Saint King level with this battle formation. After the Three-clear Holy Land was destroyed, this battle formation was obtained by our Blood Clothing Divine Sect."

"boom!"

At this moment, the three Pangu giants, all holding giant axes, slashed at Ye Yi and the six others hard, as if they had cut open the universe.

The Northern God Emperor beside him raised his eyebrows and was shocked. Although the strength of these three Pangu giants is not as good as that of the quasi-true gods, it is also far beyond the peak of the Saint King.

"It turns out that the Three Pure Holy Land was destroyed, and it was your Blood Clothing Divine Sect planning behind the scenes." The Northern Divine Emperor suddenly realized.

The Blood King laughed and said, "At that time, I just wanted to destroy the remnants of the Ten Kings Heavenly Palace. I didn't take this Pangu battle formation seriously. After all, it requires three people with spiritual communication and the same strength to display it. Where can I find these three people in the world? But I didn't expect that now we have clones, and this super battle formation will naturally appear."

"Boom!" "Boom!"

At this moment, two powerful auras suddenly burst out.

I saw Ye Yi and the six people in front of me also combined into two Pangu giants, and came to fight against the three Pangu giants of the Blood King.

"What!" The Northern Divine Emperor widened his eyes and looked shocked.

The Blood King widened his eyes incredibly, and said in disbelief: "Why can you do Pangu battle formation?"

"I've done it long ago!" Ye Yi snorted coldly.

"Boom!"

The five Pangu giants immediately fought fiercely, fighting to the point where the sky collapsed and the earth broke.

"Damn it!" The Blood King didn't expect that Ye Xingchen would have the Pangu battle formation. His original advantage was gone. He couldn't help but glar at the Northern God Emperor beside him and said angrily: "I won't take action yet!"

The Northern Divine Emperor snorted coldly and punched him.

The three blood kings of Pangu giants beat Ye Xingchen's two Pangu giants, and the Northern God Emperor assisted, Ye Xingchen also relied on the weakening of the illusion world to barely block it.
Chapter completed!