"You, do you dare to kill my North Ming Sect disciple?"

Old Bei Ming shouted angrily.

"Ha, ants, why dare not? Killing you is like killing a chicken but a dog!"

Ye Chen sneered, and didn't put Bei Ming Lao Dao in his eyes at all. His arrogance shocked everyone.

Now, no one dared to speak ill of Ye Chen anymore, and even those who mocked Ye Chen before thinking that he was not good enough, many of them knelt directly on the ground and began to worship.

They knew that it was too easy for these mighty ones to kill them, and their words must have been heard before. This is their only chance, and the survivalists cannot let them give up their martial arts dignity and do such a behavior.

"Asshole, I'm in charge of Huangquan Zhanfu, you wait for the junior to die!"

The old Beiming Dao completely exploded its own power, the super energy of the Great Perfection of the Tribulation, shaking the heaven and the earth, and reversing the universe, but in front of him is the ruler of the sky, the king of the sun and the moon, facing such an existence, even if there is an anti The prestige is also in vain.

"Golden Bowl!"

At this moment, the old Bei Ming realized that the person in front of him is not only a person in a fit state, but even a cultivation base is not under him, but a powerful person who can overcome the catastrophe. Such old monsters, if they do not release their ultimate power, they are absolutely Cannot be killed.

"Boom!"

Beiming Xuan Gong continued to improve his own foundation, Bei Ming Lao Dao decided to make a desperate move and completely liberated the magic pattern in the golden bowl.

"Zizzi!"

Numerous magic lines appeared on the body of the old Bei Ming, turning him into a general of the demon clan.

"Hahaha!"

Old Bei Ming smiled frantically, he had obviously lost his reason and was under the control of magic power.

The people of other forces in Huangquan Zhan's Mansion realized at this moment that the power of Beiming Lao Dao was actually magical energy.

"How is it possible that this guy is actually a member of the Demon Race?"

"It doesn't look like it, I seem to be controlled by the demons."

"This guy takes refuge in the demons, and I will definitely not be able to follow him."

Everyone saw the physique of the Demon Race of Beiming Lao Dao, and some spine monks began to draw a clear line with him. They began to support Ye Chen. After all, Ye Chen was able to force Bei Ming Lao Dao to this step, and he was obviously a powerful person.

"Ye Chen is our hope, kill such demon and liberate the Zhanfu!"

"Behead the devil and liberate the Huangquan War Palace!"

Suddenly, countless people turned their backs to support Ye Chen. This made the many powerful people of the North Ming Sect feel the pressure. They did not expect that the strength of the North Ming Old Road was actually obtained from the Demon Race. They all have no place to show themselves.

"I will support Ye Chen!"

Finally, many of the strong men of the Northern Ming Sect also turned their backs, and they stood on the side of everyone and supported Ye Chen.

"Hahaha, Beiming has worked hard all his life, how does it feel to end up like this?"

Ye Chen looked at Bei Ming and asked.

"Ye Chen, this deity will kill you today. These wastes will be cleaned up after I kill you."

The old Bei Ming Dao is powerful and powerful, shocking in all directions. When many people heard this, they felt horrified. They were asking whether they wanted to escape quickly. After all, in their eyes, Ye Chen was not a sure winner. Once Ye Chen lost to Bei Ming Lao Dao, They are not going to finish playing together!

Therefore, many people left the battlefield early, but halfway through, they were stopped by a wave of powerful demons.

"It's too late to escape."

Beiming's old Dao demon was able to operate, and his claws stretched out, instantly catching the monks who wanted to leave.

"what……"

Those people showed horror and began to beg for mercy.

"Old Bei Ming, I'm confused for a while, please atone for it!"

"Old Bei Ming, I am willing to follow you and kill Ye Chen!"

These wall grass began to fall with the wind again, begging for mercy and flattering.

However, at this moment, the old North Ming Dao was already under the control of the magic energy, the killing nature could not be contained, and they did not listen to their explanation at all.

"kill!"

; "Crack!"

With the sound of fragmentation, the cultivators burst into pieces and blood flowed into rivers.

"Hahaha!"

Old Bei Ming laughed wildly, and the murder made his spirit extremely excited.

Naturally, Ye Chen wouldn't save these walls and grass. Their fate was the pit they dug, so they had to bear it by themselves.

"what……"

Seeing so many monks dying in the hands of Beiming Lao Dao, more people fell into panic.

But they still endured it, because the current Beiming old way was already crazy, they didn't want to repeat the same mistakes.

"Ye Chen, it's your turn."

Old Bei Ming locked Ye Chen coldly, with a sinister and vicious smile.

As a result, everyone trembled at the same time, because once Ye Chen died in the hands of the old North Ming, they would all be poisoned.

"Ye Chen, you have to withstand it!"

"Ye Chen, kill this demon!"

"Our hope is on you."

Countless monks looked at Ye Chen with longing eyes, and he had obviously become the savior of everyone.

But for these people's prayers, Ye Chen didn't bother at all. What he wanted was to let Huangquan Sect rise again and let the ancestors find their glory again!

"It's time to end, Old Bei Ming."

Ye Chen's eyes glowed coldly from hell. At this moment, he was the **** of hell, ruling everything.

"Zizzi!"

With the rays of light blooming, Ye Chen's hand reproduced the sword of judgment-the sword of the Emperor of Heaven.

"Hahaha, Ye Chen, this sword is indeed extraordinary, it may even look like an immortal weapon, but what about it, it is a waste in your hands. I absorb the power of the demon lord, and I am invincible at this moment, let me die!"

Old Bei Ming is very confident in his own foundation. This is the power of the Demon Venerable he obtained from the golden bowl with his blood and sacrifice. He does not believe that relying on the foundation of the Great Perfection of Tribulation by himself, plus the power of the Demon Venerable, there is nothing Kill a small Ye Chen.

But he still miscalculated. The "little Ye Chen" in front of him was the supreme existence he couldn't look up to.

"Magic can kill and die!"

The veteran Bei Ming couldn't help his anger, he released the strongest killing light, it was the magic pattern killing array.

"Zizzi!"

The big formation turned into the ultimate killer and attacked Ye Chen.

"what……"

Everyone was shocked. They were staring at the battlefield. The foundation of Beiming Old Way was too strong. With the blessing of magic energy, can Ye Chen stand it?

Even more people thought that Ye Chen couldn't stand it anymore and everything was about to end.

Even the ancestor stood up and stared at the battlefield with cold eyes. Although he believed in Ye Chen, the opponent's absolute strength was too strong, this was a deadly battle!

Facing such a great supernatural power, Ye Chen slightly cold his eyes, slowly raising the Heaven Emperor Sword in his hand, and then aiming at the huge figure of the old Beiming Dao who rushed forward.

"No two days!"

With a cold drink, a very cold light suddenly condensed on the sword's front. Then, the cold light evolved and turned into a frozen flame. Such an amazing dual energy made everyone like seeing the most beautiful ice and snow fireworks, the ultimate Beauty, the ultimate kill!