"Hmph! Boy, you dare to slaughter the descendants of my tribe. Today, even if you have a great background, I will cut you into pieces and sacrifice the dead souls to blood." Chi Yang roared with a ferocious look on his face.

"Bang"

The powerful aura swept out from him and turned into an ancient soul of a demon sheep hundreds of meters high. In his eyes, he looked at Chen Changsheng with a scarlet and violent aura. Before everyone could react, they saw that the ancient soul behind Chi Yang suddenly evolved into millions of cold lights.

Covered Chen Changsheng.

"Soul-Devouring Needle?"

Swish!

When seeing the ancient soul of Chi Yang, the cold light evolved from the ancient tribes, not only the people from the ancient tribes around, but also the ancient tribes of the Emperor Sea, Zhao, Liu, and Wu, had a stagnant expression. Especially Wu Xie, who had already retreated to the distance with a feast, flashed a hint of coldness in his eyes, looked at the Canghe Tu, and sneered: "This old Chi Yang is really hiding! He has awakened his clan, the most powerful bloodline talent, soul-devouring needle, who is willing to be a gun envoy?"

"Wu Xie, don't you think that the head of the Chi Yang family is from our Cang family, right?" Cang Hetu was stunned for a moment, looked at Wu Xie and said.

"Isn't it?" Wu Xie sneered twice, and stopped talking.

Pa, pa, pa.

The cold light turned into Chiyang's ancient soul swept across Chen Changsheng's body, and a crackling sound made. The Ghost Emperor standing not far away also recognized the origin of the cold light at a glance, and his face suddenly changed. He quickly reminded: "Boy, don't resist it. That is the blood talent of the Chiyang clan. The soul-devouring needle can damage the soul through the body."

"Blame my soul?" Chen Changsheng sneered in his heart. Old Chiyang is a powerful man at the second level of the Emperor Realm. Even if he uses fists and feet, he cannot compete with his holy body realm. But he insisted on using Chiyang's ancient soul to deal with his soul. There is a turtle soul protecting his soul. Not to mention the soul-devouring needle, even the Dragon Emperor's artistic conception in the holy ruins did not hurt him at all.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

Thousands of soul-devouring needles suddenly disappeared into Chen Changsheng's body, like a mud cow entering the sea, and there was no rebirth in an instant. Old Chiyang, who was originally waiting for Chen Changsheng with a smile on his face, suddenly died suddenly, was stunned and looked at Chen Changsheng in amazement, and said, "Are you okay?"

"idiot."

Chen Changsheng smiled secretly, and did not speak up.

Seeing that the soul-devouring needle in the soul sea was bound by the iron chain on the back of the turtle soul, I felt a little relieved.

Lao Chiyang was also anxious.

Those soul-devouring needles are transformed by its soul. If there is any mistake, it will suffer a serious injury, especially those soul-devouring needles. Once they enter Chen Changsheng's body, they will lose their breath. Old Chiyang couldn't help but grit his teeth and said angrily: "There is something strange about that little beast. Let's take him down together and tell him."

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Seeing Lao Chiyang, it seemed that he had suffered a considerable loss in Chen Changsheng's hands. The people from the ancient tribes around him could not bear it. Not to mention the qi, blood and treasures on Chen Changsheng's body, they were coveting. The strange means that Chen Changsheng showed now were enough to make them afraid.

An ancient beast, which is ranked low on the second level of the Emperor Realm, actually suffered a secret loss in the hands of a boy in the Holy Body Realm. If they had not seen it with their own eyes, if anyone else had said it, the strong men of the ancient tribe present would never believe it.

After all, the difference in strength between the two is too far.

It can be said that it is a world of difference, and it is not an exaggeration.

"Take it and take him down." An old man from the Jiuli clan roared, and immediately sacrificed his magic weapon, slashed over Chen Changsheng's head.

A treasure light suddenly appears.

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo

More than 20 powerful emperors from the ancient tribes all took action. The mighty imperial aura, ancient souls, and countless magic weapons instantly covered Chen Changsheng, the Ghost Emperor, and the Kong family.

"Sheji tripod."

Bang, bang, bang

Seeing so many powerful men in the imperial realm attack together, Chen Changsheng's face changed slightly, and he did not dare to delay at all. The ancient calligraphy body instantly emerged, condensed into the shape of a country tripod, protecting him and the Ghost Emperor.

Although the people from the Kong family were not affected, they were also shocked by the scene in front of them.

"Click!"

After three breaths, the Sheji Cauldron was smashed into cracks by the powerful men of the ancient tribe. The earth dragon vein imprisoned inside was also awakened. He was so scared that he was shocked. He quickly repaired the Sheji Cauldron and roared, "Little boy, who have you messed with?"

"A group of ancient beasts." Chen Changsheng replied without raising his head, took out a piece of green jade from his body, and gently pinched it, and saw that the jade the size of a thumb instantly turned into powder, and a wisp of green smoke disappeared here quietly.

"Damn it, a group of beasts, if they hadn't suffered a great disaster and had their cultivation dropped to the realm of destiny, if I had had my original cultivation level, I would have slapped these bastards to death with just one slap." The Ghost Emperor was also frustrated. At the beginning, it was at least the third level of the Emperor Realm, and the strong men from the ancient tribes opposite.

The most powerful one is the head of the Chiyang clan. The cultivation level of the second level of the Emperor Realm is not a little worse than it was before. Now, a group of ancient beasts who have been plagued by the Mengyin of their ancestors and have been beaten to the point of the Unbounded Ten Thousand Beasts without any power to fight back. How can we not let this former Emperor Realm powerhouse feel frustrated and depressed?

"Curse, come out!"

Woo woo woo woo woo!

The Ghost Emperor's eyes flashed, and a magnificent ghost energy swept out from it, condensed into the curse. His eyes were full of resentment. He looked at the emperor's powerhouses of the twenty ancient tribes in anger, gritted his teeth and said, "Hmph! Do you really think this emperor is a soft persimmon, and you can let you control it?"

"Hey ghost, just with your cultivation level in the Heavenly Destiny Realm, so what if you hold a curse book, can you still curse us?" The powerful emperor of the Jiuli clan looked at the Ghost Emperor with a mocking look on his face and said.

"Curse you?"

The Ghost Emperor licked his lips, smiled fiercely, and said, "Old thing, I can't do anything to you, and I can't curse the miscellaneous descendants of your Jiuli clan? The blood poison curse will entangle the Jiuli clan for generations until they are broken."

Woo woo woo woo woo!

A mysterious force instantly enveloped the members of the Jiuli tribe.

The powerful emperor of the Jiuli clan was stunned.

He looked at the Ghost Emperor with a dumbfounded look on his face.

"The mantra of losing my heart will give me the Chiyang tribe for life."

Click!
Chapter completed!