"This place is close to the forbidden land, and there are many heroes waiting for you, so everyone should work together. Qing Wenting looked at Prince Longhua, and her eyes were not so friendly.

"Hmph!" Prince Longhua was unwilling, turned his head and continued to move forward with the heroes.

There are countless islands, and many cultivators are on the islands, and some of them are characters who have fought with Ye Chu, and they recognize Ye Chu, their eyes are blazing, and they whisper.

Finally, on Ye Chu's way forward, there were many cultivators blocking Ye Chu's way. Countless cultivators besieged Ye Chu in the center, dancing with momentum, blending artistic conceptions, and suppressing Ye Chu.

Qing Wenting saw that so many cultivators were besieging Ye Chu, and her heart also became nervous, and she asked Ye Chu.

Ye Chu had already gotten used to it, and he was destined not to be calm when he was in the Holy Liquid. With these cultivators besieging him, Ye Chu stood proudly in the middle, stared at them and said, "If you want the holy liquid, come and get it!"

One sentence made countless cultivators take action, and all kinds of terrifying forces were impacted, and between the dances, one after another terrifying brilliance rushed out, with a surging artistic conception, suppressing Ye Chu.

The people who entered this were not weak hands, and they shot together, the momentum was grand, the vastness was monstrous, and the sea was directly set off by thousands of waves.

The prince of Longhua was overjoyed when he saw that someone had made a move on his behalf. He didn't have a good impression of Ye Chu at all, and it would be best if someone could kill him.

There were too many cultivators present, and he didn't care about these people fighting alone, but if they shot together, their combat power made him want you to avoid their edge.

I don't know how Ye Chu offended the heroes, and fell into such a situation, it was really indignant.

Prince Longhua had never heard of Ye Chu, and in his capacity, ordinary people and things would not enter his ears. Of course, no one told him about the Holy Liquid, otherwise he would not have been so calm.

With the group of heroes besieging Ye Chu, Prince Longhua stood aside with the group of heroes, just surrounding Qing Wenting in the center and preventing her from helping Ye Chu.

"Beihai is gathering at this moment, today you can't escape with your wings, hand over the holy liquid on your body, I can leave you alive!" someone shouted and attacked, and the terrifying power swept out, and several ice spikes shot out of thin air on the sea, shooting straight at Ye Chu, and it was fierce.

"I want to take the holy liquid myself!" Ye Chu laughed, the Heavenly Emperor's fist blasted out directly, and with one punch, several cultivators rushed towards Ye Chu's power and smashed it directly, these people screamed, each of them took a few steps backwards, and blood spurted out directly from his mouth.

Ye Chu's strong counterattack made these people furious, the heroes danced, and all kinds of forces were desperately driven out, the sea was stirred by the wind and clouds, and the monstrous waves swallowed Ye Chu away. The attack in the sky became stronger and stronger, rolling towards Ye Chu from all directions.

These people are crazy, and the temptation of holy liquid can make them desperate. All kinds of magic tricks came out regardless of the performance of a qiē, just to shock and kill Ye Chu.

None of them were weak hands, and their attacks were stronger than any siege that Ye Chu had ever encountered. The heroes joined forces, and the monstrous power intertwined covered down, devouring a qiē.

Ye Chu resisted with a wonderful technique, the flowers danced like a brocade, and the petals in the sky flew down, killing these cultivators.

The artistic conception is as vast as the majestic sea, suppressed and down, powerful and amazing, and it really has the power to shake heaven and earth. This is a terrifying artistic conception, beyond everyone's imagination, between the dances, thunder continues, and the sky flashes in the void. Ye Chu's forehead and blue lotus trembled, shocking.

Prince Longhua felt this artistic conception that was going to shake heaven and earth, and he was also slightly shocked. This kind of artistic conception is beyond his cognition, and it is only stronger than him. This artistic conception seems to be the condensation of the supreme of youth, and every time it trembles, it leads to the vision of heaven and earth.

It's just that what makes Prince Longhua puzzled is that Ye Chu's strength doesn't seem to be consistent with Ye Chu's artistic conception. This artistic conception is too terrifying, invincible in the world. But Ye Chu's strength is not so brilliant in the Xuanhua Realm, and the Prince of Longhua thinks that he is stronger than Ye Chu.

"What a waste of such an artistic conception!"

Prince Longhua is even more disdainful, with such an artistic conception, but his strength is only like this, and he is considered a waste material.

Qing Wenting was blocked by the cultivators besieged by Prince Longhua, and she was not in a hurry to break through. Her eyes fell on Ye Chu, and she also wanted how strong Ye Chu was.

Although she had heard a lot about Ye Chu's deeds, she also wanted to see with her own eyes how strong Ye Chu was.

Ye Chu fought alone, and his magic skills continued. The Burial Sky Sword Technique was unleashed, and the sword intent in the sky and the impact of the sea water, and the rain flowers flew between the heavens and the earth, enveloping them together.

The heroes are constantly attacking in various ways, they are desperate, for the sake of the holy liquid, each drive is the most ruthless and ferocious attack.

Between the swings of the Heavenly Emperor's fist, he smashed the attacks of cultivators one by one, and every time he smashed down, they collided with the earth, the space shattered, and the sea turned up thousands of waves, and the momentum was so vast that it made people's scalps tingle.

Ye Chu's attack was strong, some cultivators couldn't avoid it, and when they were hit by Ye Chu, their bodies burst open in an instant, turning into blood rain and flying down into the sea water, and the blue sea water was dyed red.

But this did not affect everyone's exercises, they still attacked and attacked Ye Chu in various ways, beating Ye Chu blood. The magic is continuous, and the rush is terrifying.

Although Ye Chu had terrifying strength, he also felt very difficult in the face of this endless attack. Even with various attacks, his body was attacked from time to time, leaving scars on his body.

The fight was too fierce, and countless cultivators rushed over without fear of life and death. The temptation given to them by the holy liquid was too great, and they fought hard one by one, dancing with all kinds of terrifying magic techniques, just to take Ye Chu's life.

Ye Chu was bloody, desperately rushing to kill among the heroes who were drowning him, his whole body was already full of blood, he desperately impacted, dancing again and again, smashing one cultivator after another Blood rained, spilling into the heavens and the earth.

This is a tragic scene, Ye Chu's attack is too terrifying, although the group of heroes is not weak, but there are still cultivators who are crushed from time to time.

But that's it, there are more and more cultivators who come to besiege and kill Ye Chu, they are not as strong as Ye Chu at all, just in order to shock and kill Ye Chu, all kinds of forces are driven to the extreme, and they rush to kill without their lives.

The fight was even more tragic, Ye Chu was surrounded by terrifying attacks, at this time, Ye Chu gritted his teeth, the blood of his whole body boiled, the green lotus on his forehead flashed to the extreme, and all kinds of forces around his body protected his whole body, between the dances, every punch was ten percent of his own strength, and every attack drove his own artistic conception to the extreme, Ye Chu was frantically slaughtering the heroes at the moment, and one by one the cultivators were killed in front of him. But in front of this endless number of cultivators, no one cared about the death of a cultivator from time to time, even if the sea water below was already dyed scarlet.