"Eighth Young Master, are you afraid?!"

Dugu Wuji had a fierce expression on his face and gritted his teeth.

The other party's strength was actually about the same as his, and even stronger than Weisi.

This undoubtedly felt an unspeakable humiliation for Dugu Wuji, because he had sufficient confidence in his own physical strength.

Fortunately, Ying Ziye's physical strength is not as strong as his!

Otherwise he would really cry.

"Ying Ziye, as the eighth son of the mighty Qin Empire, why did you start using aggressive tactics when you couldn't catch up with us?!"

The ninth God of War, the Primordial Chaos Demon, stood in the void, his animal skin cloak fluttering in the wind, his black hair dancing like a long snake, looking directly at Ying Ziye, with a look of disdain and disdain on his face.

"idiot!"

Ying Ziye slashed out with his sword.

Dahe Sword Intent!

The sword of the river comes from the sky!

A galaxy swept across from the sky, with endless power, blasting and blasting towards the primitive chaos demon.

The infinite sword intent and sword energy roared past.

Corrode the flesh and blood of living beings and cut off vitality!

"you!"

The original chaos demon hurriedly resisted.

The big sword in his hand was chopped down, facing the mighty sword energy river.

Miso miso miso!

Endless blades emerged, moving in the opposite direction.

Waves of sword energy and sword light rushed past, annihilating each other with the endless blades.

However, the waves of the sword intent of the great river were endless, sweeping the endless blades and harshly washing them against the original chaos demon.

After the body-protecting aura was destroyed, Dahe's sword intention was also severely weakened.

Only a few scars were left on his body, and the sword intent and sword energy eroded the flesh and blood.

Between the surge of Qi and blood.

The original chaotic demon roared ferociously and quickly recovered from his injuries.

The animal skin cloak was also torn into several holes by the sword energy, making him extremely miserable.

"Ying Ziye, you actually humiliated me like this!"

The original chaos demon cursed angrily.

"Is it humiliation? It's just that you are too stupid!"

Ying Ziye smiled lightly and said: "Such a simple provoking method is completely useless."

"I would like to see how strong you are!"

Although the strength of the five gods of war in the Temple of War is powerful, they can threaten him.

But it is far inferior to the number one war god Cang Yue Gu Ming!

What's more, there are also the elders of the army, Yuan Tiangang and others to support them.

Besides, Ying Ziye still has many trump cards...

He is confident in dealing with the five gods of war in the Temple of War, so he is naturally not afraid of the conspiracy behind them.

"Hahaha, okay!"

The white-robed immortal laughed loudly, stroking his long beard and said: "In that case, let's see if the Eighth Young Master can catch up with me!"

Seeing Ying Ziye taking the bait at this time, the White-robed Immortal changed his name to an honorific title again.

I have to say, my face changed very quickly.

The anger of Dugu Wuji and Yuan Luanmo had also calmed down at this time, and they looked at Ying Ziye with sneers.

"Great, I didn't expect this damn guy to fall into the trap!"

"Hahahaha, wait until he is introduced into the forbidden area, he will look good!"

"Hmph, arrogant boy..."

Everyone in the Temple of War thought that Ying Ziye had fallen into a trap, and couldn't help but feel happy. However, they suppressed their inner excitement out of reserve.

The five gods of war flew quickly and at full speed towards Haoxue Mountain.

Ying Ziye, the soldier leader, and the others quickly pursued him.

Although the elder soldier, Yuan Tiangang, and the sweeping monk noticed that something was wrong, they also saw Ying Ziye's plan and did not rashly dissuade him.

It's just a secret message.

"Master?!"

Yuan Tiangang and the sweeping monk looked at him and asked questions.

The military leader and elders were also puzzled.

"No problem!"

Ying Ziye waved his folding fan, chuckled, and said via voice: "Look at how they perform..."

The men and horses on both sides flew straight towards Haoxue Mountain.

High in the sky, Ying Ziye, Baipaoxian and others were constantly fighting each other.

The stream of light is flying, the sword energy is vertical and horizontal, and the sword light suddenly appears.

The huge power is as vast as a mountain.

The surrounding clouds and mist were shattered, and the strong wind was torn and annihilated!

In just a moment, you can see the majestic snow-capped mountains.

And that rich blood red color!

As the distance gets closer.

The Haoxue Mountain is majestic and towering, and the Temple of War is located in the clouds.

There are even white clouds passing by from time to time.

The spiritual energy of heaven and earth is so rich that it even creates colorful spiritual clouds.

It’s like a holy land of immortals!

It's just a blood-red hall with relief sculptures of various ferocious birds and wild beasts.

But it is extremely vicious and destroys such beauty.

“What a great place!”

Ying Ziye was full of praise and said: "The air is so fresh and refreshing."

"If the Eighth Young Master likes this place, why not cooperate with me at the War Temple!"

The white-robed immortal smiled and talked about cooperation again.

"No need!"

Ying Ziye flatly refused.

"snort!"

The white-robed fairy changed his face very quickly, snorted coldly, and said bitterly: "Then this place will become the burial place of the Eighth Young Master, and you will live here forever!"

"Don't utter arrogant words!"

Yuan Tiangang and the sweeping monk said coldly: "I'm afraid this will become your burial place."

The white-robed immortal snorted disdainfully at this.

Everyone continued to fight, and Baipaoxian and others headed straight to the back of Haoxue Mountain.

Ying Ziye, the soldier leader, and the others were in hot pursuit.

As we moved forward, the weather became colder and colder, and even became chaotic.

The strong wind roared, blowing ice, snow and clouds.

Everyone on both sides traveled another hundred miles.

Arriving deep in the Haoxue Mountain.

I saw a towering mountain peak ahead, exuding an abnormal gray-black aura.

With a radius of dozens of miles around the mountain peak, the gray-black air spreads for hundreds of miles around, revealing a strong sense of death...
To be continued...