Bai Yujing, the headquarters of the Immortal Evil Sect, is not the kind of ghostly place that people imagine, with corpses everywhere and buried under the Nine Netherworld.

Facing the rising sun, the exquisite and gorgeous white jade capital is more shocking than words can describe. The eight-hundred-mile royal city is built with white jade, as if it is floating on the nine heavens and among the colorful clouds. The city is decorated with rays of light, and the clouds wrap around the pavilions, making it even more majestic.

Misty. At first glance, it almost makes you stop breathing.

If there is another building in the White Jade Capital that is made of jade stones of other colors, it is the Immortal Altar, which is as red as blood. No one knows how many lives have been sacrificed on the altar. Perhaps, it was also originally white, but it was transformed by the blood.

Thousands of years of immersion have changed his color.

Zhao Yuelei sat quietly in the center of the altar with his sword in hand. The glow in the sky was like a battle suit draped on his body. The sword was connected to the bottom and the sky was connected to the sky. Zhao Yuelei in the blood-like glow was like a demon god from the ancient times, exuding a fierce and domineering aura.

.Turn a blind eye to the surging secret government heroes outside Bai Yujing, quietly waiting for the arrival of the masters.

After Xie Bangui and the other two rushed out of the Purgatory Valley, they heard war drums beating wildly in the east of Bai Yujing and thousands of horses neighing. When they looked up, they saw hunting flags outside Bai Yujing and clouds covering the sun. Thousands of soldiers were dressed in all white uniforms.

The steel armor, tiger head shoulder pads, and long swords shining brightly in the sun make the army even more majestic.

"White Tiger Army!"

Fatty Gao recognized the army at a glance: "How could the Secret Office have such great ability to mobilize all the White Tiger Army from the top four armies near the town?"

Before Fatty Gao finished sighing, the White Tiger Army had already charged towards the Immortal Sect main altar with their horses and swords. At the same time, a thundering roar came from Baiyu Jing: "Protect the Xingtian armored corpse, form an array."

Meet the enemy."

The ground in Bai Yujing shook violently. In the central square, the five-foot-long white jade floor tiles suddenly flipped over, and thousands of troops and horses emerged from the ground. The leader was actually twenty-one people wearing general armor, riding iron horses with copper saddles, leaning forward.

A headless corpse carrying a sword.

A headless general slowly raised his sword in his hand. Thousands of Xingtian armored corpses behind him opened their blood-red eyes at the same time. Black energy steamed around him, like a group of evil ghosts crawling out of the blood pool in hell. The spear in his hand reflected the roar

Cold light, murderous aura.

The White Tiger Army and Xing Tian's armored corpses meet on a narrow road, and no one is willing to be outdone!

Suddenly a tiger roar came from the White Tiger Army, and the arrogant and domineering energy of the King of Beasts burst out with the roar. After the sound wave passed, the waves of true energy followed, and the forward armored corpse was immediately shaken to stagger. The Xingtian armored corpse behind was also unable to move.

Afraid of the power of the White Tiger Army, he faced the pressure, brandished his sword, and fought with the Silver-armored White Tiger Army.

Since the founding of the army, the White Tiger Army has never been provoked like this. Roaring, they rushed in from two groups: left and right. The battle broke out and got out of hand.

The white tiger army's crazy swords and sharp blades blew sparks on the pearl-inlaid wall, and blood-soaked hoof prints were dotted on the white jade street. Hundreds of headless generals carried blood-dripping heads in their hands, walking freely among the white tiger army.

Killing everyone on sight without mercy. Several streams of blood instantly spilled out in the White Jade Capital. Along the broken walls, rubble and ashes flowed in all directions. However, the two armies were still fighting in the mountains of corpses and rivers of blood. The blood domain

It continued to spread under the feet of both sides.

When the war between the two sides was in full swing, the northern sky was full of roaring swords and full of glow. Countless swordsmen flew through the air with flying swords, and involuntarily attacked the low-level zombies pouring out of the White Jade Palace.

"Shuiyue Jinghua is here!" Xie Bangui squinted his eyes and said: "Shuiyue Cave, the sword is proud of the world, his reputation is well-deserved! There are also masters from Langya Fairyland and Rumeng Paradise. Will the Immortal Mansion come out in full force?"

The low-level zombies of the Immortal Holy Cult are like ants in front of these masters of the Immortal Mansion. They are slaughtered by others without the power to fight back. While the swordsmen were talking and laughing, the golden tiles and jade walls of the Immortal Holy Cult were reduced to ashes.

Corpses litter the field, and those strange corpses that don’t know what life and death are, still rush toward powerful enemies fearlessly, building the last barrier with their flesh and blood.

Zhao Yuelei, who had remained indifferent in the face of the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, suddenly opened his eyes and said to himself: "Yes, he is a master. There are three people of the same level..."

Zhao Yuelei suddenly raised his voice and said: "I, the devil Zhao Yuelei, know my name by everyone who comes here!"

"Immortal Mansion, Shuiyue Cave Heaven Sect Master, Shuiyue Jinghua." Shuiyue Jinghua stepped on the sword, as graceful as a giant. The blood-colored jade made Shuiyue Jinghua, who was dressed in white and stood proudly on the altar, even more graceful and graceful.

.His heart-wrenching elegance clearly carries a murderous aura that is as sharp as a sharp sword. It makes people regret that the world suddenly lost a person with grace and grace, and instead gained a swordsman with a cold sword and shed blood.

"In the Immortal Mansion, the master of Rumeng Blessed Land, the Drunk Scholar." A hand-held white jade wine bottle looked like a half-asleep scholar in blue shirt, strolling up to the altar. Although there were tens of thousands of troops fighting around, there was a demon in front of him.

Although the drunken scholar was still in a state of drowsiness, it seemed that the only thing in the world worthy of his attention was the wine bottle in his hand.

"Xianfu, Langya Fairyland Sect Master, Li Momo." What Zhao Yuelei didn't expect was that the powerful Langya Sect Master would be a woman. And her body actually exuded an aura similar to his own, the kind that could come and go calmly in the bloody storm.

of indifference.

"The three of you are enough to fight with me!" Zhao Yuelei laughed, his momentum rising steadily, and his whole body was like a mad sword unsheathed and proudly pointing toward the sky.

"Break the void in half a step!" The three sect masters all moved. They simply let go of their momentum and competed with the demon for dominance.

The auras of the four peerless powerful men instantly exhausted all the air near the altar, forming a vacuum zone with a radius of several miles that no one could approach. The pavilions and pavilions touched by the aftermath of the true energy exploded amidst the explosions.

turned into dust,

A swirling dragon-like zhenqi spiraled up from the center, rising higher and higher with a heart-rending roar. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a whirlpool of zhenqi that was hundreds of feet high and spread in all directions.

The secret police who were watching the battle in the distance could clearly see the men and horses fighting close to the altar being instantly drawn into the vortex of true energy. They were twisted into pieces of meat the size of rice grains by the violent energy and flung out from the vortex.

The pieces of meat flying in all directions were like sharp arrows, capable of breaking through armor and piercing walls. Those who didn't have time to retreat were beaten into honeycomb-like corpses by those who didn't know the difference between friend and foe.

Thousands of troops instinctively retreated to the edge of Bai Yujing, and they strangled together again until a relatively safe position. Looking at it, the troops on both sides seemed to be trapped in the boundless dark red waves. You don't have to go deep into the battlefield to feel that

A shocking intimidation. Especially the cyclone in the sea of ​​people, which is like a stormy sea, can be intimidating.

Suddenly, Zhao Yuelei's roar came from the cyclone: ​​"Two girls, clear away all the idle people in the five areas of the altar. No one is allowed to disturb this battle."

As soon as he finished speaking, two bloody figures suddenly appeared in the depths of Bai Yujing. They formally pursued and killed the Five Poisons of Lingya but failed. Instead, Zhao Yuelei brought Mei Xin'er and Diexian Xiaocai into Bai Yujing.
Chapter completed!