Boom!

At this moment, blood surged, and the aura of death suddenly erupted. There was a rumbling sound, and row after row of Yin soldiers wearing dark-colored battle clothes walked out of it, and the strong aura of death filled the air.

Thousands of Yin soldiers were heavily armored, their spears flashed, and they were surrounded by blood, exuding an evil aura as terrifying as death.

Under the bloody water, it was like a devil's abyss. At this time, warriors wearing armor kept coming out, and the yin energy was lingering.

The expressions on the faces of the powerful men in the wilderness and the soldiers in the prehistoric era changed.

roar!

In front of all the Yin soldiers, stood the general. At this time, his face was flashing with black light, and black energy was lingering. He roared and shot, overwhelming the surroundings. The terrifying murderous aura swept across the sky, and emitted a strange magical sound of howling ghosts and wolves, which made people feel ecstasy.

crack.

Countless Yin soldiers are killing in all directions!

Rows of Yin soldiers, heavily armored and cold, came over like a torrent of steel, causing the expressions of the two Huang soldiers to change.

The powerful man's divine bow swept across the eight wastelands and hit the beast's claw, making a thunderous explosion. The void was completely deformed, but it was unable to completely shatter the terrifying beast's claw.

Yan Yu's pure white hair was disheveled, and she was enveloped in awe-inspiring aura. The sword light fell down from the sky and hit the fierce beast, making a sonorous sound.

"His soul is a weakness. The existence of the cursed object is the existence of the soul formed by the curse. His body is already strong, and after being tempered by the curse, it becomes even more terrifying." said the strong man in the wilderness.

"Ding ding dong dong!"

Yan Yuqing heard the words, his blue clothes were floating, like a banished immortal, ethereal and elegant. He sat cross-legged in the void and plucked the strings. Brilliant sound blades were flying all over the sky, and the brilliance in the eyebrows was blooming. Wisp after wisp of star power

The sound continued to flow out, and the Fuxi Qin appeared in his hand. The sound was sweet, and the murderous intent was cold. One after another, the silver light blades shattered the void and struck down. Countless notes were absorbed into the soul of the ferocious beast. It roared continuously.

Divine Soul Suppression must be a strong person in the Earthly Desolation. Honghuang pays more attention to the cultivation of the Divine Soul. In comparison, Yan Yuqing's Divine Soul is even more powerful.

"roar!"

The ferocious beast roared furiously, and then the scorpion's tail swept across the sky, and the faint light flickered. It obviously contained poison and wanted to penetrate Yan Yuqing.

The strong man from the wilderness roared, the divine bow roared, the blazing divine light was dazzling, and blue arrows continuously shot out, hitting the scorpion's tail. The cold air emitted, trying to freeze the beast.

Boom!

Under the bloody water, there was another roar, and a figure appeared, instantly blowing away the unprepared Dihuang strongman. The demonic energy was so strong that the Dihuang strongman vomited blood from his mouth. Yan Yuqing also opened his eyes in surprise, only to see what was in front of him.

The man's red hair is like a waterfall, flashing with a strange brilliance, and his whole body is filled with demonic flames. He is like an unparalleled demon king who dominates the world and controls the ups and downs of the earth.

"Zhu Rong!"

The eyelids of the strong man in Dihuang twitched. The person in front of him was too familiar. The ancestral witches still existed in Dihuang and constituted the main body of the Dihuang witch clan. In fact, those who really still have the blood of the witch clan are the several great ancestors.

Most of the Wu tribe and other Wu tribes are no longer pure blood. They are the descendants of the intermarriage between the Wu tribe and the original race of Dihuang.

However, there is no doubt about the power of the ancestral witches. No matter how powerful the soul witches, blood witches and other branches of the witch clan are, they still obey the ancestral witches. However, in the battlefield of gods and demons, all the ancestral witches disappear. Even the ancestral witches in the wilderness have pure abilities.

All the blood ancestral witches disappeared, leaving the wasteland with a large loss of powerful men.

However, I didn't expect to see Zhu Rong here and under such circumstances.

"He is Zhu Rong!" Yan Yuqing was also stunned.

"Woo!"

The piercing demonic sound made people tremble with fear, and the evil spirit filled the surrounding areas. The ferocious sound of the scorpion-tailed beast roared towards Yan Yuqing, while Zhu Rong also waved his fist and killed the powerful man in the wilderness.

"They are possessed by a curse!"

The face of the strong man in the wilderness changed, and the vast ocean appeared behind him, and then the sun gradually rose in the ocean, cutting through the darkness and mist. He pushed the sun forward and fought against Zhu Rong.

Zhu Rong's billowing demonic energy filled the nine heavens and flooded the entire sky. Finally, his arms shook together, sending out earth-shattering fluctuations and blasting the powerful man from the wilderness away, causing him to vomit blood and break his laws.

Yan Yuqing also had a hard time. The beast's body was too hard, strange, filled with sinister energy, and bone-chilling cold. They hit it from a high altitude above the clouds, causing the clouds to scatter in all directions. The body of the beast was as towering as a mountain, exuding unparalleled oppression.

Feeling, it stretched its claws across the air, as heavy as a mountain, and completely flattened an ancient peak. It suddenly collapsed with a rumble, a rumble, rocks rolled down, and smoke rose into the sky.

Yan Yuqing circled around, a tragic aura surging.

However, in the sea of ​​blood, Yin soldiers kept pouring out, killing in all directions, like a black torrent, killing in all directions.

It was like a black flood that was about to sweep across the world. This scene was really terrifying.

Moreover, among the black army, Yan Yuqing saw several figures who were no weaker than the ancestral witch Zhu Rong. Their auras were powerful and their evil aura was shocking. Thinking back to the time when the ancestral witch was robbed, those figures were probably the same as those of the ancestral witch Zhu Rong.

A cursed ancestral witch like Wu Zhurong.

boom!

As the Yin soldiers continued to walk out of the blood, finally, a dark palace emerged from the blood. It was a majestic hall, surrounded by dark and strange sculptures. In the twelve directions of the hall, stood these twelve

A man in black, with a strange aura.

"Is this the lost taboo palace of the witchcraft?" the powerful man in the wilderness exclaimed.

The Cult Witch Way is a well-known sect among countless practicing cursed witch tribes in the wilderness. However, it has declined a long time ago because the master of the Cult Witch Way once took away the "Witch Book" and lost it in Xuanhuang. After that, the Cult Witch Way

The Tao has not fallen.

There is a forbidden palace in the Witch Way. It is said to be the place where the first generation of the Witch Way master died. It has the power of a forbidden curse. Even if many strong people who practice curses enter, they will be cursed. This makes this temple extremely famous.

, but after the decline of the Witch Way, this palace also disappeared into the wilderness. I never thought that it would appear here.

Yan Yuqing did not know the origin of this palace, but he could feel the oppression brought by the palace, an oppression that could only be felt by the ancient supreme being who faced the existence of those taboos.

"Walk!"

At this moment, Yan Yuqing had no idea of ​​continuing to struggle. Facing the Ancient Supreme, even Hunyuan could only die. Especially the Supreme who had returned to his peak was far from comparable to the Supreme before absorbing the power of the Immortal Tomb.

Tell the saints this news!

Yan Yuqing thought that his mind had already fallen on Confucianism, so he let his clone who stayed in Confucianism quickly go to inform the saint. I am afraid that only the saints can fight against such a strong man!

Not only him, but also the powerful man in the wilderness was also fleeing, and Zhu Rong was chasing him like a madman.

boom!
Chapter completed!