Chapter 1183: Return to Valkyrie, Millions of Lions
On the sixth floor of the Sword Tomb, the dead city once again fell into endless silence.
The Gate of Bones, made of piles of white bones, stands in the void, and the sword pillar reaching the sky shines with a faint light.
Thunder flashed across the sky from time to time, bringing with it a bright flash of lightning.
Tick tock! Tick tock! Blood rained down one after another, splashing with blood flowers.
Standing in the center of the square, Huo Qilin and others looked up at the gate of the Ten Thousand Bone Sword Tomb above.
It has been several days since Ye Chen stepped into the seventh floor of the Sword Tomb. Over the past few days, the oppression coming from the gate of the Ten Thousand Bone Sword Tomb has become more and more terrifying.
This kind of oppression made Mu Chen and others unable to move, and they could only retreat a hundred feet away.
"Nothing will happen in five days!" Fatty Xiao whispered. Inside the gate of the Ten Thousand Bone Sword Tomb, he noticed a very familiar aura, the aura of the third generation.
The fire of Qilin's origin was surrounding him, and Fire Qilin's eyes flashed with contemplation. He also sensed the aura of the three generations.
"Have the three generations not fallen yet?" Thinking of this, Huo Qilin had a vague expectation in his heart that he could finally see his old friend after a long time.
Blood rained down one after another, and the rising curtain of rain drowned the six people.
Until the seventh day, a melodious sword chant came out from the door of the deathly silent Ten Thousand Bones Sword Tomb, breaking the deathly silence over the dead city.
A majestic will rushed out from the gate of the Tomb of Ten Thousand Bone Swords and shot straight into the sky.
The rain of blood that lasted for several days turned into nothing under the impact of this will.
Feeling the oppression brought by this will, Huo Qilin and others breathed a sigh of relief. This was Ye Chen's martial arts will.
Ripples of space rippled into the illusory door, and a man dressed in white stepped out of the ripples of space. The man was dressed in white like snow, and it was Ye Chen.
Six sword corpses followed each other like shadows and appeared behind Ye Chen.
Facing those eyes that were as bright as stars, Qianchuan Xue breathed a sigh of relief, "Finally it's here!"
Arriving through the air, Ye Chen said, "Sorry for keeping you waiting for so long!"
"How is the situation in the sword tomb on the seventh floor?" Huo Qilin asked impatiently.
Looking around, Ye Chen finally looked at the five sarcophagi and tombstones in front of him, smiled slightly, and said: "Just as you expected. He has not died!"
He has not fallen! Huo Qilin and Fatty Xiao were both shocked. They knew who he was.
After several days of conversations, Ye Chen asked the third generation for advice on some cultivation issues and the reasons for the Moon God Mark and the Supreme Throne before leaving the seventh level of the Sword Tomb.
Although the third generation could not leave the sword tomb at the moment, when Ye Chen left, the third generation told Ye Chen a message: "The seventh level of the sword tomb is opened, and the abyss of life and death and hell where the sword tomb is located will be connected one after another. In a few months,
The restrictions between Hell and the Martial God Continent will dissipate and be completely integrated." This means that Ye Chen does not need to use a large amount of blood crystals to open the Void Sword Dao, and millions of lions from Hell can easily reach the Martial God Continent.
Level everything for Ye Chen.
Turning around, Ye Chen looked at the lifeless city of death and said: "Leave here first. As for the seventh floor of the sword tomb, we will talk about it later!"
The seventh-level sword tomb involves the turmoil that occurred thousands of years ago. If this matter spreads in the Martial God Continent, it will have a greater impact. Therefore, Ye Chen does not want to make it public yet.
In addition to Mu Chen and others, there are many hell warriors here. Although these hell warriors are all affiliated with the Blood Prison, Ye Chen does not want these people to know about this matter.
Over the city of death, the illusory door leading to the abyss of life and death condenses.
"Let's go!" Ye Chen waved his hand and led everyone directly into the door of illusion.
The abyss of life and death. The two qi of life and death hover in the void, occasionally making a loud roar and causing faint ripples in space.
More than ninety figures stepped out from the ripples of space, the first of whom was dressed in white, which was as white as the snow.
In the abyss of life and death, meteorites were floating below. Ye Chen looked at the two energies of life and death around him, closed his eyes, and his powerful soul force surged out, setting off huge waves in the sky.
"So that's it, the Heaven of Life and Death separates the Abyss of Life and Death from Hell!"
"Now that the restrictions in the Heaven of Life and Death have dissipated, ordinary warriors can reach the Heaven of Life and Death, and reaching the end of the Heaven of Life and Death can reach the abyss of life and death." Ye Chen opened his eyes and raised a smile at the corner of his mouth.
The biggest obstacle between hell and the Martial God Continent is the abyss of life and death. To step into the abyss of life and death, a large amount of blood crystals are needed. The dynasty's millions of blood prison troops have to enter the abyss of life and death, which is enough to empty out the blood crystals in hell.
However, this problem disappeared as the restriction dissipated. Ye Chen's eyes showed a smile, "As long as I am willing, a million blood prison troops can reach the Martial God Continent in a few days and flatten everything."
Huo Qilin and others were surprised, and they also noticed the difference in the abyss of life and death.
"The breath of hell, I actually detect the breath of lonely hell here?" Young Master Su opened his eyes, surprised.
"At the end of the sky of life and death is the abyss of life and death. To enter the abyss of life and death, the Blood Prison Army no longer needs the Void Sword Dao." Ye Chen said.
A few days later, at the edge of the abyss of life and death, the crowd was stirring.
Several sky-reaching sword pillars shot straight into the sky, and the pillars formed the Sword Pillar Gate, with terrifying power permeating it.
In front of the pitch-black Void Sword Way, the crowd was trembling, and tens of thousands of warriors stood in unison in front of the Void Sword Way.
Whoosh! The sharp sound of breaking wind gradually sounded, and the figures of Ye Chen and others floated.
More than 10,000 blood prison warriors shouted in unison: "I have seen the emperor!"
Mixed with true energy, the shouts soared into the sky with great momentum.
Stepping out of the air, Ye Chen looked down at the people below and said calmly: "Is everyone here?"
"I report to the Emperor, except for a few fallen warriors, everyone has arrived!" In the Moon God Camp, a warrior stepped out of the air and shouted loudly.
Tens of thousands of sharp auras gathered together to form a general trend, suppressing the surrounding void.
Hearing this, Ye Chen nodded, stepped out, looked at the dark void sword path in front of him, and said, "It's time to go back!"
From time to time, a roar came from the pitch-black Void Sword Way, like a black hole, with a terrifying tearing force spreading across it. All the spiritual energy of heaven and earth that was close to the Void Sword Way was strangely dissipated in it.
The terrifying tearing force surged out, tearing apart the void. As Ye Chen stepped out, the turbulent space immediately stopped. A force of martial arts pressure suppressed the void, which also suppressed the tearing force in the void swordsmanship, "Lu Qing!
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"My subordinates are here!" Lu Qing stepped out of the air and shouted.
Ding! A crisp sword chant sounded, and a sword-shaped jade appeared in Ye Chen's hand. Ye Chen pulled his sword fingers, and his terrifying martial arts will was integrated into the jade.
"Give this jade to Liu Dong and listen to his orders!" The jade fell into Lu Qing's hands, and at the same time, Ye Chen's voice sounded in Lu Qing's ears.
Hearing this, Lu Qing's eyes were slightly disappointed. Originally, he wanted to go to Martial God Continent with Ye Chen, but who knew that at this juncture, Ye Chen would actually send him to Samsara City.
Seeing the disappointment in Lu Qing's eyes, Ye Chen raised a smile and said: "In two months, you will lead the millions of lions from the Blood Prison to fight against the God of War!"
Ye Chen's words made the disappointment in Lu Qing's eyes disappear, replaced by a burst of excitement, "No!"
Good men have ambitions in all directions. Now the hell has been leveled by the Blood Prison, and the Blood Prison Dynasty has been established. The fighting spirit of the millions of Blood Prison troops has not dissipated because of this. Hell has been leveled, but the God of War still has not.
Not only Lu Qing was excited, but the elites of the Blood Prison Army who followed Ye Chen were also excited. The Martial God Continent was the stage for them to make achievements.
Lu Qing took the sword order and left. Seeing Lu Qing leave, Ye Chen just turned around, looked at the sword path in the sky just a few feet away, and said to himself: "I'm finally going back. Do my old friends from the past still remember me?"
"Sword Commander, do you want Liu Dong to come here with a million blood prison troops?" Fire Qilin came through the air and said.
Hearing this, Ye Chen shook his head and said, "This is just one of them. One million blood prison troops are far from enough!"
"On the Martial God Continent, there are hundreds of sects, thousands of aristocratic families, and the three major palaces are rampant. If only one million blood prison troops can't flatten them, then tens of millions of blood prison troops will be needed!"
"Wherever my sword points, millions of lions will immediately trample it to the ground. Even the three palaces cannot stop the impact of millions of blood prison troops!" Ye Chen said lightly with cold eyes, "I only tell Liu Dong one thing.
If you say that, I want everyone in hell to be a blood prison army!"
Hearing this, Fatty Xiao and others were shocked. Although Hell is not as big as the Martial God Continent, there are billions of creatures in Hell. They can easily form an army of tens of millions of Blood Prisons, and that's not all.
Before he finished speaking, Ye Chen took the lead in stepping into the Void Sword Way and shouted: "Let's go!"
"The Blood Hell raises its sails and its sword points to the sky!"
"Rebuilding the mountains and rivers, I am the only one in bloody hell!"
Tens of thousands of blood prison elites shouted in unison, starting today, the blood prison officially entered the Martial God to fight against the Martial God!
The whole world is not the royal land, and the shores of the land are not the royal ministers. The battle flag of the Blood Prison Dynasty must be planted in every corner of the Martial God Continent...
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