The surging thunder snake swam between the sky and the earth, and restrictions appeared in an illusion, overlapping on the cracks.
Ye Chen stood with his sword in hand, taking another step to reach the outside world.
The sound of killing below gradually dissipated, blood flowed into a river, and the corpses of hundreds of thousands of Demon Palace warriors piled up into a corpse mountain thousands of feet high.
A dense forest of tombstones stood in the sea of blood, and a sharp aura filled the tombstones.
Arriving through the air, Sandai, Mo Che, Qianchuan Ya, Yuchen, Fatty Xiao, Jiaozi, Prince and others all stared solemnly at the crack, as the extremely terrifying space rules stirred above it.
"This seal is mainly based on time rules and space rules. Later, the second generation and I added many restrictions to this seal."
"To completely dissipate this crack, we must have the cultivation level of the fourth generation to use the rules of life and death to transform into a blood moon to suppress this place."
Standing with his hands behind his back, Sandai said softly, "Or, a warrior who has stepped into a state of defeat can use the rules of time and space to repair this crack."
"So, this hard battle is unavoidable." Ye Chen said calmly, as the pressure from outside the territory became more and more terrifying.
"Right now, you and I should discuss how to deal with the upcoming Tiangang army!" Although he was worried about the situation of Second Meng, Ye Chen still kept a calm mind.
"The Tiangang army is extremely powerful, and the armies of many powerful countries cannot be compared to our Martial God army."
"In addition to this terrifying army, the emperor's strength has all stepped into the world of martial arts. Even the emperor of a powerful country has condensed the original body, two or even three ways."
"With my current strength, it is not difficult to contain several warriors who have condensed their original bodies." Sandai whispered: "With Mo Che and others, it will not be a problem even if six or seven true warriors with original bodies appear in Tiangang.
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"Are you worried about the armies of the Tiangang Kingdoms?" Ye Chen raised his eyes slightly and pointed out with his sword. The three rules of life and death, killing, and cause and effect appeared in an illusion and merged into the tens of thousands of restrictions in front of him.
Humanity seals, mysterious restrictions emerged, superimposed on the cracks.
The third generation raised his head and sighed slightly: "The strength of the Tiangang armies cannot be underestimated, and the harm they cause to the Martial God Continent far exceeds that of those martial arts experts."
Ye Chen was silent. After a moment, he said: "In this case, as long as the armies of the Tiangang countries are completely kept out of the territory!"
"Senior you, Teacher, Prince, Qianchuanya, Yuchen, and Jiaozi will control the many powerful people in Tiangang, while the armies of the Tiangang countries will be left to me. Fatty, Rizhao, Yue Jiansc and others!"
"There are still more than 100,000 guardians here. Although they are not many, their strength is above the soul martial realm, which is enough to compare with the more than one million Tiangang army!" Looking around at the guardians, Mo Che whispered: "I have already condemned
Send guardians to Luoxia Imperial Capital, Jade Emperor Palace, and Sword God Gate. As long as we can hold on for half a day, reinforcements will arrive."
"Among the Tiangang countries, Qin is the strongest. Its cavalry is victorious in every battle and is invincible. The strength of the other countries of Han, Chu, Wei, Yan, Zhao and Qi cannot be underestimated."
"If all the countries gather together, the more than 100,000 guardians present may be buried here." The prince said calmly, his tone a little solemn.
"No matter how many armies come, they will never reach the God of War!" Ye Chen's tone was firm and unquestionable.
Looking into each other's eyes, the prince chuckled and said, "I believe this!"
"Kill as many as you come!" the proud man said with murderous intent. The sword in his hand was still stained with blood.
"I've been looking forward to it for a long time, Tiangang Powerful One." Fatty Xiao chuckled, without any fear in his eyes.
"Fight!" More than 100,000 guardians shouted in unison. They practice martial arts in order to use the swords in their hands to defend the holy land under their feet, the land of the God of War. The people of Tiangang will not trample on them, and those who trample on them will be killed without mercy!
Fight! The fighting spirit surged into the sky, and the surrounding blood mist dispersed to both sides, creating a torrential rain of blood.
Buzz! The sound of the sword echoed in the sword tomb, like a magic sound that lingered for a long time.
The violent thunder retreated to both sides, and more than 100,000 guards gathered behind Ye Chen, tightly holding the swords in their hands. Even if Tiangang's tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of troops arrived, they were not afraid!
Kill! Kill! Kill! The roaring sounds of killing came out from the cracks, setting off thunderous flames.
Ye Chen looked back at the blood-red sword curtain. Thousands of guardians had been buried here. Perhaps today, some of them would be buried here forever.
"I send my message to Han Xing, but I recommend it to the God of War with my blood!" Ye Chen raised the Qilin Sword in his hand and took the lead to step outside the territory, and a majestic momentum emerged.
"Blood-recommended Martial God!" More than 100,000 guardians roared in unison, following Ye Chen, and their majestic momentum silenced the churning thunder beneath their feet.
Looking at this scene, Sandai and Mo Che both had a look of relief in their eyes.
The enemy is strong and not scary. As long as there is hope, everyone will persevere, and this Moon God is the hope of the Martial God Continent.
Fatty Xiao remained silent and followed closely behind Ye Chen.
"We have been rivals for several lifetimes, but in the end, you and I actually became partners, completely subverting the chess game." Rubbing his brows, the prince caught a glimpse of the proud man who was filled with murderous intent. He raised his left hand and gently patted the proud man on the shoulder.
Go up, smile evilly, and step into the crack.
"You're not enjoying this feeling very much now, are you?" Looking at the prince's back, Ri'er smiled and also stepped outside the territory.
"This guy!" A rare smile appeared on the corner of Jiaozi's mouth, he gripped the sword tightly and followed closely.
Whoosh! The bright sword rainbows passed through the thunder pool and disappeared into the cracks.
In the dim sky and earth, a man dressed in blood floated over. Ye Chen stood at the front with a sword. More than 100,000 people did not make a sound. Their aura was completely integrated into the heaven and earth. The silence was terrifying, but their blood was boiling.
A terrifying oppression comes from the end of the world. The oppression is getting stronger and stronger, and the fighting spirit in everyone's hearts is getting stronger and stronger.
Bang bang! A mighty army of more than ten thousand appeared at the end of the sky like a tide. A thousand-foot-long heavenly dragon pulled a huge dragon chariot. Yan Ruxue and Zhao Xiao sat on it, looking down into the distance.
Kill! Kill! Kill! The tens of thousands of troops roared in unison, and the horses neighed even more, turning into lingering sounds that echoed throughout the world tens of millions of miles around.
"Martial God Continent, I have been waiting for this for a long time!" Zhao Xiao stood up, stood on the dragon chariot, stood with his hands behind his hands, looking at the vast nebula in front of him from a distance, looking at it, there seemed to be no end.
"This will be the place where I, the great Yan'erlang, will make great achievements, and it will also be where my great Yan's opportunities lie." Yan Ruxue stood up and quietly looked at the Martial God Nebula in the distance.
Bang bang! The footsteps led by the tens of thousands of troops were extremely loud, like thousands of thunders.
The overwhelming murderous intent came towards him. Ye Chen raised his eyes slightly and looked at the figure that appeared in his sight. Is this the army of the Tiangang Kingdoms?
Looking at the war flags rustling in the distance, the prince secretly breathed a sigh of relief and chuckled: "Tiangang Zhao Kingdom and Tiangang Yan Kingdom!"
"More than ten million troops, Zhao State and Yan State!" The three generations sneered again and again. Does Tiangang really think that there is no one in the Martial God, and that just two countries can sweep across the Martial God Continent?
"There are only two countries!" Ye Chen frowned slightly. Tiangang has carefully planned for thousands of years. If the seal here is broken, the Tiangang countries will inevitably sweep in. Why are there only two countries? The only explanation is that they found another
crack.
"The Jade Emperor has changed!" Ye Chen whispered. This sentence made Mo Che, Fatty Xiao, Qianchuanya, Yuchen and others change their expressions.
"What happened?" Sandai asked.
"A Tiangang warrior who has been reincarnated for several lifetimes sneaked into the Jade Emperor's Palace and used his magical power to break the seal above the Jade Emperor's Palace!"
"The cracks in the seal are not just here, there is also one over there in the Jade Emperor Palace." Ye Chen whispered.
Before the words were finished, the expressions of the third generation, the prince, the proud son and others all changed, and they all realized the seriousness of this matter.
"In other words, the Jade Emperor Palace may be resisting the Tiangang armies at this moment, and the hope of the Jade Emperor Palace sending reinforcements is extremely slim." Mo Che sighed slightly.
"No problem!" Ye Chen said calmly, holding his sword and walking forward, "Even if there are no reinforcements, I will never let these people set foot on the Martial God Continent!"
Although the figure in front of him was a little thin, no one present would doubt this statement.
Kill! Kill! Kill! The sounds of killing became louder and louder, and the tens of thousands of troops were less than ten thousand feet away from Ye Chen and others.
At this moment, Yan Ruxue and Zhao Xiao, who were standing on the dragon chariot, discovered where Ye Chen and others were, with a sneer on their lips. Are these lowly people? (To be continued...)
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