Looking from a distance, the sky washed by the blood rain seemed to be hung with a thin layer of blood-colored gauze.
The pungent smell of blood filled the air. Stepping out of the Suowu Hell, the young man who escaped from the trap looked at the hell with a little worry. He thanked the old man Su Jun on the side and said, "Old man Su, why don't my benefactors come with us to the hell?" Fuck the empire?”
The old man Su Junxie glanced meaningfully at the Door of Illusion and sighed silently: "Han Zun has arrived in South Korea. It only takes a few moments for Han Zun to appear here. If no one stays to restrain Han Zun, everyone present will How can my clansmen leave safely!"
After saying this, the old man showed a look of admiration on his face: "My benefactor stayed here to help us hold Han Zun back!"
"Then I'll stay here!" The young man's eyes showed firmness: "I, Jiang Liu, are definitely not someone who is afraid of death!"
"Nonsense!" the old man shouted sternly: "If you and I stay here, we will become a burden to our benefactor!"
"A burden!" The young man's eyes dimmed in vain. When he recalled the scene where Ye Chen easily killed Zhang Ping, he knew that his benefactor's strength must be the existence of three original bodies.
"This is why my benefactor asked us to leave here. You two, if you continue chatting here, you won't be able to leave in a while!"
The young woman twisted her slender waist. At this moment, she had put on a white dress. Her face, which had not been exposed to the sun for a long time, was a little pale, but she could not hide her noble temperament.
"Luo Li is right. If I wait here for a few more breaths, my benefactor will hold Han Zun back for a few more breaths!"
The old man nodded, turned around resolutely, and rushed toward the east with more than ten thousand warrior gods and tribes.
Seeing Jiang Liu's expression hesitant, the young woman grabbed Jiang Liu's neck with her slender hands and followed closely.
Boom! Millions or even tens of millions of sword lights swept across the sky and earth, and endless sword energy swept out.
Standing in the hell, Ye Chen's eyes opened slightly. Outside the hell, the words of the old man and others could be clearly heard in his ears. Seeing the tens of thousands of warrior gods leaving, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Whoosh! The violent black wind passed by and merged into the black tornado.
A terrifying tearing force spread out from the black tornado, tearing the surrounding world apart.
"This endless source of Gangfeng must not be wasted!"
"Now that we cannot condense the source of Gangfeng into our body, we can only integrate these sources of Gangfeng into our body!"
Ye Chen secretly calculated in his heart: "Suowu Hell is tens of millions of miles away from Xinzheng, the imperial capital of South Korea. Even at Han Zun's speed, it will take a while to get there!"
"This little time is enough for me to control the black tornado in front of me!" Ye Chen murmured softly, stepped up and walked towards the black tornado.
Crack! A flimsy white coat made a hunting sound. The long hair on Ye Chen's back danced like a snake. A terrifying will surged out of his body, filling the world and suppressing the strong wind in the sky.
This black wind is extremely terrifying. The power contained in it is enough to tear apart space.
Even Zhang Ping, who was previously guarding Hell, did not dare to approach, but stood a hundred feet away.
Whoosh! The black wind swept in and hit Ye Chen. The force contained in it was enough to weigh tens of millions of kilograms.
"Although the Gangfeng Rules are not as good at tempering the body as the Thunder Rules, they are better than nothing!" Ye Chen murmured softly. With the terror of his body now, he withstood the impact of the Gangfeng Rules without any damage.
Holding the bleeding Qilin Sword, Ye Chen stepped into the black tornado unhurriedly.
The tearing force within it is enough to tear a martial artist into pieces.
"The hell in Qi State is the source of endless fire, and here is the source of endless wind!"
"It seems that the only opportunity for me to break through in the future is to look for it in the hells of various countries. Then there are only two sources of rules: life and death, cause and effect!" Ye Chen pondered, and sat down cross-legged. His long hair suddenly danced wildly behind him.
Then, a tearing force more terrifying than the black tornado spread out from Ye Chen's body. At this moment, Ye Chen was like a black hole. Any black wind that came close to him would roll towards Ye Chen crazily and merge into Ye Chen.
in vivo.
Bang bang! A dull sound echoed in Ye Chen's body. Ye Chen's whole body was like a demon, filled with a terrifying aura, and its black tornado was shrinking rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
At the same time, the imperial capital of South Korea, Xinzheng!
Han Zun looked at the ruins of the imperial palace with a gloomy and terrifying expression. Several surviving ministers stood behind him and said solemnly: "After that man appeared, he used a magical power, and a terrifying giant palm appeared in the sky. Important civil and military ministers
He and my emperor took action one after another, and even used the power of the empire to break open this giant palm. However, in vain, a terrifying force appeared on the giant palm, breaking the offensive of my emperor and others. When the giant palm fell, everyone in the imperial palace was shocked.
No one is spared!"
Having said this, the minister raised his head, glanced at Han Zun, and said worriedly: "Emperor, a few days ago, our emperor sent envoys to the front line to sue for peace with the Qin army and ceded dozens of counties. Now if Qin is allowed to
If the army knows about the death of our emperor and the three princes and nine ministers, the Qin army may not agree to the peace proposal and continue to attack our country. With the current strength of the empire, it cannot stop the Qin army's invasion!"
"Seek peace!" Han Zun raised his brows, and a wave of coercion turned into a storm and swept across the sky, "Cede counties and ask for peace? Who came up with this bastard idea?"
Boom! Under this pressure, everyone in the air fell to their knees one after another, saying in panic: "This is the attention of the civil and military ministers of the dynasty. Due to the persecution of the ministers, my emperor has to take action!"
"Trash!" Han Zun snorted coldly. In the past, he knew that these Korean nobles were greedy for pleasure and extremely cowardly, but he did not expect that they would do such a spineless thing. "Where is Zhang Liang?"
In that bloody rain, Han Zun never noticed Zhang Liang's aura, which meant that Zhang Liang had not died.
"My emperor took back the military power from Zhang Liang, and Zhang Liang left Korea!" This minister lowered his head so much that it touched the ground, and did not dare to look directly at Han Zun's figure.
"It's so stupid!" Han Zun's eyes were filled with anger. Among the many descendants of the Korean nobles, he only valued Zhang Liang and even wanted to accept Zhang Liang as his disciple. Who knew that Zhang Liang would be forced away by these mediocre officials? At this moment, Han Zun finally tried to reach Wei Dynasty.
This is the taste he uses.
"Hmph! Fifth generation, you destroyed the foundation of my empire. I will bear this hatred in my heart!"
"If it weren't for the Emperor's promise, I would have to cut you into pieces!"
Endless anger spread in Han Zun's heart. He knew who the enemy was but couldn't move, which made Han Zun feel a sense of humiliation.
However, at this moment, a vague fluctuation appeared between the heaven and the earth.
Han Zun's expression suddenly changed, and a deafening roar rose into the sky: "Five generations, I will fight with you until death in this life!"
The sound turned into the sound of heaven and earth and swept across. Under the gaze of countless doubtful eyes, Han Zun's entire figure disappeared directly between heaven and earth, and a bright sword rainbow swept straight past Suowu Hell.
…
Hell, the deathly silence is terrifying.
The howling of the Gangfeng had dissipated at some point, and the entire hell seemed to have become a desolate existence.
Ye Chen fell in the sky, and wisps of breeze lingered around him.
The black tornado had dissipated and completely integrated into Ye Chen's body.
The Moon God's mark glowed with a faint silver light, and Ye Chen's face turned slightly pale. Controlling the origin of such a majestic wind was also an extremely energy-consuming task for him.
Bang bang! At this moment, the dead hell shook in vain.
An unprecedented oppression suddenly descended into hell and enveloped Ye Chen.
Ye Chen's eyes suddenly opened, his eyes sparkling with anticipation: "It's finally here!"
Before he finished speaking, the huge illusory door in front of him suddenly shattered.
Hell shook violently, and an aura like an ancient ferocious beast appeared in front.
"I didn't expect you to dare to wait for me here!" A cold voice suddenly sounded, and Han Zun's figure walked out of the broken illusory door. This illusory door was blasted open by his punch!
Boom! An unprecedented coercion fell on Ye Chen. Ye Chen knew that the moment Han Zun appeared, his aura locked him.
After getting up, Ye Chen looked at Han Zun calmly and said calmly: "I have been here to congratulate you for a long time. It is rare to meet the emperor who is alone. How can I miss this opportunity?"
Listening to the provocation in Ye Chen's words, Han Zun laughed angrily: "Arrogant!" (To be continued)