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The earth-shattering rainbow galloped out, and Yan Zun's whole body was filled with a layer of cold air, especially his eyes, which were like crystal clear ice cubes.
The rain of blood flying from heaven to earth made him feel inexplicably uneasy, "Zhao Zun has fallen!"
"Zhao Kingdom's Suowu Hell, the hell was broken and fell into the hands of the Five Dynasties!"
"Zhao Zun's fall is absolutely inseparable from this hell. It's just that the strength of the fifth generation was able to cause Zhao Zun to fall!"
While galloping, Yan Zun's thoughts were changing rapidly, and a look of uncertainty appeared on his brow.
Han Zun and Wei Zun undoubtedly caused the overall strength of the Six Nations to drop a lot. Now that Zhao Zun has fallen, it has to be a huge blow to Yan Zun and others.
"Qi Zun and Chu Zun should also be aware of this movement, if Zhao Zun really fell into the hands of the Five Dynasties!"
"Then today's fifth generation, its strength has grown enough for us to take it seriously!"
"Such a fifth generation cannot be allowed to survive!" Cold murderous intent flashed in Yan Zun's eyes, and wherever the sword rainbow passed by, it was covered in ice for thousands of miles.
At the same time, from the west and north of Zhao State, there was also a shocking sword rainbow coming straight towards them.
Boom! The mighty booming sound is endless, and three waves of shocking oppression rush directly into the hell of Zhao Kingdom.
In the hell of Zhao Kingdom, Ye Chen was as silent as an old monk sitting in meditation.
There was rain of blood, and the warm spring breeze turned into a fishy wind, and the pungent smell of blood filled the sky and the earth.
In the distance, Wen Ran stared at Ye Chen unblinkingly, as if he was admiring a perfect work of art.
Under Wen Ran's gaze, Bodhi's phantom suddenly overlapped with Ye Chen's body. Ye Chen seemed to be an enlightened monk, with a faint glow glowing in his body.
Hiss! Clusters of flames suddenly rose up in Ye Chen's body. This was the fire of cause and effect.
The blood rain around him evaporated, and Ye Chen seemed to be sitting in the blood mist. The blood mist and glow alternated, making him look evil and sacred.
"Seventy-eight breaths!" Wen Ran recited silently in his heart, his soft green hair swaying in the wind, with an indescribable charm. It was not until he reached a hundred breaths in silence that a smile appeared on Wen Ran's lips and he walked towards Ye Chen.
His eyes opened. Ye Chen's eyes met Wen Ran who was walking towards him with lotus steps, and he smiled slightly: "Just right!"
"The thing that Zhao Zun has been plotting for thousands of years has finally come to an advantage for you, Ye Lang!" Wen Ran chuckled.
"I would rather not. This endless power of cause and effect represents the tragic deaths of countless warrior gods' chosen tribes!" Ye Chen sighed suddenly, looking at the broken illusory door from a distance: "The oppression is getting stronger and stronger. It seems that Yan Zun The three of them came together!"
"With your current strength, it shouldn't be difficult to get rid of these three people!" Wen Ran's figure turned into a stream of light and merged into the Qilin Ring.
Although he condensed the fifth source body and even evolved the twenty-second sword style, Ye Chen was not naive enough that he could fight one against three.
Ye Chen stepped forward and left this broken hell without any regrets.
Boom boom! After Ye Chen stepped out of hell, the shattered hell space collapsed at this moment, and the body of boom boom echoed up.
Looking at the mess on the ground below and the corpses of Li Mu and Lin Xiangru, Ye Chen looked expressionless and closed his eyes slightly, feeling the direction from which the three pressures came.
"Not good!" Ye Chen's heart suddenly sank. With his sharp perception, he actually noticed that these three pressures came from the same direction, and this direction turned out to be the direction in which tens of thousands of Martial Gods' chosen tribes were leaving.
"What's wrong?" Wen Ran also noticed the solemnity in Ye Chen's tone and asked aloud.
"Those three immortals are going to surround the Martial God Chosen Clan!" Ye Chen's eyes were cold to the bone, with murderous intent flashing in his eyes. Didn't he know the intention of Yan Zun and others to surround the Martial God Chosen Clan just to force him to show up?
body.
"Those three immortals are not stupid either. I'm afraid that when you come to hell, you will be gone without a trace!" Wen Ran said softly, "If those three people are really besieging the Martial God Chosen Clan, even if you go, it will not help.
You will be surrounded and killed by these three people!"
Wen Ran said this very euphemistically, but Ye Chen understood what she meant. Even if you go, you are only going to die.
Die! Ye Chen narrowed his eyes slightly, stared at the rain of blood in front of him, and suddenly said: "Wen Ran, tell me, what choice should I make?"
"Be sensible, leave here immediately, and don't worry about the tens of thousands of warrior gods' chosen tribes!" Wen Ran said calmly.
"Perhaps, before I become the fifth-generation Moon God, I will turn around and leave without hesitation!"
"In the past, I thought that risking life and death to save some people who had nothing to do with me was an extremely stupid thing!" Ye Chen slowly opened his eyes, with an extremely determined look in his eyes: "But I am the fifth generation.
Moon God, you must be responsible!"
Buzz! The crisp sound of the sword sounded, a flash of sword light flashed out in the rain of blood, and the bloody Qilin Sword appeared.
Before he finished speaking, Ye Chen held the Qilin Sword in his right hand and shot out with his whole body, directly in the direction where the Martial God's Chosen Clan left.
Even if all the lords come together, he has nothing to fear!
In the Qilin Ring, Wen Ran remained silent. After a few breaths, he chuckled and said, "A real man should take responsibility when he is alive!"
"Isn't it stupid to go to Tiger Mountain knowing that there are tigers in the mountain?" Ye Chen asked during the gallop.
"This is called fearlessness!" Wenran's silvery laughter appeared, which seemed particularly sweet.
"The Second Generation once said that as a warrior, you should have nothing to fear!" Ye Chen said calmly.
"So even if he is criticized by thousands of people and despised by thousands of people, he is still fearless!" Wen Ran said quietly.
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The giant deer of Zhao State, which used to be a famous county in Zhao State, seemed to have been razed to the ground.
Thousands of auras permeate the ruins, forming a general trend that cannot be ignored.
However, three extremely terrifying trends descended from the sky, leaving nothing behind. Like thousands of mountains, they fell on these chosen clansmen of the Martial God, making them unable to move.
Three towering figures stood in the void, looking down at the surging crowd below with indifferent expressions. There was no emotion in their eyes, only the coldest murderous intent.
Looking at these three figures, countless Martial God Chosen clans showed despair in their eyes.
Any warrior who resisted a little was immediately crushed to pieces by the terrifying pressure, even at the martial arts level.
These tens of thousands of Martial Gods chose their clans, stayed away from hell, and headed towards the Daqian Empire. Unexpectedly, they were stopped by these three figures on the way. Although they did not know the identities of these three people, they could guess that Yan Zun,
Chu Zun, Qi Zun.
"Surrounding these ants, will the Five Dynasties come?" Chu Zun said hesitantly in the void.
"Yes!" A cold voice emerged, submerged in the rain of blood in the sky. This was Qi Zun's voice.
Dressed in a white dress that fluttered in the wind, Qi Zun looked like a fairy who did not eat the incense of the world, but the murderous intention lingering between her brows made her look more like ice that had not melted for thousands of years.
"Wudai is not a reckless person for taking such a risk for the sake of millions of ants!" Yan Zun also had some doubts.
With eyes as indifferent as water, Qi Zun raised his eyes and glanced at Yan Zun, and said unhurriedly: "Because he is the Moon God, he has his own responsibilities!"
"The responsibilities of the Moon God!" Yan Zun murmured softly, and his thoughts could not help but recall the past. In the past, they had also besieged and killed millions of guardians on the battlefield outside the territory. At that time, the fourth generation of the Moon God came alone, just for
He has one enemy for those millions of ants.
"So, this is also the stupidest thing about generations of Moon Gods!" Chu Zun said mockingly.
Is it stupid? Qi Zun looked at the sky faintly. If the people of Qi were besieged in this way, would she risk her own life?
Qi Zun asked himself, she couldn't do it.
"If Wu Dai really comes here, the three of us don't have to worry about the so-called Emperor's Promise and kill him today!" Yan Zun said coldly. When Han Zun fell, the Emperor's Promise sword was already