The room was very simple, with only a table and a chair. Ye Tong sat, quietly staring at the muzzle of the broken years. The moment she appeared, the Throne of Blood seemed to shake slightly, showing the shock in her heart.
Ye Tong's eyes opened slightly, and his pupils with a faint red look at his opponent, asking, "You know that I am both an ancient blood descendant, why do you want to kill me?"
The Throne of Blood was silent for a moment, and Fang said, "It's really shocking. You have inherited the entire appearance of that Majesty. As a Holy Bloodborne, please accept my highest respect here. It's a pity that you will be the most exquisite work of art that will be destroyed in the Broken Years. Because the human race does not want to see you return to the Twilight Continent."
"Human race..." Ye Tong's eyes gradually changed, and the red deep in her pupils became more colorful and more intimidating. She raised her head, looked at the throne of blood, and asked, "Why do you want to do things for the human race?"
The Throne of Blood smiled and said, "I thought you would ask why the human race must stop you from returning to the Twilight Continent. The price of asking me to take action is not low, and now two more human race kings have arrived in the outer void, just to intercept you."
Ye Tong asked casually: "Oh, why?"
The Throne of Blood laughed and said, "Do you want to know? I just don't want to say it anymore! Hahaha, the time is up, let's send you back to the long river of blood!"
The words are still echoing in the void, and the shattered years are already roaring!
A ball of brilliant light composed of countless colors erupted from the muzzle and rushed towards the small wooden house where Ye Tong was. As soon as the light left the muzzle, it quickly became larger. When it arrived at the wooden house, it had turned into a ball of light of several meters, with countless light sheets of different colors inside, like a colorful meteor shower, falling on the wooden house.
Each light piece was like an extremely sharp knife, which instantly cut the wooden house into countless extremely tiny pieces, and then annihilated the force of the void. More fragments surrounded Ye Tong and cut around her wildly.
Ye Tong stood up, moved forward with one hand, and held up a blood-colored shield to block countless lights outside.
"It's useless!" The Blood Throne laughed loudly, and his laughter was a little crazy. Amid the crazy laughter, he shot Ye Tong twice in a row. Each shot was shot, and the blood in his eyes would be a little dim. It can be seen that launching such an attack would cost him a lot.
During the third shot, there were so many lights surrounding Ye Tong that almost submerged her. Under the crazy cutting, the blood-colored shield was already shaking and could collapse at any time.
However, her face was still calm, and nothing seemed to move her, even if it was death.
The face of the Throne of Blood was becoming more and more distorted, and a crazy light flashed in his eyes, and he murmured himself in an almost singular murmur: "Yes, that's it, that's it! Tear this ultimate beauty, and my broken years can be truly perfect..."
In the depths of the void, the battle continues.
Zhang Boqian used his own strength to restrain many enemies, and the battle between the King of the Great and the Eternal Flame was not something that ordinary strong people could intervene. Even the princes did not dare to come over, and the grand dukes and the fleet hid far away.
At this moment, the King of Swords had gradually gained the upper hand and fought more and more calmly. Although the Eternal Burning Flame was a little passive, it was still quite far away to really defeat him.
Whether Zhang Boqian or Zhijiwang, they show the art of fighting standing at the top of the world, and it is almost impossible to expect them to make mistakes. In the long and protracted war, they will definitely be the ones who laugh to the end. Only by relying on the natural advantages of the race and the accumulation of stronger force can the Lord Zhijiwang fight Zhijiwang with Zhijiwang.
However, after gaining the advantage, Zhiji King did not take any heavy moves, but instead defended his advantage as firmly as Mount Tai, firmly controlling this point and taking the initiative without seeking to expand. This is a bit difficult to understand.
Yongran Zhiyan suddenly said, "Ji Wentian, it's useless. You want to free up your hands to help Zhang Boqian, unless you defeat me."
"He still needs my help?" said Singing King with a smile.
"That's not necessarily. Zhang Boqian is strong enough, but unfortunately he is too young even for you short-lived species. This time, the people we brought were specially selected, and there are candidates specifically for his space abilities. Maybe in a while, we can give you a surprise."
The King of Sharp was unmoved and smiled, "Maybe that's the case, but Zhang Qingyang started to take action a little heavier. I think you guys are a little afraid of him! You are so far away, you will be defeated if you have any killer moves?"
At this moment, Zhang Boqian, Lossa and Medanzo's battlefield were surrounded by the Yongye strongmen in their respective positions. However, the three princes were still a little closer, so the great dukes hid a little far away, and it was estimated that their respective maximum attack distances were each.
The void is different from the inland. The power of the long-distance attack will be greatly reduced in the unpredictable Void Force. At this distance, the power transmission effect emitted by the Maharaja King is almost uncontrollable. Even if those Eternal Night powerhouses have special attacks, the essence of the power thickness will not change. Even if they hit Zhang Boqian, they will not hurt or itch.
It can be seen that Zhang Boqian's first move was a powerful secret skill, and directly killed a grand duke in seconds, which really shocked Yongye and his powerful men. Even the princes were particularly careful.
In fact, the princes have at least one or two powerful powers that can be compared with the Maharaja. Among the three people who came today, the other two are senior princes. They would not have been so scared. However, Zhang Boqian was too heavy to take action. Although the princes would not be killed by one blow, they would be very uncomfortable even if they were severely injured.
Now, except for Losa, even Medanzo is a little ruthless, which makes Zhang Boqian seem at ease. Otherwise, he would have been at a disadvantage.
At present, both Shiji King and Zhang Boqian are in a favorable position to fight and go. The two seem to have no intention of killing and killing people, and only maintaining a favorable situation. However, this may also be an illusion. Once they are given a chance, Shiji King and Qingyang King will never miss it.
Even if this battle continues to be tied, Yongye's side will actually lose. After all, a grand duke fell here in vain.
Yongran Flame suddenly said, "Do you think that dragging us here can stop us from picking up people?"
He pointed to the King of Extreme Youran and said, "Of course you can take on people, but this route is a must-pass route. As long as you pass by here, I will pay a little price and I will naturally be able to keep people."
Yongran Zhiyan snorted and said coldly: "Since you know who that person is, you should know how deep the relationship between her and your human race is. Do you still have to attack her?"
"Let her go back, it's no different to letting her return to the mountain. In the face of family and country justice, the origin of the past is nothing. Even if I and Qingyang have to follow the trend in the face of the general trend."
Yongran Zhiyan sneered and said, "To put it nicely! Are you humans all cruel and cunning people?"
"It's useless to say more, let's just fight slowly. I've been idle lately and don't care about fighting for ten days and half a month."
"You want to drag the door to the new world open? Don't think about it."
He pointed to the extreme king Youran and said, "You can do it or not, just try it out?"
At this moment, Zhang Boqian's question came from next to him: "Who is we going to stop that person?"
Before the King of Extreme answered, Mei Danzo said sinisterly: "I have been fighting for so long, don't you know why? It seems that you are not very popular among the imperial family among the human race."
"The waste has to say more!" Zhang Boqian scolded him, which immediately made Mei Danzo's face flushed and bloody. He gritted his teeth, but he didn't dare to go up to fight. The King of Wuguang was not good at melee combat, and now his strength is damaged. If he is rashly pressed over, he will be in danger of life.
After blocking Mei Danzo's words, Zhang Boqian said in a deep voice: "Old Prince, you have never said who the person you want to stop is. Now I am a little curious and want to know what it is."
He sighed, "What's the use of knowing? Why don't you know. Anyway, I'll be enough to stay here for a few days."
However, Zhang Boqian was already suspicious and did not relax. He continued to ask: "If it was so irrelevant, how could you bring me here? The war has begun on Fulu now, right?"
This is very straightforward. The two camps dispatched a total of five great kings and kings, plus several princes and grand dukes on Yongye's side. How could such a formation comparable to the national war be for irrelevant trivial matters?
He pointed to the King of the Great and said calmly: "The time is here, and I will know it."
Seeing that the King of Zhiji still refused to answer positively, Zhang Boqian frowned and did not ask any further, but several thoughts flashed through his mind.
Zhang Boqian once ordered his subordinates to spread their eyes and ears in the neutral place. The latest news was that Qianye and Song Zining were about to go to war soon, but in addition, they could never think of any special person on the continent. The King of the Supreme Sword refused to say that Zhang Boqian was already a little suspicious, and perhaps involved his position. The Dark Lord actually broke his power, but his suspicion turned into confusion. What is the truth?
Lothar sneered and said, "Do you think the parliament is just the only way? I'm not afraid to tell you that we have sent someone else to pick up His Highness back!"
The King of Swords was not angry, and he repeatedly dodged the eternal flame to counterattack several times, and said, "Is that so? I sent someone... But even if you received someone, don't you still have to pass by here? In front of me, can you still wait to take the living people away?"
He paused and pointed to the king and said, "Forget it, in order to give up earlier, I might as well tell you one more thing. That is, if you can send people to a neutral place, my empire can do it. The person who took her life is probably here."
Yongran Yan's expression frightened and said, "No, there are several masters in the empire, and their whereabouts are under control. How can you draw people to the neutral place?"
After a little thought, Yongran's Flame was suddenly shocked and said in a lost voice: "The Throne of Blood!"
The King of Sharp Swords was slightly surprised and smiled, "The Eternal Flame is indeed wise, and I thought of the key point so quickly. That's right, we just invited the Throne of Blood to take action. At this moment, that person should have not left the neutral place yet, right? As long as she is still in the neutral place, she should not be the opponent of the Throne of Blood and the Broken Years."
The eternal flame stepped up the attack, his face dark, not knowing what he was thinking, but he was not as angry or panicked as Shiji King expected.
The King of Singers began to ponder while resisting. But at this moment he had no more solutions. The chess pieces had been laid, so he could only wait and see what was going on.
On the floating island, everything around Ye Tong's body has been destroyed, and only the blood-colored shield is still stubbornly supporting it, but it cannot last long under the cutting of thousands of colorful fragments.
The blood throne's eyes flashed and said, "Your Highness is indeed well-known for being able to hold on for so long under the three strikes of the Broken Resurrection Year. Unfortunately, if no one comes to save you, your Highness will be destined to be the harvest of the Broken Resurrection Year."
At this moment, a blue light appeared from the void, hitting the Blood Throne directly like a horse. The Blood Throne screamed and spewed out a piece of blood that looked like a ruby, directly hitting the blue light.
The green light was cut into pieces by the ruby, and the gem was dim and dull, and it was taken back into the body of the Throne of Blood. From this fight, both sides seemed to be evenly matched.
However, just as the Blood Throne fought with the Green Light, a big hand poked out from the void and inserted it into thousands of colorful fragments, lifting Ye Tong out.
The Liucai fragment naturally refused to stop, but a blue light popped out of the hand and left it in its original place. Most of the fragments immediately changed their targets and turned around and rushed towards the blue light. In a blink of an eye, they formed a ball like a large ball covered with stained glass fragments.
Immediately afterwards, a roar, and in a violent explosion, the fragments flew around, all with fatal power.
A fragment passed by like lightning and almost shot the blood throne himself. He turned his head slightly to get over this attack, but the fragment also left a thin line of blood on his cheek, and a drop of blood slowly oozed out and slid down.
The Throne of Blood seemed to have no idea about the wound on his face, just staring at the opposite side.
Behind Ye Tong, a middle-aged man walked out, looking elegant and gentle, and even his eyes were soft without any murderous aura.
The throne of Blood fell on his right hand. It was this hand that had just rescued Ye Tong from the dead and cleverly detonated the remaining power of the Broken Rebirth.
The man also paid the price, and the blood was slowly dripping from his fingertips. However, the blood was blue.