boom! boom! boom!
The chaotic Dachu roared and enveloped the dusk, and the dark heaven and earth hummed and stirred.
kill!
With ferocious roars, cruel and bloodthirsty, more people from the prehistoric era attacked the Nanchu city wall. The Xiongguan gates that stretched across the east and west were piled with corpses, and they were washed with blood.
war!
The resistance of the heavens was extremely tenacious, and they fought bloody battles one after another.
The north is raging with war and smoke.
And in the border wilderness of Southern Chu, Ye Chen was also fighting. What he was fighting was not the Great Desolation, but the damn Immortal Killing Sword. It was elusive, always killing without warning, and every move was a sure kill.
Seeing this scene, the two supreme beings in the underworld looked cold.
What time is it now? When the decisive battle between the heavens and the prehistoric world is going on, in order to buy Ye Chen time to realize the truth, the whole heavens are fighting, guarding the city wall, not giving up an inch of ground. Every minute and every second of the time they fight for is lost. The blood and bones that carry the common people are so precious.
However, Zhu Xianjian did not give him a chance to cause trouble at this juncture.
With it, how could Ye Chen realize the Tao with peace of mind? Not only could he not be able to do so, but he was always worried about being killed. Without the time to realize the Tao, the chance of advancing to the quasi-emperor level would be even slimmer.
pound!
When the two supreme beings looked at it, the Immortal Killing Sword was chopped over again, and then disappeared in an instant.
Zheng!
The Dao sword in Ye Chen's hand was clanging and moving, with blood flowing, which was his ancient holy blood. The Zhuxian Sword cut out a bloody gully on his shoulder, and the bright golden blood was dazzling.
He had no words, but his eyes were blood red and his bone-chilling murderous intent had caused the whole world to be covered with ice. He would not be able to realize the truth, and would lose the hope of the common people.
Suddenly, he raised his eyes and looked towards the north.
The border wilderness of Nan Chu was thousands of miles away from the city wall of Nan Chu, but he could clearly see the bloody figures on their backs. His wife, children, brothers, ancestors and comrades-in-arms were all fighting bloody battles. Every one of them was buried Ming, his heart suddenly hurt.
Zheng!
After a moment of trance, the Immortal Killing Sword appeared again, stabbing from behind him. It could be called a sword of annihilation. Although the colorful fairy light was gorgeous, it was extremely cold, and it was bound to kill the holy body.
Before Ye Chen could move, he saw a looming immortal shadow appearing behind him. He turned his hand and struck a palm, destroying the sky and destroying the earth. The Immortal Killing Sword that was stabbed at him was knocked away with one palm.
"The Immortal King of Emergence." After Ye Chen turned around, what his parents saw was a figure from behind. Although they could not see his dignity, they knew who it was. Isn't it the Immortal King of Emergence? Her name is clear, and she was the admirer of the Empress of Donghua and the love rival of Emperor Huang throughout the ages.
Ye Chen was stunned for a moment, not expecting that the Feathered Immortal King would come.
"Enlighten the Tao with peace of mind." The Yuhua Immortal King said calmly, without joy or worry, he just turned his back to Ye Chen, his back was desolate and vicissitudes of life, ancient and distant, his white clothes and white hair, he is really a banished immortal, worthy of the name of the Immortal King, standing tall in the years On the long river, time grows old.
"Thank you, senior, for protecting the road." Ye Chen bowed his hands and hurriedly sat down cross-legged.
In just a moment, he entered the state of enlightenment. The more urgent it was, the calmer he became. He did not have much time to hesitate. He could only step up his enlightenment and not let down the trust of the people.
The steep mountain top fell into silence because of his cross-legged posture.
The feathered immortal king stands gracefully like a monument to the world. Ye Chen realizes the Tao, and he protects it.
Walking around in front of him, I saw his honor and youthful appearance, but he couldn't hide his old age inside. His whole body was covered with the dust of the years, which could not be wiped away. He did not belong to this era and should have been buried long ago. Against the heavens, To survive is to defy the odds and defy the odds.
There are so many people like him in the world, such as the great Chu emperor, such as the emperors and divine generals, and such as the four great sword cultivators. Who is not an ancient person? The endless dust is not only the precipitation of Tao, but also the accumulation of time. Wasted, in numbness, living in confusion.
The breeze blew gently, and blood flowed from the corners of the Immortal King's mouth.
Yes, he was wounded secretly. He was also one of them in the previous battle between the gods. However, the world has never seen that the quasi-emperors of the prehistoric era who were buried in his hands were no less than a few hundred. He killed many prehistoric people with fear after hearing the news. The strong will come back defeated.
Because of his protection, the Immortal Killing Sword was never seen again.
The wisdom of the Zhuxian Sword is even greater than that of all the Supreme Dao Emperor soldiers. How could they not know the power of the Yuhua Immortal King? With him here to protect the Dao, it has no chance at all. Although it has not attacked again, it has always been there.
The Immortal King's expression was indifferent, like a statue carved in stone. He was motionless, and his eyes were not squinting. In other words, he was arrogant. He was not afraid of the Immortal Killing Sword, but he was always staring at the Immortal Killing Sword.
I don't know when I saw him raising his eyes and looking into the misty nothingness.
His eyes had a complex color, and he seemed to be able to see Jieming Mountain.
As he was doing this, Dihuang was also watching.
Separated between the worlds of man and the underworld, there is a Great Saint and an Immortal King. Their eyes seem to be intertwined. Neither of them belongs to this era, but they both love a woman named Yue Shang.
Endless years later, both of them are still there, but the Empress of Donghua has been buried long ago. The love that lasted for eternity also disappeared with the woman, leaving only the memory.
Suddenly, the Feathered Immortal King raised his hand and slapped his palm toward the east.
pound!
Accompanied by these sounds, the Zhuxian Sword, which was about to make a sneak attack again, was forced out by the Feathered Immortal King's palm. It escaped quickly, and disappeared without a trace before the Immortal King's second palm.
At this point, the Immortal King looked at Ye Chen, with a complicated expression just like looking at Di Huang.
He and Dihuang were love rivals, and thieves didn't like the holy body. But now, for some hope, he stayed by the side of the little holy body, protecting him and resisting the Immortal Killing Sword.
Not to mention, with him protecting the road, Ye Chen has no worries. The Immortal Killing Sword that wanders in the dark world is also quite honest and is not at its peak state. How dare it be made of hard steel and become the Immortal King.
Ye Chen realized the Tao, and the Immortal King who stood still turned into a clone. Well, to be precise, it was a Taoist body. He stepped out of the peak and disappeared in three or two steps.
His Taoist body went to the north. On the bloody city wall, he found Zixuan very accurately and thought of protecting her. Although she was not the real Empress of Donghua, she was still a remnant soul.
This is an obsession that is unique to the Immortal King. Even though the Empress of Donghua is gone, she will still protect her remnant soul in order to continue the regretful relationship from eternity ago.
"Thank you." Zixuan whispered, biting her teeth. The remnant soul of the Empress of Donghua has the remaining memory of the empress. She has an inexplicable guilt towards the Feathered Immortal King, but she is also like the Empress of Donghua. , I still love Dihuang, it’s been like this from beginning to end.
The Immortal King was silent, holding the Immortal Sword in his hand, and slashed out a Milky Way. The quasi-Emperor of the Great Desolation rushed towards him, including his divine body and spirit, and was completely destroyed with one single sword strike.
Immediately putting her thoughts away, Zixuan activated the forbidden method and attacked a powerful man from ancient times.
The Immortal King's Taoist body follows her everywhere like a shadow, never leaving her side, not for the sake of the common people, but only to protect her.
Although he is a Taoist body, he has the fighting power of his own body.
Although the remnant soul of the empress is in the Great Saint realm, she can kill the quasi-emperor.
The two of them, one on the left and one on the right, have become a beautiful scenery.
Sceneries like this are everywhere on the city walls. The scenery is beautiful, but it is stained with blood. The obsession of the people is to protect this great mountain and river. The great Chu that is defended is the heaven. No one is afraid of fighting. Even though moths are attracted to the flame, they still keep fighting.
"Attack, attack for me."
"Those who backslide will die."
Outside the city, the emperors of the prehistoric clans screamed, standing in the army, standing on the jade chariot, waving their killing swords wildly, their eyes scarlet, gnashing their teeth, just because the prehistoric army that attacked the Nanchu city wall was repelled again, and the strength of the troops Absolute suppression, unable to take down the city wall.
"I really can't stand that guy." On the east side of the city wall, Liu Shen glanced at Hua Qingluo outside the city. Every time he saw the Emperor of the Prehistoric Clan shouting, he couldn't help but kill him and kill him.
"I should have persuaded the emperor to conquer the wilderness back then." The fourth divine general Bei Lin shook his head helplessly.
"It's useless to regret, just kill." The five gods snorted coldly, carrying the divine sword and attacking all the way. Wherever they passed, there were mountains of corpses and rivers of blood. Emperor Xianwu's attack was the strongest. It was no joke. , the ancient people who killed the people on the city wall ran away when they saw him from a distance. He was an unparalleled ruthless man. He had no way to practice, so it was best not to look for excitement.
The one who was more powerful than him was Di Xuan. She was speechless and her moves were all done with imperial and immortal magic. She was one of the peerless queens on the city wall. The emperor looked at her with side eyes. The first god general was buried. She added the divine general Peacock, who was even more terrifying than Tianqing.
"Ye Chen may be the reincarnation of Emperor Zun."
During the killing, Tianjiu smiled slightly and his words spread throughout the gods and generals.
After hearing this, the gods will collectively look at him with side eyes.
Tianjiu only focused on attacking and killing, and only smiled in response to the hopeful looks from the gods.
However, it was this smile that made the eyes of the Gods and Generals shine with a bright light, knowing that the meaning of that smile was not as simple as a joke.
Especially for Di Xuan, those icy beautiful eyes were filled with water mist, reflecting the blood-colored light, and condensed into frost. The dim sky was filled with dazzling light in her eyes.
war!
Tianjiu's words were really inspiring. For a moment, all the divine generals were in high spirits. They who looked old at first looked much younger in an instant. They even attacked with great arrogance. The ancient people who attacked the city wall were even more aggressive. Before they could even stand firm, they were killed in pieces.
war!
The divine generals displayed their might, and the monks in the heavens became even more enthusiastic. They risked their lives one by one. An invincible fighting spirit surged in the hearts of the people, and their combat power increased collectively.
puff! puff! puff!
On the blood-colored city wall, there was a heavy rain, a rain of scarlet blood, from the heavens and from the ancient people, washing the Nanchu city wall again and again, making it bloody.
This day is another bloody day.
When night fell, this tragic battle came to an end temporarily. Honghuang was repelled again and fled down the city wall in embarrassment. The orders of the emperors of all clans had become a joke.
A joke, can you not laugh? The Prehistoric Alliance, with such a huge combat power and such terrifying troops, absolutely crushed the heavens. Even after a day of fierce attack, they still failed to capture it.
"If we don't retreat, we won't be able to hold on any longer." On one side of the city wall, Emperor Zhutian coughed up blood and staggered. The fairy sword he carried had many gaps and blood was flowing out.
Like him, all the emperor's sons are not much better. The inheritance of the emperor's way does not disgrace the reputation of his father. Every one of them has achieved the illustrious reputation of the emperor's son by not blocking a hundred with one.
"Fortunately, I prepared an extra one." The Little Ape King cursed while coughing up blood. The black-gold iron rod in his hand had broken, and he threw it away casually. He took another black-gold iron rod, and went crazy while waving it around. , the natal iron rod was blown apart by the swing.
"My battle ax is still stronger." Kui Niu said, stuffing a handful of pills into his mouth.
As the eldest brother, he still took good care of his younger brother. When he was done, he also gave the little ape emperor a favor. Even Xiao Chen beside him didn't forget that he was his brother.
Nantianmen Mountain was also covered in blood and piled with corpses.
All the girls were still there, each with their own injuries. The weak ones, such as Xuannv and Luo Xi, were the most seriously injured. Chu Xuan, Chu Ling and others were not stingy with the elixirs and tried their best to heal their injuries.
The one in the worst shape was still Tang Sanshao.
The fat little black man is not ordinary strong, nor is he ordinary. In this battle, he opened the Blood Succession Limit more than once, fighting side by side with Ye Ling and the Son of the Earth. In a state of being immortal and uninjured, he can be called a human shield. The three of them cooperated tacitly. He acted as a shield in front of him, while Ye Ling and Son of the Earth were responsible for the output. The peak sage came, but also failed to return.
"You are stronger than me." The son of the earth said calmly, and he was not stingy with the elixirs, integrating them into Tang Sanshao's body one by one. At this moment, Tang Sanshao was no longer in the blood inheritance limit state, and was seriously injured. Up to this moment, there was still something in his mouth. The blood was gushing continuously, and the whole body was covered with blood, which was shocking.
The words of the son of the earth are not flattery, but the truth.
Taking a closer look at this era, people of their generation can fight a lot, but there are only four or five that are truly terrifying. And Tang Sanshao, who opened the blood inheritance limit, is undoubtedly the number one, and the Son of the Earth cannot do it. The body of divine punishment and the body of the Holy Spirit are both useless.
Tang Sanshao had nothing to say to the Son of the Earth, so he looked at Ye Ling eagerly and smiled cheerfully, "After this battle, let me sleep for one night!"
Snapped!
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the applause. The force of the palm of the palm of the Holy Body's precious daughter was definitely enough, and the little fat black man's chubby black face was directly distorted.
"If you talk meaner again, I'll strangle you to death." Ye Ling said bitterly. She had always been the only one who teased others, but with Little Black Fatty, she was being teased every two days, which made her very angry.
Young Master Tang San was honest and buried his head, just wiping away the nosebleeds.
"This is indeed a talent." Xiao Lingwa said meaningfully on the city wall.
The most interesting thing is this little thing. He is obviously a Tyrannosaurus Rex, but he takes the form of a small human. He is very fast and does not kill people. Whenever he sees a strong man from the ancient times charging up, he will attack the person's crotch. A kick in the back, that's it, and then use a big move.
Regarding this, the Tyrannosaurus Rex's face was extremely dark. The reputation of the Tyrannosaurus Rex clan has always been to fight the strong with force, but his precious son was good at sneak attacks and was particularly unruly.
"Quick, quick, make it up quickly." Fu Ya stood on the gun tower and called to the city. Too many people died in the battle, and follow-up forces are needed to make up. It is commonly known as the standing army of the heavens.
No need for him to say anything, the monks from all over the world have already swarmed up the city wall, each looking for a position to guard.
"This life is really not in vain." Tiangang Yang Xuan, who came from Zhuxian Town, looked at the outside of the city and sighed. He experienced the invasion of the demons and came to the ancient times to cause chaos. He really saw many big scenes. These people can be seen in the mortal world. See, it really opened my eyes.
"Same, this life is not in vain." Shangguan Jiu smiled, still holding his purple-gold magic sword. He was no longer a sword madman in the mortal world, but a real monk.
Compared to the two of them, Ling Feng remained silent, holding the fairy sword in his hand and looking quietly outside the city.
His arrival caused the Sword God, the Jiu Sword Immortal, the Sword Master and the Nine Swordsmen to all look sideways. The four peak sword cultivators all looked at him, their brows slightly furrowed, and their expressions of surprise were not because of how strong Ling Feng was, but because of how strong Ling Feng was. His understanding of the art of swords exceeded their expectations.
"If in his year there were the fifth greatest swordsman in the world, it would be him." Jian Feidao smiled.
The Sword Master, the Nine Swords Sans and the Jiu Sword Immortal also all closed their eyes. The sword gods in the sky could see that, and they could also see that the realm of the sword was not in cultivation, but in the understanding of the Tao.
"Attack, attack for me." The emperor of the Great Desolate Clan suddenly shouted outside the city.