boom! Boom!
The void in all directions was humming under the pressure of the powerful momentum.
Seeing Zhongli leading the Dihuang army blocking the way to the south, the expressions of the purple-robed old man from the Bloodthirsty Palace and Xuanhuang Zhong Mu suddenly changed.
At this moment, they just woke up from a dream. The so-called Rehmannia glutinosa in alliance with them basically belonged to the Yanhuang lineup. The funny thing is that they have been kept in the dark. Not long ago, they were still fighting because Dihuang was rushing ahead. Secretly happy.
Now it seems that they were the biggest joke from beginning to end.
"Zhongli, what do you mean?" Saint Lord Xuanhuang Zhong Mu shouted angrily, his voice shaking the world.
"You are born as a person of Yanhuang, and you die as a ghost of Yanhuang." The voice of Holy Lord Dihuang was sonorous and reverberating to the ground. His voice was like bursts of thunder, lingering in the sky and earth for a long time.
"You..." Zhong Mu was speechless by Zhong Li's words. His face was ashen and extremely ugly. Who would have thought that Zhong Li would do something like this to him when he arrived? It really caught him off guard.
"Fellow Taoist Zhongli, what kind of benefits did Yanhuang give you? I will give you double the benefits from the Bloodthirsty Palace." Here, the purple-robed old man from the Bloodthirsty Palace is ready to induce you with benefits.
He could see clearly that if Dihuang really stood on Yanhuang's side, they would all be wiped out today. But if Dihuang stood on their side, the situation would be completely different.
"Xuetu, are you still alienating me, Yanhuang?" A misty voice sounded, and Zhong Jiang was the first to walk out of the void space.
"Zhong Jiang." The purple-clothed old man named Xuetu narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was a cold light in his eyes.
Zhong Jiang ignored the cold light of Xuetu, and then looked at Dihuang Zhongmu, his face was surprisingly indifferent, "Zhong Mu, you can correct your mistakes after you know them. There is no such thing as a good thing. Look back! You are still my sixth junior brother, and you are still Yanhuang. The golden statue."
snort!
Zhong Jiang's words were met with a cold snort from Zhong Mu, "The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit, why bother with hypocrisy."
"We are of the same lineage, why should we be like this?"
"It's no use talking more."
"If that's the case, then don't blame us for ignoring the feelings of our fellow sects." Hong Chenxue stepped out of the void space with an extremely indifferent expression. She was completely disappointed with Zhong Mu, who was colluding with the Bloodthirsty Palace.
On the other side, the ancestor of the Su family also came out, and connected with the momentum of Zhong Jiang, Hong Chenxue and Zhong Li, making the air in all directions rumble.
Seeing this, the purple-robed old man named Blood Slaughter from the Bloodthirsty Palace looked uglier again and said in a deep voice, "Everyone, you and I are both in the fourth quasi-heaven realm. If we really start a war, even if we are defeated, you Yanhuang will also suffer heavy losses, why not, let’s sit down and have a good talk.”
"That's not necessary." A sneer rang out, and Ye Chen, who was wearing a ghost mask, slowly walked out, with his feet on the golden galaxy, his head hanging in the vast starry sky, and his whole body was shining with golden light, which was very bright in the dark night. Eye-catching.
"Qin Yu?" Many powerful men from Xuetu and Bloodthirsty Palace recognized Ye Chen, with the ghost mask and the word "hate" on his forehead.
kill!
Ye Chen snorted coldly, "No one from the Bloodthirsty Palace will be left alive."
Suddenly, almost half of the large killing formations and void killing formations were all aimed at the barrier where the Bloodthirsty Palace was located.
kill!
The ancestors of the Su family, the powerful men from Yanhuang, Renhuang, and Dihuang took action one after another, either by moving the killing formation, controlling the formation, or working together to activate powerful spiritual weapons, and they all pressed against the Bloodthirsty Hall.
boom! Boom!
Immediately, the void trembled, the sky and the earth lost color, and many magical powers gathered together, like a rolling river, drowning the army of the Bloodthirsty Palace.
kill!
The purple-robed old man named Xuetu in the Bloodthirsty Hall roared loudly, and was the first to use a terrifying weapon, frantically attacking the boundaries in all directions.
Now, they are trapped in the barrier and can only passively withstand attacks. If they want to get out alive, they must break the barrier first, otherwise even if they are in the quasi-heaven realm, they will probably be consumed to death.
puff! puff!
The bloodthirsty palace's army turned into blood mist in pieces. Not only did they have to bombard the barrier, but they also had to resist attacks from all directions. As soon as they came up, they suffered heavy losses.
Regarding these, Ye Chen directly ignored them. Instead, he looked at Zhong Mu in Dihuang and said lightly, "In the name of Holy Lord Yanhuang, I give you one last chance. If you surrender, you will live. If you rebel, you will die."
Hearing this, Zhong Mu sneered, his eyes turned blood red, and he immediately sacrificed his life weapon, "Do you think I am greedy for life and afraid of death?"
Ye Chen's expression remained calm. He moved his eyes away from Zhong Mu and focused on the many strong men in Xuanhuang. He said calmly, "What about you? Should you surrender, or should you continue to resist?"
Ye Chen's words made the Xuanhuang army suddenly agitated.
"He is my ninety-ninth generation Holy Lord Yanhuang. Who should we listen to?"
"Kill, just die, no big deal."
"Fart, we are originally from the Yanhuang people. We have been fighting for hundreds of years, and you haven't fought enough?"
"But the Holy Lord..."
The voices of discussion have gathered together into a sea tide. There are too many people hesitating, too many people are hesitant, and they don't know who to listen to at this moment. As a result, the Xuanhuang army, which was originally powerful, became chaotic because of this hesitation.
Noisy!
Seeing the plummeting morale, Zhong Mu suddenly shouted loudly, "I am Xuanhuang's Holy Master, why do you want to rebel?"
"Rebellion?" As soon as Zhong Mu finished speaking, Ye Chen snorted coldly, "Zhong Mu, you are the one who rebelled, right?"
As he spoke, Ye Chen raised his palm, revealing the gleaming Xuan Cang Jade Ring, "This is the sacred object of Yanhuang. The one who wears this ring is the Holy Lord of Yanhuang. The ancestors of the past generations have said that people of Yanhuang should treat Yanhuang as The Holy Lord is respected, you act arbitrarily, support your own troops, and even collude with the Bloodthirsty Palace to attack Yanhuang. This is enough to condemn you to death."
"You..." Zhong Mu was silenced again, and his old face suddenly became hot.
As early as when Zhong Yan became the Holy Lord of Yanhuang, he was not convinced, let alone a junior like Ye Chen becoming the Holy Lord of Yanhuang.
However, at this moment, the hierarchy of status is already clear. The person wearing the Xuancang jade ring is the Holy Lord of Yanhuang. Ye Chen's words are correct. He is following the orthodox imperial edict. And Zhong Mu, no matter in Yanhuang , or in Xuanhuang's eyes, they have all been defined as Yanhuang rebellion.
However, he, the veteran of Yanhuang, one of the great lords, and the direct disciple of Hongchen, had no words to refute.
"Give you one last chance." Ye Chen looked at the Xuanhuang army again. He ruled the nine heavens like a king in the world. He spoke calmly, with a majestic tone, "I surrender at this time. You are still the people of Yanhuang. What you have committed I will not take the blame for the big mistake you made, but if you continue to resist, this Xuanlong Mountain will be your burial place, and you will bear the reputation of rebellion until you die."
Ye Chen's words once again made the Xuanhuang army restless.
"I...I surrender, I want to go home." Immediately, a gray-haired old man threw away his weapon.
"You are looking for death." When Zhong Mu saw this, he became furious and swiped his palm, beating the white-haired old man until his blood and bones flew everywhere, and he almost lost his soul on the spot.
Seeing this, Hongchenxue rushed into the barrier in one step and came straight towards Zhong Mu. She used powerful magical powers to attack and did not hold back at all. She was completely desperate for her sixth senior brother.
boom! boom! pound!
Zhong Mu roared like a madman, fighting Hongchenxue in the void.
"Still not coming out yet." Zhong Jiang also entered the barrier and scolded the Xuanhuang man.
Hearing this, some of the Xuanhuang people dropped their weapons and ran out of the barrier as if they were fleeing.
"I surrender too, and I also want to go home."
"I don't want to be known as a rebel."
"After hundreds of years of fighting, I am also tired. We are from the same roots, so why be too hasty."
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