"Senior, why are you here?" Han Yu asked in surprise.
"Kill!" Heibao didn't answer, an axe split a giant on the opposite side in half, and the blood of the other side was sprayed all over his body.
In the blood, Han Yu sensed a familiar aura that originated from the same vein as the finger of God.
"This is the battlefield between the Underworld and the Heavenly Court? Is the Underworld trying to exterminate the descendants of the Heavenly Court?" Seeing the masters come and go, heaven and earth, Han Yu's blood boiled and his fighting spirit surged into the sky.
"Although I'm not from the underworld, the descendants of the heavens must not be spared and killed!" Han Yu thought, and flew into the battlefield, the God Killer appeared, turned into a long rainbow, and pierced the heads of 108 people one after another.
These people, all of them exuding a faint divine light, are descendants of heaven.
"Shh!"
Suddenly, a sword beam slashed towards Han Yu, smashing the void, as if opening up the world. A sacred pressure actually made Han Yu feel depressed.
Han Yu punched up against the sky, and the huge fist mark shattered Jianmang.
"Whoosh!" Godkiller flew back and fell into Han Yu's hands, standing in the air, staring at a young man in white.
This young man, dressed in white clothes that is not stained with fine dust, is as rich as jade, and is really a rare beautiful man. He said lightly, "You shouldn't interfere." His voice was very magnetic, and it sounded unusually comfortable.
"Although I'm not from the underworld, the hands of your descendants of heaven are too long!" Han Yu said coldly.
The people in Lingxiao Holy Land wanted to catch the horned dragon and the phoenix, which made Han Yu intolerable.
"Kill!" Both of them shouted violently, and they fought together.
Han Yu's gun is like a dragon, sweeping across the world, and the man's sword is like lightning, and the eight wastes are in an instant.
This is a battle between dragons and tigers. The man is also a saint in the early stage of Huaxing's first-level cultivation, and his combat power is not inferior to Han Yu. The two of them slaughtered until the sky was dark. After they fought tens of thousands of moves, the man was smashed to pieces by Han Yu's Dragon Slaying Spear and beheaded on the spot.
On the other hand, Han Yu was also injured in many places and almost fell.
"Boom rumble..."
The holy blood boiled and quickly healed Han Yu's injuries.
"Take your life!" With an angry shout, a middle-aged man came, armed with a gun, and smashed Huanglong.
"when!"
Godkiller collided heavily with it, and Han Yu was so shocked that he flew upside down. This is a master of the triple star transformation in the early stage of Wu Sheng.
"Hoohoho..."
Han Yu thought about it, and all six dragons, including the black dragon, the white dragon, the red dragon, the blue dragon, the orange dragon, and the blue dragon, rushed out, and one person took the six dragons to fight with the other.
This battle was more tragic than the previous battle. All six dragons were killed, and Han Yu's feet were chopped off. In the end, he desperately used his sword to kill the opponent.
For a while, a feeling of exhaustion swept Han Yu's body. He was not at his peak. He forcibly used the Heaven-cutting Finger Sword, draining all the vitality in his body, and he had fallen into a state of prostration.
However, the war was not over yet, and two masters of the second level of Huaxing in the early stage of the Martial Saint came to encircle Han Yu.
"Am I, Han Yu, going to die here today?" Han Yu's heart palpitated.
Suddenly, a coolness came from his chest, making Han Yu's head awake instantly.
Han Yu was shocked and hurriedly withdrew from the battlefield. The two chased to the edge of the battlefield with a look of surprise on their faces.
"This battlefield is a reflection of a certain period, not real?" Han Yu asked in surprise.
But soon, he lost his color again, because the injury on his body was real. If this is a reappearance of a scene from a certain period, it should be virtual, and Han Yu will not be injured.
"Could this battlefield be in another time and space? Did I travel there just now?" Han Yu stared at the battlefield in a daze.
His injuries are still there, indicating that the battle just now was real. After he left the battlefield, the other party chased after him, and it was not far away, but the other party still looked suspicious. The only explanation was that the battlefield and the Blood Moon Forest were not in the same space, and most likely they were not in the same space. a time.
The Holy Land of Lingxiao has been destroyed by the old madman, and the descendants of the heavenly court have disappeared, how can the underworld fight against the descendants of the heavenly court
The battle between the divine beast phoenix and the golden armored god of war, the man in black and the man of thunder, far exceeded Han Yu's current strength. There shouldn't be such a strong person in this world.
The more Han Yu thought about it, the more bizarre he felt. This was a time-space dislocation experience. This kind of experience was beyond common sense.
"If father and Baihu were also caught in this battlefield, I'm afraid..." Han Yu didn't dare to think about it, the tragic degree of this battle was unimaginable. Ordinary saints seem insignificant in this battle.
The only thing that reassures Han Yu now is that if Bai Hu is dead, no matter what is behind him, he should sense that perhaps Han Zhan and Bai Hu have never entered the Blood Moon Forest.
Han Yu hurriedly left the Blood Moon Forest, no matter how intense the battlefield was, he didn't take another look.
Han Yu rushed to the Bloody Moon Forest, collapsed and sat on the ground, and hurriedly took out the medicinal materials to refine and treat the injury.
In a blink of an eye, more than half a month passed, and Han Yu's endless refining of medicinal materials to heal his wounds finally healed.
When he stood up, it happened to be evening, and the blood moon forest became terrifying again.
Han Yu glanced at the little animal tooth on his neck, secretly rejoicing in his heart. If it wasn't for the reminder of Little Beast Fang this time, Han Yu would have fallen into an endless battle and eventually fell.
Thinking about it now, I still have heart palpitations.
Han Yu turned around and left, and decided to go to other places to find Han Zhan and their whereabouts.
On the way, Han Yu would ask questions whenever he met someone, and finally found a clue three days later.
"The man and this woman in the portrait had a conflict with the three masters of the Sun Moon God Sect yesterday, and they fought together. Now I don't know where the fight went." A woman looked at the portrait in Han Yu's hand. , said confidently.
"Where was yesterday?" Han Yu hurriedly asked.
The woman pointed to the north road: "It's almost 50,000 kilometers away!"
Han Yu thanked him and hurried across the void. Sure enough, 50,000 kilometers away, the mountains and rivers collapsed, and it was a mess. At first glance, it was just a war.
Han Yu sensed the breath of the four saints and hurriedly followed the battlefield. After chasing tens of millions of kilometers north, suddenly a terrifying sound of explosions entered Han Yu's ears.
I saw that on the vast ocean in the distance, four streams of light were intertwined, and three saints were besieging a saint.
Two terrifying beams shot out from Han Yu's eyes. Thousands of miles away, he could clearly see the four people fighting. The saint who was besieged turned into a height of forty or fifty feet. He held a sword with a length of one hundred feet in his hand. Xiong, shake the six and eight wastes.
The man had white temples and an angry look on his face. In his left ear, a woman in white stood with a worried look on her face. This woman is exactly Zhao Yubing, and this giant man, who is not Han Zhan