The bloody battle continues.
Groups of foreign warriors roared wildly and rushed into the underground tunnel. Groups of them were killed by the expert guards stationed in the tunnel. Blood flowed down the steps in the corridor, gradually forming a small river and pouring into the hall.
More than a foot of blood plasma had accumulated in the hall, which showed how many people had been killed outside. The powerful elders accompanying Yemo Chanye and the others had roared with fear and anger. There were too many warriors rushing in, and they were too crazy when they charged. Even if they had an absolute advantage in personal combat power, they were still tired. 'Yes.
Those killed were all their own elites, including some familiar faces, who were their descendants.
Several powerful elders suddenly saw their children and grandchildren among the enemies who were attacking them. They only hesitated a little before their bright swords stabbed them mercilessly.
After repeated attempts, these powerful elders could only gnash their teeth and kill all the incoming people. They had been killed until they were numb and exhausted, and their limbs were a little weak from the killing.
They were so pampered that they really couldn't adapt to the hell-like battlefield in front of them, and they couldn't continue fighting with these juniors who were rushing towards them like evil ghosts. Several powerful elders have become trance-like. If they were not thinking about Yemo Chanye and others in the hall, they would have already broken out of the encirclement and escaped.
"Retreat!" Bo Luojia listened to the loud shouts of killing outside, and finally shook his head helplessly: "Retreat, the elders... can't stand it anymore."
It's not that he can't hold on any longer, but that he can't bear it anymore. Bo Luojia is well aware of the racial characteristics of the Yu tribe. They are not a group that is good at fighting. Bloody battles have always been done by the elite warriors of the Jia tribe. When countless Jia tribe warriors formed an army formation and launched a desperate attack, the powerful elders of the Yu tribe simply could not hold on for long.
Yemo Chanye snorted angrily: "Retreat... Fortunately, this is the secret stronghold of my clan. There is a teleportation array leading to my home city. Let the elders retreat, and evacuate my home city first before talking about anything else."
Suspended in mid-air, Yemo Chanye came to the corner of the hall. She softly chanted a few spells, and the blood on the ground suddenly boiled. A bright light burst out from the ground, and a teleportation array slowly rotated and rose from the ground. Yemo Chanye placed several hand seals on the teleportation array. After confirming that all functions of the teleportation array were intact, she nodded with satisfaction.
"Come on, let the elders..." Yemo Chanye turned around to greet the ruling emperors present. With a sudden loud noise, several crucial space runes on the teleportation array suddenly cracked, and the dazzling teleportation array quickly It dimmed.
"How... is this possible?" Yemo Chanye's eyes widened in horror. She looked at the dim teleportation array and hissed: "Someone destroyed the teleportation array in my city. But in this secret teleportation array, except for me, , there are no more than ten people in the entire Anri lineage who know about it.”
The expressions of everyone in the hall suddenly changed. Yemo Chanye's residence was in the far north of Liangzhu. As the ruling emperor of the Anri lineage, her residence was heavily guarded and ordinary people could not easily step into it.
Such a secret teleportation array has actually been destroyed. It can be seen that the enemy's tentacles have penetrated every corner of the Dark Sun Lineage, and even the deepest secrets of Yemo Chanye have been touched by the enemy.
The Anri family is like this, but what about the other eleven ruling families
The huge sedan chair had been carried outside the manor by the Jia warriors who were crawling on their knees. Yu Huo looked coldly at the manor with blood all over the floor, and suddenly laughed softly: "Oh, oh, you want to escape? Have you asked? I didn’t? You can’t escape without my permission.”
After laughing a few times, Yu Huo pulled out a large handful of the long black light on his body. He rubbed the hairsprings condensed by the soul power with both hands and twisted it into a huge black light. group, and casually threw it towards the entrance of the corridor leading to the underground hall in the manor.
The black light ball flew to the entrance of the corridor as fast as lightning, and there was a "buzz" sound. The light ball exploded, and a terrible soul impact turned into a black wave visible to the naked eye and blasted into the corridor, quickly heading underground along the corridor. spread.
Wherever the soul impact passed, the powerful elders who had been stunned by the bloody battle screamed in unison, rolled to the ground with their heads in their hands, twitched a few times, and then fainted.
The twelve ruling emperors in the underground hall were caught off guard and were hit by the black soul impact. Dazzling flashes of light lit up on their bodies, and they were shattered after being hit by the soul impact. Yemo Chanye and others exclaimed, and then they were stunned, rolled their eyes and fell to the ground.
The blood rippled for a few times, and the ruling emperors who controlled the supreme power of the Yu Dynasty floated in the blood with pale faces, just like the broken corpses around them.
After a while, a group of Jia warriors broke into the hall. They grabbed the long hair of Yemo Chanye and others very roughly, dragged them savagely, and pulled them to the ground.
Twelve ruling emperors, eighteen powerful elders, and more than two hundred of the most elite foreign warriors, all of them were lying on the ground in a row, their bodies covered with blood, and many of them were densely covered with large and small wounds. of wounds.
Everyone has shackles made of black energy between their eyebrows. Their soul fire is imprisoned by the shackles, and everyone is in a state of unconsciousness, like a vegetative state.
"Oh, beautiful little girl, is she the sister of the original stupid owner of my body?" Yu Huo stood up and walked out of the sedan chair slowly, stepping on the backs of one Jia tribe warrior after another, slowly Went to the ground.
He came to Yemo Chanye and looked down at Yemo Chanye's beautiful face. After looking at it carefully for a long time, Yu Huo raised the corners of his lips and smiled in a very evil way: "What a masterpiece. Such a beautiful soul makes me unable to bear to eat her. Some souls are works of art and should be well preserved as collections. , take it out and play with it occasionally, instead of treating it roughly as food."
Yu Huo knelt down and gently brushed his fingers between Yemo Chanye's eyebrows.
The shackles formed by the black energy dispersed, and Yemo Chanye's body trembled slightly. She suddenly opened her eyes wide and looked at Yu Huo who was so close in horror.
"Yemotian... you damn traitor, where did you... get the power?" Yemo Chanye didn't yell or curse loudly, but asked the doubts in her heart - this kind of power instantly subdued The power of so many people is not the power that Yamotian should have.
"Yemo... Chanye, beautiful name, beautiful soul, beautiful girl..." Yu Huo looked at Yemo Chanye with a smile, and casually pointed to the eleven ruling emperors beside him: "I am not Yemotian, Although my body does come from him."
Smiling, Yu Huo said calmly: "I'm sorry, you are all my prisoners now."
(End of chapter)