Chapter 939

This is a bloody land, with mountains of corpses and a sea of blood, like a boundless hell.

There is no life here, only blood and bone. In the roaring blood wind, there is a howl; in the rolling blood fog, there is a whine. This should be a tomb, the bones of mountains, the blood of a river, but the accompanying burial of that man.

Whoosh! Whoosh!

I don't know how long it took before dozens of figures appeared in the roaring blood wind. They were Dao emperor, Tianzong ancestor and Zhongjiang.

"What a terrible battle!" The crowd frowned and gasped.

"Late?" Zhong Jiang looks ugly, constantly looking around, looking for ye Chen's figure.

"The jade of the soul is not broken, he is still alive." Emperor Tianzong took a look at the jade in his hand.

"That is the imperial city of Nanzhao." Li Xiao, who was brought over, pointed to a vast ancient city in the distance. Compared with Zhongjiang, he was pale and trembling. He had never seen such a bloody picture.

"Go They all went straight to the imperial city of Nanzhao.

...........。

Only Longmen.

In the main hall, the ancestor of the Dragon walked back and forth, like ants on a hot pot, looking at the hall more than once.

It is not only him, but also the master of the Dragon sect and many elders.

Last night, the strong men of the Xueling family killed Nanzhao, but there is no news yet. They have spent the whole night waiting for such a ridiculous news,

back!

Soon, the head of the Dragon Gate suddenly turned his head and looked out of the hall. A figure of a man came flying quickly.

Grandfather, help me!

The man was crying for help, and fell like a magic light. He stumbled into the hall, covered with blood.

Poof!

The next moment, still ready to call for help, he was shot into the hall by a black spear, and was nailed to death in the hall.

This!

All the people in the hall suddenly changed their looks.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The sound of thumping sounds, slow and rhythmic, listen carefully, it is the sound of walking, because the body is too heavy, so that every step of the fall, step on the virtual sky roar.

All people, eyes are subconsciously moved to the outside of the hall.

There, there is a young man full of blood slowly coming, blood flying, walking on the sea of evil blood, carrying blood to kill the sword, like a God from the demon world.

Ye... Ye Chen!

The master of the dragon's gate collapsed to the ground, and the ancestor of the dragon was shaking and could not stand steadily.

He, the Lord of heaven, the God of the world, killed with his sword.

Run away!

I don't know who it is. There are nearly a thousand people in the huge single dragon gate, but no one dares to go up to Yingfeng. They are like dogs who have lost their families, and they all escape all over the sky.

Zheng!

Chixiao Zheng Ming, ye Chen began to kill, he is killing, it is drinking blood, he is the world's demon God, it is the world's magic sword.

Ah!

The shrill cry was like the sound of death knell between heaven and earth. Each sound was a living creature. Under the magic sword of the demon God, it turned into wisps of blood mist and dyed the whole world.

No, no, no, no!

The only dragon's gate master hid to the end of the hall, looking at the slowly coming Ye Chen with a frightened face.

At this moment, what is his regret, regret should not send his two illegitimate children to the mortal world, regret should not have provoked Ye Chen, so that he buried a blood, but also buried the inheritance of dugongmen for hundreds of years.

Zheng!

The magic sword roared in the red sky, and the head of the dragon's gate was cut off, and the blood was drunk by it. The magic light was more powerful.

Boom!

With a thunderbolt, the mountain collapsed, and the only dragon's gate was removed from the list.

Ye Chen goes on the road again, stepping on the sea of evil spirits and blood, holding the red sky with blood stained. The blood is flying, and every ray is stained with blood color and magic light.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The vast world is not peaceful.

Ethereal sky, bang bang sound slow and rhythmic, such as thunder in the roar.

That... That is!

Under the sky, wherever there are people, they all raise their heads and look at the empty sky with an unbelievable face. Their eyes are fixed on Ye Chen who is stepping on the sea of evil spirits and blood.

Ye... Ye Chen!

Maybe those people don't know. When they say the name, their voice and body are shaking.

It was a god of killing from the prison, dead and dead engraved in their bones; it was a god of war from the sky, with life and life imprinted in their memory; it was a demon God from nine secluded places, slowly seared in their souls.

"He... He's still alive."

"He... He's killed... From the wuwandaze."

All the people's bodies were shaking, and they kept retreating and retreating. They just wanted to retreat to the edge of the universe, and they didn't want to see that person's back again.Boom!

In the sound of fear, ye Chen, the demon God, has arrived at an ancient city.

It was the third house of the blood spirit family. There were countless strong men, but no one dared to fight. The blood of the dead flowed into a river.

When the devil left, the ancient city is already a bloody city.

Countless people fear, but can not help but follow, even though it is a nightmare, but still want to witness the rise of a generation of demons in this era.

Boom!

Another fortress border was broken, and the devil stepped into it. The ancient city became a boundless prison.

This is the sixth branch Hall of Xueling aristocratic family. The head of the hall was nailed to Xutian, and the heads of the nine commanders were decapitated. Undoubtedly, all the members of the branch hall were spared. This ancient city is a tomb, burying tens of thousands of immortals.

Bang!

The devil came out, and behind him was a sea of corpses and blood.

After death, those people are still following, looking at the bones of Chengshan and the blood of Chenghe. They can't tell whether this is human or earth. Prison.

Boom!

The second branch Hall of Xueling aristocratic family, the border of the fortress was covered by the devil's palm and was crushed on the spot.

I'll fight with you!

An old man with blood robe rushed out. He was a friar of Zhun heaven. His Qi covered the mountains and rivers. A sword pierced the sky and split the heaven and earth.

The devil did not stop, but came slowly, allowing the sword to chop on his shoulder, splashing out dazzling blood, revealing the forest of bones, but did not stop his steps.

The old man in blood robe was full of horror. He stepped back and hit the peak. In front of the devil, he was so unbearable.

Kill!

He once again wields the sword to kill, the world one sword, the earth shatters the sky.

The demon God moved, raised his hand, and Shengsheng caught the sword that was descending from the sky. The evil power was rampant. The sword broke on the spot, and the old man in the blood robe was shaken off, but he was still in shape. He was nailed to death by a black spear.

Ah!

With a whine, a killing began.

When the devil stepped out again, the ancient city had turned into dust in the blood.

He did not stop, stepping on the sea of evil blood, carrying the sword of killing with blood, he went all the way north and killed wantonly, flattening the vast ancient cities. Behind him, he was covered with blood bones.

When night fell, all the nine branches of the blood spirit family were swallowed up.

BeiChu was shocked and the land was boiling.

The reappearance of the Heavenly Lord is like the king of a demon in the world, swallowing all the heavens.

Still... Alive?

After hearing the name, their legs all softened.

This... How could it be!

Bloodthirsty hall hall hall, bloodthirsty Yan Luo is full of shock, his body is shaking.

Can it all come out alive?

From a distance of millions of miles, they could see the blood flowing back. Their eyes were hazy, as if they had seen the emperor of Chu in the past.

"Isn't it a walking corpse? Why is this so? " The blood spirit family, the blood spirit ancestor one buttocks sits on the chair.

"This... How could this be possible." His voice was shaking, and his hands holding the wine cup were shaking. All the nine sub halls were killed in a day. Is this what one person did? He couldn't believe it.

"Lao... Lao Zu, he has gone straight to kill my blood spirit family."

"Quick... Quick, inform the aristocratic families, the bloodthirsty palace, the kings, and

"You are to be buried with you." Before Xueling's words had been finished, a cold, dead, dignified and ethereal voice came from the distant sky, accompanied by the nine clouds of thunder, just like the edict passed down from heaven.