Strongest Martial God: 528. Battlefield
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The second grave, in the Demon Realm.
In this world-like space, everyone is in danger, and every movement needs to be cautious, because one carelessness may become the prey of others.
"In addition to the immortal inheritance on the bright side, many forces hidden in the dark have sent people in. This place can be said to be murderous step by step. If you are careless, there will be catastrophe. You must pay attention. !"
On the side of an ancient ruin, someone cursed in a low voice, looking ugly.
"Stop talking nonsense. Whether you can get the chance and keep the chance, it depends on your own ability!" The other person grinned and said, seriously injured at the moment, his expression is hard to see the extreme.
Obviously, these two people have just experienced a big battle just now, and it was an extremely terrifying battle, because under them, there are endless corpses, layer upon layer, and these two really stood out from that battle. of.
"Puff--"
In the mid-air, a sword light suddenly swept across, two human heads flew up in an instant, and then a figure flashed past, grabbing a stone tablet on the ground, and instantly moving towards the distance.
"This is, the emperor..."
When that figure disappeared, Ye Zhongcai appeared with an ugly expression. It was unexpected that in such a place, even the emperor would act like this, completely unscrupulous. And this scene is enough to show that this place is full of crises.
"Go!"
Ye Zhong made a decision in an instant. This area is too terrifying. There is actually an emperor hiding in the dark. In such a place, people will be cut for minutes.
This time Ye Zhong didn't care about searching all the way, but urged his ground to shrink, and quickly retreated to the back, finally reaching another area.
"Boom--"
The moment he landed, he heard terrifying howling sounds in all directions, and there was a battle not far in front.
Ye Zhong frowned. In this second grave, war seems to have become the norm, and looking at this fluctuation, it is obvious that the strong who entered here are fighting.
Suddenly, Ye Zhong's heart moved, a strange aura attracted him.
"Could it be that one of the legendary three thousand divine bodies is actually shooting ahead?" Ye Zhong groaned, and after a moment he showed a hint of astonishment, because he discovered that this strange aura and the bright moon on the sea in his body God has a touch of change.
"It should be one of the three thousand divine bodies." The small wheel said, pointing out the essence of the air in front.
"Three thousand divine bodies, kind of interesting."
Ye Zhong groaned. After a moment, he stepped on the sole of his foot and turned into a stream of light. He quickly threw out, even though he was the legendary Primordial Holy Body, claiming to be able to crush three thousand divine bodies. But this was the first time he had sensed that someone urged a real spirit pill in front of him, and this person should be one of the three thousand divine bodies.
"Ding——"
Ye Zhong's feet fell to the top of the mountain, and when he looked towards the valley below, he saw someone fighting there.
In the center of the battle group, there are two figures. The first one is a man who is about twenty years old. At this moment, behind him, there is a vast sea emerging, but the vast sea is everywhere. The iceberg was moving, and a bone-thinning chill spread in all directions, freezing the entire valley and surrounding mountains.
Obviously, the man in front of him is doing his best to catalyze the transformation of his spirit pill, the vast sea of ice.
"This is, the holy son of the Northern Wilderness Xuanbing Temple, Han Wuyi?" Ye Zhong carefully looked at the man who shot him for a while before he recognized his identity, and a different color appeared in his eyes.
The Northern Wilderness Xuanbing Temple is a true non-cultivation of Taoism, known as a peerless great religion, and the son of a religion is extraordinary, and there must be a protector around him. At the same time, the Xuanbing Temple also has an emperor sitting outside. Under these circumstances, how dare someone dare to attack Han Wuyi?
Above the vast sea, Baizhang Xuanbing continued to fly out, attacking in all directions, freezing the besiegers directly into Xuanbing and turning them into powder.
But at the same time, more than a dozen people sacrificed their artifacts and continued to attack Han Wuyi.
Behind Han Wuyi, a woman frowned slightly, but even at this time, she still looks like a snow lotus in the sky, she has a peerless fairy face, beautifully suffocating, and like a nine-day mysterious girl Bathed in the mortal world, the fairy body is white and delicate, concave and convex, and the curve is undulating, like a gelatinous jade, which is confusing.
This woman is not someone else, but she is the snow girl from the Northern Wilderness Xuanbing Temple.
"Tsk tusk, she is indeed a peerless beauty, her skin is pure and fat, and the country is beautiful." Even people like Ye Zhong couldn't help but give a compliment at this moment.
However, at this moment, the besieging powerhouses did not have any feelings of pity for Yuxiangyu. Nearly half of the offensive in their hands was swept toward the place where the Snow Girl was, so that Saint Xuanbing had to spend most of his efforts to keep it. The safety of the snow girl.
At this moment, the two sides obviously don't know how long the battle has been going on. At this moment, there are corpses all over the valley, and everything is stained red with blood. The Saint Child of Xuanbing Temple Han Wuyi had long lost the calmness and calmness of being a Saint Child. He kept killing him, his eyes were like fierce beasts, and he was absolutely unrelenting.
The Snow Girl was guarded behind him. She didn't take any action at this moment. She didn't know if she was injured or lost her fighting ability. She bit her teeth and didn't speak, but instead looked worriedly on Han Wuyi in front of her.
"Puff--"
Han Wuyi suddenly took a step forward, blasted out of the bounds of the vast sea of ice, and burst out with a punch. After three heavy moves, he actually killed a king of the Fourth Shrine directly. on the spot.
"What a terrifying body, what a terrifying strength." Ye Zhong looked at this scene, a splendor appeared in his eyes.
Obviously, the strength of Saint Xuanbing is extremely terrifying. At a young age, he can kill a king of the Fourth Shrine with one hand. If this happens, it will definitely shake the Eight Desolations.
You must know that in this world, although many saints and daughters are extremely extraordinary, the strongest is only the king of the second or third shrine. And the Saint Son of Xuanbing was able to kill the king of the Fourth Shrine with his bare hands, and he was undefeated under the siege of so many kings, which was enough to explain many problems.
In the field, Han Wuyi opened his mouth and vomited blood. His expression was terrible to the extreme, but his eyes were cold and merciless, and he didn't have the slightest desire to shrink because his white clothes were stained with blood.
His such strong belief made the kings who besie him scalp numb, but Ye Zhong, who was watching the battle on the mountain in the distance, realized that this Han Wuyi was already at the end of the battle. Knowing how long the war has been going on, he was already overdrawn. At this moment, he was erratic and seemed to lie down at any time.
"Brother, you can definitely break through with your strength. I will judge myself and won't fall into their hands." Xue Nu had tears in her eyes, but her expression still had a hint of coldness. She spoke with a cold voice. As if talking about something unrelated to me.
"Wushuang, you can rest assured, relying on these guys, you can't stop me!" Even at this moment, Han Wuyi is still full of confidence, but he has vomited a mouthful of blood before he finished speaking. .
"Brother...Let's go, bring a few elders here, and you can still avenge me." Xue Nv Han Wushuang looked firm and spoke softly.
"Hahaha, Frost-Free Saint, are you talking about the three old men? Don’t worry, if you don’t cut off the three old men, where would we be here to deal with you, so don’t be foolish. !" Someone among the besieging kings sneered.
"You..." Han Wuyi's expression changed a few times, and he understood why this group of people were so unscrupulous.
"Let’s start together, what about Saint Son of Xuanbing, he is no longer good." A dozen kings laughed, and at the same time they urged the artifacts in their hands to suppress them. Obviously, they all saw that Han Wuyi was at the end of the battle. Will fall.
"You go! Don't talk nonsense! Otherwise, I won't recognize your sister in this life!" Han Wuyi suddenly turned around, grabbing Han Wushuang and throwing it towards the rear. At the same time, he took shape. For the streamer to rush forward, it was only an instant that the two kings were beheaded.
"Puff--"
The blood flowed long, covered in Han Wuyi, but at this point, the dozens of kings on the opposite side did not retreat. Instead, they flew out quickly, killing them at the fastest speed. , And a part of them slaughtered towards the cold and Wushuang place, wanting to kill her to mess up the cold and Wuyi.
"None of your brothers and sisters can run away!"
"The three old immortals are dead, who can save you today!?"
"Today I want to have your Xuanbing Temple line, and the sons and daughters will fall together!"
This group of people sneered again and again, and wanted to kill two people in one fell swoop, because this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, and it's not so easy to kill a saint in the day.
"Boom——"
A dozen offensives were launched, several of which spilled towards the place where Han Wushuang was. Han Wuyi’s eyes were almost spraying blood. He violently retreated to the rear, trying to eat more. Block the several kings who attacked where Han Wushuang was.
"Let's go on the road together! The two brothers and sisters are here today as companions, and Huangquan Road is not alone!" The people sneered repeatedly, their faces full of mockery.
"锵——"
Suddenly, a huge sound of swords rang, causing the entire mountain range to tremble. At this moment, the rocks rolled, and the mud dragon shot into the sky.
Ye Zhong took a step forward, offering the Flying Moon Sword, pinching the Duankong Sword Intent and pointing it forward.
In these days, he has been constantly deducing the magical powers of kendo. At this moment, the sword intent is swept out, and there is already an unspeakable power in it. Horror is endless.
"Ah--"
The leading king screamed, and the artifact in his hand exploded directly, but after his figure flew hundreds of feet, it exploded into a blood drop in the air, and he couldn't die again!
"The breath of the ultimate saint soldier!? Who are you!" These kings changed their colors at the same time and shouted in unison.
"Me? You don't need to know." Ye Zhong went out with the Moon Sword on his head. At this moment, he returned to his original appearance, because the Moon Sword was one of his signatures and it was useless to cover up. And because of this, he was a lore when he shot.