The thunder snake hovered in the sky, and the aura on the bodies of thousands of Moon Domain martial artists diffused, turning into a terrifying coercion.

Click! Thunder streaked across the sky, bringing a loud roar.

The roar broke the dead silence of the scene, and the leaders of the many forces looked at each other, obviously hesitating about something.

The Eight Cities have controlled the Eight Cold Hell for thousands of years, and in these thousands of years, the other Eight Cold forces will naturally not surrender to the Eight Cold Cities as they appear to be.

Among them, there are also some forces that have the ambition to replace the Eight Cold City and control the Eight Cold Hell.

It's just that under the terrifying strength of the Eight Cold Cities and the bloody suppression, these forces were all washed in blood.

Despite this, more forces have buried these ambitions in their hearts, and today, Gongzi Yu has re-entered the cycle of reincarnation, and there is no owner in the Eight Cold Cities, and the ambitions buried deep in the hearts of many force leaders have sprouted again.

The last gray-haired old man stepped into the air.

The white hair is like snow, and the white robe makes the old man look like a fairy wind bone.

The old man held his sword and saluted towards Ye Chen, and said in a deep voice: "I have seen Your Excellency in Xingyun, the sect leader of the Xingxue Sect in the Lower Eight Cold City!"

"We have never interfered in the grievances between Your Excellency and the Eight Cold City, and today Your Excellency has killed the Lord of the Eight Cold City, and it stands to reason that this Eight Cold City should belong to the control of the Moon Domain. ”

"However, this Eight Cold City is the symbol of my Eight Cold Hells, and this name change is absolutely unacceptable. ”

"Besides, I have another proposal, I wonder what your Excellency thinks?"

"We and many other forces form an alliance. Jointly manage the Eight Cold Hells. Cancel the ancient tradition of managing the Eight Cold Hell with a single force!"

"Only in this way can the Eight Cold Hells develop, far surpassing the other three major hells!" Saying this, the old man's tone was obviously stunned, and his eyes subconsciously looked down.

Dozens of terrifying momentum rushed into the sky, and more than thirty figures appeared in vain in the void.

More than thirty martial arts wills broke through the sky and gathered together, forming a terrifying general trend, surpassing the Nine Heavens.

"I don't know what Your Excellency thinks?" the old man said with a smile, and his tone couldn't help but be tough. He muttered in his heart: "These guys really didn't disappoint the old man, the Eight Cold Hell is so big, even if they get a piece of the pie, it is enough to strengthen their respective sects!"

"Nebula Sect!" Gongzi Su Jian's eyebrows raised slightly, and his eyes were a little unkind. "This old guy finally showed his fox tail, just one Nebula Sect can't control the Eight Cold City, so he pulls in other sects to oppress the lord?"

"Maybe for ordinary people, the oppression of more than thirty martial arts wills cannot be underestimated, but unfortunately, this old guy has played the abacus too well!"

"The most hated thing in the Lord is to be threatened, and the most direct way is to directly erase the person who generated these threats. A chill flickered in Gongzi Su's eyes, and Gongzi Su still remembered the ugly corners of these people's mouths.

Gongzi Su smiled coldly, when Gongzi Yu killed his father and controlled Bahan City. He found a leader of many forces in Eight Cold City and wanted to overthrow Gongzi Yu.

It's a pity that under Gongziyu's strong strength, these guys all chose to stand in Gongziyu's camp, which is why Gongzisu was forced to flee from Bahan City.

Hearing this, Ye Chen closed his eyes slightly, and did not pay attention to the words of this old man, he was not a Eight Cold Hell Martial Artist, and naturally he had never heard of the so-called Star Snow Sect.

More than thirty martial arts wills swept in, rolling the general trend in the sky. Ye Chen, who had withdrawn the eleven wills, looked so thin. Especially in the ocean of the general trend, it seems that it can be drowned by the general trend at any time.

"Naturally, there is no doubt that the Moon Domain must have a transcendent position in this alliance!" the old man smiled gently, looking extremely sincere.

"Only this guy agreed to form an alliance. Then I only need to win over the leaders of the other forces, and this power will fall into my hands without knowing it. "There was a glint of wisdom in his eyes. The old man waited for Ye Chen's response.

"Finished?" Ye Chen opened his eyes, looked at the old man with a flat expression, and took a step forward.

Thunder snakes surrounded the surroundings, and as Ye Chen took a step forward, the roar echoed continuously, dominating the nine heavens.

The indifferent tone and plain gaze made the old man smile at the corner of his mouth, and his expression was stunned, and he said, "Hmm!"

"Then let's go back!" Before the words fell, a monstrous sword intent spread across the void.

The will of the martial arts surged, and Ye Chen's figure disappeared into the void in vain, and in the next moment, Ye Chen's figure appeared in the old man's sight, constantly magnifying.

Inky darkness rendered the sky, and in an instant, the heavens and the earth fell into endless darkness.

An inexplicable chill hovered in his heart, and the old man's right hand subconsciously held the hilt of the sword, and was about to take out the sword, when a bright sword light appeared in his eyes.

This brilliant sword light illuminated the entire world, and after the sword light disappeared, there was a silence like death.

A touch of blood red dripped out, like a red dripping on a picture scroll, with a different kind of charm.

"Remember, you are not qualified to discuss with this condition!" Ye Chen's voice echoed, breaking the dead silence, and the darkness dissipated in the blink of an eye.

The snow is abundant, and in the depths of winter, the soft sunlight shines through the gaps in the snowflakes and falls on this ancient city.

And everyone's eyes were fixed on this scene in front of them, although the sun was warm, it made them feel a piercing chill when it fell on their pupils.

The vitality dissipated in the old man's body, the old man's eyes showed horror, his face still maintained the horror before death, his eyes stared at the distance, a slender sword pointed at the old man's neck, and the eye-catching blood stains swirled around the tip of the sword.

Ye Chen held the sword in his right hand and a dim light in his left hand, it was the martial arts soul of the old man, and his sanity had been erased by Ye Chen.

Poof! Blood stained the sky, and the old man's body staggered downward, becoming a corpse in a sea of millions of corpses.

"Nebula Sect!" A sneer made the corners of Ye Chen's mouth rise, Ye Chen put the martial arts soul into the Qilin Ring, and the Qilin Sword in his hand was raised again, as long as there was a similar aura of martial arts flowing on his body as the old man before, Ye Chen directly wiped it out with one sword.

The body was like the wind, and wherever it passed, the sword rainbow appeared, the blood light was agitated, and several screams sounded again, pulling everyone back to reality from the previous sword.

There are several martial arts realm falls, and the fallen martial artists are all disciples of the Nebula Sect.

The leaders of the other forces were about to make a move, but when they saw the two leaders of the forces who had only taken a step, the picture of the blood column surging, the steps that these people had just taken stopped in mid-air.

"Do you also want to step in the footsteps of the Nebula Sect?" Turning around, Ye Chen held the blood-stained sword, his eyes calmly looked at the more than thirty martial arts realms, and the martial arts will was circulating in his body, and the place where he was was imprisoned in the void.

The flat tone brought a monstrous killing intent, and at this moment, many powerful warriors chose to be silent and shot their heads, which they still understood.

A hint of ridicule flashed in Ye Chen's eyes, these forces seemed to be on the same front, but as long as their own side showed enough strength, this so-called alliance would be broken without attacking, in short, bullying the weak and fearing the hard.

"Nebula Sect Martial Artist, there is no mercy for killing!" Ye Chen held his sword and walked towards the City Lord's Mansion.

"No!" the Moon Domain warrior suddenly agreed, and more than a thousand sword lights fell into the void, rushing to the streets and alleys, and the sounds of killing converged into a piece of music.

"Alas!" A light sigh sounded, and more than thirty wills hovering in the void gradually dissipated, and the leaders of these forces undoubtedly expressed their actions with silence, admitting that Ye Chen controlled the Eight Cold Hells.

Despite this, the leaders of many factions have begun to consider how to improve their relationship with the Moon Domain.

The sound of killing gradually dissipated, Ye Chen looked down at the City Lord's Mansion below, the huge City Lord's Mansion was already uninhabited, like a dead city.

With his eyes slightly closed, Ye Chen sat in the void in a curled circle, reminiscing about the experience of the Heaven and Earth Martial Dao Tribulation, consolidating his martial will, and even using the will of the moon god to condense his own martial will.

"Integrating part of the will of heaven and earth and the will of the thirty-six heavens is already the limit, and it was originally planned to integrate the will of the moon god and the will of the sword corpse into it!"

"However, the effect of the former far exceeds that of the latter, as for the will of the moon god and the will of the sword corpse, they can only be integrated into it again when they break through the bottleneck and evolve the martial arts realm, achieving the supreme realm!"

"A martial arts realm with so many wills shouldn't disappoint me!" Ye Chen muttered, the thick true qi in his body circulating in his limbs, and a dull sound echoed.

"The pinnacle of the first layer of martial arts!" Heaven and earth aura surged wildly, and a vortex of aura appeared around Ye Chen, and the aura poured into his body like a tide, "With today's strength, even if you condense the will of the six sword corpses and use the killing divine power, it is enough to last more than fifty breaths!"

"The peak of Lingwu and the first layer of martial arts are the gap between heaven and earth, and this sentence is really true. The killing around had nothing to do with Ye Chen, Ye Chen once again fell into cultivation, and the six sword corpses stood in different directions, protecting Ye Chen in them.

"At this time, I think of Liu Dong's guy again, alas!" Gongzi Su said quietly, his eyes fell on the messy Eight Cold City, his expression was a little helpless, the Eight Cold City changed hands and named Tiandao, which is indispensable for some trivial things, these things are not Ye Chen's turn to do, Gongzi Su can only deal with these trivial matters, "If the Eight Cold Hell is handed over to Liu Dong's guy to manage, he should be very happy." ”

The snow was full of snow, Gongzi Su's eyes became extremely sharp in vain, Gongzi's sword was raised, and he shouted: "Tianmen Sect, Sword Heart Pavilion, Wangxiangmen and other forces of martial artists, all of them will be destroyed!"

In Gongzi Su's memory, this Tianmen Sect, Jianxin Pavilion, and looking at the door are all Gongzi Yu's diehards.

Before the words fell, louder killing sounds rushed into the sky, and the bloody rain once again shrouded this thousand-year-old city.

Controlling the Eight Cold Hell was a shocking thing in the eyes of ordinary people, but for Ye Chen, it was just a trivial matter, and everything had just begun.

The moment Ye Chen stepped into the martial arts realm, the era that belonged to the moon god had truly arrived