"Didn't Concubine Rou fall hundreds of years ago?"

"That old man wasn't the martial arts powerhouse of hundreds of years ago, Cang Songzi?"

The sound of gasps sprung up like mushrooms after a rain, and it was endless.

As the figures on the steps became clearer and clearer, the gasps around them grew louder and louder.

"Xuanyuan Night!" Standing on the shore of the sea of clouds, Huangpu looked at the familiar figure in the crowd with some astonishment, and Xuanyuan Night was also among them.

In addition, Huang Pu also saw some familiar people, the former deputy hall master of the Moon God Temple, Ghost Ash, and even the hall master and elder of the Martial God Temple.

"The Land of the North Hills!" the Emperor muttered softly, as to why they were here.

Nine thousand nine hundred and ninety-nine steps went along the way, and the momentum was magnificent, and a majestic aura permeated on it.

However, there was no fluctuation of breath on these people's bodies, and the silence was terrifying.

Outside the domain, Ye Chen's gaze fell on the magnificent steps through the heavy clouds and mist, and he said in a low voice: "This is the land of Beiqiu?"

Although they were far away, Ye Chen also found a few people standing on the steps, but there was no aura fluctuation on these people.

At the same time, Ye Chen also noticed that iron chains several feet thick were circling on the steps, binding the hands and feet of Xuanyuan Ye and the others.

The aura of vicissitudes permeated these chains, and sometimes showed a vast coercion.

The flickering chains stood out on the steps, and the sharp-eyed guardians immediately noticed the chains, "What's going on?"

Ye Chen looked at Mo Che with a puzzled expression.

The tens of millions of troops behind him roared, Mo Che's expression was still indifferent, his deep eyes looked at the land of Beiqiu, and said softly: "The land of Beiqiu is also the land of prisoners, imprisoned, imprisoned for thousands of years!"

"Imprisoned?" Ye Chen looked stunned, and at this glance, the nine thousand nine hundred and ninety steps were full of figures, densely packed. How many strong people are there.

Mo Che raised his right hand and flicked it forward, and the ever-changing sea of clouds immediately shattered, and the whole picture of the land of Beiqiu appeared in the sight of the two.

Mo Che pointed to the figures bound by the iron chains and asked, "Live in this world." What is it that people should be in control?"

His eyes were contemplative. Ye Chen realized: "Desire!"

Hearing this, Mo Che chuckled lightly and said slowly: "People should control their own desires, not be controlled by them. The human instinct is to seek comfort. Pursue enjoyment, but also with moderation. No matter what shoes you wear, the most important thing is the fit. ”

"Hehe, desire is like water, just be appropriate. If there are too many, it will overflow. ”

"When the desire in their hearts is overflowing, they choose to give up everything and come here to find the first perseverance. ”

"The iron chain is called the chain of desire, and they are deeply afraid that their desires will bring unimaginable disasters to the mainland, so they bring chains of desire to themselves. ”

"The oldest of these people date back to four generations, and they are the guardians of that era. ”

"Chain of Desire!" renounces everything in the world, fame and rights. Coming down from a high position, he is not a powerful man, a suzerain, an emperor, or a family master. Imprison yourself here.

Looking at these figures, Ye Chen was slightly moved.

The expressions of the Moon Sword Scar and the other guardians were also extremely moved, obviously, it was the first time they had heard Mo Che talk about this North Hill Land.

But the wind and thunder looked flat. He had long known the necessity of the existence of this northern hill, because he was also one of the prisoners in it. Not only him, but even Yue Chuge and Mo Che were also prisoners in the place where they were imprisoned.

In the rear, the roars of the army of cadres became more and more intense, setting off a monstrous coercion and a surging tide in space.

Mo Che took a step forward unhurriedly, his right hand made a handprint, and a deep voice floated out: "Solution!"

The vast sea of clouds shattered in vain, and on the dead and silent steps, a terrifying aura erupted, bang!

Those who had their eyes closed opened their eyes one after another, and there was a blank look in their eyes, and then the color of determination replaced everything.

"Xuanyuan Night!" Huang Pu saw Xuanyuan Night open his eyes and called softly.

Xuanyuan heard the prestige and saw Huang Pu, he just nodded, looked upward, and looked at the murderous army, his eyes were full of coldness.

The chains of the people who bound these people fell off one after another, and the waves of vigorous cultivation fluctuated, and the surrounding heaven and earth seemed to be imprisoned by this sudden coercion.

Bang bang! The Guardians standing around stepped back, unable to bear the oppression brought by these coercions, "What a terrible oppression!"

Kill, kill, kill! The roar of the army of the Great Cadres roared, and the intent of killing permeated the sky above the Jade Emperor Peaks through the seal.

And at this moment, a series of brilliant sword lights rose up above the steps, broke through the clouds, swept past the seal, and went straight to the army that came from all over the world.

The sharp sound of breaking the wind was endless, Ye Chen looked at the sword light that swept by, and the look of shock filled his eyes, the will of martial arts, the martial arts realm, the martial arts world, the cultivation of these people was all martial arts realm.

Without any words, Xuanyuan Ye and the others rushed into the army like walking corpses, raised their rusty swords, and harvested the lives of the army.

Blood stained the sword, and the rusty sword grew sharper and sharper.

The screams gathered together and resounded in the world.

Ye Chen turned around and looked at the figures that set off the bloody rain one after another, a smile rose at the corner of his mouth, the Martial God Continent was not as weak as he imagined.

"Where is the Guardian!" Mo Che raised his arms and exhaled, his voice reverberating as the sound of heaven and earth.

"In!" loud and powerful shouts resounded in the sky above the Jade Emperor, and the guardians who had rushed to the Jade Emperor City gathered in the sky, densely packed, and the bright sword light plated a layer of golden yellow for the sky.

"The foreign enemy is rampant, driving straight down, the shame of the mountains and rivers, and the shame of the snow. Mo Che's voice was a little low, but it resounded in the depths of each guardian's soul.

"I wait for martial arts cultivation, and now we are also flesh and blood, not afraid of a battle!" Mo Che's words did not fall, his sword fingers fell suddenly, and the magnificent sword rainbow appeared at his fingertips, the sword rainbow was a hundred zhang wide, like a star going straight to the sky, falling straight down, falling into the army of tens of millions, and also setting off a burst of bloody wind and rain, blood flying, and the sky and earth were eclipsed.

"Kill!" the millions of guardians gathered, sword wielding, swept over the seal, just like their ancestors at the beginning, and met the iron hooves of tens of millions of troops without hesitation.

"It is glory for blood to be shed out of the land, but it is sorrow to die by the sword of one's own people. Qianchuan Cliff muttered, holding his sword, and also rushed into the army.

Kill, kill, kill! A deafening killing sound came out of the guardian's mouth, it is their misfortune to be born in this era, they died outside the territory, and it is also their luck to be born in this era, using the sword in their hands to create an era of turning swords into plowshares.

Although the Martial God Continent is at a disadvantage in numbers, in terms of strength comparison, the Martial God Continent completely suppresses the Great Qian Empire.

Mo Che stepped out of the air, holding the piano stand with his left hand and stroking the piano with his right hand, and when the strings were plucked, the sound of the piano similar to the Jin Ge Iron Horse echoed, turning into a real sound sword and sweeping out.

"Ahh

Looking at this scene, Ye Chen smiled slightly, gently flicked the Qilin Sword, and muttered, "Old man, it's time for us to make a move." ”

Before the words fell, Ye Chen kicked his feet, and his body shot out like an arrow off the string.

Snowflakes flew, the rain of cause and effect fell, killing people was originally an extremely bloody thing, but it became an artistic existence in Ye Chen's hands.

Kill! Xiao Fatzi held the Proud World Sword, followed closely behind Ye Chen, and wherever he passed, blood flowed like a river.

These soldiers who came with Emperor Daqian originally fantasized about how to be majestic on the Martial God Continent and how to ravage the Martial God Women like water, but these fierce guardians in front of them ruthlessly shredded their illusions.

The Martial God Continent is by no means a weak person to be slaughtered by others.

"Damn, it's not that there are no strong people in the Martial God Continent, why are there so many strong people. ”

"I want to go back to Tiangang, the madmen in this Martial God Continent are like madmen. ”

Standing in the endless sea of blood, Ye Chen looked at this scene with a calm expression, this eternal sky had witnessed countless such killings.

Because of interests, there is killing, stick to your heart, and all killing is worth it.

The six sword corpses followed, and where Ye Chen passed, there were no more martial artists standing within a thousand zhang, and they fell in pieces.

"Moon God, it should be like this!" Yue Liuyun hugged Yuemeng's corpse, looking at the scene outside the domain with complicated eyes, and after a while, Yue Liuyun also held the sword weapon and walked into the outside of the domain, I am the guardian.