The sea of clouds is changing rapidly, and the majestic general trend permeates beyond the seal.

Ye Chen stood with his hands in his hands, his sword eyebrows furrowed slightly, and the oppression he sensed was getting stronger and stronger.

Even Xiao Fatzi noticed the changes in this heaven and earth, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his gaze was like a torch staring straight at the extraterritorial battlefield outside the seal.

Kill, kill, kill! Bursts of undulating killing sounds sounded again, and the heavens and the earth shook at this moment.

The seals of the moon gods rippled and undulated, blocking the impact of this general trend, but the forbidden seals arranged by humanity were dim.

"It's coming!" Ye Chen whispered, only to see a brilliant sword light resounding in the pitch-black extraterritorial.

Under the light of the sword, one after another soldiers in armor appeared, sitting down and riding a tall tiger lion.

Feng Lei couldn't help but gasp, and when he raised his eyes, the whole world was full of endless soldiers, dense, and I don't know how many people there were.

"Millions of Tiangang Martial Artists!" Xiao Fatzi's heart also sank, and he said solemnly.

"Ten million!" Ye Chen answered, what made him jealous was not these tens of millions of Tiangang martial artists, but the strong ones hidden among the tens of millions of Tiangang martial artists.

"There are no less than two hundred martial arts will breaths alone, and there are dozens of martial arts world breaths among them!" Ye Chen's eyes flickered, and at this moment he truly realized the gap between the Martial God and Tiangang.

In addition, Ye Chen also sensed a palpitating aura, this aura should be the emperor of the Great Qian Empire!

"Quack! My Emperor brought my Great Qiandi Emperor Lion to descend on the Martial God Continent, and the whole world is the land of my Great Qian!" Haoyue, who was suppressed, laughed wildly.

The sea of blood was surging, setting off huge waves several feet high, disintegrating the offensive of several Moon Clan ancestors.

"Noise!" Ye Chen said lightly, his voice turned into the sound of heaven and earth, and the condensed power of heaven and earth poured out like a tide, reaching the sky above the ancient platform.

Time. The churning waves of blood immediately fell silent.

An unprecedented momentum came to her, Haoyue's expression changed suddenly, and the control of the sea of blood immediately panicked.

Several sword lights broke through the air and blood waves, submerging Haoyue's figure, "Ah!"

Flesh and blood were flying, and Haoyue's tragic death did not attract Ye Chen's attention.

"The humane prohibition won't last long, once the other party launches an offensive, the seal will be broken!" Ye Chen looked at the land of the North Hill below. It will take dozens of breaths for the blood-colored seal to break.

The cold wind swept the churning clouds and mist around him, and Ye Chen resolutely took a step forward.

The prohibition of humane arrangement was like a void for him, and Ye Chen's figure had passed through the seal and stepped on the extraterritorial battlefield.

"Five generations!" exclaimed Moon Sword Scar and Wind Thunder. His eyes were a little shocked.

Although there are tens of millions of people, I have the momentum of being alone, and this thin white dress is imprinted in the depths of the minds of many guardians.

"You can protect the seal, and the other guardians will help the Lord of the Thousand Rivers Hall break the seal of the land of the North Hill. Ye Chen's voice sounded outside the domain. Many Guardians responded with a bang.

Outside the territory, when I looked up, I saw that this was a barren world.

There is a vicissitudes of life here. and the turbulence of fragmented space.

There were even some snow-white bones floating in the void, and broken sword weapons were stuck in the white bones.

The whole world trembled, rippled and undulated, and in the distance, a brilliant silver light undulated. The smell of blood hit my face.

Kill, kill, kill! The tiger and lion roared, and tens of thousands of troops stepped towards this place in unison.

"Great Qian Empire!" Ye Chen muttered. With a cold expression, the Qilin Sword slowly raised forward, pointing at the tens of millions of lions: "Stop!"

Stop! Stop! Stop! In the empty heaven and earth, Ye Chen's voice reverberated into the sound of heaven and earth, setting off a huge wave of space, and the surging tide surged towards the army in front.

"Daqian!"

"Daqian!"

"Daqian!"

The sound of killing rose to the sky. The general trend contained in it directly tore apart the wave of space.

The momentum formed by the convergence of tens of millions of armies was extremely terrifying, like an iron hammer. It slammed heavily on Ye Chen's mind.

"Heaven and earth thunder, listen to my orders!" The thunder filled Ye Chen's eyes, and wherever his eyes went, endless thunder gathered, and a thunder pool occupying tens of thousands of zhang appeared between Ye Chen and the army.

"I'm for the Heavenly Tribulation!" Ye Chen took another step forward, standing in the thunder pool, the thunder dragon phantom condensed under his feet, and with a gesture, the mighty thunder roared down.

A furious thunderbolt tore through the void and fell into the midst of the army.

For this dense army, these thunderbolts were like a wave in the sea, and they were drowned in an instant.

"Daqian!"

"Daqian!"

"Daqian!"

Martial clothes hunted, Ye Chen's eyes were like torches, and his terrifying martial arts realm spread out, fusing with this thunder pool under his feet.

"Kill!" Ye Chen's left hand shook towards the endless void, and countless killing rules appeared, blending into the thunder, forming black thunder.

As Ye Chen's left hand opened, this black thunder roared out, and at a glance, the black thunder engulfed everything, along with the roar of the army.

Bang! The pace of the advancing army finally stopped at this moment, and its formation was also a little flustered.

The black thunder turned into a swimming thunder snake, setting off a bloody storm wherever it touched.

"You wait for the lowly people of the Martial God to dare to block my great generals, retreat!" A roar sounded, and in the middle of the army, a middle-aged man with a giant sword and his feet stepped across the dragon.

The wild aura permeated the middle-aged man's body, and the long hair behind him danced wildly, "I am looking for death for Li Yuan, the general of the Great Qian Empire!"

As the middle-aged man roared, the monstrous martial will exploded in him, pulling the momentum of the army, forming a dragon soaring in the nine heavens, sweeping out.

"Kill!" A ripple appeared in front of Ye Chen, and the killing body appeared.

At the moment when the killing body and Ye Chen overlapped, the unicorn sword in Ye Chen's hand pointed at the roaring dragon and shouted, "Kill!"

In just one sentence, the general trend hovering over Ye Chen turned into a storm, involving thunder, and rolled away.

Click! With the momentum of overwhelming mountains and seas, the dragon was just shrouded in the storm and shattered, and the Tiangang army standing in the front row was the first to bear the brunt, in the storm, the killing rules turned into swords, swept out, and brought up a bloody light.

Bang bang! The dull sound echoed in the body of this middle-aged man who called himself Li Yuan, his face turned pale, and he immediately spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Kill, kill, kill!" Ye Chen's voice rose and fell in Li Yuan's mind, forming a killing sword that pointed directly at his martial arts soul.

With every step he withdrew, Li Yuan's martial arts soul dimmed a little, until in the end, the martial arts soul shattered.

"Presumptuous, you should be punished for killing my great cadres as a lowly people!" A shout of reprimand sounded, and a sword light appeared in the army.

This is a young man in Confucian clothes, wearing a green shirt and holding a feather fan, and where he stepped on, the broken void immediately fell silent.

The fluctuations of the Dao Realm fluctuated on this young man, and it was obvious that this person was a cultivator in the Martial Dao Realm.

"Five breaths, there's still time to count the breaths. Ye Chen's eyes narrowed, his gaze swept over the mighty army, and finally landed on this young man, and he spoke again: "Kill!"

At the same time, Ye Chen's left hand once again grabbed towards the endless void.

Endless ice rules roared out, and the snow floc appeared in the storm above the sky, condensed into pieces of ice crystals, sprinkled out, and every Tiangang martial artist touched this ice crystal, and the vitality in his body was completely frozen, and a layer of ice several feet thick appeared, as if it became an ice sculpture. There are hundreds of thousands of ice sculptures that come to life, and it shocks the heartstrings when you look at it.

Bang! The young man in Confucian clothes was suddenly shocked, his face turned pale, and the color of fear filled his eyes.

Especially when Ye Chen's gaze fell on him, the true qi in his whole body involuntarily worked, what kind of gaze was this.

The young man in Confucian clothes stepped back, trying to avoid the storm, but when a piece of snow fell on him, his retreating right foot could no longer step into the void, and a layer of frost filled his body, and his breath was immediately gone.

First of all, the martial arts will generals fell, and then the martial arts realm generals fell, and the surrounding Tiangang martial artists all felt a chill rising in their hearts.

"Stop!" the voice of heaven and earth echoed in the sky, endlessly.