In the Wei Kingdom, between the towering mountains, an extremely majestic palace group rises and falls. ,!

A terrifying coercion permeated the palace, blending into heaven and earth, forming a number of prohibitions.

Brilliant sword light shuttled through the palace, sometimes bringing a sharp sound of breaking wind.

Hundreds of thousands of Martial God Electors came in and out of it, and their faces showed solemn expressions.

Among the undulating palaces, there is a palace of dozens of zhang, covering an extremely vast area, on which a huge stone sword stands.

The half-naked Martial God Elector clan circulated around the stone sword, and one after another mysterious imprints were engraved on the stone sword.

As soon as the stone sword was imprinted, a spatial ripple appeared around it.

Dressed in a green shirt hunting, Nameless held a blood-colored longbow, looking at the stone swords, a smile appeared in his eyes.

"How is the Void Sword Formation progressing?" A hoarse voice sounded in the background, Nameless turned around, and said with a slight smile: "Theoretically, it has been successfully built, but it hasn't really been tried yet!"

"Nameless grandpa, then we can go to Uncle Ye through this Void Sword Array. Future's eyes stared at the huge stone sword in front of him, and a touch of expectation appeared on his pretty face.

"If you miss the appointed day and Engong has not yet appeared, I will arrange for my clansmen to find Engong!"

"Through the Void Sword Formation, you can also avoid the eyes and ears of those minions of the Wei State. Nameless said with a smile, and his big hand tapped Mirai's forehead lightly.

Liu frowned slightly, the corners of the future mouth were slightly flattened, and he whispered softly as always: "Isn't it okay now?"

Hearing this, Nameless smiled helplessly. In the past dozens of days, this little girl has been nagging Uncle Ye Zi all the time. Nameless gaze swept over the undulating stone sword, slightly moved. Not only is he worried about Ye Chen in the future, but he is also extremely worried, after all, it is extremely sinister to lure away the powerhouses of Yan and Zhao with the power of one person, fortunately, a few days ago, Nameless learned the news that Jing Ke and Zhao Kuo had fallen into Ye Chen's hands.

"Nizi, wait until the appointed day, if Engong does not appear. Let's look for it again, wait a few more days!" Phantom Ice Cloud chuckled, holding the green white jade hand of the future, chuckling.

Hearing this, Future's eyes flashed with disappointment, and finally nodded obediently and said, "Hmm!"

"I'm going to pinch the clay figure in the future, this time I must pinch the most handsome Uncle Ye and surprise him!" waving the mud in his hand, Future said with a smile. Turned around and jumped into the palace.

See here. Nameless and Phantom Ice Cloud both smiled.

It wasn't until after the future left that Phantom Bingyun's face showed a solemn look and said, "What news is coming today?"

His face sank slightly, the nameless sword frowned slightly, and said in a low voice: "The situation is not optimistic, it is rumored that after Engong killed Jing Ke and Zhao Kuo, the two strong men, the Second Emperor of Yan Zhao was extremely angry and issued a hunt and kill order. The powerful people of all the hidden worlds came out together and laid a net of heaven and earth!"

"If that's the case, Engong's situation is very dangerous!" Phantom Bingyun's voice was a little hoarse, and he spat lightly.

"This is just one of them, and the second is that the emperors of various empires have killed the Martial God Election Clan, as little as a million. More than 10 million, hanging the heads of the clansmen for the first time in various empires, wanting to force Engong to appear!"

The inky black pupils swept with monstrous killing intent, and the nameless hands clenched. The green tendons burst out and gurgled.

"These miscellaneous things will do this kind of thing, slaughtering tens of millions of my clansmen, and one day, the old body will destroy its various imperial capitals and destroy the royal families of all countries!" Phantom Ice Cloud gritted his teeth.

"That's why I didn't let my clansmen go out to find out about Engong, for the past few days, the soldiers of all empires have been frantically looking for the Martial God Chosen Clan. Nameless raised his head, looked at the blue sky, and sighed slightly.

"I hope Engong won't be carried away by anger and break into the imperial capital alone!" Phantom Bingyun said with a little worry, without even thinking about it, she could guess some clues, there must be a lot of ambushes in the imperial capital, waiting for Ye Chen to jump inside.

"No!" Nameless affirmed.

His eyes swept across the cloudless sky, and he said in a nameless voice: "In the past few days, you and I have taken turns to supervise, and we must not let the Tiangang warriors set foot here!"

"Hmm!" Phantom Bingyun nodded slightly, looking at the busy figure below, a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Tens of millions of miles of travel, through many obstacles, they rushed from Daqian to the border of Wei.

During this period, Nameless and Phantom Ice Cloud and the others also met many Martial God Chosen Clans, most of these tribes joined the team, so that now this team has grown to the extent that it is today.

However, while the two were chatting, black shadows appeared in vain in the void.

There are more than a million black shadows, these black shadows are griffins, and above the griffin, there is a soldier with an indifferent expression, and the black armor is as black as ink oozing a trace of chill.

The griffons hovered overhead, but they didn't make any noise of breaking the wind.

A black-robed young man slowly stepped out of the air, holding a Martial God Elector in one hand, his cold gaze swept over the peaks below, and muttered: "The rules of heaven and earth flow from time to time, prohibitions flash, and very clever prohibitions almost even hide the past!"

The black-robed young man had sharp and angular lines, his eyes were deep and sharp, and he didn't feel that he gave people a sense of oppression, but there was a cold color flowing between his eyebrows, he lowered his head, looked at the Martial God Elector in his hand, and smiled slightly, the black mist like ink rose in vain at the five fingers, and in an instant, the Martial God Elector Clan in his hand was swallowed by the black fog and turned into a pool of blood.

"Pathetic pariahs, who betray their people and think they can make a living. The black mist poured into his palm like a tide, and the black-robed old man was surprisingly long, and his slender fingers shimmered like sword light.

Stretching his muscles slightly, the thin lips of the black-robed young man outlined a curvature, and said in a mocking tone: "Tsk, hiding in Wei Land, openly entering and leaving Wei Land, these self-righteous untouchables really think that my Great Wei soldiers are all stupid?"

When the soldiers around saw the black-robed old man, a look of respect appeared on their indifferent faces: "I've seen the Marquis of Xinling!"

In Tiangang, the emperor of the empire is famous, but there are also four people whose fame is widely spread, known as the four sons of the Warring States.

The Marquis of Pingyuan of Zhao, the Marquis of Meng Wei of Qi, the Marquis of Chunshen of Chu, and the Marquis of Xinling of Wei.

The ancestors of the countries have disappeared one after another, but these four people are still active in everyone's sight.

The Marquis of Xinling, known as Wei Wuji, was famous, and he led the soldiers of the Wei State to defeat the Qin army twice and save the Wei State from danger, which is enough to show this person's military talent.

Not only that, but this person's strength is extremely strong, and he condensed his origin body more than a thousand years ago.

Under the black robe, the face of the Marquis of Xinling was slightly pale, and a pair of soul-stirring dark purple magnificent eyes stared at the recklessness below, and chuckled: "Among these hundreds of thousands of untouchables, there are many strong people who hide, and there are even guys who have condensed their original bodies!"

"Only such a prey can arouse Ben Hou's interest, capture it, and if possible, there will be a few more terrifying starry sky beasts!" A touch of greed flashed in Xinling Hou's magnificent eyes, and with a wave of his big hand, he waved his sleeve robe, and said coldly: "Pass on Ben Hou's order!"

"300,000 amber soldiers, with the magic array of imprisoning heaven and earth, imprisoning this piece of heaven and earth, tsk, even if you use the void sword array, Benhou will make it difficult for those untouchables to fly!"

Heaven and earth seemed to be unable to withstand the gaze of the Marquis of Xinling, and there were spatial ripples visible to the naked eye.

"No!" 300,000 soldiers came out together, and a series of brilliant sword lights crisscrossed and criss-crossed, and the fierce sword qi gathered together, like a net from heaven and earth, enveloping all directions.

Above the palace, the existing prohibition is crumbling.

Nameless and Phantom Ice Clouds, who were chatting, raised their heads one after another, looking at the void world with shocked faces, and a sense of oppression that had never been felt before was sweeping in.

The incomparably thick soul power spread out from the two of them, and when they noticed the Wei soldiers appearing in the distance, their faces changed slightly.

"The enemy is coming, according to the plan, retreat!" Nameless roared, grabbed the blood-colored longbow in his hand, and the arrows formed by the convergence of the rules of heaven and earth shot out one after another, shooting down on the surrounding peaks, and in an instant, one after another incomparably strong will erupted on the peaks, and the sword pillars that reached the sky soared into the sky, and these peaks suddenly formed a prohibition, enveloping the palace below.

"I hope these prohibitions can last for a while!" Phantom Bingyun's face was extremely solemn, and he methodically commanded hundreds of thousands of Martial God Electors.

"Retreat!"

"Retreat!"

In the undulating palace, the aftermath echoed......

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