Broken ruins, dancing snow.

A cold light flashed, standing in the wind, and the terrifying sword intent circulated on the upright sword body.

Its blood-dripping hilt is particularly eye-catching with two words: proud of the world!

Just these two words made it difficult for Ye Chen's gaze to take his eyes off, this sword, he couldn't forget.

Boom! The heavens and the earth roared, and an extremely terrifying soul power surged out in Ye Chen, enveloping the heavens and bringing great oppression.

Below, the heavy prohibitions couldn't withstand Ye Chen's soul coercion, and they were directly shattered.

The Martial God Elect clan who were trapped in it got out one after another, but they couldn't bear the pressure and retreated one after another.

"Fatty, humane!" Ye Chen muttered, in this piece of heaven and earth, he sensed two faint and incomparably faint breaths, which were the breaths left by Xiao Fatzi and Humane's hands.

The frost shattered, and An Xianghou's body was like a kite with a broken string, retreating and smashing down on the collapsed rock, his face was pale and his eyes were scattered.

In just a few breaths, An Xianghou's soul origin was shattered, and his vitality was lost.

An Xianghou had a feeling of astonishment, he had already stepped into the ghost gate with his front feet, but he was pulled back.

"What about the owner of this sword?" The cold and piercing voice slowly fell, An Xianghou raised his eyes, met the pitch-black pupils, and wanted to sneer, but he couldn't help but spit lightly: "Yesterday, the Marquis of Xinling took this person to hell!"

Hearing this, Ye Chen's sword eyebrows raised in vain, "Hell?"

"Engong, do you know that strong man?" An old man walked out of the ruins, his long pale hair covered in blood, but his eyes were bright.

"Hmm!" Ye Chen nodded slightly, took a few steps forward, held the Aoshi Sword with one hand, felt the cold touch from the Aoshi Sword, and said in a low voice: "What happened here?"

The old man sighed slightly, looked around at the mountains of corpses around him, and said in a deep voice: "The nameless leader took us to escape from the Great Qian Empire, a month ago. We settled here and waited for Engong, but unexpectedly, yesterday, the Wei soldiers found our traces, and more than 100,000 Wei soldiers were under the leadership of the Marquis of Xinling. silently imprisoned this heaven and earth. The Nameless Leader and the Phantom Ice Cloud Leader were not the opponents of the Marquis of Xinling, and on the way, a strong man with this sword appeared, and the three joined forces. All of them were defeated at the hands of the Marquis of Xinling!"

"Marquis Xinling?" Although it was only a few months, Ye Chen had also heard of the prestige of the Marquis of Xinling of Wei State, known as one of the four sons of Tiangang.

"In other words, Nameless and the others were all captured by the Marquis of Xinling and taken to the Suowu Hell of the Wei Kingdom?" Ye Chen's heart sank slightly. Road.

"Hmm!" the old man nodded heavily, helplessly.

"What about the future?" Looking at the towering figure below, Ye Chen didn't see the familiar figure, and he had a bad feeling in his heart.

Hearing this, the old man's eyes dimmed in vain, his trembling fingers were raised, pointing to the end of heaven and earth, and he said bitterly: "Marquis Xinling will escort the three nameless leaders to hell, while the future Nan Nizi and the rest of the clan will be escorted to the imperial capital!"

"Imperial Capital of the Wei Kingdom!" Ye Chen's Gujing Wubo's face finally changed slightly. The emperors of all countries imprisoned more than a million prisoners and killed them, not to force themselves to appear.

"These people are operating through the Void Sword Formation, and at this moment, they have been escorted to the imperial capital in the future!" the old man sighed heavily. Whether it is the Suowu Hell of Wei or the imperial capital, in his opinion, they are all Longtan Tiger's Den. There's no end to the killing machine inside.

It is by no means comparable to the former Great Qiandi Emperor Capital and Suowu Hell, therefore. In the eyes of these Martial God Election Clans, the clansmen escorted to the imperial capital will have no return, even Nameless.

"Your Excellency, if you take Benhou as a hostage and go to the imperial capital, you may be able to exchange for a few Martial God Clans!" An Xianghou's eyes moved slightly, and he said with a smile, but a chill swept in the depths of his eyes.

The snow fluttered down and landed on An Xianghou, and in an instant, An Xianghou turned into an ice sculpture again.

The cold wind blew in, like a real sword, and the tens of thousands of ice sculptures present were shattered, and flesh and blood were flying, even An Xianghou.

The ice cube landed crisply, Ye Chen slowly raised his head, his left hand pressed down in the void, and he saw that one after another vitality appeared above the corpse, condensed in Ye Chen's palm.

"The Imperial Capital of the Wei State, the Locked Martial Hell!" Turning around, Ye Chen said to the fat fish: "Do you know the location of the Locked Martial Hell of the Wei Kingdom?"

"Suowu Hell?" A look of disbelief flashed in the fat fish's eyes, and his voice was slightly vibrato, and he said, "Master, are you going to Suowu Hell?"

"Do you know the location?" Ye Chen said impatiently.

Hearing this, Fatty Yu's heart sank suddenly, and he said helplessly: "I know where the location is, but master, this lock martial hell is the forbidden land of the Wei State, and there are countless strong people in it, and there are more than a million troops to suppress it, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a tiger's den wolf's lair." ”

"It is rumored that the Marquis of Xinling was entrusted by the Wei Emperors of the past dynasties to personally suppress the Suowu Hell, compared to Jing Ke and the like, the strength of the Marquis of Xinling is even more unfathomable, master, you can't take this risk!"

The fat fish hurriedly dissuaded, and before he finished speaking, he was directly interrupted by Ye Chen's cold voice, "Lead the way!"

Looking directly at the ancient well without waves, the fat fish shuddered, and didn't dare to say more, his expression changed in vain, and he looked like he was going home: "Grandma's, even if the lock martial arts hell is the Longtan Tiger's Den, the fat master will accompany the master to break through today!"

Having said that, the fat fish is extremely bitter in his heart, grandma's, just got out of the tiger's den, and is about to enter the wolf's lair, why is the fat man's life so hard.

"We are willing to follow Engong and go to the Locked Martial Hell!" The old man who spoke out earlier, as well as the rest of the Martial God Clan, spoke out one after another.

Hearing this, Ye Chen shook his head slightly, leaving a sentence: "You first find a place to hide, and when I break the lock martial hell, I will let Nameless come to find you!"

Before the words fell, Ye Chen came out with the proud sword, and his monstrous killing intent surged out in his body, although he didn't know why Xiao Fatzi appeared in Tiangang, but Ye Chen knew that if the Marquis of Xinling dared to touch the fat man in the slightest, he would want Wei Guo to ambush tens of millions of corpses, and the blood would flow like a river.

"Let's go!" Ye Chen said coldly, with a wave of his big hand, ten thousand thunders roared, and they all fell down, forming a thousand-zhang thunder dragon phantom.

With a wave of Ye Chen's big hand, the Fat Fish, the Heavenly Dao, and the Hungry Ghost Dao all stood on it, and the Thunder Dragon Phantom brought a loud thunderous sound, turned into a streamer, and disappeared between heaven and earth.

"Marquis Xinling, if you move him, even if Emperor Wei appears, he won't be able to protect you!"

Standing on the Thunder Dragon Phantom, Ye Chen was dressed in white and moved in the wind, his dark eyes flashing with a cold light

The state of Wei is locked in the hell of Wu.

The layout of the entire hell is somewhat different from Daqian's Suowu Hell, and the eighteen mystical prohibitions divide the entire Suowu Hell space into eighteen layers, eighteen layers of hell.

In each layer of hell, there were countless Wei soldiers suppressing them, and countless martial god Xuan clans were imprisoned on their historic lock martial racks.

It's just that the further down it goes, the smaller the number of Martial God Electors on the lock martial arts frame becomes, but its cultivation becomes stronger and stronger.

In the eighteenth layer of hell, dark cold lights were one after another, reflecting the blood-red sky.

It was empty, but there were only a few figures bound on the dense lock frame.

Xiao Fatzi, Nameless, and Phantom Ice Cloud were all locked on them, and the cold and sharp chains pierced their collarbones.

Blood flowed down the chains, but the three of them were unknown.

Locked in the lock frame, Xiao Fatzi's eyes bloomed with a smile, and after chatting with the nameless, he got a surprise news.

"He's not dead, he's really not dead, even Emperor Dayan can't kill him!"

Xiao Fatzi roared in his heart, but his expression was extremely calm, looking at this strange space.

In this layer of hell, in addition to the three of Xiao Fatzi, there is also a figure.

In addition, there were several corpses hanging on some of the lock racks, and a touch of coercion was circulating on the corpses at all times, and although their bodies fell, their will was integrated into the corpses.

The only remaining figure was located in front of Xiao Fatzi, a very enchanting woman, whose blood skirt could not hide her graceful figure, and her dark eyes were like magnificent beads, revealing a strange color.

Inside this bewitching body, Xiao Fatzi felt an extremely terrifying oppression, stronger than the oppression given to him by Nameless and Phantom Ice Cloud

"Giggles, this layer of hell, no newcomer has come for a long time!" The woman's bright eyes revealed a strange color, and her gaze swept over Xiao Fatzi and Nameless and others, "One is the pinnacle of the martial arts world, and the two have condensed a body of origin, tsk, Wei Wuji's miscellaneous and big strokes, giggle!"

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