The blackened skeletons floated in the stream, and the river flowed slowly like corpse water, with a tumultuous sound.

Beneath the blood-swept sky, crazy voices roared out.

The future stopped, looked back at the blood mist in the distance, and the corners of his eyes gradually became wet, "Everyone, I will definitely come back alive in the future." ”

"Tsk, there hasn't been such turmoil in decades, it's so lively!"

"No, the last time there was turmoil, more than a million prisoners were slaughtered!"

"According to those seniors, they were a little numb when they finally swung their swords!"

"After enjoying these watery girls, let's go have fun too!"

Bursts of laughter rang out, and the soldiers escorting the prisoners chatted with bloodlust in their eyes.

Seeing that the future did not move, a soldier with a fierce expression immediately waved the long whip in his hand, and without any pity for the jade, he fell on the back of the future.

The shirt was torn, and a striking red mark swollen on the snow-white back.

The hot pain came, and the future willow frowned slightly, but his expression calmed down, and he walked towards the palace.

However, at this moment, a sword groan that penetrated the sky suddenly rose between heaven and earth, with an incomparably monstrous killing intent.

This piercing killing intent made everyone present shiver, as if they were in an ice cellar.

The long hair behind Ye Chen danced wildly like a snake, his gaze as black as ink was cold, and the Qilin Sword shot out and spun in the sky.

A cold murderous aura permeated the sky above Ye Chen, and this killing intent made Nameless and Phantom Ice Cloud shiver. Nameless eyes stared straight at the spinning unicorn sword, the killing intent permeating it made people's hearts palpitate, how many people's blood was stained with this sword.

The spinning Qilin Sword flew down, carrying out Ye Chen's killing intent.

At the moment when the Qilin Sword was about to touch the chain. Ye Chen held the Qilin Sword and slashed down with one sword!

** The power and monstrous killing intent are integrated into this sword, splitting the mountain and breaking the mountain.

In an instant, the brilliant sparks were raised, and under the gaze of countless eyes, the chains dozens of inches thick suddenly broke apart.

The heavy chains broke in half and fell into a pool of blood.

"The chain has been cut off, and this chain can't withstand the power of his sword!" looked at Ye Chen, who was holding the sword. A look of shock crossed Nameless' eyes.

Staring at the chains on his feet, Ye Chen swung the Qilin Sword again, and the sword fell straight down like a long rainbow.

The two crisp clashing sounds of gold and iron suddenly sounded. The two chains broke off again.

"This kindness, Ye Chen will never forget it!" Ye Chen raised his head and looked at the red-stained corpse on the lock martial rack, and the killing intent in his eyes was even stronger.

Losing the seal of the chain, an incomparably thick aura slowly spread in Ye Chen's body. In the end, it erupted violently, like a volcano that had been silent for a long time, and completely erupted.

The majestic vitality swirled around Ye Chen and carried it down. Blend into Ye Chen's soul.

The dim soul gradually brightened, even the mark of the moon god at the center of the eyebrows. At this moment, there is also a faint silver light.

"In this life, I will step through the sky. Sacrifice the souls of all the emperors of Tiangang to your souls!"

"In this life, I will go all over the Tiangang Ten Thousand Prisons and cut off all the locks in the world!"

"With the sword in my hand, cast the tomb of Tiangang, bury the sky, bury the ground, bury hundreds of millions of soldiers, tens of millions of generals, millions of marquis, 100,000 kings, and bury all the emperors!"

The aura of heaven and earth frantically gathered towards Ye Chen, forming a storm a hundred zhang wide, Ye Chen's voice came slowly in the storm of heaven and earth, cold and piercing, resounding in everyone's ears, like ten thousand thunders in the depths of their souls.

In the empty meridians, the aura of heaven and earth emerged, and it instantly turned into an incomparably thick true qi.

Rumo's long hair danced wildly behind his back, Ye Chen held his sword and slowly walked forward, a terrifying coercion spread.

The lock frame behind it could not withstand the impact of this coercion, and it shattered in an instant.

"What's going on?" The soldiers who were slaughtering the prisoners raised their heads one after another, their eyes showing a look of horror, and a suppressed aura came from afar, and their faces were extremely pale.

"What is that, such a terrifying heaven and earth aura storm!"

"That madman has cut off the chains, hurry up and inform them!"

Under the pressure of this terrifying force, the soldiers who had laughed fiercely and wildly before also felt a little uneasy.

"It's just a madman, Lao Tzu will behead you to see!" A young general with good cultivation smiled coldly, and the terrifying sword intent broke out of his body, tearing apart the blood mist around him, holding the giant sword, and heading straight for Ye Chen.

"Since the appearance of the Locked Martial Hell, no one has been able to escape!" the young general sneered, a bloodthirsty light flashed in his eyes, and the sword intent condensed on the giant sword, and it fell with a bang.

However, at the moment when the young general's sword was about to touch Ye Chen, two white sword fingers broke through the sword and lightly clamped the tip of the sword.

Bang! The dull sound suddenly sounded, and the young general's body shook suddenly, and his eyes were shocked, especially when he met that cold gaze, the young general shuddered.

"The sword needs to be stained with blood, otherwise it will rust!" Looking down at the broken Qilin Sword, Ye Chen muttered softly, his sword fingers bent slightly, and the flick landed on the giant sword.

The giant sword shattered violently, and a terrifying force followed the broken sword weapon until it reached the body, and the young general's face turned pale, and his body fell backwards.

Raising the sword, Ye Chen swung a sword forward lightly, bringing up a bloody light, the sword dissipated, and an additional headless corpse appeared on the ground.

A scarlet blood light flashed on the Qilin Sword, and the blood was swallowed by the Qilin Sword.

Ye Chen looked at the nameless and phantom ice clouds in the distance, the Qilin Sword in his hand was raised again, and the rules of heaven and earth gathered, turning into eight sword shadows, and almost at the same moment, it fell on the chain of martial arts, and the bell bell!

The chains snapped, and Nameless and Phantom Ice Cloud broke away from the lock frame one after another, and fell in a pool of blood.

Turning around, Ye Chen looked at the soldiers who were slaughtering prisoners in the distance, there was a coldness in his eyes, life is the hell they gave us, and today I will give them a bloody hell.

A surging blood mist surged in the sky above, and blood rained down one after another.

"Kill!" Ye Chen's whispered voice melted into the heavens and the earth, and his piercing killing rules merged into this bloody rain.

A strange scene appeared, the eyes of the soldiers under the rain of blood spread out one after another, and the rain dripping on their eyebrows was like a sharp sword, pointing straight at their souls and tearing them apart.

More than 100,000 soldiers stood in the rain of blood with swords in hand, their faces still maintaining their previous hideous expressions.

Poof! One by one, the corpses fell to the ground, and they all brushed together.

The monstrous killing sound suddenly disappeared at this moment, except for the roar of the rain falling on the ground, which seemed a little weird.

The rain that was pouring down fell, and the rising water vapor formed a rain curtain, and a figure walked out of the rain curtain, Ye Chen raised his head and looked at the corpse on the lock frame. More than 1 million prisoners, of whom more than 400,000 were self-defeating, and 600,000 prisoners joined forces to resist the Great Rebellion

With an army of 100,000 and more than 100,000 prisoners, there are less than 50,000 survivors today. Most of the surviving prisoners have been imprisoned here for decades, even hundreds of years.

Vast vitality poured into Ye Chen's body, and his gaze became brighter and brighter.

Looking at the blood-red sky, Ye Chen's left hand was raised, and it fell into the void, the heavens and the earth trembled in vain, and the piercing ice rules emerged in the blood rain, forming huge ice swords.

The Ten Thousand Ice Swords hovered in the air, Ye Chen stepped out, and his Ten Thousand Swords fell violently, almost at the same moment, slashing down on the chain of martial arts, bell!

The heavy chains were covered in frost and finally shattered.

One after another, the prisoners got out of the lock frame, bang, and a thick aura erupted in everyone's body, and the fierce sword intent broke out of the body and went straight into the sky.

The sudden change here made the generals in the palace stunned, and the prisoners in the land of prisoners were actually out of trouble.

"Hurry up and inform the three marquis that the Imperial Forest Army will go out to suppress these lowly people!" a young man in silver armor shouted coldly, with a faint trace of worry in his eyes.

Cutting off the chains of the Locks has never happened since the establishment of the Locking Hell.

"No!" At this moment, the extremely arrogant soldiers of the past all looked solemn.

After a few breaths, 300,000 cavalry in blood-colored armor emerged from the palace, an elite army galloping on the battlefield.

Riding his horse and galloping wildly, the piercing killing intent condensed on the 300,000 iron horsemen, "Suppress! Suppress!"

Blood and sand rolled, and the more than 100,000 people who escorted the prisoners followed closely behind the 300,000 iron horsemen.

"Let's go!" More than a thousand soldiers waved long whips and drove the future and others towards the palace, and some prisoners accidentally tripped and were thrown directly into the surging river below.

The young general looked at the surging figures below and shouted coldly: "Lock these more than 10,000 prisoners on the bridge, speed!"

"No!" Figures swept across the temple and headed straight down.

Above the river, on the bridge built by thousands of zhang, the chains on the future body are wrapped around it, and they can't move.

The scene was extremely chaotic, and the bridge shook violently, and the surging rivers below splashed up one after another, hitting everyone.

"Uncle Yezi!" His hands and feet were bound, and the future slowly turned his head, a smile appeared on his pale pretty face, staring at the bloody sky, Uncle Ye Zi finally cut off the chains (to be continued)