A subtle mark loomed, thinner than fine hair.

Seeing this fine mark, the corners of Ye Chen's mouth finally flashed with a smile, although this fine mark was a little insignificant for the thick chain, but at least he saw hope.

The middle-aged man's body shook slightly, and his gaze rarely moved to the chain again.

In the burst of sparks, he also saw a thin mark, his eyes changed slightly, and he still didn't say anything.

It took nearly twenty days for a thin mark to appear, wouldn't it take thousands of years to cut off this chain?

The loud sound of gold and iron clash echoed in the void, Ye Chen turned a deaf ear, immersed in his own world, brandished the sword in his hand, slashed down, and brought up a piece of spark.

The blood rain fell one after another, and a little bright light flickered on Ye Chen's fingertips.

The vitality contained in this blood rain was stronger than the vitality around him, and Ye Chen frantically condensed it and integrated it into his body.

As long as we persevere, then the faith is there, and the dawn of hope is there.

For a long time, it has become the cheapest thing here, some people have gone crazy, and some people have become non-monsters...... Martial God Nebula, in the dim extraterritorial, the whole array of Yan Zhao, as well as the armies of many vassal countries, formed a mysterious sword formation.

Under the pull of the Baizhang Heavenly Dragon, the magnificent dragon chariot broke through the void and slowly appeared.

The hunting battle flag was planted horizontally on it, standing on top of the dragon chariot, and the Great Yan Emperor Yan stood like snow with his hands in his hands. A layer of frost condensed at the sword's eyebrows.

"Three out of Tiangang. This time, the emperor will definitely stain the sword god with blood, and use the emperor's sword to override the country of the martial god!" Yan Ruxue said coldly, and its piercing chill appeared behind him, forming snow flakes that fell down.

"At least step into the Martial God before those guys, otherwise those people will have a reason to be scared. Looking at each other in the air, Emperor Zhao Xiao chuckled, holding the imperial sword with one hand, and the majestic momentum condensed on him, suppressing the heavens.

"This time, the emperor led the 20 million elites of the Yan Kingdom to sweep over, and he will definitely set foot on the Martial God!" Yan Ruxue said coldly. His tone was as piercing as the cold wind of winter.

"Yan has no regrets, break this seal for the emperor!" Yan Ruxue waved the long sword in her hand, and the sword pointed at the Nine Dragons Ice Seal.

"No!" a general in silver armor came out with a spear. Stepping on the body of the heavenly dragon, he went straight to the Martial God Nebula.

"Pioneer battalion, follow the future!" shouted the general named Yan Wuregret, and below, the entire array of more than 10,000 troops immediately burst into loud cheers: "Kill, kill, kill!"

Millions of iron cavalry, riding horses, tall war horses treading the shattered void.

The vast Martial God Nebula, filled with a faint light, appeared extremely beautiful.

Millions of iron horsemen came mightily, stirring up a tidal wave of spatial ripples. The ripples reached the crack of the seal, and a chessboard covering more than a thousand zhang of void shrouded it, black and white chess pieces crisscrossed it, and sometimes the phantom of the heavenly dragon roared out.

The undulating ripples of space fell on it, without stirring up any ripples.

Seeing this, Yan Guozhan roared out with no regrets, and the spear in his hand turned into a dragon phantom, shooting straight out, "Broken!"

The gun is like a rainbow, across the sky. Instantly roared to the top of the chessboard.

At the moment when the spear was about to touch the chessboard, a white-clothed figure slowly walked out of the chessboard, his eyes cold and ruthless.

"Yan Guo and Zhao Guo, this seat has been waiting for you for a few days. The prince, who turned into Ye Chen's appearance, said coldly. Before the words fell, his sword finger slowly raised. The snowflakes swirled around the fingers of the sword, and the point landed on the spear, click!

The giant dragon phantom crumbled, and its spear fell to ashes.

"Stepping on the Martial God, just relying on your Da Yan and Da Zhao is far from enough!" the prince said coldly, and in his gestures, the black and white chess pieces around him changed in vain, forming a series of passages, and bursts of neat and loud shouts floated out of it: "Punish Tiangang!"

The passage of nothingness is dozens of zhang wide, and the bloody clothes dance wildly, and all the bloody clothes are emerging like a tide, mighty and mighty, and the killing intent that reaches the sky is transformed, forming a biting yin wind, which rolls upside down.

Under the vast nebula, the battle flags were hunting, and more than a thousand troops were ready to go, and after that, a tide of corpses appeared wildly.

Dressed in white, the prince walked forward with a sword, and with every step, the cold ice spread out, frozen for thousands of miles, and even thousands of thunderbolts roared.

Although he did not control the rules of thunder, the prince was still able to lead down this thunder with his strong cultivation.

The chill roared, and Yan Wuregret, who was rushing to the front, suddenly changed his face, and his feet stepped fiercely towards the heavenly dragon, and he retreated.

The roaring Celestial Dragon let out a mournful roar, and a layer of frost condensed all over its body, leaving it with no breath.

"This seat is on this day, and you don't want to touch the land of my martial god!" When the sleeve robe waved, the prince's figure suddenly disappeared, appearing a hundred zhang away, looking at Yan Wuregret who was full of shock in front of him, he waved the sword in his hand mercilessly, and slashed it down.

"How is this possible?" The sound of horror echoed in the void, and when the prince's sword fell, a skull shot up from the sky, and pillars of blood surged.

"I want to see how many martial arts world generals there are in your two countries!" Dressed in white to meet the army of millions, the prince's voice melted into the heavens and the earth, setting off a monstrous wave, and a chill emerged, freezing a famous Tiangang soldier.

"Kill!" Thousands of killing sounds rang out, and the Blood Prison Army rode out, and its arrows rained out of the air, bringing up the sound of breaking wind.

For a time, the blood was flying, the heavens and the earth were colorless, and there was only endless killing...... In March, the catkins are flying, the spring breeze is slow, and the flowers are blooming, whether it is Tiangang or the martial god, there is vigorous vitality everywhere

And the sky of Suowu Hell is blood-red, there is no night, and there is no dawn.

On the barren land, the explosion of gold and iron clashing sounded from time to time, and it did not disperse for a long time.

A pair of extremely empty eyes, numbly looking at this blood-red sky, quietly looking up.

According to Nameless's words, there is no night to put them to sleep, no dawn to wake them up, all they can do is look up at the sky.

Ye Chen has been imprisoned here for half a year, and in this half year, he has been escorted to the palace a total of twelve times, he has witnessed the tragic death of hundreds of thousands of martial gods, witnessed the humiliation of more than 100,000 women, and personally destroyed the appearance of tens of thousands of women.

In the past, there was a martial god imprisoned on the empty lock frame, and more than a million people were imprisoned here.

The sparks burst out, Ye Chen held the sword in his right hand, repeating the action of swinging the sword mechanically, and the sword marks on the chain were only a little thicker than fine hair.

The bright beautiful eyes stared at the chain motionlessly, and a faint smile flashed at the corner of the future mouth, this half year may be the happiest time in her life, in Ye Chen's mouth, she knew that birds that could fly, fish that could swim in the water.

"Ahh

Half a year ago, her slightly bulging belly was bulging like a balloon.

Shocking blood gushed out of the woman's lower body, dripping onto the chains, and the woman's face was full of pain.

Seeing this scene, Ye Chen stopped swinging his sword, raised his head, and looked ten zhang away, he didn't expect the woman to give birth at this moment!

The woman's screams were like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and all the eyes present focused on the woman.

"Childbirth?" asked the old woman, Phantom Bingyun, raising her head.

"Hmm!" Ye Chen nodded in response, but everyone present was bound by chains, and no one could help the woman.

For the woman in front of her, even Ye Chen rarely had a touch of admiration in her heart, nearly half a year of inhuman destruction, she could still persevere, this will infected everyone present.

There is a power that is ordinary, but it can shock people's hearts, and it is called maternal love.

"Focus, take a deep breath!" a slightly hoarse voice sounded in the dead silence.

Ye Chen followed the prestige, only to see that on the lock frame on the left side of the woman, a woman said softly: "One, two, three, phew!"

"One, two, three, spit!"

"One, two, three, phew!"

"One, two, three, spit!"

The woman's voice was a little hoarse, and there was a rare hint of nervousness in her originally empty gaze.

And under the leadership of this woman, everyone present whispered one after another: "One, two, three, whew!"

Afraid of disturbing the woman's childbirth, the deep voice of the Dao Dao was still extremely loud, and under the encouragement of everyone, the woman's breathing gradually became stable.

Even the middle-aged man in front of Ye Chen, nameless, looked at the woman in the distance with a little worry, and whispered: "One, two, three, vomit!"

At this moment, Ye Chen suddenly felt that this blood-red sky was no longer so depressing