―Dao Changhong streaked across the sky, tearing apart the dark void.

Dressed in white like snow, this figure walked slowly, and the frost-like white hair behind him danced wildly at this moment, the heavens and the earth were in vain, and inexplicable sadness spread. This sadness spread in the hearts of all and touched the sting in the depths of the heart.

"It's been a long time, Mu Chen!" Ye Chen chuckled, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, outlining the arc.

"Captain!" the entire void was silent in vain, and the two Martial Dao Realm martial artists said softly.

The warriors around them automatically got out of the way and made way for them.

The two qi of life and death were surging at his feet, and at the same time, he was in white clothes, and the two figures looked at each other in the air, and finally chuckled.

"Martial Dao Realm!" In Mu Chen's body, Ye Chen sensed a boundless will like the sea, which was extremely terrifying.

Similarly, Mu Chen's Chapter One Thousand and Twenty-Four Mu Chen's Martial Arts (Third Shift) also sensed the oppression on Ye Chen's body like heaven and earth, the oppression from the will of the three moon gods.

In an instant, the figures of Ye Chen and Mu Chen stepped forward in vain, shooting out, and two extremely brilliant sword light appeared in the void.

Raise the sword, take out the sword, the extremely simple sword style! Ding!--Dao's crisp sword groan echoed, the sword was shattered, Ye Chen and Mu Chen put away their swords at the same time, their shoulders slammed lightly, and each of them retreated backwards.

Mu Chen's gaze was still extremely empty, and there was no life in it, but when Ye Cane looked at him, he sensed sadness.

This sadness was worse than ever, Ye Chen didn't say anything, and gently patted Dusk Chen's shoulder with his right hand.

Mu Chen smiled shallowly, his eyes swept over the four sword corpses in the distance, and his gaze was unwavering: "The refining has been successful?"

"It's successful!" Ye Chen did not hide the matter of the sword corpse from Mu Chen, "Now these four sword corpses are my right-hand men, - the road has come, these four sword corpses have played a great role!"

"Although the sword corpse is terrifying, it is an external force after all!" Mu Chen whispered, he could feel the pressure of the four sword corpses circulating inside.

"I naturally know this!" Ye Chen turned around and looked at the tooth swords and others in the distance who were in the distance with complicated feelings in Chapter 1024 Mu Chen's Martial Dao (Third Shift), and chuckled, "These are the members of your team?"

"Except for those dozens of martial artists, the others are indeed members of my squad!" Mu Chen lightly swept his empty gaze over Yajian and the others, and said lightly: "What, these people provoked you?"

"Those guys have been chasing and killing Qingjie for several months, if I hadn't arrived, I'm afraid Qingjie would have fallen long ago!"

"Then kill!" Mu Chen stepped forward, his sword aura permeated into the two qi of life and death, and he suddenly conjured up a strange lilac flower.

The wind blew these lilac petals out with the wind, and the void in a radius of thousands of feet was shrouded in these petals, as if a flower rain had fallen.

The expressions of the two martial arts realm martial artists were solemn, and the martial arts will was condensed, avoiding the falling flower rain.

The moment Mu Chen took a step, the pupils of the tooth sword shrank in vain, his mind condensed slightly, and he was vigilant at the moment.

But in the face of the falling petals, Fang Jian's mind was involuntarily immersed in it, and inexplicable sadness spread in his heart, and that sadness was worse than death.

Raise the sword and draw the sword, Mu Chen's figure appeared in vain, looking at the tooth sword close to this foot, the sword fluttered out, and this sword seemed to become the instinct of his body.

However, this sword is enough to shake the earth, and the will that evolves from the extreme of emotion, the will of emotion.

The sword light dissipated, and in its place was a splash of blood, and the eye-catching blood fell on the falling petals.

Fangjian's gaze gradually faded, and a sadness still spread in his heart, and at this moment, he did not notice the loss of vitality in his body, but immersed himself in the memory that he was willing to dust away.

In order to chase the so-called supreme martial arts, Yajian was willing to abandon his wife and abandon the bond of Hongchen, but in the end, he pursued something.

The will of emotion shattered the vitality of the tooth sword, and also wiped out the soul of the tooth sword, and until death, that sadness still flowed in the soul of the tooth sword.

Putting away the sword, Mu Chen ignored the tooth sword in front of him, and the petals fluttering around him disappeared in vain.

"That sustenance has been integrated into the sword, lilac!" Ye Chen grabbed towards the void, and the furious thunder condensed into a blooming lilac.

The corpse of the tooth sword fell weakly, this sudden sword made the warriors of the eight hells all stunned, especially the two martial arts realm martial artists, their expressions were a little angry, this tooth sword was their best friend for decades, but this time they stepped into the abyss of life and death, and several people were in different teams. A few months ago, the two of them were defeated by Mu Chen's sword, because of their strength, they admired Mu Chen, so for several months, although they were dignified martial arts realm powerhouses, they still obeyed Mu Chen.

However, at this moment, the tragic death of the best friend has touched the bottom line in the hearts of the two, "Mu Chen, you actually killed the tooth sword!"

Turning around, Mu Chen looked at the two team members vacantly, his eyes were unwavering, and he said lightly: "Have these people also done it?"

Mu Chen's words were not said to the martial artists of the Eight Great Hells, but to Ye Chen. Ye Cane came with a sword and chuckled: "You can't move these people, because these people are my prey!"

The laughter stopped in vain, Ye Chen's eyes were cold, and his body shot out, like a Dao Changhong rushing into the martial artists of the Eight Great Hells, the Qigong Sword in his hand waved up, and the bright sword light once again brought up the Dao Dao's eye-catching blood light.

Stopped, Mu Chen stood in the void and did not make a move, he knew that these people would not be Ye Chen's opponents, even those two Martial Dao Realm martial artists.

The void reverberated with a scream, and then the screams were gradually replaced by a roar, and the collision of martial wills stirred the life and death in the void.

After a while, the direction of its roar gradually dissipated, Ye Chen grabbed the two secret path martial arts souls in his hands, and put them into the Qiqi ring, and the bloody aura around him emerged, turning into a piercing murderous aura.

Holding the sword and returning, Ye Chen's body was still unstained with blood, and his white clothes were like snow.

"Gongzi Su, the rest will be handled by you!" Ye Chen, glancing at the dense corpses below, Ye Chen ignored Gongzi Su's resentful eyes and said lightly.

Walking side by side, Ye Chen, Mu Chen, Qing Jue, Qianchuan Xue and the others walked forward, away from the martial artists of hell.

"Qingjue, is the current Eight Cold Hell really controlled by the crown prince?" Ye Chen's first sentence was to ask about the situation of the Eight Cold Hell.

Hearing this, Qing Jue Jian frowned slightly and shook his head helplessly, "That's true, although I don't know why the prince was able to control the Eight Cold Hells, but this is a fact!"

"I've also seen the Fire Emperor during this period, and he said the same!" Qing Jue's expression was slightly solemn, and after wandering in the hell for a few years, he naturally knew how terrifying the strength it would take to control the Eight Cold Hells.

"The Fire Emperor of the Vermilion Bird Clan, he is also in the Eight Cold Hell now!" Squinting slightly, Ye Chen pondered for a moment and said, "Are the other disciples of the Sword God Sect also in the Eight Cold Hell?"

"There shouldn't be this, for the past few years, I have been looking for the disciples of the Sword God Sect in the Eight Cold Hells, but I have not found any trace of the disciples of the Sword God Sect!" Qing Jue shook his head.

"The fat man, Han Jian and the others should be in the other two hells!" Ye Chen secretly relaxed. Qi Suddenly, Ye Chen raised his head and looked at the void in the distance, where two terrifying coercions were surging.

"It's terrifying coercion!" Mu Chen also noticed the situation over there, and there was a slight change in his dead eyes: "The oppression of the second layer of the martial arts!"

"The most important thing is that this breath is the breath of an acquaintance, I didn't expect to meet him here!" Ye Chen said solemnly, and his mind couldn't help but appear - Dao is as sharp as a sword, "Martial God Pride!"

"Second layer of martial arts, is this his strength?" The corners of Ye Chen's mouth flashed with a smile, and in an instant, his body technique was running to the extreme, and he took a step forward and shot straight out.

Qing Jue and Qianchuan Xue were just about to leave, but Ye Chen's voice floated in: "Qing Jue, Qianchuan Xue, you two can be here!"

Humanity, Hell Dao, Hungry Ghost Dao, Heavenly Dao followed closely behind Ye Chen, like a shadow, inseparable.

Mu Chen got up and followed behind Ye Chen silently. In just an instant, the six figures disappeared into the tumbling life and death qi.

Gongzi Su noticed Ye Chen's departure, his eyes were contemplative, and he didn't move, "Who is the Lord, why do you know so many martial arts realm martial artists!"

Although he was puzzled in his heart, Gongzi Su had no intention of pursuing it, turned around, and urged Leng Feng and the others to deal with those corpses.

Life and death were surging, Ye Storm carried his back with one hand, and held a sword in his right hand, as he took the step, the solemn color on his face became more and more intense, these two oppressions were very strong, even no less than the oppression of lonely worship.

"It's much stronger than the Holy Son!" Ye Chen muttered, his three Moon God Gathering Aspirations converging in the Moon God Seal, like a volcano that could erupt at any moment.

Thousands of miles away, its two terrifying coercions fell into the void like roaring waves, stirring up an incomparably terrifying whirlpool of life and death.

The whirlpool of life and death surged, and its thousands of figures surged around, dodging the terrifying whirlpool of life and death, for fear of accidentally stepping into the whirlpool of life and death and re-entering the reincarnation.

These thousands of warriors came from the four hells, distributed around, all looking at the empty void with a frightened expression, thousands of zhang of the void, -- the upright figure was fighting with the dragon that was only hundreds of zhang long, the sky was dark, and the two qi of life and death were forced out hundreds of zhang away. Those two terrifying coercions came from these two figures, and the dazzling sword light and dazzling fireworks filled the void.

In the flickering figure, several Martial God Hall elders stood among them, their expressions slightly solemn, "This life and death dragon is actually so powerful, it can make the arrogant son use his divine powers and domains!"

Half-closed eyes, the Martial God Proud looked at the roaring dragon of life and death in front of him with an indifferent expression, and the roar of the dragon of life and death set off the power of the rules of the Dao and rushed to his face.

"Human, if you dare to disturb my peace, then you will have to pay the price you deserve!" The roar surged, and the wisdom of this life and death dragon was no less than that of humans, and he spat out human voices.

"Beast!" the arrogant son scolded, his eyes became more and more fierce, a moment ago, he felt the breath of several Martial Arts Realm elders, and when he arrived here, he found that these Martial God Hall elders were seriously injured and were being chased and killed by this life and death dragon.

If it weren't for the arrogant son's action, I'm afraid that these elders of the Martial God Temple would have fallen long ago.

And the warriors surging around here gathered because of the momentum, and most of the warriors had bad intentions and wanted to take advantage of the moment when the life and death Jiaolong and the proud son were both defeated.

"It's actually a proud son!" -- Some martial artists from the Martial God Continent also arrived, and when they caught a glimpse of that tall figure, they said with a solemn expression.

"Fresh flesh, I like your flesh more than those humans!" The roar of the dragon of life and death echoed, and in the void, there was a roar, and the incomparable power set off a wave of rules again.

The tide of rules surged out, and the arrogant son's eyes were still half-closed, ignoring the surging waves of rules, the power of rules that were more terrifying than the waves of space.

―The will to dominate the world rose to the sky, and with this unrivaled will gushing out, the flames beside the proud son gushed out, and the power of those rules fell like rain, falling in the sea of fire, and dissipated silently.

In the realm of martial arts, the proud son rushed out with a sword, and in this void within a radius of hundreds of zhang, he was the master, the master.

At the same time, the oppression of the dragon of life and death also poured out no less than that of the arrogant son, and the battle was staged again, and the flames were agitated, dyeing half of the sky red.

Thousands of warriors, staring intently at the surging tide and the two fighting figures, the life and death dragon is too strong, but that warrior is stronger, who is that person, why have you never heard of it in hell.

Only, some of the warriors who traveled to Hell "showed a contemplative look, and this person's strength was even more terrifying than when the team was compared.

The attention of the audience was cast into the void, but they didn't notice that in the two qi of life and death surging behind them, six figures clearly emerged.

The sword eyebrows furrowed slightly, Ye Chen's eyes looked at the two upside-down figures in the void like a real sword, and muttered, "Martial God Pride!"

"The second layer of martial arts, very strong strength!" Mu Chen whispered, he evolved the emotional artistic conception into a magical power, until now the emotional will, as if stepping into the martial arts realm, but when facing the arrogant, he knew that he could not defeat!

Ye Chen's six people stood in place, no longer advancing, their eyes were condensed, Ye Chen's eyes were staring at the martial god pride, analyzing its strength, "With the will of the three moon gods, I can suppress the martial arts - the peak martial artist of the martial arts! If you add four sword corpses, then I can barely fight against the second-layer martial arts of the martial arts, but this person's strength is more terrifying than that of ordinary second-layer martial arts martial artists, and he is worthy of being the proud son of the martial gods!"

"Three Moon God Wills!" Mu Chen's dead eyes were full of waves, staring at the Moon God Mark on Ye Chen's eyebrows, and muttering, "If you add me, can you kill this person?"

"It's difficult!" Although Ye Chen was conceited, he was not yet arrogant, and he could still see some facts, "Moreover, this person will not necessarily stand on the opposite side of us!"