The choking smell of blood permeated the sky, and the endless sea of blood churned immortally.

As Han Jian's words spoke, the rules of its surging blood sea were implemented into the sea of blood, and a terrible scream echoed within it.

Kill, kill, kill! The churning sea of blood suddenly burst into pillars of blood, the blood mist was filled, and a palpitating breath hovered in the sea of blood.

There are nine pillars of blood to support this sea of blood.

"Lao Tzu, this blood sea divine power can be refined even in the sky, let alone a martial arts realm martial artist!"

"The sea of blood turns!" Han Bing said coldly, and the vast sea of blood immediately revolved around the pillar of blood, and the screams became more and more harsh.

Looking at this scene, Ye Wushuang and the others' hearts sank.

"Daqian!" Holding the Proud World Sword shuttling through the black-clothed crowd, Xiao Fatzi watched this scene from afar.

"Even the divine powers of Emperor Daqian can't help him, let alone the sea of blood in front of him!"

"It's just a big witch!" Xiao Fat shook his head, a hint of mockery flashing in his eyes.

The Proud Sword brought up several sword flowers, and the martial arts realm swept in, killing one person in ten steps, and where Xiao Fatzi passed, no man in black could stand.

In the churning sea of blood, a trace of coercion permeated.

With the emergence of more and more rules of the blood sea, this world has completely turned into a blood-red world.

"There is no breath, and it has finally been refined by the sea of blood!" Han Jian's face was happy, his mind was released, and his soul spread out, merging into this sea of blood.

In the depths of the sea of blood, Han Jian no longer noticed Ye Chen's breath.

"How is this possible?" Han Jian let out a slightly surprised voice, staring straight at the churning sea of blood in front of him.

An inexplicable coercion appeared out of thin air, and this coercion is getting stronger and stronger.

A steady footstep suddenly sounded, followed by a flat voice: "Emperor Daqian's supernatural powers can't help this seat, let alone you!"

Great Emperor Qian! Han Jian's face changed suddenly. A look of horror filled his eyes, how did he know that I was from the Great Qian Empire.

Even the Lord doesn't know that I'm from the Great Qian Empire, only that I'm a Tiangang Warrior, how is this possible?

Han Jian was horrified in his heart, and Ye Chen's words from Emperor Daqian disturbed his state of mind.

In the depths of the sea of blood, the churning waves of blood receded to both sides, and under the watchful eye, an emaciated figure slowly walked out. It was Ye Chen.

The garment was as white as snow, and there was no trace of blood on it.

"The Great Qian Empire has a lot of ambitions, in addition to Haoyue, it actually buried other chess pieces in the Martial God Continent!" Ye Chen's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at Han Jian. Said lightly.

Haoyue! Han Jian's heart sank suddenly, the five generations actually knew that Haoyue was a member of the Great Qian Empire, could it be that Haoyue had already begun to implement the plan?

Then why didn't the Great Dry War General descend on the Martial God Continent, could it be that the plan failed?

Ye Chen saw the change in Han Jian's mind. said lightly: "His plan has succeeded, but tens of thousands of generals have already been buried in the extraterritorial battlefield!"

"Fart! I'm invincible. How can the untouchable people stop the pace of my generals!" Han Jian scolded, the five generations must be trying to disturb my state of mind, suddenly, Han Jian's gaze became extremely bright, could it be that my great warrior has already descended on the Martial God Continent. However, when a blood-colored crown appeared in Ye Chen's hand. Han Sword's gaze froze in vain, Crown. Why did the crown of Emperor Daqian appear in his hands?

The vast coercion circulated on the crown, and in the face of this crown, an oppression spread to the depths of the soul of the cold sword, this is the true crown.

And at the moment when the cold sword lost his mind, Ye Chen stepped out, and the upright nine blood pillars completely collapsed. Click!

"Emperor Daqian led tens of millions of troops to arrive and fell on the battlefield outside the territory. Tiangang Kingdoms, but that's it!" Ye Chen's words were like hammers, smashing down into the depths of Han Jian's heart.

"My Emperor has fallen?" The color of horror continued to magnify in Han Jian's eyes, and suddenly, a chill surged into his heart.

"Not good!" Han Jian's heart sank suddenly, and the sea of blood around him immediately surged on his body, forming a blood-colored armor.

At the same time, Han Jian's figure was like a long rainbow, retreating straight back.

It's just that the darkness of Rumo has completely enveloped this piece of heaven and earth, devouring this sea of blood, and also devouring the figure of Han Sword.

"Emperor Daqian can't resist my sword, let alone you!" Ye Chen's voice was like a magic spell, hovering beside Han Jian's ear.

A dazzling sword light flashed in the darkness, carrying incomparable power, and swung down on the cold sword, and the seemingly terrifying blood-colored armor immediately collapsed, and a flash of blood appeared, ah!

The moment the scream sounded, the darkness dissipated, Han Jian's body was split in half, and a dim soul appeared in the blood mist.

"Daqian Empire, in another day, this seat will lead the imperial army and flatten it!" Ye Chen said lightly, with a wave of his big hand, he grabbed the martial arts soul of the cold sword, smashed his mind with one palm, sealed it, and threw it in the Qilin ring.

Killing the Han Sword lightly, if it was a real fight, the Han Sword would be able to support at least a moment, but it was a pity that his state of mind was disturbed by Ye Chen's words, and the timing of Ye Chen's sword was extremely appropriate.

"Wipe out the powerhouse of the martial arts world!" The martial arts of the martial arts realm around were all terrified, a few months ago, the emperor was just the same as the prince who had just stepped into the martial arts realm, and now he easily wiped out the martial arts world.

A look of awe and worship filled the eyes of the various warriors, and this was their emperor.

"The emperor is mighty!" A burst of cheers came from the pavilion of the Sword Palace, and the expressions of all the martial artists were extremely excited. That's a powerhouse in the martial arts world, and he can't catch the emperor's sword.

"There is no forgiveness for killing, no one will be left!" Pointing to the man in black in the distance, Ye Chen said lightly.

"No!" The warriors guarding the courtyard came out one after another with their swords and joined the battle, and the situation was completely one-sided.

Stepping into the courtyard, Ye Chen caught a glimpse of the mess in the courtyard, and his sword eyebrows couldn't help frowning.

"The Demon Palace actually made a move against the Ye family, it seems that the Demon Palace doesn't just want to tear up the seal?" Looking at the sky, Ye Chen muttered.

"With Xiaohuo's current strength, it's not difficult to deal with that martial arts realm!" After taking a few steps, Ye Chen stopped when he was still dozens of zhang away from Mu Chen, his expression was a little solemn, "Forcibly break through the martial arts world, and if you are not careful, your soul will be destroyed!"

"Humanitarian!" Ye Chen whispered softly, and a humane figure suddenly appeared behind him.

Prohibition rules emerged, forming a prohibition seal that imprisoned the courtyard.

At the same time, Ye Chen's right hand was raised, and dozens of martial arts souls were taken out, shattering them with one palm, turning them into extremely rich vitality, filling the courtyard.

As soon as this vitality appeared, it turned into a torrent and surged towards Mu Chen's body, forming a storm.

A warm feeling welled up in his heart, dispelling the exhaustion, Ye Wushuang walked over and whispered, "Lan Gu and Xiao Meng'er are in the house, and they have not been harmed. ”

Immediately, Ye Wushuang informed Ye Chen of the words of the old man and the others before, and said suspiciously: "These people are here for Xiao Meng'er, when I carry Xiao Meng'er into the house, I can detect the killing intent that the other party has fallen on me!"

"Coming for Xiao Meng'er?" Ye Chen's expression was slightly stunned, and then his face was a little moved, Xiao Meng'er was just a girl who had not cultivated martial arts, and she was able to make the Demon Palace make a big move, could it?

Ye Chen thought of a thought, Xiao Meng'er is the person the second generation is looking for?

"Nizi is the reincarnation of this life!" Ye Chen's heart sank suddenly, if this was the case, the second generation would not give up easily.

"No matter what, no one can let my Ye Chen's apprentice be hurt in the slightest. Ye Chen's eyes swept up with a piercing chill, and he said lightly: "Wushuang, don't let Xiao Meng'er know about this matter!"

"Also, the vigilance of the Luoxia Imperial Capital needs to be improved. ”

"After this matter is over, I will ask Gongzi Su to set up a sword array around the imperial palace, and as for this prohibition, it still needs to be humane. Ye Wushuang said.

"Hmm!" His eyes raised slightly, Ye Chen looked up at the sky, the roar of heaven and earth became more and more loud, and he said softly: "With such a terrifying realm, in the past few months, Xiaohuo's injuries have also recovered a lot. ”

The black fog that shrouded a radius of thousands of feet dispersed at this moment, and a raging sea of fire swept out of the sky.

Thirty-six unicorn phantoms hovered in the sky, the fire unicorn stood on the fire wave, a corpse floated at his feet, and at the same time, the fire unicorn held a soul in his hand, which was the soul of the young man before.

The young man was terrified, he didn't expect the current Fire Qilin to be so terrifying.

"In that era, you were an ant, and in this era, you are destined to be an ant!" hiss, the fire of the Qilin's origin emerged in the palm of the fire Qilin.

"Ah!" the young man screamed, and his soul turned into a thick vitality and dispersed.

The fire qilin's mind moved slightly, and the vitality that was free around it surged into his body.

"In the martial arts realm of more than 50,000 zhang, this kid is becoming more and more perverted!" Removing the thirty-six Qilin Phantoms, the Fire Qilin turned around and looked at the courtyard below, a smile on the corner of his mouth.