Boom! Boom!
The void in all directions is humming under the pressure of great momentum.
Seeing that Zhong Li led Huang''s army blocking the way to the south, the purple robed old man in the bloodthirsty hall and the dark yellow Zhong Mu suddenly changed their faces.
At this moment, they just woke up like a dream. The so-called Dihuang in their alliance belongs to the Yanhuang lineup. It is ridiculous that they have been kept in the dark all the time. Not long ago, they were glad to be killed by Dihuang.
Now it seems that they are the biggest joke ever.
"Zhong Li, what do you mean?" Xuanhuang Shengzhu Zhong Mu burst into rage, and his voice shook the world.
"Life is the man of Yanhuang, and death is the ghost of Yanhuang." The voice of the Lord Dihuang is sonorous and sonorous. The voice is like thunder bursts, which lasts for a long time between heaven and earth.
"You..." Clock evening was clock from a word top of dumb, livid face of him, ugly to the extreme, who would have thought that the clock will give him such a hand, really let him by surprise.
"Zhongli Taoist friend, what good has Yanhuang given you? I will double offer it to the bloodthirsty hall." Here, the purple robed old man in the bloodthirsty hall is ready to have interest inducement.
He saw clearly that if Rehmannia really stood on the side of Yanhuang, but today, they would be totally destroyed, but if Dihuang stood on their side, the situation would be very different.
"Blood butcher, are you still alienating me The ethereal voice sounded, and Zhong Jiang was the first to come out of the void.
"Zhongjiang." The old man in purple named Xuetu narrowed his eyes slightly, and there was a cold light in his eyes.
For Xuetu''s cold light, Zhong Jiang directly ignores it, and then looks at the yellow of the earth. His face is strangely indifferent, "Zhong mu, you can correct your mistakes. There is nothing you can do about it. Go back! You are still my sixth younger martial brother and the golden statue of Yanhuang. "
Hum!
Zhong Jiang''s words, ushered in is a cold hum of Zhong mu, "become a king and defeat the enemy, why hypocrisy."
"We''re in the same vein. Why should we?"
"It''s no use saying more."
"In that case, it''s no wonder that we don''t care about our family." Red dust snow step out of the void space, look is incomparable indifference, for with the bloodthirsty hall collude with Zhong mu, she has been completely disappointed.
On the other hand, the ancestors of the Su family also came out, connected with the momentum of Zhongjiang, hongchenxue and Zhongli, making the void roar in all directions.
Seeing this, the old man named Xuetu purple robe in the bloodthirsty hall once again looked ugly, and said in a deep voice, "everyone, you and I are all four quasi heaven realms. If we really fight, even if we lose, you will surely suffer heavy losses. So, let''s sit down and have a good talk."
"There''s no need for that." With a cold laugh, ye Chen, wearing a ghost mask, came out slowly, stepping on the Golden Star River, hanging the vast starry sky, shining with golden light all over, in the dark night, it was very dazzling.
"Qin Yu?" Many strong men in Xuetu and bloodthirsty hall recognized Ye Chen, Guiming mask and the word of hatred on the forehead.
Kill!
Ye Chen a cold hum, "bloodthirsty hall people, one does not stay."
All of a sudden, almost half of the killing formation and empty killing array all aimed at the border of the side where the bloodthirsty hall was located.
Kill!
The ancestors of the Su family, Yanhuang, renhuang and Dihuang, the strong ones of rehmannia and rehmannia, fought against the killing array, manipulated the array map, or worked together to urge powerful spirit tools, and pressed them to the side of the bloodthirsty hall one after another.
Boom! Boom!
Immediately, the void trembled, the heaven and earth lost color, and many gods converged like a rolling river, drowning the army of bloodthirsty hall.
Kill!
In the bloodthirsty hall, the purple robed old man named blood butcher roared. He was the first one to offer a terrible killing weapon, attacking the four corners of the border crazily.
Now, they are trapped in the barrier and can only passively bear the attack. If they want to go out alive, they must first break the border, or Rao is his quasi heaven cultivation, and most of them will be consumed.
Poof! Poof!
The army of the bloodthirsty hall turned into blood fog. They not only wanted to bombard the border, but also to resist the attacks from all directions. As soon as they came up, they suffered heavy losses.
For these, ye Chen directly ignored, but looked at the Yellow clock evening, light mouth, "I in the name of emperor Yanhuang, give you one last chance, if you fall, you can live, if you go against, you will die."
Smell speech, Zhong Mu a sneer, eyes a piece of blood red, immediately sacrifice the spirit of this life, "you think, I''m afraid of death generation?"
Ye Chen''s look was still plain, and he moved his eyes away from Zhong Mu''s body and put it on many strong men in xuanhuang. He said faintly, "what about you? It''s better to go down or continue to resist. "
A word of Ye Chen, let Xuan Huang army immediately agitate rise.
"He is the ninety ninth emperor of Yanhuang. Who should we listen to?"
"Kill, die, die. It''s no big deal."
"Fart, we are the people of Yanhuang. After hundreds of years of fighting, you haven''t hit enough?"
"But the LORD he..."
From then on, the voices of discussion converged into a sea tide, too many people hesitated, too many people hesitated, until now I did not know who to listen to, so that the powerful xuanhuang army became chaotic because of this hesitation.Noisy!
Looking at the morale plummeted, Zhong Mu suddenly burst into a violent drink, "I am the holy master of xuanhuang. Do you want to rebel?"
"Rebellion?" As soon as Zhong Mu''s voice fell, ye Chen gave a cold hum, "Zhong mu, it''s you who are rebellious!"
With that, ye Chen raised his hand and revealed the shining Xuancang jade ring. "This is the sacred thing of Yanhuang. The one who wears this ring is the emperor of Yanhuang. The ancestors of all ages and the people of Yanhuang should respect the emperor of Yanhuang. You can act recklessly, support the soldiers with self-respect, and collude with the bloodthirsty palace to attack Yanhuang. This one is enough to convict you of death."
"You..." Zhong Mu was once again blocked speechless, his old face suddenly became hot.
As early as Zhong Yan was the emperor of Yanhuang, he would not accept it, let alone Ye Chen, the descendant of Yan Huang.
However, at this moment, the status is very clear, wearing Xuancang jade ring is the emperor of Yan and Huang. Ye Chen''s words are not wrong, he is the orthodox imperial edict, and he Zhongmu, whether in Yanhuang or xuanhuang''s eyes, has already been defined as Yanhuang rebellion.
On the contrary, he, the elder of Yan and Huang, one of the most respected, and a disciple of the world of mortals, had no words to refute.
"One last chance for you." Ye Chen looked at the xuanhuang army again. He was a king in the world. He spoke faintly and spoke with dignity. "At this time, you are still people of Yanhuang. I will not be responsible for the mistakes you have made. But if you continue to resist, xuanlongshan will be the burial place for all of you. You will bear the name of treason when you die."
Ye Chen''s words made xuanhuang army agitated again.
"I... I''m healthy. I want to go home." Immediately, an old man with white hair lost his weapon.
"You want to die." When he saw this, he was furious. He swept the white haired old man''s blood and bones, and nearly lost his soul on the spot.
Seeing this, the red dust snow enters the boundary step by step, and comes straight to Zhong dusk. Her hand is a powerful magic power, and she has never left her hand. She is completely desperate for her sixth elder martial brother.
Boom! Bang! Pound!
Zhong Mu roars, like a madman, fighting with the red snow in the void.
"Not yet." Zhong Jiang also killed into the border, and rebuked xuanhuang.
Smell speech, Xuan Huang''s person, somebody left weapon again, escape from the border to run out.
"I''m down, too. I want to go home."
"I don''t want to be called treacherous."
"After hundreds of years of fighting, I''m also tired. It''s the same root. Why is it too urgent?"