"How many people are going to die?" On the floating island, everyone understood the strange black origin, and cold air came from the back of their heads.

Ahead, Lin Chen didn't look away, he was a little worried.

The scale of the 'Mountain' exceeded any previous record. He didn't know whether the Terracotta Warriors could handle it. If the Terracotta Warriors failed, they would probably have to pay for it with human lives.

The ones that can be used cannot be those of ordinary monks, they must at least be in the Yuanxiang realm. The Xu Hao Mirror is even the main force. As for those low-level monks, going there will only increase the strength of the 'mountain'.

Although the previous volcanic fire annihilated part of the body of the 'mountain', it did not have such a big impact on the scale as huge as the coastline. Lin Chen guessed that the previous actions were probably Ming Yu's test to analyze the thing.

"But, the 'mountains' are no small matter. These warriors and warriors..."

As he spoke, the warriors in front had transformed and gradually formed some kind of battle formation.

Of course, only the terracotta warriors in Mingyu City are changing, and the other billions of terracotta warriors just move to a certain position with the movement of the flag.

When the battle formation changed, unprecedented power erupted. All the bodies of the 'mountains' blocking the battle formation were like mantis arms blocking a cart, shattered inch by inch, and torn apart by the army of warriors and warriors.

The scene was like soldiers massacring unarmed people.

"Is the analysis completed?" Lin Chen looked towards the direction of Mingyu City in shock. The Yongzhu Palace looked a little scary.

After a long time, the flag moved again.

The war between the terracotta warriors and the ‘mountains’ continues, and the biological power of both sides also re-enters the battlefield after a brief pause.

After the intermission, everyone was in high spirits. They didn't want to be part of the "mountain".

One warship after another rides the wind and waves, the monks inside hold the magic weapon in their hands tightly, while on the opposite side, the monsters of Yongyuan are also riding on the dark and ferocious creations.

The next moment, the two sides collided, and terrible power exploded instantly.

The warship was shattered, and the monks rushed towards the enemy amid the explosion.

…

Lin Chen appeared in the sky dressed in white. Since the last battle, no one dared to touch this place, including the previous immortal.

Although he was the son of Emperor Yongyuan, his injuries still could not be healed in a short time. Facing Lin Chen again, the two of them would only die.

But after all, Yongyuan couldn't let Lin Chen and Wu Yixian, two almost invincible beings, kill wantonly. Their threat was too great.

Dozens of Yongyuan powerful men stopped them, some of them had extraordinary origins and even held divine weapons in their hands.

Their purpose was not to kill the two of them, but to stop them. As long as they stopped Lin Chen and the others, everything would still be under control.

"The seven divine weapons, then keep them all!" Lin Chen's pupils instantly turned pale. Under the Youming Tower above his head, the dream scroll bloomed, and the world seemed to have become a world of ink and wash.

A small black grass bloomed at Lin Chen's feet, and then one after another, and then it bloomed prosperously. The trees, mountains and rivers, and the area of ​​tens of thousands of meters around Lin Chen turned into a beautiful scene.

ink painting.

And this painting always contains infinite murderous intent.

After many years, Lin Chen was finally able to unleash part of the power of this magical weapon.

The ink was free and easy, and the sharp sword energy began to wreak havoc on the world.

Compared with the terrifying power of Han Yu, the Dream Scroll Killing is more suitable for wiping out the opponent's vitality bit by bit.

The ink sword energy was continuously defeated around dozens of Yongyuan monsters, but in an instant, the sword energy covered them again.

Life and death are endless. As long as Lin Chen still has the strength to maintain it, this ink world will not disappear. Even if there are seven magic weapons on the opposite side that continuously erupt, this picture cannot be broken.

Because landscape paintings in this field are always fake, it is not easy to make something that does not exist disappear.

This is the magic of Huimeng, something that even Emperor Zhenwu was surprised by.

After discovering the endless sword energy, those Yongyuan monsters finally understood the problem and began to kill Lin Chen.

He sneered. Although there were seven magic weapons, the person using them was not the emperor's son. What did he have to fear?

The cold air overlapped with the ink world, but it was more sharp-edged than the murderous intent brought by the divine weapons. Under the wind and snow, they finally experienced the fear of those dead creatures in the Yongyuan.

On the side, Wu Yixian had already charged out, and under the cold light of the Zhenwu Sword, the divine soldiers did not dare to compete with him.

On the opposite side, all the Yongyuan monsters were bitter. They had already overestimated these two people, but the result was still a big difference.

But fortunately, when these people were selected, they were enough to restrain the three emperors who had fought against Lin Chen. Now, although the confrontation was sudden, they could still hold up the offensive.

In the long run, they will undoubtedly be defeated, but preparations have definitely begun on the rear.

…

On the battlefield, as long as there is no absolute power to suppress the entire battlefield, it is impossible to change the situation of the battle by oneself, even in the Imperial realm.

In the sky, black and white are still fighting against the two emperors Yongyuan, and no one can see where the advantage lies.

This is even more true for those deities. Until now in the war, except for the initial losses due to lack of understanding of the opponent's losses, no deity has fallen.

And the movement in these two battlefields never stops for a moment.

If we go by the Youming battlefield, it will probably take decades of fighting before the winner can be determined. This is still under the condition that the battle continues, there is no retreat, and there is no external force.

Even during this period, there were gods who wanted to take action on the battlefield below, but fortunately they failed in the end.

On the sea, death has become the only thing. In such a war, even the powerful can't help themselves. One by one, the originally arrogant powerful fell on the battlefield, just like the Qi Condensation Realm where the warship sank into the sea and died...

Not shocked at all.

Except for the battle flag of Qiongqi Palace, which was constantly waving, everyone else was the same, without any tactics, and they could only do their best to clear the black monsters in front of them.

This was the first battle. Neither Mingyu City nor Yongyuan had any intention of a decisive battle. Likewise, it was precisely because of this that the battlefield seemed fierce and boring.

The battlefield seemed to last forever, and only time kept passing.

In front of Lin Chen, he could no longer remember which batch of Yongyuan monsters this was.

Yongyuan seems to have found a way to deal with him. After a group of people blocking them become tired and weakened, another group of Yongyuan monsters that have been prepared will appear to take over.

Moreover, so many divine soldiers broke out that it was impossible for Lin Chen to stop them even if he wanted to.

In short, until now, Lin Chen only has seven lives of Yongyuan Mighty, and the Divine Weapon has only captured one sword.

It is precisely because of this that he has not been able to cause a kill for a long time.

In the Dream Scroll, a divine weapon was suppressed, which caused Lin Chen's explosive power to become weaker. Otherwise, the suppressed divine weapon would have broken free.

After comparison, Lin Chen felt that the magic weapon was more important.

"Sure enough, there are no fools."
Chapter completed!